Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"...That master is really amazing. I still remember what she said!" Mr. Meng talked about his adventures some time ago with relish.

"She first asked me if my house faces south, which is not surprising, but she even knew that there was a locust tree to the west of my house, and she also said that someone buried an earthen jar under the locust tree! I put the earthen jar away as soon as I got back. I dug it out, and sprinkled a layer of cinnabar on it as she said, and there was a roaring sound immediately inside." Mr. Meng frowned slightly, and then said, "I was curious, like a cat scratching, and waited until the jar was inside. Only when there is no sound do you dare to open it.”

"Guess what's inside?" Mr. Meng gave it a try.

Other guests guessed bugs, snakes, and a small doll with Mr. Meng’s horoscope written on it.

"When I took a look, there was only a pool of black water inside, and it also exuded a corpse smell. Then I took a flashlight and shined inside, and I saw several long purple-red ropes, like rat tails. But I People are too timid to take it out and look at it," Mr. Meng said slowly.

"She said that within three days, my son's illness would slowly recover. As everyone knows, my son stayed in the ICU for more than half a year, sometimes awake and sometimes comatose. As a result, all indicators returned to normal that day, and she told me After a lot of talking, I was able to be discharged from the hospital in a week." Mr. Meng said with emotion, "This master was so compassionate that he didn't even leave a name. He just asked me to do more good deeds in the future. But how could I forget him? Because of my kindness, I kept asking people to ask around, and then I found out the name, Chu Yao."

"Chu Yao?" A guest at the banquet was shocked, "Mr. Meng, isn't the house you bought recently belonged to the Chu family?"

After getting rid of the earthen jar, Mr. Meng's life was incredibly smooth. His son's illness was cured, his company was making money day by day, and he was back to the glorious real estate tycoon he once was.

However, someone had buried something unlucky in the original courtyard. Mr. Meng always wanted to change the place. He happened to hear that the Chu family villa was for sale. He inquired about it and found out that the Chu family villa was originally located at an address chosen by a Feng Shui master. , the feng shui will definitely not be bad.

But Chu Boting hadn't woken up yet, and his son was in a hurry for money, so he discussed with Mr. Meng whether he could pay part of the payment first and then hand over the house. Mr. Meng was kind-hearted and agreed with a soft heart.

"Huh? Is this Miss Chu Yao a relative of the Chu family?" Mr. Meng asked in surprise.

The guest slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, she's not a relative, she is Chu Boting's biological daughter!"

"Are you mistaken?" Mr. Meng laughed and shook his head, "It's not like I've never met Mr. Chu's daughter. Isn't that child's name Chu Wanying? She is definitely not the same person as Miss Chu."

"No, no, no, listen to me. A few months ago, Chu Boting held a family recognition banquet. He said that he had found his daughter who had been missing for eighteen years, and she named her Chu Yao." The guests talked eloquently, " I was also invited. Guess what? Chu Boting is really not a thing. He wants to marry his newly recognized daughter to Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji was still unconscious at that time. Wasn't Chu Boting just coveting Ji? If your family is rich, let your daughter marry and remain a widow."

"Is there such a thing?" Mr. Meng was surprised.

"As a result, Miss Chu is not at the mercy of others, and she directly severed ties with Chu Boting!" The guest said excitedly, "I saw it right then. Isn't the golden scale a thing in the pond? It will melt in the wind and rain." Dragon! I just didn’t expect that she is actually a Feng Shui master.”

"I see. Let me tell you, if Chu Boting treats Miss Chu kindly, Miss Chu will definitely help him avoid disaster." Mr. Meng shook his head and sighed.

"Who says it's not the case?" Another guest echoed, "There is a servant in my family who used to work in the Chu family. He said that he was Miss Chu's biological brother and the adopted Chu Wanying, and they treated her very badly. The Chu family is in such a state of decline now, it’s all retribution!”

"I don't think Chu Boting's eldest son can do it either. No wonder we are all asked to wait for him. Do you really think of yourself as the crown prince?" someone ridiculed.

Mr. Meng's face was a little gloomy. He was the host of today's banquet. He himself had experienced a period of decline, so he had some sympathy for the Chu family who had suffered the same thing. He invited Chu Mingcheng and Chu Wanying to come. The purpose of the banquet was to introduce them to some contacts in the business world, which would help the Chu family make a comeback in the future.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for almost an hour, they arrived late.

"Come and take a seat, the food is almost cold." Although Mr. Meng was smiling, his attitude was actually neither cold nor indifferent.

Chu Wanying's nails were deeply embedded in the palm of her hand, leaving a few bloody marks. She broke down and cried loudly this afternoon. On the way, she was complained by Chu Mingcheng blindly, and she also received cold looks at the banquet.

She thought that the resentment in her eyes was well concealed, but she didn't know that anyone who could receive Mr. Meng's invitation was someone who had been in the business world for many years. Her little thoughts would be obvious to others at a glance.

"I would like to thank Mr. Meng this time. Yingying, let's toast Mr. Meng." Chu Mingcheng said with a smile.

Chu Wanying's back molars were almost broken, and she was actually asked to toast an old man who was over forty years old. Who did the elder brother take her to be?

"Haha, no need. Miss Chu is a golden girl, how can she propose a toast to a rough guy like me?" Mr. Meng mocked.

"What are you talking about? Yingying must have been too tired in class recently, so she was distracted, right, Yingying?" Chu Mingcheng glanced over.

Chu Wanying didn't even look at him. She threw the wine on Chu Mingcheng's face and ran out with her head lowered.

Instead of going home, she took a taxi to the hospital where Chu Minghe was staying.

Chu Wanying pushed open the door of the ward, and Chu Minghe was still sitting on the bed blankly, without any reaction to her arrival.

When she looked at Chu Minghe's eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water, she was shocked, how could she see a hint of ridicule.

She must have seen it wrong, the fourth brother was already crazy, it was all because of her psychology, Chu Wanying thought to herself.

At this time, she was in a state of confusion. What flashed in her mind was the scene of the daughter of the Zhou family being driven crazy, and the scene of Chu Mingcheng asking her to toast Mr. Meng.

"Fourth brother, the ward is so stuffy, let me help you open the window." Chu Wanying walked directly to the window and pushed the window that was not tightly closed to a gap.

The night wind made her shiver, and she looked out the window. There was a signal tower on the mountain opposite, which would emit flashes of light every night.

For a moment, she hesitated, but a voice appeared in her heart, comforting her: "It is torture for the fourth brother to live in such pain. As his most beloved sister, you should help him get rid of it!"

"I'm leaving first, fourth brother. I'll see you next time." Chu Wanying didn't dare to look at him and hurried to the door of the ward. Her left hand trembled and she finally touched the switch on the wall.

"Good night, fourth brother."

Snapped.

The light that had never been extinguished since Chu Minghe moved in finally got a rest. Only the sound of running footsteps echoed in the silent corridor.