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

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

Professor Ye woke up from his bed. In the dark bedroom, only his mobile phone screen shimmered blue. He picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, allowing his heartbeat to slowly return to normal speed.

He looked down at the time and saw it was four forty-four in the morning again.

The sixth time.

Since he started translating the text Chu Yao gave him, he has woken up at the same time for six consecutive nights. His body was wet with sweat every night, but he could not remember what he had dreamed about. What.

Whoa...

There was a slight noise from the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Who is it?" Professor Ye picked up the electric baton beside the bed vigilantly. Through the gap in the curtain, Professor Ye vaguely saw a ghost-like black figure.

"I would like to advise you, no matter who you are, you'd better leave my house as soon as possible, otherwise I will call the police!"

Professor Ye tiptoed to the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for the black shadow to make the next move. If he left wisely, he could let him go and treat him as if he had never been there. If he was still stubborn, Professor Ye had quietly opened the door. The switch of the electric baton was ready to give him a taste of the stun.

The black image seemed to be frozen. Professor Ye felt that he had been waiting for almost half an hour, but the black image was still motionless.

Just when Professor Ye's tense nerves had reached their limit, suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed through the window!

Professor Ye quickly raised the electric baton, opened the curtain, and smashed it hard!

There was a bang, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window shattered all over the floor. Professor Ye gasped and looked out, but saw nothing.

He suddenly remembered that his bedroom was on the third floor of the villa, and there was no platform outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Where was that dark shadow that flashed past just now?

Professor Ye's head began to hurt again, and his thoughts were forcibly interrupted. He staggered back to the bed, took out two painkillers from the bedside table, and swallowed them raw.

But when he closed his eyes, the feeling of being spied on came over him again, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

He smiled bitterly. If he couldn't fall asleep, he might as well get up and finish the rest of the translation.

Although Professor Ye found a connection between this text and Sanskrit, as the translation work progressed, he found that many texts did not have a Sanskrit equivalent, but rather resembled variations of Chinese characters.

Could it be that the information Chu Yao gave him was not complete enough, or that this kind of text originally consisted of two parts?

No matter how many ideas he had, he could only put them aside temporarily and devote all his energy to translation.

Ding-dong-

I don’t know how long it took, but it was already dawn. Professor Ye suddenly heard the sound of the doorbell. Just as he was about to get up, he fell down in his seat due to dizziness. Along with this, he felt a feeling of hunger in his stomach. Aching feeling.

Ding dong - ding dong - ding dong -

"How long have I been translating this time..." Professor Ye muttered to himself tiredly, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he put his phone, and the doorbell kept ringing.

"Who is it?" Professor Ye reached out and grabbed a candy and held it in his mouth. The sweet taste made him stand up straight.

His legs were still a little shaky, and the stairs that used to take him a minute were now as difficult as climbing a mountain. He even regretted placing his study on the top floor of the villa.

When I opened the door, there was no one outside, but there was a garbage bag on the steps.

This angered the gentle Professor Ye. Which child was playing pranks and throwing garbage at his door?

He flew up and kicked the garbage bag away, as if this was the only way to vent his anger, but some deep red marks were still left on the steps.

"How... is this possible? Is it blood? No, no, it must be paint." With a sense of luck, Professor Ye quickly picked up the garbage bag. He made a long time of mental preparation before he dared to open the garbage. Bag drawstring.

Unfortunately, there was indeed a body inside.

Fortunately, it was just the body of a dead cat.

Professor Ye suppressed his anger and nausea, threw the garbage bag into the trash can, and used a mop to clean up the blood stains on the steps.

After returning to the room, he quickly ordered three cameras on the shopping app, planning to install one for the door, living room, and bedroom. He had to catch the kid who played the prank and teach him a lesson he would remember for the rest of his life.

Ding-dong-

This kid still dares to come?

Professor Ye pushed open the door angrily and cursed: "You're done, aren't you? Believe it or not, I'll call the police, you..."

"Dad?" Ye Xiangling, who was carrying the suitcase, looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's wrong? Is someone coming to harass you?"

Professor Ye stammered: "Uh... yes, someone just threw garbage in front of my door. Xiang Ling, why did you come early? Didn't you say you would pack your things in at least three days?"

"What are you talking about? It's already three days later!" Ye Xiang smiled spiritually, "Are you confused by your sleep?"

"Oh, oh... you are right, I just got up and my mind is not clear, so come in." Professor Ye patted his head and said, "You go to the refrigerator to get a drink, and dad goes to wash his face. "

Professor Ye was shocked when he saw himself in the mirror. At this time, he truly realized that he had not slept or eaten for three days and three nights, because he was now wearing a bearded and depressed face. , as haggard as a person about to die suddenly.

"Oh, I haven't seen Xiang Ling for so long. I originally wanted to tidy up and leave a good impression on her, but now I am embarrassed in front of Xiang Ling." Professor Ye sighed and turned on the electric shaver.

"Hey...what's wrong today? Nothing goes smoothly."

The razor left a trail of blood and a stinging sensation on Professor Ye's cheek, and he had to wash off all the remaining foam on his face.

When he looked up again, Professor Ye actually saw the dark shadow that had appeared by the window again!

Its whole body was composed of black mist, and its shape was similar to that of a human being, but it had no nose, ears, or mouth. Only a pair of blood-red eyes stared directly at Professor Ye coldly.

Professor Ye was so frightened by those scarlet eyes that he threw the electric shaver in his hand!

"Dad! What's wrong? What happened! Why is the mirror broken?" Ye Xiangling asked anxiously.

"Mirror, mirror?" Professor Ye looked at the fragments at his feet in confusion. Yes, he was shaving in the bathroom. What else could it be if it wasn't a mirror?

Could it be that the dark shadow is none other than himself?