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

After saying this, Chu Mingyou added eagerly: "I know that I have done many wrong things before, and I should not have spoken harshly to you. I also misunderstood you about the allergy... I also know that I have done a lot of wrong things to you. The harm caused cannot be erased by a gift, and I don’t expect you to forgive me..."

"But... can you give me a chance to make up for the mistakes I made?" He looked at Chu Yao expectantly.

And her face was neither cold nor indifferent, without any unnecessary expression.

His heart suddenly became cold, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry... I have no other intentions, and I don't want to force you to do anything... You, you can think about it slowly, I can wait, just tell me when you think about it. Okay. I just want to fulfill my responsibility as a brother and take good care of you in the future."

"Do you remember the family dinner in July?"

The girl's cold voice brought his memory back to a few months ago. Now he wished he could travel back to that time and do less wrong things.

"I remember, at that family dinner, you said you wanted to sever ties with everyone in the Chu family..." Chu Mingyou's voice was hoarse.

"Then do you know what happened four days before the family dinner?" Chu Yao asked.

Four days ago?

He had already left the Chu family at that time, but Chu Mingxiu once called him and asked him to check a driver.

He thought it was ridiculous. Chu Mingxiu was so anxious that he was not a policeman. How could he find out the whereabouts of others?

Thinking about it now, it must be because something big happened and Chu Mingxiu had no choice but to plead with all the people he knew one by one.

What Chu Mingxiu said at that time seemed to mean that after Chu Yao took the driver's car, there was no news, and he suspected that Chu Yao had been kidnapped.

He also called the police, but when the police came to visit, Chu Wanying said that Chu Yao had a quarrel with his family and ran away from home, so no case was filed.

"...You...you were really kidnapped?" Chu Mingyou's eyes were full of horror. What would happen to a young girl who had just grown up and was kidnapped?

He couldn't imagine it.

Was she tortured by kidnappers?

Did she expect her family to save her?

How did she escape?

No wonder Chu Yao's temperament changed drastically and he even dared to sever ties with the Chu family at the family banquet.

Chu Yao nodded slightly and said: "Not only was I kidnapped, but the driver had the intention of murder. He wanted to bury me alive."

Her tone was as indifferent as a bystander describing a report or story she saw.

The shock brought by these five words was no less than five thunders. Chu Mingyou hoped that he had heard wrong and asked in a low voice: "What is he thinking..."

"Buried alive." She repeated again, "He prepared the coffin and dug the hole in advance. My hands and feet were tied up and I couldn't struggle. He pushed me in, closed the lid of the coffin, and then started Driving nails..."

"Stop talking! Stop talking!" Chu Mingyou cried out in collapse. He begged, "Stop talking...please..."

He had never experienced it personally, but he could already feel the pain and despair.

Watching the hope of life being taken away, the air in the small coffin will be slowly exhausted...

"It's not your fault, you don't have to feel guilty." Chu Yao gave him a strange look and said, "I just want to say that the person you want to apologize to is dead, and I am the one who woke up. So, I I can’t forgive you on her behalf.”

Chu Mingyou looked at her blankly, with a trace of despair and fear in his heart.

As a doctor of psychology, he knows very well that when people encounter unbearable harm, they will create a new personality to bear the trauma on their behalf.

This disease is called dissociative personality disorder in psychology, which is also commonly known as multiple personality.

What Chu Yao said was wrong. How could this not be his fault? Even if he was not the executioner who carried out the execution with his own hands, he was not innocent at all.

If he could have cared more about Chu Yao and not ridiculed her, wouldn't she have met the driver who kidnapped her?

If he had given her even a little love from his brother, she would not have been so painful that she split into a new personality.

He will never be forgiven by Chu Yao.

As she said, the former personality has been killed by their joint efforts.

How can the dead come back to life and say forgive them?

Even he himself was unwilling to forgive himself.

Before leaving, Chu Yao warned again: "This Bagua Mirror is very valuable to Feng Shui masters, but it is of no use to ordinary people. I suggest you find a Feng Shui master who knows the goods."

"No! Just accept it, okay? It should be able to help you, right?" Chu Mingyou wiped his tears in embarrassment and asked.

"To be honest, I don't want to dampen your good intentions. But..." Chu Yao paused, "Actually, the magic weapon is of no use to me."

Her use of metaphysics has reached such an advanced level that it can even be said that "everything can be used to pluck leaves and flying flowers", and for a master of metaphysics like her, it makes no difference whether there is a magic weapon or not.

Because, as long as she wants, anything can become her magic weapon.

Even when she was unlocking the soul-locking formation on Ji Jinchen, she only borrowed a few pieces of spiritual jade for assistance.

At that time, the Ji family also wanted to use the magic weapon as a reward, and they even put down their bold words and let her choose from Uncle Ji's collection.

Although she envied Third Uncle Ji's storage room, she still rejected the Ji family's kindness.

For her, the magic weapon is just the icing on the cake. For Feng Shui masters in need, the magic weapon can play a greater role.

Chu Mingyou felt bitter in his heart. It turned out that even the things he had lost everything in exchange for were worthless to her.

"Do you want to go back to school? Shall I take you back?" Chu Mingyou asked.

"No, I have something to do." Chu Yao replied.

"Then can you take me with you? How can I help you, even if I help you get something?" Chu Mingyou asked eagerly.

"You can follow if you want, but I have to take the bus." Chu Yao glanced at him with a half-smile.

"Bus? Wouldn't it be better if I drove you?" Chu Mingyou frowned.

When was the last time he took a bus? More than ten years ago, when he was a child.

Thinking of the crowds on the bus, the smell of gasoline, food and perfume, and the dirty ground made him want to vomit.

Moreover, he is a severe mysophobia patient. Let him sit in a seat that others have sat on countless times. It is better to kill him...