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

Chu Yao just glanced at the words he wrote and said with a smile: "The things that have been bothering you recently are related to two people. One is your mother, and the other is the seventh brother in your family. I mean It's not Chu Xiao, but your biological brother. He was supposed to be the seventh in the Chu family, but unfortunately he died young, so his birthday and memorial day are on the same day, right?"

Chu Mingyou was stunned. How could he not have thought that if his mother had not given birth to a stillborn child, the younger brother would have been ranked seventh!

"Let's not mention which brother he is, just the word 'seven', how did you know that he is related to my mother?" Chu Mingyou asked in surprise.

"Seven is the righteousness of Yang. From one, a slight yin comes out of the middle. It means that the number seven is originally yang, but there is a horizontal line in the middle, which allows the weak yin energy to pass through." Chu Yao leisurely explained, "So, seven is the dividing point from yang to yin, from life to death. This is why after a person dies, he worships it every seven days."

"The transition from Yang life to Yin death is caused by men, but it is women who die in the end." She said without a doubt.

The reason why Chu Yao was able to give such an answer was not because he had seen the records of St. Mary's Hospital, but because he relied entirely on intuition and word-deciphering skills.

"But there are a lot of women around me?" Chu Mingyou said in confusion.

Chu Yao smiled calmly and continued to explain: "The original meaning of seven is 'cut off'. What to cut off? Something closely connected. The woman with the closest relationship with you in the world is naturally your mother."

"Cut also refers to the pain of cutting the skin. There is a fruit knife next to the seven characters you wrote, and the seven knives are cut, which adds to the meaning."

"Qie can also mean eager, so this matter has only started to bother you recently. Seven is separated from it, and half is three and five. You were only troubled by this matter earlier three days ago, right?"

Chu Mingyou could not think at all at this time and could only nodded dully.

Chu Yao stretched out his long fingers, pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window on the left, and asked, "What do you see outside the window again?"

"Outside the window...is there the sun outside the window?" Chu Mingyou replied blankly. The setting sun had almost submerged into the horizon, leaving only a little glow.

"Yes, it's the sunset." Chu Yao picked up the pen and added the word "xi" to the left of Qi.

"Xi, Qi...is he dead?!" Chu Mingyou was shocked. Chu Yao had got everything right. The thing that bothered him recently was the cause of his mother's death, and his mother's death was because of the stillbirth.

"Look carefully, it's not death." Chu Yao shook his head gently, "On the left is 'Xi' instead of 'Evil'. It's just one step different, but it's a huge difference."

"If it's not death, then what is it?" Chu Mingyou asked with a wry smile.

"If he's not dead, it means there is still a glimmer of hope." Chu Yao said with a chuckle, "You think he is dead, but in fact he is still alive."

"Impossible!" Chu Mingyou was completely out of control. If his seventh brother had not died, his mother would not have gone insane, and his parents would not have encountered that accident!

But Chu Yao said that the source of trouble that caused his family to fall apart did not exist at all!

So, everything mom said is true?

The child was really alive, but why did the hospital give him a stillbirth?

"He, where is he now? How are he doing? Is there any way to find him?" Chu Mingyou asked eagerly.

"Excuse me for not saying more, now is not the time for you to meet." Chu Yao said calmly, "However, I can give you a little hint. What do you see above the word 'seven'? Remember, you can't look at it. On the surface, it depends on its deep meaning.”

Above the word "seven"?

When I wrote it, it was on the lower side, but above the "seven", there was nothing but white paper?

Until Chu Mingyou returned to his home, he was still thinking about this issue.

Blank paper?

Could it be that the top white and the bottom seven - the word "soap"?

And Chu Yao said again that he should not look at the surface of the word "soap", so his brother should not be a soap seller.

Chu Mingyou turned on his mobile phone and searched for other meanings of "soap" and found two, one was "black" and the other was "servant in the yamen".

Black is too ethereal. People's hair, clothes, accessories, and mobile phones may be black, let's not mention it for now.

Could it be that his brother is now a policeman?

……

A few days later, Imperial Capital Airport.

"Yaoyao, we are here!" The wind chime floated over excitedly, wanting to give Chu Yao a big hug.

It's a pity that she didn't have a physical body, so she passed through Chu Yao's body directly and missed.

Wuyou on the other hand just looked at her fondly. He tied his long hair into a ponytail and was dressed like an ordinary young man in the imperial capital, but he also had a calmness that had gone through thousands of sails.

Along the way, Feng Ling kept talking about her experiences. It was the first time she left the imperial capital, and she realized that the outside world was so fun.

When she first arrived in Maoshan, Wuyou was still recuperating. She could only be awake for one or two hours a day and spent most of her time in a deep sleep.

But he recovered quickly. When he heard that Chu Yao had something important to do with Feng Chime, he got up from the bed on the spot.

"I asked Wuyou to buy you a lot of specialties. I originally wanted to bring more delicious ones, but he got annoyed and said they were easy to break." Wind Chime complained, "By the way, why did you suddenly call me this time? You’re back, what’s the important thing?”

Chu Yao briefly talked about the Guan family and Guan Ling. It was a coincidence that Feng Ling and the others arrived. Today happened to be the day when Mrs. Guan had invited her to dinner, so she wanted to take Feng Ling directly to see them.

"I...why didn't I understand? What do you mean...are there two me in this world? Then will I see my parents in this life again later?" Feng Ling asked in a daze. .

Chu Yao smiled and nodded.

Wuyou frowned slightly, he had never seen such a bizarre thing.

He always thought that the soul of Feng Chime was incomplete because it stayed in the human world for too long, causing the soul to dissipate.

"It would be a good thing if the wind chime could return to the body of this life. But..." Wuyou said hesitantly, "It is almost impossible to transform a dead soul into a living soul. Regardless of how difficult the materials are. Xun, the Feng Shui master who operates it must have profound skills, and I am not completely sure. If there is a slight mistake, the wind chime may not even be able to protect the ghost body."

"Don't worry. Once the Guan family has gathered all the materials, I will transform the soul of the wind chime with my own hands." Chu Yao said.

"No!" Wuyou disagreed with her statement, "It's not that I don't trust your strength, but the Xuan Bing Feng Shui Bureau actually changed fate against the will of heaven. The predecessors all traded lives for lives. If the law of heaven pursues you, you will have to Implicated!”

Chu Yao chuckled and asked: "What if I said that this move is actually in compliance with the law of heaven?"