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

These words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, shocking Zhou Fumeng so much that her legs went limp and she fell backwards. Fortunately, there was a soft sofa behind her, which prevented her from falling to the ground.

After a long time, Zhou Fumeng regained consciousness. She asked in confusion: "I, I don't quite understand... why there are five, no, and myself, a total of six Zhou Fumeng... what are they?" What do you want to do?"

Chu Yao was quickly deducing the fate of the five people. In fact, she had already thought of a certain possibility and just wanted to verify it again.

People's faces and horoscopes are closely related. Even if you don't know the birth dates of five people, you can deduce their birth dates based on their faces. Just now, Zhou Fumeng's fate was calculated using the same method.

However, this method requires multiple hexagrams and interpretations, and the results of each time must be kept in mind. It tests the Feng Shui master's familiarity and memory of the hexagrams. It is time-consuming and troublesome. Ordinary Feng Shui masters rarely use this method. method.

After five rounds of deductions, Chu Yao had the result.

"Ms. Zhou, I want to ask you a question first. What do you think is the most important thing for an idol?" Chu Yao asked in a leisurely tone.

"The most important thing is of course to become famous overnight and then maintain the popularity." Zhou Fumeng answered straightforwardly.

Idols are different from actors and singers. For idols, having a professional skill is just the icing on the cake. The most important thing is how to attract a large number of fans.

Whether it's a beautiful appearance or a deliberately created personality, as long as it has "traffic", the idol's popularity will last for a long time.

"That's right. Little ones rely on admiration, while big ones rely on life. In fact, this is true for everyone. Whether you can reach a new height has nothing to do with how many resources you get, but is determined by your life." Chu Yao smiled and said, "Of course, I am referring to some gaps that are difficult to cross, such as whether you can become the richest man, be popular in the entertainment industry forever, and win world-class awards. Things like exams, job hunting, and ordinary competitions , as long as you work hard enough, you can achieve good results.”

Zhou Fumeng nodded in agreement. Among the celebrities she knew, there were also people who spent tens of millions on packaging, but they just couldn't become popular.

"But, there are so many idols in the entertainment industry, how many can be famous for a lifetime?" Chu Yao lowered his eyes, "'Zhou Fumeng' is an idol who was deliberately created. Your agency has found everyone The person with the best luck in each age group, and then they were spelled into 'Zhou Fumeng'. And you are the last one."

Zhou Fumeng's eyes widened and she said in horror: "Where are those Zhou Fumeng in the past? They are all dead?! How dare the agency dare to do such a thing!"

Then, she quickly calmed down and sneered: "Since they dared to kill the first five people, how can I be the last one?"

"No, you must be the last one, because all the fates of 'Zhou Fumeng' will completely overlap with yours." Chu Yao said.

Actually, there was another thing that Chu Yao didn't have the heart to say. Now Zhou Fumeng is the person that the agency needs most, but she is not suitable for development in the entertainment industry before she is twenty-two years old, so there are five people in front of her. A victim.

"They... they are so crazy. Are they not afraid that the incident will come to light?" Zhou Fumeng couldn't believe it. She had thought that the idea that she was not Zhou Fumeng was already a fantasy, but she didn't expect that the truth behind it was even more terrifying.

The lives of the five girls became a tool for the company to make profits, and were ruthlessly destroyed after being used.

Is the mastermind behind this really still human?

"I roughly deduced their fate. They are all orphans without fathers and mothers. After becoming Zhou Fumeng, they have been performing all over the country. They rarely go to school and have few friends, so it is almost impossible for acquaintances to discover that they are not the same person. Personally." Chu Yao's face was as cold as ice.

Zhou Fumeng felt sad and was silent for a long time before speaking again: "What about me...who am I? Am I an orphan too?"

And Chu Yao gave an answer she didn't expect.

"You are not." Chu Yao shook his head gently, "Your mother is still alive, but her condition is not very good."

"My mother..." Zhou Fumeng raised her head and said blankly, "Why didn't she want me, why did she abandon me? Does she hate me, that's why she left me to the agency?"

"No, she has been in a very weak state for probably more than 20 years." Chu Yao said, "It would be better to say that she has been struggling to her death, using all her strength to maintain her life. She is probably In a state of extreme coma.”

Zhou Fumeng fell into silence again. She was hesitant about whether she should go find her mother. She was afraid of touching the reality that she could not accept, but she also longed for family affection.

"I don't know, what should I do, I..." She sighed.

"Judging from your appearance, you have other relatives alive. Do you want to see them?" Chu Yao asked.

Zhou Fumeng asked in a daze: "Meet? How?"

"This person is very familiar with you. If you want to meet him, I can help you, but I need some of your blood." Chu Yao explained.

"Ah?" Zhou Fumeng was even more puzzled. Are all Feng Shui masters so powerful? If it only takes a few drops of blood to find relatives, wouldn't there be no need for a missing person notice?

But she still agreed, stretched out her left hand, and asked, "What should I do? Can I bite it myself?"

"Need not."

Chu Yao took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his backpack and condensed the spiritual energy on his fingertips. Zhou Fumeng only saw Chu Yao's finger placed on top of his own. With a slight stroke, a few drops of blood came out. .

Chu Yao held Zhou Fumeng's finger. Zhou Fumeng felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up. She heard a voice as cold as jade coming from her ears.

"Don't be nervous, it will be fine soon."

She couldn't understand what symbols Chu Yao drew on the talisman paper, but she just thought it would be fine if it wasn't so fast.

"Have you finished painting?" Zhou Fumeng asked calmly.

"Okay." Chu Yao lifted up the talisman, stuck it on the door, and said, "The man will arrive within thirty minutes."

Zhou Fumeng couldn't help but start to wonder which one of her relatives would be her. It wasn't until the doorbell rang that she realized that Chu Yao was still here.

How would she introduce Chu Yao's identity?

Chu Yao seemed to notice her panic and whispered: "Don't worry, she can't see me."

Zhou Fumeng was dumbfounded. How could a big living person sit on the sofa without being seen?

But she had a mysterious sense of trust in Chu Yao. Zhou Fumeng got up and opened the door, but when she saw the person coming, she felt like she was struck by lightning.