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

Xie Hui's fingers trembled, but they did not point to anyone in front of him, but to himself.

"Choose me, everything started because of me, then let me take the responsibility..." Two lines of tears welled up in his eyes, and he finally remembered the most important thing.

Before climbing Sampa Mountain, he had been to the villages at the foot of Sampa Mountain. That time, he was recording the local folk customs as a photographer.

The locals all speak their own language and cannot speak Mandarin. Xie Hui can only use his hands and feet to communicate with them.

The villagers took him to the holy temple dedicated to the gods. He quickly took out his camera and took several photos, recording the statues in all directions.

The strange thing is that when he imported the photo into his laptop, the holy statue turned into a strange stone statue. The neck of the stone statue seemed to have been twisted, the head was unnaturally placed on the chest, and blood oozed from the facial features... …

For a moment, Xie Hui suddenly felt a heavy feeling in his chest, and his heart was stinging like a needle.

Before he could get his cell phone to call 120, he fainted from the pain.

When he woke up, the village chief and many villagers gathered around his bed, and specially invited a young man from the village to act as an interpreter.

"You have offended our God. She will cause your heart to continue to be injured, and after ten days, you will die in pain." The young man stumbled and said in Mandarin.

"I..." Xie Hui just wanted to get up, but the pain in his heart made him fall back on the bed, "But you didn't tell me that you can't take pictures there."

"The village is full of grandpas and grandmas. They don't know your black box, and they don't know what taking a picture is. Our god is very majestic and cannot write or draw. He can only kneel down and worship." The young man explained, "There is a way. , can save you from the pain of death.”

"What method?" Xie Hui asked quickly.

"To hold a sacrifice, you have to bring nine people into the mountain. When you climb to the highest point of the mountain, God will be happy, and she will give you and your gifts." The young man looked solemn and solemn, and turned around to talk to the village chief. A long list of words.

Later, Xie Hui went into the mountain again and again, and his memory was constantly tampered with by the evil god.

He forgot why he wanted to climb the mountain, why he had the photo of the stone statue in his hand, and why his sister died in depression because of his nephew.

The so-called gift from God is that they can stay in the snow-capped mountains forever.

……

Just as Ji Jinchen talked about his experience in Tibetan areas, he suddenly shivered inexplicably, as if someone was looking at him with cold eyes.

He looked back, but only saw the snow-capped mountains covered in silver.

"The traces are finally exposed." Chu Yao said with a smile.

"Who? Someone is following us?" Ji Jinchen was puzzled.

"No, the last evil god." Chu Yao replied.

With the evil god's gaze peeking at them, she could find the evil god's location.

She opened her eyes, and a ray of light with murderous intent was revealed. She continued to extend the scope of her eyes, and finally saw the source of the light - a ruined temple.

"Let's go. After dealing with the evil god, we can go home tomorrow." Chu Yao threw out a water diversion charm and extinguished the bonfire on the ground.

It was windy and snowy tonight, and the snow could cover Chu Yao's calves if he stepped on it. Even though the ruined temple was only more than a kilometer away from their camp, the two of them still walked for more than an hour.

"interesting……"

A strange voice came from the ruined temple. It had the timbre of men, women, old and young at the same time, as if a dozen people were speaking at the same time.

With a "bang" sound, the two crumbling temple doors opened wide, and a figure stood in the empty temple.

Judging from her figure, she looked like a woman in her early twenties, wearing a blue shirt embroidered with colorful patterns, and three silver bracelets on each wrist.

But her face was constantly changing. One second she was a young girl, and the next second she was an octogenarian old man.

"My sacrifices, since you found me in advance, I will play with you for a while..."

"Don't worry, come one by one..."

She giggled, and her facial features dissolved inward, leaving a gap that ran from her forehead to her chin.

The deep gap slowly opened, revealing a huge eyeball inside!

He rolled his eyes a few times and fixed his gaze on Chu Yao, but Chu Yao did not dodge at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and showed a gentle smile.

"Let me see your memory!"

The evil god's belly made a deafening sound. Sampa Mountain was her territory, and all the creatures in the mountain were within her sight.

There is no secret that can be hidden from her. She will find what Chu Yao desires most, construct a perfect illusion, watch her fall little by little, and then give her a heavy blow!

Just by her glance, Chu Yao immediately passed out, and Ji Jinchen quickly caught her body.

"Very good...very good...what a poor girl, abandoned, plotted, and framed by her closest relatives..."

"I know everything and I will give you the grace of God."

"Before that, I will erase your memory of the past year."

The evil god opened her five fingers and danced dexterously. A pure white ball of light appeared on her chest, which was the illusion she had constructed for Chu Yao.

She was just halfway through building it when suddenly, several tiny golden lines appeared on the surface of the light ball.

"Do you still want to resist? You are overestimating your own capabilities..." The Evil God snorted, and she wiped it off with her fingers. To her surprise, the golden thread actually pierced her fingertips, and a drop of blood flowed out.

"You are indeed capable of hurting my spirit body."

"But you are a human and I am a god. Humans cannot defeat gods after all!"

Chu Yao opened her eyes. For some reason, she always felt her hands were cold.

"How is that possible? It's summer now... By the way, I forgot to turn off the air conditioner."

Chu Yao found the remote control and adjusted the temperature back to 26 degrees.

She had just been recognized by the Chu family not long ago, and she hadn't fully adapted to the life of a wealthy family. She didn't even know how much to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner, so she simply adjusted it to the lowest temperature of seventeen degrees.

When she woke up, she felt a little cold.

She still couldn't believe that her father was actually the founder of the Chu Group with assets worth hundreds of billions. Her mother was well-educated and gentle, and her brothers also cared for her.

They also brought grandpa to the imperial capital so that he could enjoy his old age in peace.

Everything was as beautiful as a dream, and Chu Yao was a little scared, because dreams would eventually wake up.

If she had never had the love of her relatives, she would not have much regret, but she had seen the light before, so how could she be willing to return to the darkness.

Outside the illusion, the evil god looked at Ji Jinchen again, "I thought your relationship was very good, but now it seems that is not the case."

"No, I believe her." Ji Jinchen said firmly.

"Why do you believe her? Is this a big statement made by a little girl out of ignorance?" The evil god said disdainfully, "Then just watch carefully. Next, is the painful part."

She stretched out her index finger and gently fiddled with the ball of light. The world in the fantasy world was turned upside down. The most spectacular scene was the scene of fire spraying oil and flowers blooming, which could completely destroy a person.

The Evil God stared intently at the illusion with the only eyeballs on her face. She was looking forward to how Chu Yao would look after suffering the pain. Most of her eyeballs even bulged out, and the white eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.