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

Since Ji Qingyu went to the Secret Service last time and was ridiculed for not solving the problem, she gave up treatment.

It's just that there are many people behind her when she goes out, and it rains a little, but there is no real harm. Apart from having to bring an umbrella every time she goes out, it doesn't seem to have any impact on her life.

After finishing her novel, she sold the copyright to an entertainment company and informed her to sign the contract today.

"Miss Ji Qingyu, right?" The front desk smiled politely, "Please take the second elevator on the right and go up to the 52nd floor. Mr. Su is already waiting for you."

Mr. Su?

Ji Qingyu felt a little flattered. Her book was not a hit, but she didn't expect that the president would sign the contract with her personally.

She got on the elevator anxiously, and when she arrived at the president's office, she saw a beautiful and charming woman sitting behind the desk. Her temperament looked a bit like a Hong Kong and Taiwan star from the 1980s and 1990s.

Su Qiluo's attitude towards her was very enthusiastic, and Ji Qingyu's nervous mood relaxed a lot.

After signing the contract, the two chatted for a while, and Su Qiluo successfully cheated him into getting ten autographed novels.

"You don't look good. Are you staying up late to prepare a new article?" Su Qiluo asked teasingly.

Ji Qingyu smiled bitterly. If he told her his experience, would the other party think that he was mentally disturbed?

She also thought about whether what was following her was just an illusion, so she went to the hospital to prescribe some medicine and receive psychological counseling.

But none of these treatments helped, and they didn't explain why it was just raining on her head.

"Mr. Su, do you... believe that there are monsters or ghosts in this world?" Ji Qingyu said hesitantly.

Su Qiluo's face suddenly turned pale. Could this person see her true identity?

But she doesn't look like a Feng Shui master either.

"What's wrong, have you encountered a supernatural event?" Su Qiluo asked.

Ji Qingyu told her what happened.

After listening, Su Qiluo couldn't help but sympathize with her. How much trouble would it be if it rained every time she went out?

However, everything has pros and cons. If Ji Qingyu settles in the arid area of ​​the northwest, he might be able to speed up the greening and afforestation.

But seeing her depressed look, Su Qiluo was embarrassed to say it.

"By the way, I know a Feng Shui master. Why don't you go and meet him?" Su Qiluo asked.

"This..." Ji Qingyu hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

Without further ado, Ji Qingyu took the address given by Su Qiluo and came to Jiagang City Community.

She was a little surprised. The people living in this place were either rich or expensive, and houses cost tens of millions. A small author like her couldn't afford it. It seemed that Feng Shui masters were indeed very profitable.

What would she do if the other party later demanded a lot of money from her?

With an uneasy feeling, she knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door for her turned out to be a girl who looked a few years younger than herself.

"Hello, sorry to bother you." Ji Qingyu followed Chu Yao into the living room. She looked around and asked in surprise, "Have you seen "Feng Ge Jiuzhou"?"

After all, he is his own reader, so Ji Qingyu felt a lot closer to Chu Yao when she looked at him.

Chu Yao smiled and did not deny it, "Su Qiluo told me about your situation. But, do you want him to stop following you in the future, or do you want to find out why he follows you first?"

"Why does he follow me? It's because I wrote him so badly." Ji Qingyu said in a dumbfounded voice.

"That's not the case." Chu Yao explained, "He was not created by you, do you understand?"

"Ah?" Ji Qingyu was stunned, "Isn't he Chang Lin from my book? Is he another goblin? Wait, I want to ask first, how do you charge?"

Although it was a bit embarrassing to ask the price right away, Ji Qingyu didn't know which one to choose without asking clearly.

"No money." Chu Yao said with a smile.

"No money? Why?" Ji Qingyu became even more confused.

"Someone has already paid the reward, so I won't charge you any additional money." Chu Yao replied.

Ji Qingyu was surprised. Apart from Su Qiluo, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could pay her remuneration.

But she and Su Qiluo only had a one-time relationship. Was their relationship so good that they even helped her pay for a Feng Shui master?

She said thoughtfully: "I want to find out why he followed me first."

Just after saying this, she suddenly felt her throat felt dry and itchy, and she coughed a few times.

Chu Yao handed her a cup of tea, and she said sheepishly: "Don't worry, it's not the flu. I'm prone to pharyngitis during this season. It's an old problem."

The capital city has heating. Her pharyngitis was not caused by the cold, but because it was too dry.

Therefore, she placed many humidifiers in her home.

"You haven't had pharyngitis this year, right?" Chu Yao asked.

"How do you know?" Ji Qingyu was a little surprised. A Feng Shui master also knows medical skills?

Little did she know that among the five arts of Xuanmen, there was indeed medical skill.

"Because it rained a lot in the Imperial Capital this year." Chu Yao said leisurely.

There seemed to be some deeper meaning in her words. Ji Qingyu thought about it for a while and asked in disbelief: "You mean, Changlin followed me to relieve my pharyngitis? But... why?"

She quickly thought about the theory of reincarnation. Could it be that she was the heroine in the book in her previous life, so the second male protagonist will never leave her in this life?

She felt a little guilty for no reason.

Even if he was sorry for others in his previous life, he still wrote the story in this life to let many people know how miserable he was.

"You may not believe the reason even if I tell you. It's better to experience it for yourself." Chu Yao said.

"Feelings? How do you feel?"

Chu Yao did not answer her question, but took a larger piece of yellow paper, folded it into the shape of a swallow, and poured some spiritual power into it, and the yellow paper swallow immediately rose into the sky.

Ji Qingyu was already in a daze. She pinched her arm secretly. It hurt a lot. She probably wasn't dreaming.

Zhiyan flapped her wings and flew towards the door. Ji Qingyu asked blankly: "Are we going to follow?"

After receiving Chu Yao's affirmative answer, Ji Qingyu sighed. It was hard for her to imagine what others would think of them when they walked onto the street and chased a flying paper bird like fools.

But when she really walked out of the community, she realized that other people seemed to be completely unable to see Zhiyan, only she and she could see it.

Zhiyan finally stopped in front of a bus at the bus station. This bus was bound for a small county town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. It could leave when it was full.

Coincidentally, there were just two people missing.