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

"It's strange. Apart from biting off her tongue, there were no other wounds on her body, but there was a lot of bleeding from her eyes, ears, nose and mouth." The man the woman called the director put on gloves and stepped forward to inspect the strange corpse. female corpse.

"Is it possible that she wants to bite her tongue and commit suicide?" the woman in sunglasses asked, "But how come her other organs are bleeding? Are her internal organs damaged?"

"No, the cause of her death was that she was cursed." The director calmly judged, "She was bleeding from all her orifices, which is a characteristic of the blood curse. She bit her tongue off because someone didn't want her to leak secrets and controlled her to bite it off. My own tongue."

"Isn't she a Feng Shui master who is good at casting spells? How could she be cursed with blood by others?" The girl in sunglasses felt very strange. The dead Feng Shui master in front of her had cast curses to kill more than a dozen people. They had been tracing them for more than half a year. Unfortunately, she is very good at concealing her whereabouts and has never been caught.

"Is it possible that some hidden master couldn't stand her evil deeds, so he killed her?" The girl in sunglasses made a joke.

"Do you think this is a TV series? You are a reclusive master. I think you have read too many fantasy novels." The director reprimanded mercilessly, "Use your eyes to see who cast the blood curse on her. "

"I know, Director." The woman in sunglasses said helplessly. Although this new Director was young, his personality was as old-fashioned as an old man.

Rumors in the bureau say that he traveled from ancient times. Otherwise, why would he get up at five in the morning and fall asleep at nine in the evening? He doesn't even know how to use a mobile phone.

She raised her hand and took off her sunglasses. What was hidden under the sunglasses was a pair of completely white eyeballs!

The woman in sunglasses concentrated her energy and stared at the dead Feng Shui master in front of her. Her body was exuding blood-red curse marks, which were inserted into her seven orifices like knives. The source of those red curse marks turned out to be Connected to the Feng Shui Master’s own heart.

"How is this possible! Is... is this woman putting a curse on herself?!" the woman in sunglasses exclaimed, and then fell backwards due to excessive consumption!

Although she had only used her Sky Eye for less than a minute, she had exhausted all her energy. Fortunately, the director behind her had quick eyesight and hands to support her.

"It's not that she cast a curse on herself, but someone reversed the blood curse cast on her." The director turned the Feng Shui master's palm over, and there was a slender blood mark there, "She is also a member of the Qiming Society. "

The director took out a small bottle of liquid from his coat pocket and dropped it on the Feng Shui master's body. In an instant, the body was turned into powder.

"That's it. We have obtained enough clues." The director and the girl in sunglasses left the rental house.

Before getting on the bus, he glanced at the blue sky of the imperial capital and murmured to himself: "This person's attainments in Feng Shui have reached the pinnacle. I hope he is a friend rather than an enemy."

Ji family villa.

Because she went to investigate the Feng Shui master yesterday and was too busy, it was already midnight when Chu Yao returned to Ji's house, which also caused her to sleep until ten o'clock today.

Mr. Ji went out for a walk in the morning, and Gu Yu was not at home either, so only Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen were left in the restaurant.

Chu Yao was wondering, didn't Aunt Gu say that Ji Jinchen was too busy these days to go home? How could he still be waiting to have breakfast with him so early in the morning?

As everyone knows, Ji Jinchen just arrived at Ji's house this morning. The housekeeper said that Chu Yao only came back at midnight last night. He hasn't gotten up yet and hasn't eaten breakfast, so he specially waited for Chu Yao at the dining table.

Sitting in front of him was the reserved and noble Mr. Ji San, but he did not play any role in his beauty. On the contrary, his direct eyes made Chu Yao feel uncomfortable.

Finally, Chu Yao couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Ji, what can I do for you?"

"Why did you come back at two o'clock in the morning yesterday?" Ji Jinchen raised his eyes and looked at her. There was no trace of anger in his tone, but it gave Chu Yao a creepy feeling.

"Cough...cough..." Chu Yao, who had always been calm, didn't know why he felt guilty. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water, but choked again.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Ji Jinchen said while handing her a tissue, "By the way, I told you, you don't need to call me Mr. Ji."

"Thank you, Mr. Ji." Chu Yao calmed down for a while and explained, "I had some Feng Shui business yesterday, so I came back a little late."

"What do you need to be busy with until two o'clock in the morning?" Ji Jinchen asked with a faint smile.

Chu Yao felt a little baffled. She and Ji Jinchen were not familiar with each other at all, so why would Ji Jinchen come to question her.

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? You have your work to deal with, and I also have mine to deal with. It's my own business how busy I am." Chu Yao said in a bad tone, even using honorifics.

Ji Jinchen was slightly startled, with a wry smile on his lips.

Yes, what identity do I have to control what time Chu Yao comes home?

Chu Yao was his savior to him, but he was nothing to Chu Yao.

Looking at Ji Jinchen who had his head lowered and said nothing, he pursed his lips tightly and looked extremely sad. Chu Yao began to reflect on whether he had gone too far. After all, Ji Jinchen only cared about himself.

"I don't understand metaphysics, but you saved me, so I should also worry about your safety." After a long silence, Ji Jinchen said warmly.

"I have said before that I saved you to repay Grandpa Ji's kindness. According to what you said, if the grace of saving my life comes with my life, do you still have to marry me?" Chu Yao complained quickly. One sentence.

When she realized that what she said seemed a bit inappropriate, Ji Jinchen's face was stained with a light red, and she stood up suddenly and left the restaurant.

Chu Yao buried his head in his arms in annoyance. He was reborn as an eighteen-year-old girl, but he also became childish.

Besides, she didn't have the bad habit of teasing people casually before.

This time, the proud and reserved Ji Jinchen will be misunderstood.

After lying down depressedly for a while, Chu Yao had to get up to deal with other things.

She now has 100 million on hand, and is planning to do some charity work, which can be regarded as accumulating some good deeds and blessings for herself.

But she didn't know anything about declaring a charity. It happened that Lu Xuan was going to invite her to dinner tonight, so Chu Yao asked her by the way if she knew anything about charity.

Lu Xuan said that although she didn't know much about charity, she had a friend who was a professional charity project client. If Chu Yao needed to know about charity, he could contact her to come over in the evening and have dinner together.

Chu Yao naturally agreed readily.

Chu Yao also went to the bank and transferred 30 million to a new bank card, intending to use it exclusively for charity in the future.

However, she did not expect that the charity project prepared by the client was inextricably related to her.