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

Chu Yao looked at the rabbit doll on the ground and asked, "Fifth brother, who owned this room before?"

"Oh, this is Mingxuan's room. He moved out six years ago." Chu Mingxiu picked up the doll and put it in the drawer of the desk.

Chu Yao quickly searched for memories about Chu Mingxuan in his mind. He ranked sixth and was the son of Chu Boting's younger brother. Chu Yao had not had much contact with him.

He rarely went back to the Chu family, and the only time they met was when Chu Boting held an engagement banquet for Chu Yao.

And Chu Yao's only impression of him was that he was very young.

Chu Mingxuan is only half a year younger than the fifth brother. Chu Mingxiu is twenty-five years old, but Chu Mingxuan looks only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Why did he move out?" Chu Yao asked.

In fact, she once heard her second brother Chu Mingyou mention it once, saying that Chu Mingxuan moved out was considered a good idea. He was kicked out by Chu Boting almost as soon as he became an adult.

This is an extremely abnormal move for Chu Boting, because he values ​​his image in the eyes of outsiders the most, otherwise he would not take in his nephews.

If a thoughtful person clings to this point, they are likely to criticize him for being hypocritical. After all, if you want to establish an "amiable" elder persona, you have to treat your children better than ordinary parents.

Eighteen-year-old children generally have just entered college, live at home, and have no financial resources.

It would be a bit inhumane to kick my nephew out of the house who just finished the college entrance examination.

Chu Mingxiu pondered for a while and said: "Mingxuan is a bit introverted. He rarely interacts with others and doesn't talk to us much at home. He and I are in the same class in middle school. He rarely goes to school, even during the finals. I will take leave for exams.”

He paused and seemed to be very worried about something. Just when Chu Yao thought he would not continue talking, he said again: "Mingxuan has a hobby, that is... he likes to talk to dolls."

"Talking to a doll?" Chu Yao didn't know why. It didn't seem to be anything special. Bai Ningle also liked to call the doll her boyfriend.

"Well..." Chu Mingxiu said as he recalled, "One day my father asked Mingxuan and I to go out to a banquet. We were only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time. He locked himself in the room, and my father went When I called him, I saw him talking to himself with the doll."

"So Chu Boting thinks he has a mental problem?" Chu Yao asked.

"No, it's not... it's more than that." Chu Mingxiu's face turned a little ugly. He closed his eyes before making up his mind and said, "When he talked to the doll, the doll responded to him."

He couldn't help but speed up his speech and finished all the words in one breath: "We all heard clearly that the doll said, let's stop talking here for today, someone is peeking at us. Since then, Dad has given Mingxuan has gone through the formalities of living on campus, and except for the Chinese New Year, he will generally not be asked to come back."

Chu Yao thought, Chu Boting and Qiming Society have always been in contact, so he must know that there are some things in this world that science cannot explain.

As the saying goes, if you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. What Chu Boting was afraid of was never the stories of gods and ghosts, but the fear that Chu Mingxuan would know the truth of certain things after mastering the mystical arts.

That's why he couldn't wait to expel him.

So, has Chu Boting's original worry come true?

What would a person who has mastered the mystic arts do after knowing about his enemy who killed his father and mother?

It goes without saying that the person who took Chu Boting away is no wonder that the tapir beast said that Chu Boting is in pain now. After all, Chu Yao has seen Chu Mingxuan's methods, taking off human heads to use as rubber rackets, or using human internal organs to jump ropes. …

"Fifth brother, do you know where he lives now?" Chu Yao lowered his eyes and asked.

"Do you want him to come back to live? But he may not be willing." Chu Mingxiu misunderstood, "He didn't leave any contact information for his family, but as far as I know, Mingxuan likes riding motorcycles very much. He also I joined a motorcycle club, I think it’s called Cimejes. Can I contact that club for you?”

Chu Yao shook his head gently and said, "I'd better go and ask."

the next day.

The Cimejes Club is located in a somewhat remote location. There is a black and gold light sign hanging at the door, which depicts a heroic warrior riding a strong black horse.

This is the origin of the club's name - Cimejes, one of the Seventy-Two Pillars of Solomon.

When Chu Yao arrived, Cimejes Club was playing deafening rock music. She stood at the door and listened for a while to what seemed to be Russian songs.

From the outside, this looks like an abandoned parking lot, but inside it is very luxuriously decorated. People in small groups gather around the pool table, and a small group of people sit on the spacious sofas, watching The World on TV. Motorcycle Championship.

Suddenly a fair and beautiful girl came, and the members in the club couldn't help but stare at her.

A sturdy man with a mohawk leaned in front of the bar and asked, "Little sister, do you want to join us too?"

"I'm here to find someone." Chu Yao stated his intention.

The man was a little surprised and said with a smile: "You're looking for a boyfriend, right? Hey, I don't know which brat is so lucky."

He looked Chu Yao up and down, but there was no frivolity in his eyes, "I don't think I've seen you before. Who is your boyfriend?"

"I'm not here for my boyfriend, I'm here for my brother. His name is Chu Mingxuan. Do you know him?" Chu Yao explained.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the three words "Chu Mingxuan" were spoken, the whole room fell silent, and even the people watching TV muted their TVs.

From time to time, someone cast their eyes on Chu Yao, but if it was curiosity and surprise just now, now it is a little more inexplicable.

The man with the mohawk clenched his fists and his eyes were slightly red.

He took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down.

"Are you Chu Mingxuan's sister?" His voice trembled, with a hint of sarcasm, "When he was alive, I never saw anyone from your family caring about him. Now that he is dead, why do you still care about him?" Do you remember that you have a brother?!"