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

"They said they want to see a Nuo show, and they have to see it tonight." Chu Yao conveyed the ghosts' wishes to Mr. Shi.

Mr. Shi said in embarrassment: "Nuo opera? There are not many people who can sing Nuo opera nowadays... Not to mention me, no one I have known in my entire life can sing Nuo opera."

"Do you have to watch it tonight?" His son was also very distressed. "If we give it a few days, we can go and ask, maybe we can find the successor of Nuo opera."

Indeed, the ghosts are too demanding, especially in terms of time.

"I don't think they really want to watch Nuo opera." Chu Yao pondered for a while and said, "Mr. Shi, please recall carefully, have you had any disputes with a certain Nuo opera successor? Or have you been favored by others? , but did not repay others."

Mr. Shi thought hard and wished he could read all the memories in his brain.

About twenty minutes later, he frowned and said, "Hey...could it be her?"

"It seems that Mr. Shi has something in mind?" Chu Yao asked with a smile.

"Dad, do you really know the successor of Nuo opera?" Shi Maohai was overjoyed, "Do you still remember the address? I'll invite this master!"

"No, no, no... no, if you want to go, I have to go there myself." Mr. Shi sighed, "I remembered that I have a cousin who learned Nuo opera outside when she was young. But After my father passed away, I never contacted her again. It would be difficult to find her."

Chu Yao glanced at the ghosts in the corner and saw that they all had angry and dissatisfied expressions, and knew that they must have something to do with Mr. Shi's cousin.

"You don't have to worry about that. I know some techniques for finding people."

Chu Yao did a few calculations, and it was a coincidence that Mr. Shi's cousin was in the first hospital they visited.

"I still need to ask you something." She turned to Shi Maohai and asked, "After Mr. Shi was possessed by a ghost this morning, was he going to the inpatient department of the First Hospital, but you guys stopped him."

"It's true, it's true!" Shi Maohai nodded repeatedly, "Is that my cousin and grandma there?"

Chu Yao said "hmm" and said, "Mr. Shi, how do you feel about your physical condition now?"

"I'm okay, I just can't use my legs a little bit, but it won't be a problem if I sit in a wheelchair." He waved his hands and said in confusion, "But I really can't figure it out. I have never had any friendship with this cousin. We met several times when we were very young, so you can’t say you offended her, right?”

Chu Yao shook his head slightly and said: "As the saying goes, the father's debt is paid by the son. This may not necessarily be directly related to Mr. Shi, but may be due to ancestral origins."

Shi Maohai suddenly asked: "Dad, is the cousin you are talking about the one named in grandpa's will when he passed away?"

Before Mr. Shi's father passed away, he specifically asked him to leave all the Shi family property to a lady with the same surname.

He even had to sell off all the operatic gear he used when he was young and exchange it for money to send over.

Many of his costumes and utensils are no longer visible. Everyone thought he would pass them on to Mr. Shi. Not only the Shi family, but also Mr. Shi's theater fans did not understand his approach.

Mr. Shi himself said nothing and just complied with his father's last wish.

He remembered that he asked his father if the Shi family had ever been favored by his cousin. If so, he should do his part.

My father was so ill that he couldn't speak, but he shook his head vigorously and pulled his sleeves to prevent him from doing so.

Mr. Shi's mother died early, and after his father passed away, no one knew what happened.

"It's her." Mr. Shi said.

Shi Maohai stood up in anger, "At that time, the entire Shi family paid compensation to her. How much money was owed and how many favors were owed, how could they all be paid off? I think she is just greedy and wants to face the consequences." Before he dies, he wants to hit our Shi family one more time and come here to torment my father!"

"Mao Hai! Be careful what you say!" Mr. Shi scolded sternly.

After all, she is an elder of the Shi family. Although Mr. Shi is puzzled, he respects her very much.

"Some debts cannot be repaid no matter how much money you give." Chu Yao said leisurely.

Shi Maohai carried Mr. Shi into the car. After the three of them arrived at the hospital, Shi Maohai went to borrow a wheelchair.

Mr. Shi said happily: "Mao Hai has no talent for drama, and he is not smart, but he still has a filial heart."

He looked at Chu Yao and couldn't help but be attracted by the folded paper talisman in her hand, "Does Master Chu have a hobby of origami?"

Don’t all young people like to play games, watch short videos, etc. They are worthy of being experts in the world, and their hobbies are all so unique.

Chu Yao smiled and said nothing, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, so fast that Mr. Shi couldn't see clearly.

After a while, she opened her palm, and a yellow butterfly was sitting on it.

The butterfly had no patterns or antennae, but it seemed to be alive, fluttering its wings slightly.

It took off lightly and landed on Mr. Shi's cuff, like a unique decoration, but Mr. Shi could actually feel a ray of breeze.

"Coming, coming." Shi Maohai, sweating profusely, pushed the wheelchair over.

He helped Mr. Shi get into the wheelchair, held the handle of the wheelchair with both hands, and asked, "Master Chu, which ward are we going to now?"

The First Hospital covers a large area, and the inpatient department has several buildings, one with more than 20 floors.

They didn't know what kind of disease Mr. Shi's cousin had. How should they find her?

After saying that, Mr. Shi's wheelchair suddenly started to move on its own!

Shi Maohai was so shocked that he had no choice but to hold on to the handle of the wheelchair. He was almost carried away by the wheelchair and felt that his feet were about to leave the ground several times.

The wheelchair rushed all the way to the nursing home without hitting anyone on the way.

The nursing home is full of elderly people with limited mobility, so a special passage for wheelchairs has been set up. The speed of the wheelchair has slowed down, but it is still finding its way automatically.

Finally, the wheelchair stopped in front of the elevator.

The three of them entered the elevator. Shi Maohai was just about to ask which floor he wanted to go to when he saw a yellow button light up.

If Chu Yao hadn't been by his side, he might have been so scared that he collapsed to the ground.

It would be easier once he knew which floor he was on. Mr. Shi remembered the cousin's name and asked his son to push him to the consultation desk. "Which ward does Shi Xiaorui live in?"

"She lives in 903. Are you her relatives?" The nurse looked a little sad. "Then you should go and see her quickly. She won't survive today."

"What?!" Mr. Shi was stunned.