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

Chu Yao came very quickly and "accidentally" heard a few words from the people around him.

"Why is that man crying so miserably? He must have been abandoned by his girlfriend?"

"It turns out that this restaurant can ask for so many napkins..."

"It's really strange to come to a restaurant and only cry and not eat."

Chu Mingyou wiped the corners of his red eyes with a tissue and said seriously: "I didn't expect the Mexican taco here to be so spicy, it made me cry."

Chu Yao didn't bother to expose him. He didn't touch a single chopstick of the food on the table, and this was an Italian restaurant. Where did the Mexican food come from?

"Have you eaten?" Chu Mingyou took a sip of lemonade. He didn't want to admit that he cried so hard that his voice became hoarse. "Do you want to ask the waiter to change the table to a new dish?"

"No need." Chu Yao said indifferently. "If you have anything else to say to me, let's find a more convenient place."

Although there are not many people in the restaurant, the privacy is acceptable, but a public place is really not suitable for talking.

Chu Mingyou wanted to ask "how do you know?" When Chu Yao first came in, he suddenly had the idea that he should tell her something related to himself.

Is this the skill of a Feng Shui master?

"Since you two have something to do, I won't bother you two." The woman nodded to Chu Yao and left.

Chu Yao is not worried that she will not be able to find the way. After all, she is a spirit in the mountains and has some magic skills at her disposal.

The two drove to Chu Mingyou's new home. He had previously sold the house where he had lived for a long time in order to prepare an apology gift for Chu Yao. He later moved several times and chose a somewhat remote place.

In the past, he would never have thought that he would choose a dilapidated old house just because it occupied a large enough area.

He likes to paint in an empty studio. It is best if there is nothing around him so that he can create to his heart's content.

"Your..." Chu Mingyou thought for a moment and said, "Should it be called the commission fee? I forwarded it to you. Remember to take a look."

Chu Yao said "oh" lightly, not taking tens of millions seriously.

When entering the community, Chu Mingyou was stopped by the boy at the express station.

"There is your express delivery here, please check it."

Chu Mingyou asked in confusion: "I haven't shopped online recently, and how do you know it's mine?"

"Don't you remember? You said two days ago that a big item would arrive today, and you asked me to remind you when it arrived?" The guy at the express delivery station scratched the back of his head.

Since I have no impression of it, it means it belongs to the earl.

The little brother struggled to move a rectangular object over one meter high from the house. The express delivery note on the front was written with Chu Mingyou's name and mobile phone number.

The little brother asked politely: "Are you sure that the recipient's information belongs to you?"

"It's mine, it's mine, I'm sorry, I was busy and forgot." Chu Mingyou quickly excused himself.

This was not the first time that the count had done this. He painted all night and all night. Many of the paintings were sent out by him. Some seemed to be sold, while others were framed and later repainted. Send it back.

The count rarely spent money, but asked Chu Mingyou to buy some painting materials. Most of the money he earned went into Chu Mingyou's bank account.

Perhaps, it was some compensation from the earl for occupying his body.

Although the works were clearly created by his own hands, Chu Mingyou had never seen those paintings. He didn't even know where the count kept the unsold paintings.

However, it's time for everything to come to an end.

He couldn't let an evil spirit live in his body without even knowing what he was doing.

Chu Mingyou always had the idea of ​​​​"muddling along". As long as the count did not directly hurt him, he was unwilling to face the count, let alone tell Chu Yao.

But after experiencing the embarrassing confession just now, Chu Mingyou suddenly thought about it.

Instead of waiting until the situation becomes irreversible, it is not shameful to put aside your own hidden pride and ask for help from others.

Chu Yao didn't want to accept his apology gift, so he changed the way and found an excuse to give her money. Isn't it the same?

He moved the particularly heavy painting. After walking for a few minutes, he began to feel a little unable to do it, but he still insisted on moving it to the door of his house without saying a word.

"This, this building is..." He gasped, placed the painting next to the door, and opened the fingerprint lock.

After entering the house, Chu Yao immediately felt the strong evil aura. The cold aura seemed to surround the house and seemed to come up from the ground.

She turned her head and asked, "Does your home have a basement?"

"Basement?" Chu Mingyou thought for a while and said, "No, do you feel chilly too? Maybe it's because this place used to be a private clinic, so it's a bit shady?"

He bought this two-story apartment from an old man. The house price was so cheap that it didn't look like it was in the imperial capital.

After he moved here, he heard some rumors from neighbors that "this building is unlucky" and "often haunted", and some said tenants hanged themselves from the balcony.

Chu Mingyou didn't care, he already coexisted with evil spirits, so he was still afraid of ghosts?

"It's not that simple." Chu Yao lowered his eyes slightly, "Let's talk about your business first, and I will look for the basement later."

Chu Mingyou didn't understand why she was so obsessed with the basement, so he had to say: "Okay. Do you think there's anything wrong with me?"

She glanced up and down quickly and asked in disgust: "Are you... out of your mind?"

Chu Mingyou: "..."

"In terms of health, my liver and kidneys are damaged, so stay up less late." Chu Yao was a little impatient. She was a Feng Shui master, not an old Chinese medicine doctor.

"No, look carefully, can't you feel the..." He considered the words on my body, "Ghost? Evil spirit? Let me put it bluntly, after the art exhibition, I was possessed by something I don't know what it was. . He calls himself 'Earl' and has many special abilities."

Like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, he told Chu Yao everything about the earl, but he saw Chu Yao frowning even more tightly.

Chu Yao said slowly: "The time you came to have dinner with me, you had some evil energy on your body. But as far as I can see, there is no second soul in your body now."

"Maybe it's not time. I made an appointment with him to set the limit at eight o'clock in the evening. He won't wake up until after eight o'clock." Chu Mingyou added eagerly.

But after he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

He arrived at the restaurant at around 7:00. He originally wanted to make sure that the woman was not his mother so that he could give up.

But the time he spent talking and the time he spent returning home totaled more than two hours.

It was almost ten o'clock now, but the count did not appear.