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

Walking through the passage in front of him, will he see the truth he has been searching for for years?

Chu Mingxiu's breathing was erratic and his heart was beating fast. How could it be such a coincidence that it was Chu Yao who discovered the location of the basement.

"Yaoyao, it's not a coincidence that you came back with Chu Wanying today, right?" He asked with difficulty.

Chu Yao's voice was as steady as ever, "Fifth brother, I know what you are investigating. In fact, you could have told me earlier."

After saying this, Chu Yao suddenly thought that Chu Mingxiu had been hiding it from her, so she was also hiding it from him.

The two of them are indeed brother and sister, and their styles of dealing with people are exactly the same.

"Okay." Chu Mingxiu looked at the seemingly bottomless passage.

He hesitated and asked, "Would it be better for us to call the police?"

If they destroyed some traces of the scene after going down, they would not be able to provide evidence.

"Well..." Chu Yao pondered for a while and said tactfully, "The things below may not be within the scope of police management."

Song Lanruo walked quickly to the edge of the entrance and urged: "Stop dawdling, if you don't go down, I will go down first."

Darkness is a fear for some people, but for Song Lanruo, it is extremely tempting.

Her intuition told her that what was hidden underneath must be fun and exciting.

"Don't join in the fun. We are taking care of family matters. What are you going to do?" Chu Yao said calmly.

If Chu Wanying really heard this, she would secretly hate Chu Yao. However, Song Lanruo didn't care, they were indeed not related.

But she was just curious. She folded her arms and said in a very provocative tone, "My legs are on me. If you don't tell me, I can..."

A sudden wave of sleepiness hit her. Her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, so she leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

"Newly researched, it has no side effects on the body." Chu Yao pointed to the talisman on Song Lanruo's body.

Chu Mingxiu was obviously in a heavy mood. He nodded slightly and said, "Let's go down."

He walked in front. Chu Yao wanted to say that there was no danger down there, but in the end he followed him silently.

There are lights on the walls on both sides, which seem to be on all year round. I don’t know how often Chu Boting came down before.

The stairs were not long, and they reached the ground floor in two minutes.

Chu Mingxiu took a sniff and found that in addition to the dusty smell and the musty smell of constant ventilation, there was also a fishy smell.

He had been pampered since he was a child and had never been to a place like a slaughterhouse, but he clearly remembered that once during filming, in order to create an atmosphere, the director deliberately did not use plasma as a prop, but instead went to the vegetable market and bought several large bags of pig blood.

The fresh pig's blood was splashed on the ground. It was somewhat similar to the fishy smell he smelled now, but also slightly different.

"It's actually so big down there." Chu Mingxiu said in surprise. This size can no longer be called a "basement", but more like a palace.

He has lived in the Chu family villa for so many years, who would have thought that there is a shocking secret hidden underground.

The marble slabs were engraved with unknown patterns, and in the empty silence, the footsteps of the two of them seemed particularly clear.

Chu Yao thought to himself that this should be a sacrificial hall. If it was not big enough, the sacrificial ceremony would not be possible.

They walked through the hall, which led to a long corridor.

Two blue-black gargoyles hang on the wall at the entrance, each holding a tilted pot in their hands, which is continuously flowing out a thin line of red liquid.

The fishy smell that Chu Mingxiu smelled came from here. The strange thing was that Chu Boting had not been to the basement in the past three months, and the blood was actually fresh.

The blood fell into the tracks on both sides of the floor, and two red lines gradually extended, seeming to guide them.

At the end of the corridor, there stood a locked door, and there was a small room next to it.

"Shall we go to the next room first?" Chu Yao suggested.

"Yes." Chu Mingxiu reached out and opened the door. The room was decorated in a completely different style from the entire underground palace. It was a very ordinary study.

On the table were a notebook and several pens, as well as a teacup without water.

Chu Yao took the note first and read it. Her brows wrinkled tighter and tighter. It could be said that this note was what Chu Mingxiu was looking for.

"Is it Dad's note? What's written on it?" Chu Mingxiu asked.

She didn't speak, and after flipping through the notes roughly a few times, she handed the notes to Chu Mingxiu.

Just as Chu Mingxiu was about to open it, Chu Yao suddenly held his hand.

"Fifth brother, if reading the notes can solve your confusion, can you not go to hypnotherapy?" She asked softly.

"You know?" Chu Mingxiu was not too surprised, "Second brother told you."

He looked at the notes in his hand, touched the exquisite book cover with his fingers, and solemnly returned the notes to Chu Yao.

"Yao Yaoyao, you found the basement and you found the notes. You have the right to choose to show it to me or not to show it to me." Chu Mingxiu said calmly, "If you want to read the notes or hypnotize me, I can only choose one. , then I choose the latter.”

Even his stubbornness was exactly the same as hers, what else could Chu Yao say.

"I just don't want you to be in pain."

The damage this incident caused him was enough to trigger his self-protection mechanism and force him to lose his memory.

If he thought about it again, could Chu Mingxiu really be able to bear it?

Humans are not machines that can be repaired if they break, they are more like glass products.

Broken, although it can be put back together, the cracks will always remain.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, brother doesn't want to embarrass you." Chu Mingxiu's voice was as gentle as ever, "Don't worry, this is not the first time I have made a choice. Brother is not that fragile, believe me."

He continued: "When I was a child, I saw a rose blooming in the garden. It was beautiful, half pink and half white, with layers of petals."

"I want to pick it off, but my mother told me that the rose has a lot of thorns, so it's best to let the gardener cut it off and remove the thorns before giving it to me."

"But I didn't want to. The first time I reached out to pick it, I didn't pick it. I grabbed the rose stalk."

"That rose did have a lot of thorns. My palms were bleeding and painful, but that was a rose I picked with my own hands."

Chu Yao sighed, knowing that she couldn't persuade him.

"If I was afraid of pain, I would not go to film school or choose to be an actor." Chu Mingxiu said with a smile.

Chu Boting didn't allow him to learn acting. He thought he was embarrassing the Chu family in the entertainment industry, so he whipped him all night, but he didn't say a word.

"If I can change my mind easily, I can live a happy life, I can live in a dream every day, I can be an ignorant second-generation ancestor, and I can even be anyone in the world."

"But that's not me, not Chu Mingxiu. You understand me, Yaoyao."

"I would rather live in pain than spend my whole life in confusion."

With a determined look in his eyes, he repeated it word for word.

"I'd rather be miserable."