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

Ji Yuwei's eyes glazed over, holding the teacup in her hand, speechless.

Ji Shaocheng would visit several Feng Shui masters during holidays and holidays, and would also give generous gifts.

At that time, she didn't understand what Ji Shaocheng was afraid of. She was so afraid that she would take risks and leave an excuse for herself.

You know, when you are in a high position, you must be very cautious in your words and deeds, otherwise, the slightest mistake will make him shattered to pieces.

Ji Yuwei didn't understand until today that it was not someone who wanted to harm him, but that he had done too many bad things and was afraid of retribution.

Those masters were indeed quite capable, and they kept him safe and sound for decades, and he never got seriously ill once.

After a while, she said lonelyly: "Thank you for telling me so much. I believe what you said, but just pretend you don't know anything, okay?"

Chu Yao met her pleading eyes and asked, "Why? Don't you want to live?"

"I……"

Who doesn't want to live?

But her life is already so gloomy, so there is no need to drag others down with her.

Ji Yuwei raised her eyes and looked at Chu Yao. She and this school girl had known each other for a short time, but they felt like old friends at the first sight.

She is only eighteen years old. She is so young, her family is well-off, and she is good at Feng Shui and mystical arts. She must have a bright future in the future.

Ji Yuwei doesn't want to see others suffer disasters because of her. She doesn't deserve it.

"Senior sister, do you want to hear about my past?" Chu Yao smiled indifferently, "A year ago, I was persecuted like you, even kidnapped, taken to the wilderness and buried alive. I have never been lucky. People also have many disasters in their lives. But I believe that even if destiny is destiny, my life is under my control."

"Don't try to persuade me, I understand your good intentions." Ji Yuwei looked bitter, "But, but you can't defeat them at all! Junior sister, I don't want to pour cold water on you, but what kind of person is my father? It couldn’t be clearer.”

Ji Shaocheng climbed to his current position, how could he be a soft-hearted person?

He has never failed in what he wants to accomplish, and he has to fight for and grab the goal he wants to achieve at all costs.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Chu Yao said, "Well, I'll make a bet with you. Within one day, your father will suffer a bloody disaster. If it comes true, will you believe me?"

"Okay." Ji Yuwei nodded and asked worriedly, "Are you... not going to do something or something? Don't let it affect yourself for my sake."

She has seen some movies where Feng Shui masters do things to harm people, but they end up not doing well in the end.

Moreover, the Feng Shui masters Ji Shaocheng had close friendship with were not just freeloaders. They cared more about his life than Ji Shaocheng himself.

Therefore, Ji Yuwei didn't have high hopes. Although she agreed to Chu Yao, she was already destined not to fulfill her bet with her.

If Chu Yao could make Ji Shaocheng suffer a little, she would be very grateful. She didn't need Chu Yao to do anything more for her.

"You're overthinking, senior, I won't do anything to harm anyone." Chu Yao said with a smile, "Also, just take back what senior brought."

"Ah?" Ji Yuwei was stunned. How could he get back what he gave away?

"I haven't even done anything to help you, how can I accept your things?" Chu Yao smiled.

Ji Yuwei blinked, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Sister, you want to help me, but I don't accept your kindness. Besides, you also told me a lot of things. These things are nothing, you just keep them. , just use it yourself."

"In that case, I'll keep the tea. I rarely use skin care products. As for other things..." Chu Yao glanced at the tobacco and alcohol and joked, "Do you think I look like a smoker and a drinker?"

Ji Yuwei shook her head, not to mention that Feng Shui masters pay attention to health preservation, in her eyes, Chu Yao is just like an outsider who has washed away all his beauty, how can he be contaminated by these mundane things.

Chu Yao handed her another talisman and said, "No merit will be rewarded. Take this talisman and be sure to carry it with you."

Any further refusal would be too much, so Ji Yuwei had no choice but to accept it.

Maybe it was a psychological effect, but Ji Yuwei always felt that the thin talisman paper was slightly warm, as if it was consuming energy to protect her.

This is not her whim, but Chu Yao added a seal to the talisman, which will make those who want to harm Ji Yuwei suffer the consequences.

When she returned home, a magnolia in the courtyard happened to fall on Ji Yuwei's head, announcing that spring was coming to an end.

Ji Yuwei carefully placed the magnolia in the palm of her hand. It was rare that the petals of this magnolia were intact. It was better to make it into a bookmark, so that it would never wither.

With this idea, Ji Yuwei hurried back to the room. Flowers have a lot of moisture. Unlike leaves, which can be directly sandwiched in books, they must be dried first.

She is very good at handicrafts. Her father did not allow her to do these laborious things before, but when she knew her death date, everything was not so important.

At the moment, she just does what she wants to do.

The carving knife cuts through the dried petals to separate different colors, and then embellishes them with the flowers she collected before, and a smart butterfly appears on the paper.

It briefly stops at someone's fingertips, and soon flies away again.

Ji Yuwei doesn't know whether she is the butterfly who longs for freedom, or the one who wants to keep the butterfly?

The final step in making a bookmark is to mold it.

She put the bookmark into the laminating machine, and suddenly there was a loud noise outside the room, even mixed with screaming and crying.

She turned a deaf ear and was still busy with what she was doing until someone knocked open her door.

"Yuwei, it's not good, it's not good! Come on!"

The person who came was his father's secretary. Without saying a word, he grabbed Ji Yuwei and walked outside.

"Wait." Ji Yuwei actually shook him off and said unhurriedly, "Tell me, what happened? I still have things to do."

"You--" The secretary was very surprised. Ji Yuwei was always submissive. She never got angry when others bullied her. Why did she suddenly lose her temper today?

He asked angrily: "What is more important than your father? Why are you so ignorant of priorities? Do you know-"

Did it come true so quickly?

Ji Yuwei smiled nonchalantly and used a slender spear to attack the city wall built with four or five layers of bricks, leaving only minor scratches at most.

It's just a little pain in the flesh, but why is it so panicked?

"What do you know? How can I know if you don't tell me?" Ji Yuwei took the plastic bookmark and walked to the cutting machine.

With a soft click, the excess plastic on the edge was trimmed off perfectly.