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

In the Chu family villa, Chu Boting was enjoying a comfortable massage.

Since the last time the doctor diagnosed him with signs of a stroke, he now pays special attention to maintenance. Not only does he quit smoking and drinking, and eats a light diet, he also hires several Thai masseurs to give him daily massages.

Chu Boting couldn't help laughing when he thought that the house he bought for Chu Yao cost only more than 10 million, which was nearly 10 million saved than the budget.

Moreover, he also heard rumors that the house was haunted. He wondered if that stinky girl Chu Yao would be frightened if she lived there.

He kindly paved the way for her to become the third young mistress of the Ji family and enjoy the glory and wealth. Unfortunately, she didn't appreciate it and even threatened herself with surveillance.

Then don't blame him for using some means to educate his daughter.

Thinking of Chu Yao's merciless behavior at the banquet that day, Chu Boting sneered. Sure enough, he grew up in the countryside and was not at all on the stage. He was not as noble as Yingying who he had carefully cultivated.

When the time comes, Yingying will marry into the Pei family, and she will become the mistress of the Pei family. With the Pei family's help, will the Chu family be able to soar into the sky?

"Mr. Chu, it's time to turn over." The masseur's voice came from behind, but Chu Boting's voice sounded a bit feminine. Wasn't he hiring a masseur?

He turned over and saw a eunuch holding a long knife with blood and tears on his face, smiling sinisterly at him.

Chu Boting was so frightened that he didn't care that he had no clothes and ran directly towards the door. The eunuch behind him followed him leisurely.

In just a few meters, he ran for about ten minutes, always just a little short of the goal.

Seeing that the eunuch was about to catch up with him with a knife, he suddenly flew forward, struggled to open the door, and rushed out.

Chu Boting was panting and wanted to ask the housekeeper to bring him some clothes, but found that he was not in his villa at all, but in an antique banquet hall.

The people attending the banquet were not human beings. They were all ghosts with miserable deaths. They walked toward Chu Boting with a grin. Chu Boting was so frightened that he was sweating, but he could not move...

The next day, Chu Mingcheng found Chu Boting without any clothes on the stairwell on the second floor. He closed his eyes tightly, trembling, and kept shouting "Don't come here" and "Help" indiscriminately.

Chu Mingcheng was confused and looked at Chu Boting as if he was possessed by a demon. However, he still adhered to his filial piety and good son's style and called the family doctor.

After the doctor finished the examination, he shook his head regretfully and said, "I told Mr. Chu before that he must maintain a good attitude and not be overjoyed or sad, or overly angry. Judging from the current examination results, Mr. Chu should have suffered a stroke. ”

After Chu Boting heard the doctor's words, he struggled to speak, but found that after trying for a long time, he couldn't say a word!

"Aphasia is also one of the early symptoms. We will try our best to formulate a medical plan for Mr. Chu." Upon seeing this, the doctor added.

Aphasia is also one of the early symptoms!

Chu Boting hammered the bed angrily. Will he have other symptoms in the future?

Seeing the nurse who was holding the porridge by the bed and preparing to feed him, Chu Boting was furious. He raised his hand and knocked the porridge to the ground. The hot rice porridge spilled all over the nurse, and she ran out of the ward screaming. .

Chu Mingcheng frowned. What happened to his father recently? He always seemed to be particularly irritable and irritable.

After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, Chu Boting was finally able to speak. He said angrily: "Ming Cheng, go and get the medicine from the bed and bedside in Dad's bedroom..."

In just one sentence, he seemed to have used all his strength, and after finishing speaking, he lay down heavily on the bed.

Chu Mingcheng hurriedly opened the drawer of the bedside table and found a simple small box in the corner. As soon as Chu Mingcheng put his hand on it, he felt a bone-chilling chill.

He didn't have time to think about it, and opened the box. Inside was a bright red pill, which looked very strange.

Before Chu Boting could put the pill to his mouth, he snatched it and swallowed it.

After a while, Chu Boting's face gradually returned to its rosy state, and he became more energetic. He even had the strength to get out of bed and drink water himself.

This scene left Chu Mingcheng stunned, but he knew that he shouldn't ask more about his father's secrets, lest he get angry and get angry.

On the other side, Feng Chime, who scared Chu Boting half to death, came back to claim credit. Chu Yao prepared various incense candles for her. She tasted them out of curiosity and found that she could really taste them.

"It's amazing. I haven't eaten delicious food in a long, long time!" Feng Ling happily tasted it, "This yellow one is delicious, and this lotus-shaped one is also good. Hmm... This red one is not good, the taste is too ordinary. .”

After finishing all the scented candles in one go, Feng Chime slumped down on the sofa in a daze and said, "Why, why am I a little... hiccupped? I'm a little dizzy."

As she spoke, she couldn't stop hiccupping.

Chu Yao laughed. These incense sticks were bought for her to eat slowly. Unexpectedly, she ate them all without paying attention.

"You've eaten too much and can't digest it yet. It's better to go back to the memorial tablet and take a rest." Chu Yao said with a smile.

"Ugh... I just came out for a short while, why do I have to go back again." Feng Ling said a little aggrievedly, "Then I will sleep for a while, and when I wake up, you must take me out to play!"

Seeing Chu Yao nodding in agreement, she reluctantly floated back to the memorial tablet.

Imperial City Mental Hospital.

Wang Suzhen was just sent in yesterday. She was crazy. She didn't answer anything the doctor asked her.

The head nurse was afraid that she would attack other patients, so she locked her to the bed.

"Wang Suzhen."

Wang Suzhen raised her head blankly. In front of her was a woman in black robe. She said in a sarcastic tone: "I asked you to make that girl into a ghost king, but you didn't succeed. You are such a waste!"

Aunt Wang shook her head blankly and said, "I don't know... I don't know..."

"Humph, it's just that you haven't taken medicine for a few days, and you've become like this. You're deteriorating very quickly." She stretched out her left hand, clasped it on Wang Suzhen's forehead like a claw, and said, "In that case, You’re of no use anymore, so get on your way as soon as possible.”

A beam of blood-red light shone from her palm and penetrated directly into Wang Suzhen's forehead. Wang Suzhen died before she could struggle for a moment.

The woman quietly walked out of the mental hospital. The surveillance seemed to have been interfered with and did not capture any footage of her.

She stretched out her hand to calculate, sneered, and said: "Ha, if it weren't for the fact that that girl has some royal blood and can become a superior ghost king, I wouldn't have spent so much effort... Hey, she has become someone else now. Are there other evil cultivators in the imperial capital?"

"Whether it's an evil cultivator or the sanctimonious hypocrites of the Xuanmen gang, I have accepted this ghost king!"