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

"It was last month, today last month..." Teacher Gao swallowed and said slowly.

Teacher Gao has a hobby, which is to visit museums, ancient tombs, and historical sites in various places.

He heard that in the newly opened shopping mall, there will be a small exhibition held by an antique enthusiast. No tickets are required, only a questionnaire needs to be filled out.

He filled out the questionnaire. Although the number of antiques in this kind of private exhibition will be much smaller than that in a museum, sometimes you can see some small and unique cultural relics and have the opportunity to hear the stories behind them. It is well worth a visit.

It didn’t take long for Teacher Gao to receive an invitation to the exhibition.

He remembered clearly that there were not many people visiting that day, and there were only seven or eight of them including him.

However, the location of the exhibition was very remote. It was in a dark corner of the shopping mall. As soon as he entered, he felt a gust of cold wind.

Teacher Gao didn't think much, but was immersed in appreciation.

Next to each cultural relic, a display board is erected, introducing the origin of the cultural relic and some interesting facts in detail.

It can be seen that the organizer of the exhibition is a wealthy businessman with strong financial resources. His collection of cultural relics spans ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and they are all rare and rare treasures.

He donated some ancient cultural relics to the country. On display this time are replicas of those cultural relics. Visitors can also touch some of the replicas to feel the charm of the cultural relics.

Unknowingly, Teacher Gao walked into a small, deserted exhibition hall. The exhibition hall was only seven or eight square meters. Except for a glass display cabinet in the middle, the rest of the place was empty.

"It was extremely cold in that small exhibition hall. I even wore a thick coat, but I was still shivering from the cold." Teacher Gao spoke faster, "The strangest thing is that the things on display in the glass showcase are not An ordinary cultural relic, but a huge wooden box.”

He thought the staff had misplaced the items or forgot to remove the outer packaging.

When he was about to leave, he heard a "pop" sound and the baffle of the wooden box fell down.

A "statue" with its back to him was revealed, with a length and width of more than one meter and a height of three meters.

He originally thought it was a Buddha statue, but after walking around to the front of the statue, he was a little unsure.

The statue is in the shape of a woman. She looks very young, only twelve or thirteen years old. She is thin and thin. You can even see the obviously raised collarbone, and her skin shows a strange green color.

The woman has four arms. The upper left arm is slightly raised, the right arm is stretched forward, and the lower two arms are placed on the legs, forming a demure sitting posture.

One reason why Teacher Gao thinks it is not a Buddha statue is that the Buddha usually sits cross-legged, while the woman's legs are hanging down, which is no different from a normal person sitting on a chair.

The moment he saw the statue, Teacher Gao was deeply attracted.

He couldn't help but want to get closer to the statue, so that his face was pressed against the glass display case.

The next second, he almost thought he was hallucinating. He saw the statue's mouth moving.

"Do you have a long-cherished wish?"

Long-cherished wish?

Teacher Gao's eyes were confused. No matter how carefree he behaved in school, he was still a human being, and people must have desires.

An arrogant and domineering face quickly appeared in his mind. It was his colleague, a man about the same age as him, but he was very successful.

He remembered that when he was in college, he worked hard and studied hard before he got the first place in his grade. And that person only had to say a few sweet words, and the teacher would give him a backdoor.

The graduate school quota is obviously his, so why can he take it away without any effort?

Just because he can flatter the dean's daughter and make her dizzy?

Unfortunately, he and that person were still graduate students under the same supervisor.

No matter how well he does or how hard he works, the instructor will only say lightly, this time you and Xiao Du will be together.

"Co-author" means that two people jointly serve as the first authors of the paper.

Later, Teacher Gao stayed at the school to teach. Ten years later, he was just an ordinary associate professor.

After that man married the dean's daughter, he became even more prosperous and became a high-ranking official with a lot of leisure and money.

He doesn't accept it, but what if he doesn't accept it?

"I want Du Yutang to be demoted!" he shouted angrily.

"Demotion?"

He heard a contemptuous laugh, and the humiliation of being looked down upon came to his heart again. Indeed, demotion was too cheap for that guy.

Even if he is demoted, the wealth Du Yutang has accumulated over the years is enough for him to live happily for the rest of his life.

"I want him..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden chill in his ears, and he seemed to hear Du Yutang's voice laughing at him behind him.

"Isn't this our 'high' student? He stays up late every day studying hard in the dormitory. What are you pretending to be? The final postgraduate quota is not mine."

"Oh, I have the best relationship with Xiao Gao. We were roommates in college. I believe he will help me a lot."

"Gao, why haven't you written my graduation thesis yet? When the dean finds out, I won't be able to say anything good to you."

"Teacher Gao is evaluating associate professors recently? You should have told me earlier. We have been classmates for so many years. I can solve it for you in just one sentence."

"Xiao Gao, why aren't you married yet? You're already old enough, so don't be picky."

Teacher Gao's eyes were red, bloodshot eyes were instantly covered with white eyes, and they were so red that they were about to bleed.

"I want Du Yutang's wife and children to be separated. It's not...not enough..."

"I want him to die! I want him to be terminally ill and tortured in the ward every day, worse than death; I want him to watch his wife remarry, but he can only be paralyzed in bed and become a waste; I want him to be covered in blood Covered with maggots, in unbearable pain, and finally died on the hospital bed, like a piece of garbage!"

A crisp voice came from inside the statue, and she said: "As you wish, then you, my loyal believer, what can you offer me?"

"Anything is fine! Take whatever you want. As long as it makes Du Yutang suffer, I'm willing to give anything!"

"Well... very good, half an arm in exchange for a life, it should be a good deal for you, right? Hehehe..."

He heard the statue let out a maniacal laugh, as if billions of insects were flapping their wings at the same time, and even the corners of her mouth were raised to a strange angle.

The moment he walked out of the exhibition hall, these memories completely disappeared, and he only recalled them again today.

After Teacher Gao breathed heavily and told all his experiences, he suddenly found that he seemed to be a different person at that time.

The evil thoughts in his heart were infinitely amplified, and he even wanted to curse Du Yutang at the cost of one of his own arms.

Is this still him?

Even if Du Yutang is tortured, divorces his wife, or dies, what benefits will he gain?

A burst of cheerful folk songs sounded, which scared Teacher Gao and almost fell off his chair.

"Sorry, let me answer the phone." Teacher Han said apologetically.

His hearing was not very good, so he turned on the speakerphone directly. After picking up the phone, the sound on the other end was messy.

"Hey, Old Han? Where are you? Go back to school quickly, something happened!"

When Teacher Han heard this, he picked up his bag and started to walk out. He asked, "What's the matter? It's so urgent?"

"The vice-dean of our school's Humanities Department was in a car accident! He was sent to the hospital. You should go back quickly and inform the students in your class. Stop running around and stay in the dormitory all afternoon!"

"Who?" Teacher Han was stunned.

"Oh, who else could it be? Just the vice-dean! Dean Du, Du Yutang!"