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

It can clone, teleport, and confuse people's minds.

Chu Yao silently remembered the little girl's characteristics, and she was a little concerned about the first question the little girl asked Mu Yiting.

"Do you think you're a good person?"

Ghosts enjoy tormenting people and usually don't care whether a person is good or bad.

Unless this ghost is extremely righteous and thinks that everything she does is punishing bad people.

When facing a good person like Teacher Gao, she would choose another way - to lure him into making a deal with her.

She didn't ask for much. An arm in exchange for the life of her enemy sounded like a good deal.

Chu Yao speculated that the reason why she wanted Teacher Gao's left arm was to maintain her own survival.

She is different from other ghosts Chu Yao has seen. Ghosts have no entity, but she does. She lives on a group of flies.

Perhaps flies are the source of her power. As long as there are enough flies, her power will increase infinitely.

"By the way, do you still have that talisman of yours?" Mu Yiting asked guiltily.

She hid important things from Chu Yao, but she had to ask for the talisman.

Chu Yao took out three exorcism charms and said, "These are for you, but you have to remember that this thing is only useful if it is kept by your side. It is best to wear it with you."

"Yeah, yeah! I must remember!" Mu Yiting nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She should wear one with her, put one in her bag, and put one on her bedside!

The driver gave them both a strange look. Young people are so superstitious now. No wonder his daughter went to Wenchang Temple to kneel down every time before taking an exam.

The two got off the bus at different destinations. The dormitory was empty at this moment, so Chu Yao calmed down and drew the talismans he often used.

Although she can now make talismans in the void, she consumes a lot of spiritual energy at one time. Even if she can use the spiritual energy at will, the surrounding spiritual energy is limited.

Reiki is like an endless river. If too much is consumed in a short period of time, it will dry up.

Based on her current understanding of the ghost, what was needed was not a powerful talisman, but victory through numbers.

Flies are not like jackals, tigers and leopards, but once the number increases, they can still annoy people.

Chu Yao painted for a whole afternoon. She stretched and it was almost time for the appointment with Yu Weiguo, so she went out again.

After only half a day, Yu Weiguo's wounds worsened a lot, and he looked extremely haggard.

"Classmate Chu Yao, let me get straight to the point. This is what you want."

There is a stack of documents on the table, which is the transfer contract of the restaurant.

Chu Yao signed his name neatly, and Yu Weiguo asked hesitantly: "Don't you take a look at the contract? Aren't you afraid that I will cheat you?"

"Mr. Yu is joking, I am the only one who can solve your problem. If it were me, I wouldn't dare to play tricks at all." Chu Yao said with a smile.

"You're right." Yu Weiguo was quite frustrated.

He considered himself a successful businessman, but he never imagined that one day he would not even be able to save his life.

He spoke again: "Let's not chat. Just tell me what you need me to do. I will definitely cooperate."

Chu Yao took out a spirit-gathering talisman, burned the talisman to ashes in front of Yu Weiguo, and then put it into his water glass.

"Drink it," she said simply.

In fact, she had a better solution, but she wanted to see Yu Weiguo's sincerity.

If the other party can't trust her 100%, then Yu Weiguo is not worth her wasting a lot of spiritual energy.

"This..." Yu Weiguo was stunned.

He thought that Chu Yao would be like an outsider and bring out a pill and ask him to take it.

Who would have thought that her method was very different from the goddess Yu Weiguo had seen in his hometown.

Can this seemingly unskilled operation really make him feel better?

But he knew that he had no choice, so he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

The smell of Fu Shui was choking and strange, like swallowing a handful of incense ash alive, or chewing a piece of tough cowhide.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

This was definitely the worst glass of water he had ever drunk in his life. Not only that, every time he swallowed, the water poured into his body was like a blade, cutting open his internal organs.

He even suspected that what he drank was not a cup of tea, but alcohol with a concentration of over 90%.

But the more painful it is, the happier Yu Weiguo is.

From the time the first spot appeared on his body, he no longer felt pain.

The rotten wounds were increasing day by day, but he was like an old corpse, without any feeling.

He could only watch himself step by step towards death. In other words, he had been "waiting to die" during this period.

"Thank you, I feel...much better." Yu Weiguo broke into a sweat in pain. He rarely felt so embarrassed.

"You don't think this is the end, do you?" Chu Yao handed over an envelope he had prepared.

Four-fifths of the talismans she drew in the afternoon were inside. Yu Weiguo's degree of corruption was too high to solve the problem at once.

However, these talismans no longer need to be burned to ashes and soaked in water to drink, but can be used externally. The disadvantage is that it is very painful when used, which is equivalent to surgery without anesthesia.

If it is a weak-willed person, or someone who does not trust Chu Yao, they will stop using it once or twice, and these talismans will not have a therapeutic effect.

But judging from Yu Weiguo's performance just now, he is not this kind of person.

Seeing that Yu Weiguo's expression softened, Chu Yao asked, "Why did you choose Yang Jinghan as your marriage partner in the first place?"

"She..." Yu Weiguo recalled for a moment, "She cooks very well."

Yu Weiguo's main businesses are chain restaurants and food processing, so he has developed a picky tongue.

There are many healthy women. No matter how many advantages Yang Jinghan has, youth and beauty... they are not what Yu Weiguo needs most.

What really impressed him was Yang Jinghan's excellent cooking skills. Yu Weiguo could say that none of the senior chefs with forty or fifty years of experience in his shop were as good as her.

Yu Weiguo suddenly noticed something strange.

First, Yang Jinghan's craftsmanship is so good. If she opens a restaurant by herself, the business will be very prosperous.

But she didn't, and instead chose to work as an administrator in a private company.

Secondly, in Yu Weiguo's impression, Yang Jinghan only cooked for herself.

His parents died early, and they always accompanied Yang Jinghan back to her parents' home during the New Year and holidays. Yang Jinghan never cooked a single meal at home.

This is a bit strange. Yu Weiguo thought that his parents loved their daughter, so they didn't let her cook.

Thinking about it now, "Could it be that there was something in the food cooked by Yang Jinghan?" Yu Weiguo blurted out.