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

Chu Yao observed Deng Honghua who was kneeling on the ground. His expensive haute couture suit was tightly wrapped around his fat body.

The weather was very hot and his back was wet.

When he established the College of Education, his figure had not yet reached this point. It can be seen that this memory must be after 2007.

It could be seen from the pained expression on his face that he was suffering from a headache.

And there was certainly nothing a regular doctor could do about his headaches.

Because there were a dozen little ghosts squatting on his shoulders, each of them looked like a high school student and were about the same size as a bottle of soda.

Some little ghosts hold a mechanical pencil in their hands. The pencil's lead is not an easily broken lead, but a long steel needle.

They kept pressing the end of the pencil, causing the steel needle to penetrate deeply into Deng Honghua's brain, and then shaking the pencil, causing Deng Honghua to have a splitting headache.

Then, a kid took out a utility knife and cut open Deng Honghua's scalp.

His brain seemed to be exposed to the air, and the imps eagerly took out their spoons and scooped up the delicious food contained in his head.

With these little brats torturing him every moment, it's no wonder he doesn't have a headache.

The old man stroked the top of his head, seemingly not caring whether his palms would be stained with sweat.

"Don't worry, I know that you have made a lot of contributions to us and the world." The old man said kindly, "It's not your fault, it's fate that plays tricks on mankind. Don't worry, I have made arrangements. everything."

"Really?!" Deng Honghua raised his head in disbelief, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably, "Did you really find that place?"

The old man said unhurriedly: "Of course, I will prove that what I promised you was not false. Now, we just lack a small opportunity."

Deng Honghua cried with joy, and his body trembled involuntarily.

After finally controlling his emotions, he hesitated and asked, "Mr. Li, do you still have that medicine here? I accidentally finished it last time."

"Yes." The old man took out a glass bottle from the drawer, which contained some small black capsules.

He thoughtfully warned: "Remember, you can only take this medicine once a day, otherwise there will be serious side effects."

"I know, I will definitely remember it!" Deng Honghua picked up the small bottle and put it into his coat pocket as if it were a treasure.

Chu Yao frowned, could this be the medicine used to treat Deng Honghua's headaches and insomnia?

She stared at those weird little capsules, and suddenly, one of them shook.

What’s inside the capsule is not medicinal powder, but insect eggs!

Each capsule contained more than one insect egg, and the larvae were about to hatch.

As long as Deng Honghua eats these capsules, four or five bugs will breed in his body.

Insects grow very quickly, and it won't take long for them to reproduce in large numbers.

No wonder the old man said he could only eat one pill a day. If he took too much, Deng Honghua's body would completely turn into a petri dish for bugs.

However, according to Chu Yao's understanding of Deng Honghua, he has a strong sense of self, and he is afraid that he will not listen to what others say.

Afterwards, Deng Honghua respectfully presented the briefcase placed on the sofa.

The old man took out the packaged statue and rubbed it fondly. He also did not forget to praise Deng Honghua.

"Very well, you did a great job. When we find the Holy Land, I will give you priority."

Deng Honghua nodded and bowed his thanks again.

It seems that there is a transactional relationship between Deng Honghua and the old man.

Deng Honghua was responsible for paying for the old man's services, and the old man gave him pills and promised to take him to the "Holy Land".

Could it be that the holy land the old man mentioned refers to the head of the dragon vein where they are now?

Deng Honghua thought this was a carefree Garden of Eden, but the fact was completely opposite. This was his burial place and also hell.

On the way home, Deng Honghua kept his hand in his pocket and held the bottle tightly for fear of accidentally losing it.

As soon as he entered the door, he eagerly took out the bottle, grabbed a handful of capsules, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The capsule melted immediately, and the insects broke out of their eggs one after another and quickly rushed into Deng Honghua's head.

As soon as the little devils saw the bugs, they showed extremely disgusted expressions, and no one was willing to continue eating them.

Accordingly, Deng Honghua's headaches have eased a lot.

He collapsed directly on the sofa, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

Unfortunately, this pleasure lasted only a short time. After a while, a huge gurgling sound suddenly came from his belly.

Hungry, so hungry.

Although this medicine is very effective, it will bring unbearable hunger every time after taking it.

Deng Honghua rushed to the refrigerator, where he had already prepared a large amount of food.

He grabbed a tomato and stuffed it into his mouth savagely. He swallowed a tomato as big as a fist in three mouthfuls without chewing it carefully.

But the nagging hunger did not subside in the slightest, so he stuffed all the vegetables in the refrigerator into his mouth.

At this time, he looked like a starving ghost.

Toast bread, ham sausage, chili sauce, canned sardines...all these things were put into his stomach.

Not enough, far from enough.

Deng Honghua tore open the frozen layer, picked up the frozen and hard raw meat, and started to chew on it.

Minced meat and blood flowed all over the floor. He ate until his eyes were scarlet, and he even chewed his own palms.

His body also swelled up visibly to the naked eye, and his abdomen was like a round balloon.

After eating and drinking enough, he didn't have any extra energy, so he actually fell asleep hugging the refrigerator.

The bugs that gathered in his brain began to migrate to his stomach and lay a large number of eggs.

All the food he ate became nutrients for the eggs.

A few minutes later, Deng Honghua woke up from hunger again.

He touched his abdomen in confusion. It was strange that according to the food he prepared, he shouldn't be hungry so quickly.

But hunger prevented him from thinking. He took out his mobile phone and typed a line of words.

"Xiaoguang, go to the nearest supermarket right now and buy more food, including meat, vegetables, and snacks. There is no limit on the price. Hurry!"

Chu Yao skipped a large section of his repeated memories and directly pulled the timeline to when he met Fang Yutang.

In Deng Honghua's memory, the area below Fang Yutang's neck was pitch black, like a shadow.

Only his head and facial features are clear.

"Hello, you are Mr. Deng." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, no longer modest and polite, but more arrogant.

Deng Honghua crossed his legs and held a cigarette in his hand.

He took a few slow breaths and then said: "Yes, I know. Your surname is Fang, and you are a private detective. What's the matter with you looking for me?"

After being ignored like this, Fang Yutang's expression became much more embarrassed.

"Mr. Deng, let me speak frankly." Fang Yutang leaned on the back of the sofa, "I know you have some problems, and I am the person who can solve your problems. As long as I am satisfied with the chips you offer, we Then we can cooperate.”

Deng Honghua sneered. How dare a little-known private detective negotiate terms with him?

He shook out the ashes of his cigarette, said a gentle "hmm", and said, "Let's talk about it first. What do you know?"

"Ross Lee."