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

Chu Yao glanced at Pei Nian, and he understood.

He leaned down and said to the children: "Of course my brother won't cheat. Let's play another game. Whoever runs to the small shop first, I will reward him with an Ultraman."

As soon as he finished speaking, several children rushed out, and Pei Nian followed closely behind, walking quickly in the direction in which they were running.

Since you won't be able to get rid of them for a while, it's better to think of a way to buy them snacks early.

Chu Yao came to the courtyard of 106 alone. The door was locked, and she could not force her way into the house.

The head of the household, "Uncle Liang," must be a bad person if he can buy and sell people.

If he settles his losses first, he won't be able to save Xiao Meng Yuan.

She walked around to the back door of 106, and the door that was originally closed suddenly opened.

When she crossed the threshold, she clearly felt a chill.

Only a ghost who had killed dozens of people at least would have such ferocious evil aura.

Could it be that Zhang Tianen has been following Zhu Mengyuan since his death?

Chu Yao was thinking while looking for Zhu Mengyuan who was tied up.

She first looked inside the house with her heavenly eyes, but there was no sign of the little girl inside.

The house has one living room and two rooms. There is a TV and a scooter in the living room. It can be seen that the conditions of this house are not bad.

The two bedrooms belong to the owner "Uncle Liang" and his son respectively, leaving no space for Xiao Mengyuan.

Suddenly, a sycamore leaf fell and covered Chu Yao's eyes.

She just raised her hand to take off the leaf, but the leaf floated away on its own.

At this moment, Chu Yao was even more sure that there must be a fierce ghost nearby, but he had no ill intentions, but wanted to lead the way for him.

Perhaps out of the natural fear of Feng Shui masters, the evil ghost did not dare to show up and kept hiding from him.

Chu Yao followed the direction of the floating leaves and came to the cowshed behind the house.

A young figure was squatting by the pool, vigorously scrubbing dirty clothes.

She was so short that the pile of clothes in the basin was almost taller than her.

There are very few children of her age who are not literate in school, are pampered by their parents when they return home, and can do housework.

But just by looking at the marks on her body, Chu Yao knew that she must have endless work to do during the day.

Given the conditions of Uncle Liang's family, he would rather spend thousands of yuan on a TV and a skateboard for his precious son than buy a washing machine worth several hundred yuan.

Zhu Mengyuan was too involved in washing. She used her scarred hands to lather each piece of clothing, and then washed it vigorously in clean water.

Repeat this three or four times until there is no foam left, and the piece of clothing is considered finished.

Chu Yao was worried that he would scare her if he suddenly spoke, so he patted her shoulder first.

Zhu Mengyuan turned her head and stared at her blankly for a while, then continued busy with her work.

"Little sister, please take a rest first." Chu Yao patiently squatted next to her, "Can you tell my sister that your name is Zhu Mengyuan?"

She said "Yeah" quietly, but her movements didn't stop at all.

Chu Yao added: "The sun is so strong now. If you wash clothes here, you will suffer from heatstroke. Sister, help you and tell your adults to wash them later, okay?"

"It's hot and sweaty, and it will be too late later." Zhu Mengyuan whispered.

Her voice was hoarse because she didn't drink much water, and it felt like a razor blade was cutting her throat when she spoke.

She could only say as few words as possible.

What Zhu Mengyuan meant was that the weather was hot now. Uncle Liang and his family went out to work, and their clothes were wet with sweat, so they had to change clothes.

She had to finish the laundry before they got home.

The sun was at its most intense at two or three in the afternoon, and Zhu Mengyuan's face was already red from the sun.

Uncle Liang and the others could still find a place to rest, but she didn't have any shade to escape the heat.

"Then stand back a little, and my sister will help you wash it."

Zhu Mengyuan took a few steps back in confusion. She saw dirty clothes one after another, and she "jumped" into the pool on her own initiative. The soap lathered each piece of clothes.

Immediately afterwards, the water in the pool rose rapidly, and stopped when it reached one-half.

A small whirlpool appeared in the middle of the pool, and the clothes were spinning at a constant speed, and they were washed quickly.

Chu Yao waved his fingers, as if an invisible big hand appeared, wrung out each piece of clothing, and then hung it neatly on the clothesline.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mengyuan was stunned. She couldn't help but pull Chu Yao's sleeves and asked enviously: "Sister, can you do magic? Can you leave it to me? I want to learn it too!"

Chu Yao laughed. Her magic was too overqualified for washing clothes.

She took out her water bottle from her backpack and handed it to Zhu Mengyuan, asking her to drink some water first to avoid heat stroke.

"Sister will be even more powerful. However, sister has finished washing your clothes. Can you do me a favor?" Chu Yao asked softly.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Mengyuan's face showed a sad expression.

She looked towards the ground and said softly: "But, I can only wash clothes, I can't do anything else, and I have no money."

Chu Yao hurriedly said: "Sister, I don't need you to do anything. You just need to tell me, who caused the injury on your arm?"

Zhu Mengyuan's face was intact, but there were bruises and bruises on her arms and legs.

"Yes...it's mom." Zhu Mengyuan pursed her lips, "It's not my fault, it's my fault..."

In order to prove that what he said was true, Zhu Mengyuan pointed to his wounds and counted them.

"Here, it's because I went to the toilet and woke up my mother from her nap."

"Here, that day, I didn't eat well, and there was a big plate of beans left at home."

"And here, when you mention dad, mom will be sad, but I miss dad so much..."

She was still young and didn't know that it was human nature to go to the bathroom and eat. She didn't know that she shouldn't be responsible for these mistakes, and she didn't know that her biological mother was just looking for an excuse to vent her anger on her.

Suddenly, Zhu Mengyuan felt a cool feeling on her arm, as if a breeze was caressing her skin, and even the wound gradually became less painful.

The scars caused by deep wounds that were not treated in time were slowly fading away. She didn't know what this strange sister was doing. She only knew that her body was no longer ugly.

When she was still in the imperial capital, children often called her "ugly".

They said her wounds looked like centipedes and caterpillars, and that only disobedient children would be beaten.

Therefore, they are not willing to play with themselves, and their parents are afraid that they will lead them bad.

Because she was afraid of being seen by others, she no longer dared to wear a beautiful dress. Even if she had prickly heat, she would wear long sleeves and long pants.

The breeze took away Zhu Mengyuan's pain and blew away the haze and dark clouds in her heart.

Finally, it turned into a few raindrops and fell on the back of Chu Yao's hand.