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

Before we reached Wenhua Village on the map, the car could no longer move half a meter away.

Chu Yao and Pei Nian took the nearest flight first, and after arriving at the airport, they borrowed an off-road vehicle locally.

However, they still underestimated the difficulty of the journey.

It’s not that the road is rugged and steep, but that the closer we get to Wenhua Village, the more black mud accumulates.

In the end, the mud had covered the chassis of the off-road vehicle, and the two people could only get out and walk.

Pei Nian held the telescope and saw that the entire village of Wenhua Village was covered in black mud, and even only half of the houses were left exposed on the ground.

He couldn't help but ask: "Are there really any living people in this village?"

"Yes." Chu Yao looked at a corner of the village, "The 'Grandma Hua' that Fang Yutang mentioned is still alive."

The bones of various small animals and some blue gravel were piled on the ground. The stone roads originally built in the village that extended in all directions no longer exist, and only telephone poles remain.

When passing by other villagers' houses, the two went in and took a look. Most of the villagers had completely submerged underground.

Only in a few houses could one vaguely see the outline of a head on the ground.

This is the curse of Dragon Vein, and they have no right to interfere.

Pei Nian walked at the front and pushed open the rotten wooden door. He suspected that if he applied any more force, the door would immediately fall apart.

Sitting in the rocking chair is still the old woman without eyeballs. Living in such a village, what does she rely on to make ends meet?

No one knows, maybe, like other villagers, she is already dead.

"Huh?" The old woman made a confused sound in her throat, "No one has come to visit for a long time. I remember... The commission between Mr. Fang and I has not been terminated yet. No one else should come to the village. "

Chu Yao said calmly: "Fang Yutang is dead."

As if the old woman had expected it, there was no surprise on her face.

She fumbled for the upper right corner of the table, where a clock with a wooden shell was inlaid, which could also be called a calendar.

The numbers on it are carved and not very precise, only the year, month, day and hour.

But this is enough for the old woman. She doesn't even need to know the time every few years.

"Three years...well, it's a little longer than I thought." The old woman laughed strangely, "Then why are you here? He is dead, and his other commission has not been completed. Of course, You can also accept this commission."

She turned her face to Chu Yao, as if she still had vision, "I mean, if you don't want to be like him, just leave quickly. You are different from Fang Yutang, especially you, you... No desire."

Chu Yao smiled and asked: "We are all human beings. Who dares to say that he does not have emotions and desires? You should have had the opportunity to escape at the beginning. Why did you choose to return to the village and become the next Granny Hua? Ms. Wen Yatong."

"Is she Wen Yatong? Is she Feng Xueming's wife?" Pei Nian was stunned, "This, is this impossible? Wen Yatong is only fifty years old, she looks..."

Like an octogenarian.

However, Granny Hua was silent. After a long time, she said softly: "I can't escape. Where can I escape? You don't understand. This is the curse of the dragon vein and the sin of Wenjia Village. From our Our ancestors have been prepared for the possibility of being discovered by the dragon veins, just one day earlier, one day later, ten years earlier, ten years later... The things stolen will have to be paid one day."

Pei Nian was stunned for a moment, and then he said cautiously: "I'm sorry, I don't want to reveal your scars, but I want to ask. Is the curse of the dragon vein because your daughter was lost?"

Granny Hua, also known as Wen Yatong, nodded, but then said: "Not exactly, young man, let me tell you a story."

She spoke eloquently.

"If you are the richest person in the world, and your combined assets are thousands of times that of everyone else, it can be said that there is only what you don't want in the world, and there is nothing you can't get."

"One day, your neighbor suddenly cried and told you that he couldn't afford to eat, and the family of five was starving to death."

"You are kind-hearted and gave him a sum of money so that he could maintain food and clothing."

"After a while, he came again, this time because his child was seriously ill and he had no money to pay for medical expenses."

"For them, the sky-high price is just your pocket money to buy a bottle of mineral water. If you throw it on the ground, you won't even look at it."

"Of course you agreed to them. After all, human life is at stake."

"Just like this, your neighbor comes to borrow money every once in a while. He doesn't borrow money very frequently, maybe only once every three to five years."

"The reasons are very good every time, so naturally you won't refuse."

"But one winter, you suddenly hear that your neighbor's house is heated not by heating or air conditioning, but by burning money."

"You thought it was a bit incredible, so you secretly went to his house to take a look, only to find that they had a full banquet for every meal, and whatever was left unfinished was thrown away."

"Their family's money is like waste paper. The servants bring 100 yuan in cash to clean the table, and the children directly tear up the banknotes and play with them. The floors in their house are all made of gold."

"Think about it, you have been deceived for so many years. Instead of cherishing the wealth you gave them, they abandoned it like old shoes and spent extravagantly. How would you feel?"

Chu Yao said: "So Mei...your daughter is just a trigger. She was lost, and she was discovered by Longmai during the flower asking ceremony."

"More than that, you know Feng Xueming, could it be that he sent you here?" Wen Yatong sarcastically said, "Tell him to give up. The curse of the dragon vein cannot be removed. There are more than a hundred people in Wenjia Village. As soon as he was spared. He thought he could solve everything if he had money?"

"He's dead too." Pei Nian replied.

"Oh, that's not surprising. It must be a particularly painful death, right?" Wen Yatong lowered her head, as if there were thousands of waves surging in her heart.

Chu Yao quietly used his mind-reading ability, but what he saw was Feng Xueming and Wen Yatong having a big fight.

Feng Xueming did not tell the truth. It was not that he could not find his wife. On the contrary, Wen Yatong immediately returned to the Feng family after searching for his daughter to no avail.

She forced Feng's mother to tell her daughter's whereabouts, but Feng's mother huddled under the quilt and did not dare to face him.

And this man, who loved his wife deeply, actually told her to stop making trouble, it was just a daughter, and they could just have another child.

It was this man who said he would love and protect her for the rest of his life, but it was also this man who secretly disliked their daughter.

She clearly said that she must cherish this hard-won daughter.

But he promised well, but allowed Feng's mother to point fingers at the mother and daughter.

If he really cared about their daughter and Yuanyuan was not far away from him, how could he not notice her sudden disappearance?

Instead of turning a blind eye, they acquiesced in allowing Feng's mother to take away their daughter, and then tried every means to prevent him from finding her daughter.

When Wen Yatong left, she left five words, "You will regret it."

Whether he regretted it or not, Wen Yatong didn't know. She only knew that her daughter died or was abused to death by her adoptive parents and died in a foreign country.

He also wouldn't know that this child who begged him from the dragon vein would become an extremely terrifying existence once he died unjustly.

She will gain part of the power of the dragon vein, including control of time.

0.24 seconds in the real world is just one day to Feng's mother and Feng Xueming, who are infected with parasites.

The painful half hour before his death actually lasted twenty years.

Moreover, this is not an ordinary two years. Every minute I have to endure the pain of being corroded by neurotoxins in every part of my body.