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

Today is Friday, Chu Yao returned to Ji's house after class.

Gu Yu kept saying that she had lost weight and asked the kitchen to cook four or five more dishes in the evening.

After dinner, Chu Yao took out a final exam paper for senior mathematics at Imperial University and began to test his recent learning results.

Two hours later, she finished answering the test paper carefully, and the final score was 89 points.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

"Please come in." Chu Yao said to the door, and the person who walked in was Ji Jinchen.

He picked up the test paper on Chu Yao's desk and read it carefully. Wen Yan said: "The final test paper of Imperial University is still a bit difficult, and the last question is beyond the scope of the textbook. Your foundation is very good, and your math scores have risen quickly. It’s just that I’m not proficient enough in using Fourier expansion.”

Ji Jinchen was originally worried that Chu Yao High School's educational resources were limited and that college courses would be difficult. However, the scores on the test papers Chu Yao recently sent him were not low, indicating that she had worked hard during this period.

While being pleased with Chu Yao's hard study, Ji Jinchen was also worried about her physical condition.

"You are already making good progress in advanced math studies. You should also pay attention to the balance between work and rest." Ji Jinchen advised, "Have you also read the English novels I recommended to you last time?"

Chu Yao nodded.

She has a unique talent for language learning and a photographic memory. However, the English books recommended by Ji Jinchen are relatively thin, with only twenty or thirty pages each.

Although the first book seems a bit difficult, the reading speed of the next two books picks up quickly, and I can finish reading one in two nights.

"I suggest you try listening to some English novels before going to bed." Ji Jinchen helped her open the listening software on her mobile phone and said, "For example, these books are all familiar fairy tales, and you can think of them when you listen to them. When it comes to the content of the story, it doesn’t sound too strenuous.”

Chu Yao glanced at the "Robinson Crusoe" and "Alice in Wonderland" listed on the software and was a little confused. Is this a fairy tale that he should have heard?

Shouldn't fairy tales be like Kuafu chasing the sun and Nezha making waves in the sea?

She was silent for a moment and said: "This method may not be suitable for me, because I have never heard these stories."

Ji Jinchen was stunned for a moment, and his heart hurt as if he had been stabbed.

He forgot that Chu Yao had lived in the countryside since he was a child, so how could he have heard of these fairy tales that were so familiar abroad?

"Sorry, I..." Ji Jinchen's voice was a little sour.

Chu Yao was always talking and laughing at Ji's house on weekdays, making the entire deserted Ji's house lively.

Ji Jinchen often envied her for being able to easily coax her elders into laughter, unlike himself, who was always taciturn.

But why did he forget that the eighteen-year-old girl in front of him had just experienced the death of a close relative not long ago, was ostracized by her family, and even had to sever ties with her father.

Fate was extremely unfair to her.

"It's okay. I'll tell you these stories later." Ji Jinchen smiled softly and said, "Wait a moment."

He got up and walked out, and when he came back there were several yellowed fairy tale books in his hands.

"These are fairy tale books from my childhood. Which one do you want to listen to first?" Ji Jinchen lined up the fairy tale books and asked.

Chu Yao was confused. She hadn't understood why Ji Jinchen suddenly showed a guilty expression.

Although she had never heard of modern foreign fairy tales, her master would tell her many strange and strange stories when she was a child. The spirits in those stories were so vivid that they seemed to really exist in another magnificent and vast world.

"This one." Chu Yao pointed at a copy of "The Wizard of Oz" because it seemed to be the thinnest one.

Ji Jinchen opened the first page of the book, translated the fairy tales in the book into English, and said: "It\u0027s always hot and windy on the prairies in hot sun and the strong wind make everything gray..."

When he speaks English, his voice is different from usual. The standard Oxford accent makes his voice deeper and intoxicating.

Chu Yao felt a tingling sensation in his ears, and his body lying on the bed also relaxed.

At first she tried to translate the story in her mind, but gradually, a wave of sleepiness came over her, and she couldn't control her eyelids from getting heavy.

The story had just begun when Chu Yao fell asleep.

Ji Jinchen showed a soft smile. He placed the fairy tale book on Chu Yao's bedside, turned off the light for her, and walked out of her room softly.

Have a good night's sleep.

After going to bed too early last night, Chu Yao woke up and found that Lu Xuan had sent him a message.

Lu Xuan: Master Chu, have you been busy lately? I have a good friend who would like you to help me with Feng Shui. You can decide the price when it is convenient for you.

Chu Yao has not shown Feng Shui to others since he was reborn, and since today is Saturday, he has plenty of time, so he agreed.

After a while, Lu Xuan sent an address.

She knew that Chu Yao didn't like to reveal her address, so she didn't go to pick him up.

Chu Yao took a taxi. The driver's expression changed immediately after hearing the address, and he hesitated and asked: "Little girl, why are you going to the suburbs in broad daylight?"

"I have a friend who lives over there. I'm going to visit." Chu Yao replied calmly.

"That place is deserted, remote and shabby. How can anyone live there?" the driver said, "otherwise, you should check the address again, right?"

"That's the address." Chu Yao turned on his phone again and checked it.

Getting closer to the destination, Chu Yao had some doubts in his heart.

As the driver said, this place is very desolate, with few nearby buildings to be seen.

Some rich people like to buy their houses in the suburbs, but they will also choose a villa area with beautiful scenery for leisure vacation and recuperation.

This place has clear mountains and clear water, but the yin energy is very deep. It is a treasure of Feng Shui for being used as a cemetery, but people who live here will definitely feel restless and wake up in the middle of the night.

Logically speaking, anyone who can say that the price is arbitrary must have some industry at home.

But why do you have to choose such a gloomy place for yourself to live?

After getting out of the car, Chu Yuanyuan looked far away and saw a semi-arched self-built villa standing on a wasteland. The entire villa was painted black and exuded an ominous atmosphere.

The door of the villa is open, but there are still some bright colors inside, filled with blooming flowers.

But Chu Yao took a closer look and saw that the roses and roses planted in the garden were not ordinary ones.

But the yellow and white chrysanthemums used to commemorate the dead!