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

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Chu Yao walked up calmly.

Standing on the high platform, the expressions of all the students below could be seen at a glance. Some were grateful, some were happy for her, and some lowered their heads in guilt, not daring to look directly at her.

She smiled slightly and began her speech.

The speech prepared by Chu Yao did not contain those impassioned sentences. He simply described the scene at the time and advised the students to learn some emergency evacuation related knowledge.

This was not a passionate speech, but with just the straightforward words, the students could tell that the situation was critical, and Chu Yao was able to remain calm and even put the priority of rescuing his classmates.

At the end of the talk, when there were only five minutes left in the car, the students were even more shocked!

To be fair, how many people can give up the possibility of living for others?

Not only did Chu Yao do it, she also protected the lives of all her classmates!

This is simply a miracle!

Her speech ended, and the audience received endless applause and heartfelt respect.

Chu Yao's counselor took the microphone and said: "Actually, I have heard a lot of rumors during this period. Some classmates spread rumors and slandered Chu Yao because she did not participate in the military training for the first three days. This This is extremely bad behavior!”

"When you were training peacefully at the military training base, classmate Chu Yao was facing a mountain that would collapse in fifteen minutes! When you were training at noon and lying in the dormitory checking your cell phones, classmate Chu Yao was ignoring Save your classmates for your own safety! You think it’s very comfortable to not have to do military training for three days, but if it were you, would you be willing to carry a classmate on your back to escape the disaster scene? "

"Why did the school let these students rest for three days? Because although they survived, the psychological damage caused by the disaster requires psychological counseling! And some of your people even spread rumors that classmate Chu Yao has a backstage in the school? A kind word can warm you up for three winters, but a bad word can hurt someone in six months, classmates!"

"Don't think that the teacher is old and doesn't understand anything. I have also heard about this confession wall incident. I hope that the classmates who made malicious remarks to Chu Yao will apologize to her within three days and promise not to go Make the same mistake again!”

Chu Yao felt warm in his heart. It was indeed Imperial University. It was not only academically ahead of other schools, but also attached great importance to humanistic care.

After getting off the stage, Chu Yao expressed his gratitude to the counselor.

The counselor just patted her on the shoulder to encourage her.

Just now, the counselor's harsh remarks made many students who were discussing just now feel ashamed.

Seven or eight people who had just discussed Chu Yao gathered around and solemnly apologized to Chu Yao.

Some people hid behind the crowd, bowed their heads and left silently.

"What a relief!" Bai Ningle's face was still painted with stage makeup from the group dance, which looked a bit funny.

She turned on her mobile phone and read the bet on the confession wall @林深世见鹿, commenting: Some people's bets should be fulfilled, right? If they can't keep their words, right?

After a while, the Confession Wall sent a new notice: At the request of contributor Lin Shenshi Jianlu, the submission number 2173 was deleted, and submissions from this person will never be accepted in the future.

"This, this, this... why is she like this?" Bai Ningle was stunned and said, "She can't afford it! Come on, Yaoyao, let's go find her."

"It's okay, don't worry about her." Chu Yao smiled slightly, stretched out his fingers and pinched a spell.

Bet her that deleting the submission won't work.

"Yaoyao, are you going home on the weekend? Let's go to my house and play with Coffee!" Bai Ningle suggested, and Coffee was the puppy he met at the military training base.

She knew that Chu Yao was living at her grandfather's friend's house and would go back on weekends.

"No, I have something to do this weekend." Chu Yao shook his head.

"Ah? Okay..." Bai Ningle said listlessly, "Then I'll go home first, bye!"

"Well, goodbye." Chu Yao said goodbye to her and watched Bai Ningle walk towards the school gate.

Chu Yao thought to himself, it's okay, if Bai Ningle is not in school, he won't be attacked by the ghosts.

She returned to her residence in Jiagang City, and after experiencing Bi Yuewu's uninvited visit, Chu Yao set up various formations in her home.

These formations have no effect on ordinary people, but ghosts and Feng Shui masters will get lost in them.

Chu Yao came back this time to get the bronze dagger and wind chime tablets.

Chu Yao was able to kill the Rakshasa Ghost King he encountered last time without any effort.

The evil ghost we will face this time has only killed eight people. He is not even the "Little Ghost King", let alone the Rakshasa Ghost King.

But Chu Yao always had a vague feeling of uneasiness in her heart, so she had to be fully prepared.

She picked up the tablet with the wind chime, made a sword gesture with her right hand, and gently unveiled the talisman on the tablet.

After a gust of wind howled, the wind chime, which had been sleeping for a long time, emerged from the memorial tablet.

She shook her still-sleeping head, moved closer to Chu Yao, and recalled carefully: "You are... Oh, by the way, you are Chu Yao!"

"Wind Chime, long time no see." Chu Yao smiled slightly and said, "I may need your help with something, are you willing?"

"Of course! My waist hurts from sleeping!" The wind chime spun in circles happily, stretched, and asked, "When are you leaving, today?"

Chu Yao shook his head and said, "No, tomorrow."

Saturday.

Chu Yao spent most of the day drawing the talismans. When she saw that the talismans in her hand had gathered into a big pile, she stopped writing with satisfaction.

She put the wind chime tablet and the bronze dagger into her schoolbag, and then returned to school.

An unread message popped up on her phone at an inappropriate time.

Bai Ningle: It's so strange. The counselor asked me to go to the school auditorium now. I don't know what's going on.

Chu Yao frowned. According to Ling Feng's plan, all freshman girls from wealthy families would be gathered in the school auditorium and specially arranged to protect them.

But the counselor specifically called Bai Ningle back to school from home. Would it be counterproductive?

Although the luck that Lou Jingou had given her had greatly changed Bai Ningle's fortune, the bad luck she was born with had not been eliminated.

However, Chu Yao felt relieved when he thought that he and Ling Feng would be stationed outside the auditorium together and the possibility of anything going wrong was extremely low.

Night falls quietly.

The entire Imperial University was in an eerie silence, and even the chirping of cicadas and the sound of wind could not be heard.

Chu Yao and Ling Feng both cheered up and stared at the slowly rising moon.

Suddenly, Ling Feng took a few sniffs and asked, "Did you smell anything? Like... something was lit?"

Is it lit?

That uneasy premonition came quickly again, Chu Yao's eyes darkened slightly, and he took a deep breath.

There is indeed a very subtle smell, hidden in the air, like the lingering fragrance after a candle is lit, or like the ashes after the flame burns out.

The next second, Chu Yao's index finger felt a pinprick-like pain!

"No, something happened to Bai Ningle!" Chu Yao's eyes flashed with disbelief. She immediately pushed open the door of the auditorium and searched for familiar faces inside.

That was the smell of the spontaneous combustion of the talisman she gave Bai Ningle. The talisman was drawn with the essence and blood of her index finger and would sense evil spirits for her.

But she was in the school auditorium, guarded by herself and Ling Feng outside. How could a talisman spontaneously ignite?

"Bai Ningle! Bai Ningle!" Chu Yao shouted her name while quickly moving through the crowd.

What's going on? She couldn't sense where her talisman was at all!

Chu Yao carefully looked at every face in the auditorium. No, not all, but how could there be no? !

Wasn't Bai Ningle called back to school by the counselor?

Ling Feng rushed up and asked eagerly: "Who are you looking for? There is no one named Bai Ningle in the list of girls in the auditorium this time!"