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

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

Police cars surrounded the villa on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and headless female corpses were taken out one after another from the basement of the villa.

"One, two, three...eight, nine, ten, report, a total of ten corpses were found!"

The eight girls who fell from the building before, including Wu Kaiji who died just now, and even Wu Mingda who died more than a month ago.

Looking at the transaction records searched from the safe of the two, Ling Feng frowned and said, "The two brothers actually colluded with the funeral parlor in the imperial capital and spent a lot of money to buy the bodies of the eight girls. Refining the Nine-Headed Ghost Mother,"

He stared closely at Wu Mingda's body. He didn't know what method Wu Kaiji used to dispose of it. Wu Mingda, who had been dead for more than a month, showed no signs of decay and looked like a living person sleeping deeply.

"Wu Kaiji still keeps his brother's body. Could it be that he wants to come back to life?" he asked doubtfully.

Chu Yao shook his head and said: "Maybe. It seems that he still doesn't know that Wu Mingda's soul has completely dissipated due to the influence of the soul locking array."

"Wait a minute." Lingfeng stopped the investigator who was about to carry Wu Mingda's body. He put on his gloves and opened Wu Mingda's eyelids.

Wu Mingda's eyes turned out to be completely white and blind!

"Huh?" Chu Yao came forward. She remembered that He Peilan said that her husband was highly myopic and had to wear glasses.

But for a completely blind person, is it necessary for him to wear glasses?

Moreover, in the photo He Peilan gave her, it was clear that Wu Mingda was not blind more than a month ago.

"What Wu Kaiji said is actually true..." Ling Feng touched his chin, "The Qiming Society is really letting people practice their Heavenly Eyes."

"What do you mean?" Chu Yao frowned.

In her understanding, only a well-known and talented Feng Shui master who has been practicing for many years, and who has great fortune as an opportunity, can cultivate the Heavenly Eye.

People like Wu Mingda, who became a monk halfway and learned heretical cultivation methods, would never be able to cultivate the Heavenly Eye.

Ling Feng slowly said: "We have captured several members of the Qiming Society before, and they explained the Qiming Society's cultivation methods. Miss Chu, you should have heard of the five disadvantages and three deficiencies, right?"

Chu Yao nodded.

The five disadvantages are nothing more than "being widowed, widowed, alone, alone, and disabled" and the three shortcomings, to put it bluntly, are the three shortcomings of "wealth, life, and power".

If a Feng Shui master wants to peek into the secrets of heaven, he will naturally have to pay a price. Five shortcomings and three shortcomings are punishments sent by God.

"The people of the Qiming Society believe in a law. Everyone in Xuanmen is making a deal with the way of heaven. The more you pay, the more you will get. If you want to get the eye of heaven and live as long as the sky, then sacrifice If their own body organs are not enough, they have to give them to their relatives and friends. They believe that only if they have nothing can they receive God's mercy and gifts."

Chu Yao said calmly: "It's nonsense."

While the two were talking, an investigator ran over in a panic.

"Director, we found some... things in the basement, please come and take a look." The investigator said with a strange expression.

"Yes, I understand. Miss Chu, why don't you go and have a look too?" Ling Feng invited.

In the basement of the villa, a putrid smell hit the nose, and the investigator quickly handed over two gas masks.

What came into view was a huge female corpse, the skin of which had been dyed blue-black by the antiseptic paint.

It is enshrined on a high platform like a sculpture, with eight heads placed as tribute below.

Under the high platform, there are three or four cabinets, and the investigators have picked all the locks on them.

Lingfeng opened the cabinet door and found a thick stack of file bags inside.

"It's all about the Qiming Society, including who is in each hall, their magical weapons, abilities, where they live, and even transaction records in recent years." Lingfeng looked at the information, "Can anyone With such detailed information, it seems that the two of them have an unusual status in the Qiming Society..."

It's no wonder that the investigator was flustered. There were many well-known dignitaries and noble families in the imperial capital who were on this book, and there were even some people who were high-ranking officials.

The further back he looked, the darker Ling Feng's face became. Being able to master such detailed information shows the Wu brothers' status in the Qiming Society.

Will they be the "Fifth Master" in the congregation's mouth?

"Miss Chu, here is something about you." Ling Feng's tone was a bit sullen, and even the hand that handed over the folder was trembling.

Chu Yao wondered in his heart, what was recorded in the file that could make Ling Feng, a person who was indifferent to emotions and anger, so angry that his hands were shaking?

She took the folder and it was written in black and white, just a few short sentences.

"On July 20th, the Five Elements Sacrifice Formation, received: Chu Yao's sixty-year fortune, branched: ten years of wealth. Client, Chu Boting."

"July 21, failed, postponed for one year to take effect."

"July 22nd, Yi: Life debt. Client, Chu Boting."

The question that Chu Yao thought about the most after his rebirth was who killed the original Chu Yao.

She had just arrived and had been staying at the Chu family. She rarely went out and it was impossible to make enemies with other people.

In the Chu family, no matter which of Chu Yao's brothers, no matter how much he despises her, he would never kill his own sister.

Even Chu Wanying, who hated Chu Yao very much, still had a thief's heart, but she didn't have the courage.

It turns out that the murderer behind her murder was none other than her long-awaited father.

Ling Feng looked at the girl in front of him. Her eyes were slightly lowered, her eyelashes like crow feathers were trembling slightly, and her eyebrows were as cold as frost that had accumulated for thousands of years.

For the first time, he hated himself for being so stupid that he couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Miss Chu, you..." After a long silence, Ling Feng spoke in a hoarse voice, but was interrupted by Chu Yao.

"The record was written in too much detail, but it exposed flaws." Chu Yao flipped through the documents at the back and said in a calm tone.

"Huh? Is this all fake?" Ling Feng was a little surprised. His mood improved a little, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

If these documents were false, then Chu Yao would not have to face the cruel truth that her father had killed her.