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

Ji Jinchen couldn't see it, but Chu Yao, as a Feng Shui master, could see with his heavenly eyes that there was not much vitality left in Wuyou's body, and his soul was as thin as a piece of paper.

"I know. The evil spirit here is too strong, so I set up a hidden formation. In order to maintain it for a longer time, I have always been asleep. I will only wake up if the formation suffers a big fluctuation." Wuyou Covering his face tiredly, he said, "My Taoism can only support me to wake up three times, and this is already the third time. But don't worry, I will clean up the evil spirit here."

"But Feng Chime..." Chu Yao hesitated to speak.

"I sealed her memory so that she won't remember those unhappy things, and she won't remember me." A gratified smile appeared on Wuyou's face, and he said pleadingly, "You too Feng shui master, after I leave, can you help me lure her to reincarnation? She has never killed anyone, but she has been trapped in Prince Shun's palace. With your ability, you will definitely be able to open the door to hell!"

"I understand, I will." Chu Yao nodded solemnly.

"Thank you. In return, I will give you this Maoshan Secret Book." Wuyou threw a tattered book over, with the four characters "Maoshan Secret Book" crookedly written on it. Chu Yao almost thought it was some street stall. pirated novels.

Wuyou sent Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen to the door of Prince Shun's Mansion, and told him: "As soon as midnight comes, I will immediately destroy all the formations I have set up. You should stay away from this place as soon as possible and wait until tomorrow evening to look for the wind chimes again. I A protective spell will be cast on her. I will leave the rest to Miss Chu."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of the wind chime." Chu Yao promised again.

"Eh? Take care of me, why do you have to take care of me?" In the dark night, a clear female voice sounded. Several people looked back and saw that it was indeed a wind chime.

Wuyou's eyes widened, and he stared closely at the girl in front of him whom he thought about day and night. Because he was afraid that Feng Chime would regain his memory when he saw him, he had been avoiding her since he woke up.

However, Feng Chime didn't remember him now, so Wuyou smiled mockingly to himself.

"Are you...are you Wuyou? Really?" Feng Chime suddenly raised his voice, stepped forward and took Wuyou's hand.

"This is impossible, how could you recover your memory..." Wuyou muttered to himself, but he was reluctant to let go of the wind chime holding his hand.

"I'm sorry, Wuyou. I lost my memory after I died, and I...I forgot about you." Feng Ling lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, "Please forgive me, I will definitely not do it in the future." Forget you again!"

Wuyou took the wind chime into his arms, wrapped his arms tightly around the wind chime, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault, it's my fault. I should say I'm sorry, I shouldn't leave you alone Xuedao, I shouldn't have stopped contacting you, I didn't protect you well..."

The guilt and self-blame of so many years made Wuyou breathless. On the last night of his life, he was finally able to talk freely in front of the girl he loved.

Feng Chi felt that her shoulders seemed a little wet. She hugged Wuyou silently and whispered: "It doesn't matter, we cancel each other out, okay. You are not allowed to leave me in the future, do you hear me?"

"But..." Before Wuyou could finish his words, his expression changed, and the evil energy from the entire Shun Prince's Mansion suddenly poured into Feng Ling's body, and Feng Ling's entire body was sucked into the air!

"Wind chime!" Wuyou sacrificed his natal sword, recited a spell, and the sword flew up to the sky to absorb the evil energy around the wind chime.

But those evil spirits seemed to have eyes, avoiding Wuyou's natal sword and heading straight towards the wind chime.

Feng Ling's body was filled with evil spirits like a balloon. She tossed and turned in pain, enduring the pain as if a thousand arrows had penetrated her heart.

"What the hell is going on?!" Wuyou roared anxiously.

"This, this is the true Nine-turn Resurrection Technique! With this, my daughter can be brought back to life, hahahahahahahahaha!"

An unexpected person appeared in front of everyone. Chu Yao frowned and called out: "It's you, Aunt Wang."

"Hmph, what a shun king, what a blissful feast, not all of them are dead in the end! As long as the wind chime can absorb all the souls, she can be resurrected!" Aunt Wang's eyes were splitting, and she looked at it expectantly. Wind chimes in mid-air.

"Aunt Wang, there is no nine-turn resurrection method in this world." Chu Yao said calmly, while taking out the magic talisman he carried with him to absorb the evil spirit, "Shun Wang has no resurrection at all, and there is no immortality."

"That's because Wuyou stole the Nine Turns of Resurrection! That's why he can live for such a long time!" Aunt Wang said loudly, with a proud smile on her face.

"No, he has only woken up three times in the past few decades, so he can live for such a long time. Moreover, this is the last time." Chu Yao said calmly.

"Don't even think about lying to me!" Aunt Wang shouted dissatisfied.

"Aunt Wang, the wind chime has absorbed these souls and will not be resurrected! Even if there is a nine-turn resurrection method in the world, it only works on people! If you let her absorb other people's souls like this, it will only turn her into a ghost!" The spell in Wuyou's hand changed, and his soul was already unstable. This fierce battle made him at the end of his strength.

"I don't believe it!" Aunt Wang seemed stunned and couldn't listen to anything, but she was quickly slapped in the face.

The wind chime that slowly landed on the ground was covered in blood, her hands and feet turned into twisted white bones, and her neck hung strangely.

After seeing Aunt Wang, she immediately pounced on her and bit her neck!

Here, her well-behaved and sensible daughter Feng Ling is nothing but a fierce ghost!

Aunt Wang was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and crawled out desperately, shouting: "Wouyou, help me, help me!"

"Aunt Wang, let me speculate. The reason why you are alive until now is because you also took the elixir, right?" Chu Yao opened her eyes and recounted the scene she saw expressionlessly.

"It's none of your business! I, I... Wuyou, why are you still standing there, help me!" Aunt Wang cried.

"Do you want to resurrect the wind chime because of maternal love or guilt? You initially disliked Wuyou's poor family and wanted to marry your daughter into the palace to climb a high branch, but you didn't expect that your daughter died on the first day after you married her."

"Prince Shun advises you, Feng Ling is already dead anyway, and you can be ten years younger after taking the elixir, so you are tempted and conceal the matter."

"But after you took the elixir, you had nightmares every night, and the wind chimes turned into ghosts and kept asking for your life, just like this behind you, right?"

"You were so scared until you heard about the Nine Turns of Resurrection. You thought that as long as you fed the soul to the wind chime, she would be resurrected and she would not pester you."

"So, you started going outside to trick people into trapping them, nominally to resurrect the wind chimes, but in reality?"

"You have lost count of how many elixirs you have taken over the years, Aunt Wang!"

After Chu Yao said his last words, Aunt Wang fainted and fell to the ground with a thud, and was no longer unconscious!