Chapter 3: The Life of Zhenjin's Gu Cultivation
Only in this way can you raise a luck Gu with huge growth potential, which is connected to your own soul, and you can also read other people's luck.
Depriving and giving luck, killing people invisibly.
If it weren't for this abnormal world, this thing would be really difficult to practice. It would take away the luck of so many people before one can practice it. No wonder it is called an evil practice. It is indeed evil!
I ordered a bowl of noodles in the kitchen. After I finished eating, I heard the sound of a car coming in. It seemed that the family could finally get together.
Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man and a young man in his twenties walked in.
Following behind him were the limping Gu Ling, Gu's mother, and Gu Li.
Looking at the girl sitting on the sofa, several people had different expressions.
Father Gu looked at the girl in front of him who combined the best features of himself and his wife.
Her eyebrows are as dark as distant black, her eyes are clear and cold, and under her high nose bridge is a small cherry mouth.
The lips are a little pale and look unhealthy.
She just sat there quietly, being in this world and yet detached from it, with an indescribable feeling of being out of this world.
It's like a kite that can fly in the sky, but without the string it will leave this world.
"Well, live a good life now that you are back."
"Don't do things that are not worthy of being on the table."
"You will go to school with Ling'er tomorrow. Now come and apologize to your sister."
"From now on, just say that we adopted you, and don't complain. If you suddenly say that you are our child, your sister will be laughed at by so many people."
"Just be kind and stop arguing with your sister."
"We won't be without you either."
After saying this, Father Gu sat down at the dining table and prepared to eat. The Gu family members at the door also came in one after another. Big Brother Lu treated him as air and didn't even give her a glance.
Gu Ling was supported by Gu Li and Gu's mother with a hint of pride in her eyes.
When he approached, Gu Li glared at Chi Meng fiercely.
Chi Meng followed obediently, and after dinner, he took out a few handmade wooden plaques with intricate patterns carved on them.
It was made of thousand-year-old agarwood and had a calming effect on the mind, but the little spiders inside formed a sacrificial formation that started working the moment they received it.
Transfer the luck to Gu Ling.
Father Gu was a little surprised when he received the wooden sign. After all, his family had been rich for so many years, so he still had some vision.
This is thousand-year-old agarwood, and the carving is extremely beautiful and of great artistic value.
I didn't expect that my daughter, who looked so poor, had such good things.
He couldn't help but look at his daughter in front of him with a puzzled look. Could it be that all the surveys he had read before were problematic?
Seeing Father Gu's doubts, Chi Meng explained:
"This was given to me by an old man I saved when I was a kid. He said it has a calming effect."
"I thought I would make peace amulets and sell them so that I can live a better life."
"I just came back and I don't have anything to give to my parents, brothers and sisters."
"I'll give this to you, hoping it can keep you safe and sound."
"My adoptive parents and my brother died when I was 6 years old. I hope you can be safe."
As she said this, she forced herself to suppress a bit of jealousy, raised her head, glanced at them with red eyes, then quickly lowered her head.
They felt a little softened by seeing this, after all, she was their own daughter and sister.
His adoptive parents died early, and he grew up alone, so there is a reason why he longs for family affection.
Never mind, just take it.
Thinking of this, I accepted it.
These wooden signs formed a set of sacrificial magic circles, and those with low luck would flow to those with high luck until a person's luck gradually disappeared.
At this time, people with low luck will have bad luck, while people with high luck will have good things happen to them.
When the luck of the person with the highest luck reaches its peak, the luck Gu will be born.
Gu Ling can then become perfectly invisible.
Gu Li snorted coldly after receiving the thing, and the small wooden sign flipped between his right fingers.
Looks nonchalant.
But who cares? When Gu's father went upstairs, he gave Chi Meng a bank card with 10 yuan in pocket money, but he hadn't taken these things for 20 minutes.
So Gu Li asked for it.
"I told you not to play tricks, why didn't you listen?"
"You gave us those things just to please us, didn't you? You have no chance of getting our Gu family's money."
"These are not what you should expect."
"Hand over the card your father gave you quickly. This belongs to our Gu family and you can't take even a penny of it."
Then he took the bank card on the table and turned away.
It seems like someone just said something to him, tsk tsk.
In the afternoon, Chi Meng controlled the nearby insects to hold pinhole cameras in their mouths and placed them all over the villa.
When I turned on the computer, I saw the sound of Gu Ling crying in Gu Li's room.
"Brother, my sister just gave us something, but she just came back and we haven't prepared anything."
"Do you think my sister will blame us?"
"I see my sister only has so few things with her, so she definitely doesn't have any clothes. I'll give her some."
"Hey, but Dad gave my sister a bank card. I guess he won't lack anything in the future."
"I heard that some people become bad when they are given money to defraud the rich."
"My sister is definitely not that kind of person. She didn't come back home just for the money."
"Do you think I should give up my identity as the daughter of the Gu family? Should I leave this family?"
"I know I should leave this home, but I can't bear to leave my father, mother, brother and you."
"I really don't know what to do."
Every word that Gu Ling said while crying was full of concern, but every word was a trap for Chi Meng.
Doesn't this mean that she went home for money, was scheming, and would try to please them in every way so as to replace Gu Ling's identity?
"Sister, don't say that. You will always be my sister."
"She is nothing. He will definitely go home. For our family's money. If our family were poor, she would definitely not even look at us."
"I was wondering why she was so kind to give us the wooden sign all of a sudden."
"It must be to please us. He is really scheming."
Chi Meng was speechless. Is he so stupid? A 14-year-old was fooled and ran away after just two words.
How can this be a human? This is a gun in Gu Ling's hand.
It doesn’t matter, I quickly edited it and posted it on my account with the title: “The battle between the real and fake daughters, life is full of acting.”
New material came to me shortly after it was released.
There were continuous knocks on the door. Gu Ling's voice could be heard from outside the door.
"Sister, open the door."
"I have something for my sister."
"My sister came back in a hurry, and I didn't make any preparations. These are my sister's clothes."
"I brought this to you, so please don't dislike it."
Tsk!
Really, isn't he pretending to be lame? He's walking up and down the stairs so quickly, and he's giving himself old clothes so soon?
"..."
Chi Meng opened the door and the servants came in as usual, throwing in a dozen old clothes as if they were throwing away garbage.
Gu Ling leaned against the door frame with her hands. Her eyes were full of contempt, but her words were gentle, like a good sister.
"I saw that my sister only brought so few things back with her. She definitely didn't have any spare clothes."
"It's too late today. My sister has to go to school with us tomorrow."
"I haven't received my school uniform yet. You'll just have to wear my old clothes."
Chi Meng said nothing and just stood there like a mute.
Until Gu Ling felt it was boring and turned away.
Chi Meng didn't even look at the pile of garbage on the ground. If it wasn't for acting, he wouldn't wear a shirt and jeans that were washed out.
All my clothes are woven by Little Spider No. 2. Its silk is tough, soft, delicate, smooth, thin and breathable.
Small caliber bullets cannot penetrate it, so it can be worn as a bulletproof vest.
Ever since I became Spider-10 at the age of 2, I haven't spent money on clothes.
After logging into the computer, I gave the order to start the action.
The traffickers far away in the village felt as if they were being bitten by ants. The pain lasted the entire night until the sky turned pale in the distance.
A raging fire engulfed the village, burying all the sins in the fire.
Several women were standing on the hillside, watching the fire from afar, with anger and relief in their eyes.