Chapter 78 In front of the mental hospital
Fortune telling and divination in secluded places are no longer a means of making a living, but an instinct ingrained in one's very soul.
A thousand years ago, when she was traveling around, she used her eyes, which could see the secrets of the heavens, to light the way for countless lost souls.
In this small hospital room, as the divination results gradually appeared, she felt as if she had returned to those years when she was dressed in blue robes, divination, and wandering the world.
If you don't consult the oracle for three days, your palms will inexplicably become hot, as if countless threads of destiny are restless in your blood.
Now, beneath those bouncing bullet comments and tipping effects lies a deeper scheme.
The cause and effect that remained unresolved a thousand years ago has finally come to an end.
Righteous men who have reincarnated nine times, and enemies who have been reborn, all await their fate in this mortal world.
Who would have thought that the curtain of this revenge that spanned a thousand years would be quietly drawn in a mental hospital?
“Let’s go.” Lu Yao suddenly stood up.
Lingji hurriedly followed: "Where does the Grand Preceptor intend to go?"
"At the foot of Jinglan Mountain." The moment she pushed open the door to the ward, the corridor lights cast her shadow long and thin. "Let's go see the old house my grandmother left behind."
She paused, then smiled, "And... the jade that Xie Yutong has been longing for."
Seeing Lu Yao set off, the disciples of Lingxiao Sect followed her in an orderly fashion.
Zheng Wei was very worried about this group of strangely dressed people, and her eyes turned red with anxiety.
“Lu Xiaoyao, although you are conscious, you have only just recovered. You don’t understand how complicated the outside world is. These people… don’t seem like good people.”
Her words came to an abrupt end.
Lu Yao's handwriting on the discharge notice was smooth and natural; there was no trace of her being mentally impaired.
“Zheng Wei, I am not a fool who suddenly becomes clear-headed. Before, my soul was wandering outside, but now it has returned to my body. I understand everything in this world.”
Lu Yao smiled at her, "Thank you and Dr. Li Mei for taking care of me during this time."
As Lu Yao walked out of the Fifth Mental Hospital, she ran into two old acquaintances at the entrance.
Lu Jianhong and Xie Yutong.
They didn't really recognize her.
However, because she was followed by a group of Taoist priests, she was too conspicuous, and the two of them couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Only then did they realize that Lu Yao looked quite similar to the two of them.
It's that silly girl they haven't seen for years!
The two stared in astonishment at the extraordinary young woman.
That face, similar to theirs yet completely different, was more ethereal than any noblewoman.
Xie Yutong went up to her and tried to take her hand. "Are you... Yaoyao?"
Lu Yao deftly dodged it, saying, "I am Lu Yao."
Four simple words that clearly define a thousand-year boundary.
"Yaoyao, do you know how much your mother has missed you all these years? Eighteen years, and I've never heard you call me 'Mom' even once. How heartbroken I am..."
Xie Yutong's tears came suddenly, and she started crying and wailing, preparing to put on a dramatic show of suffering.
However, under Lu Yao's indifferent expression, he gradually fell silent, unable to continue the act.
"You child, how come you still don't know how to be grateful or have any sense of family after you've come back to life? Now that you've returned to normal, you should start learning about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame," Lu Jianhong scolded, frowning.
"You should know that your recovery was only possible because we spent a million to buy a talisman to help your soul return to its rightful place."
One million.
Lu Yao sneered inwardly; it wasn't even worth the price of one of Xie Yutong's necklaces.
She always talks about it like that; she cares more about the jewelry than about Lu Yao.
Xie Yutong said hypocritically, "Yaoyao, come home with us. Your family has been waiting for you for eighteen years."
Lu Yao glanced at her. "You know, it's been eighteen years. I'm an adult now. So, I'm free, and I won't go back with you."
A look of surprise flashed across Xie Yutong's eyes.
She had imagined countless possibilities.
This daughter, who has suddenly regained her senses, may be resentful and weep, or she may be greedy and demanding, but she should never be like this... so calm and unhurried.
The Lu family is a powerful family that countless people would kill to climb up to!
How dare this wild girl from the mental hospital look down on her like that?
"Not going home?" Xie Yutong's voice suddenly became sharp. "What kind of life do you think you, a mentally ill person who was just discharged from the hospital, can live? Do you know how dangerous the outside world is?"
Lu Yao watched Xie Yutong's performance with great interest.
Xie Yutong will never understand that she enjoys the free air she breathes right now more than the scheming and infighting within the Lu family's gilded cage.
Last night, at the Lu family villa, Xie Yutong and Lu Kangning sat facing each other and had a long talk.
“Kang Ning, actually, you have an older sister,” Xie Yutong said slowly.
Lu Kangning stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Mom, why have I never heard of this in the fifteen years I've been born?"
Xie Yutong explained, trying to smooth things over: "Your sister's situation is rather special. She was previously fostered in the countryside and lived with her maternal grandmother. As you know, because of her maternal grandfather, her maternal grandmother has never been very willing to have much contact with us."
Lu Kangning, with his keen sense of reason, pressed further, "What exactly is the special circumstance?"
“She has amnesia, her three souls and seven spirits are incomplete.” Xie Yutong hesitated for a moment, but ultimately refused to admit that she had given birth to a mentally disabled child, so she directly copied the explanation she had heard from the anchor, “Recently, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared and used a talisman to restore her to normal.”
Lu Kangning pondered for a moment and asked, "Master, is this the one who helped the true young master of the Fan family find his parents? He can even find his lost soul. That's amazing!"
"Kang Ning, you've even heard of him?" Xie Yutong said in surprise.
"After all, Brother Huaiyuan was kicked out of the house because of this," Lu Kangning sighed.
Upon hearing the words "Brother Huaiyuan," Xie Yutong suddenly remembered that the children from the Lu and Fan families had indeed been quite close before, and she immediately became wary. "Kangning, you can't get too close to that Fan Huaiyuan. He has already been kicked out of the Fan family."
"Don't worry, Mom." Lu Kangning nodded, then tilted her head. "Then... after my sister becomes normal again, will she live with us?"
"Um……"
Xie Yutong hesitated.
If they were to turn away Lu Yao, who has already returned to normalcy, they would inevitably face criticism in the future, which would damage their reputation within the elite circles.
After careful consideration, she decided to temporarily take Lu Yao home.
"But Mom promises you, our lives will not change at all, and Mom's love for you will still belong only to you, Kangning."
"I believe in my mother."
Lu Kangning smiled sweetly, but a dark glint flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, in front of the mental hospital, Lu Yao looked at these hypocritical parents.
Her millennia-long cultivation of physiognomy allowed her to clearly see that the karmic obstacles in their destiny palaces were like dark clouds pressing down.
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