Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

"Did most of them fall victim to this?"

Fatty Lin pondered for a moment, then asked gossipily, "What about the other top kings?"

"Xiao Lin, do you think those handsome guys can escape?" Fourth Aunt didn't answer, but asked a question in return.

"There's no escape!"

Fatty Lin thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"It's not just the handsome ones. There are two in the Luo Yi Society who have even bigger problems than Luo Yufu. They're not just playing around; they're venting their stress, especially since that man is dead and his body still hasn't been found!" Fourth Aunt said.

"I know who it is!" Fatty Lin's eyes darted around, a look of sudden realization crossing his face.

Now that you've said all that, I understand.

"Now you understand why I told you to be ruthless and leave no room for future trouble, right?" Fourth Wife asked.

"Understood!"

The three of us nodded almost simultaneously.

A single hair can affect the whole body.

If we make a move against Luo Yufu, others will definitely have second thoughts.

They were well aware of what they had done, and if it were leaked, their reputations would be ruined, to put it mildly.

I understand now why the White Dragon King hesitated.

He was afraid.

The White Dragon King is not alone; he has sons and daughters.

It's no big deal that he died. At his age, he had enjoyed everything he could and had all the fun he wanted to have. He had already broken most of the laws for this.

Therefore, he had no regrets and was not afraid of death.

He fears that his son and daughter will face retaliation.

As people get older, they have more thoughts and more things to care about.

"Fatty, just you wait and see. There won't be a perfect ending to Luo Yufu's matter. Uncle Nan won't give us the list!"

As I left Lu the gambling king's house, I said in a deep voice.

"I think so too. Uncle Nan gets more timid as he gets older!" Fatty Lin said.

"Fourth Aunt is really generous this time. Not only did she agree to help us, she also exposed Luo Yufu's secrets!" I thought for a moment and said.

"whispering sound!"

Fatty Lin scoffed and said, "You lunatic! Fourth Aunt isn't being fair. In some ways, she's in the same boat as us!"

"She was afraid we'd recklessly rush in and implicate her; otherwise, she would never have told us about the Luo Yi Society!"

"That's true!" I nodded.

"And besides, isn't she a bitter woman?" Fatty Lin added.

"yes!"

I nodded again.

It is said that one is like a wolf in their thirties and a tiger in their forties. Fourth Wife is at the perfect age now, yet she is still with Gambling King Lui. Doesn't she have any other thoughts?

It's definitely up!

Why did the fourth wife struggle for so many years, even going so far as to submit to the gambling king Lu, who was older than her grandfather?

They do it for wealth and status, to become superior to others, and to climb into high society.

Unfortunately, despite having money and wealth, she was never able to climb into high society.

Because she made her fortune through gambling and was a concubine, she was always looked down upon by the wealthy ladies of Hong Kong Island, and she was never able to enter the so-called high society.

Thinking of this, I said, "Normally, given her status, she would be perfectly suited to join the Luo Yi Society. The fact that she didn't join means they don't think highly of her!"

"That's right!"

Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "Fourth Aunt's telling us about the Luo Yi Society this time might not be without a hint of revenge!"

Let alone the fourth wife, even the gambling king Lu has always been looked down upon by some so-called mainstream groups, led by the four major families and the ten richest people.

"Let's go back and have a good talk with Shen Yuehong to see how to deal with Luo Yufu!" I said.

"Okay!" Fatty Lin nodded.

Back at the shop, Fatty Lin went to offer three sticks of incense to the ancestral master, and after that, he offered three sticks of incense to Shen Yuehong.

After the incense burned out, he opened the urn containing the ashes, took out the paper figure inside, and brought the paper figure out with him.

"Shen Yuehong, how do you plan to get revenge on Luo Yufu?"

After bringing the paper figure outside, Fatty Lin didn't waste any words and asked directly.

After asking the question, he slipped a piece of paper and a pen into the paper figure's hand.

"die!"

The ballpoint pen wrote a large character for "death" stroke by stroke on the paper.

"Yuehong, you've been buried underground for thirty years, suffering endless pain. Thirty years of suffering, and you just kill her like this? Wouldn't that be too easy for her?" Fatty Lin said with great distress, looking as if he were giving Shen Yuehong his heart and soul.

That's true. After thirty years of hiding from the light of day, killing Luo Yufu so easily is indeed unfair.

But Fatty Lin's performance was too exaggerated; I could hardly bear to watch it.

"Squeak!"

The response to Fatty Lin was a screeching sound. The ballpoint pen left a single line on the paper and continued to draw outwards, making contact with the table and leaving a mark.

At the same time, the paper figure emitted a whooshing sound, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

"Right, you also think that killing her like this is too easy for her!"

Fatty Lin nodded and said, "How about I teach you a way to get revenge?"

The paper figure slowly turned, its round head, without eyes, ears, nose, or mouth, facing Fatty Lin, waiting for his answer.

"Treat Luo Yufu the same way you've treated Chen Dingding these past few days. Make her live in constant fear, unable to eat or sleep!"

Fatty Lin stared at the paper figure and said.

"Squeak!"

The paper figure remained motionless. After a while, the ballpoint pen drew another line on the paper.

"Right? That's more satisfying!"

"I'm fat," Lin said with a smile.

"By the way, to prevent her from having the opportunity to seek out a master like Chen Dingding did, you'd better partially possess her. Control her during the day and don't let her show any abnormalities, then torture her when you get back to the bedroom at night!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said next."

This time, the paper figure didn't touch the pen; it nodded slightly in approval once again.

"Yuehong, I have many more ways to torture people. If you are satisfied, I will give them all to you!" Fatty Lin said hurriedly upon seeing this.

The paper figure nodded again.

"Awesome!"

I gave Fatty Lin a thumbs up.

This is only possible because of Fatty Lin. In other legal systems with strict rules, doing this would be absolutely unacceptable.

To be fair, doing this did indeed satisfy my anger.

Over the next half hour, Fatty Lin told Shen Yuehong no fewer than ten ways to terrify and torment Luo Yufu without anyone noticing.

Fatty Lin taught Shen Yuehong almost all the methods of ghosts harming people that he had learned over the years from telling fortunes.

Two days later, Fourth Wife found everyone on the list provided by Shen Yuehong.

Thirty years have passed, and almost everyone on the list is dead.

Only two are still alive: Luo Yufu and Liu Mingyuan.

Those low-level henchmen, some died of illness, some jumped to their deaths during the stock market crash, and some were driven to suicide by loan sharks.

There are all sorts of ways to die, and none of them have a peaceful end.

Shen Yuehong didn't actually hate Liu Mingyuan that much.

The ones who harmed her were Luo Yufu and her accomplices.

She was already dead when Liu Mingyuan arrived.

Even after death, even after thirty years, Shen Yuehong could not forget the jealousy and possessiveness that flashed in Liu Mingyuan's eyes when he looked at Ning Ge.

When I saw the words "possessiveness" written on the paper, I was a little confused.