Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Even if Long Nier hadn't said anything, I was a little suspicious. There was no other reason than that everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that it made me feel uneasy.

I swung the shovel while thinking.

When I was digging the hole earlier, I was a little lazy, but this time I didn't dare to be lazy. I almost swung the shovel until it was smoking.

A few minutes later, the compacted, damp soil was lifted layer by layer, revealing the bottom of the pit to us.

Dondrup looked much the same as before, still sitting cross-legged with a faint smile on his face. This was not right.

He was buried alive, or suffocated to death.

But there was no sign of suffocation or tightness on his face; in fact, his face was even more peaceful and serene than before he was buried. Is that right?

"Brother Li, what's going on?" I asked, pointing at Dunzhu.

"The Pulse-Locking Nails and the Cinnabar Suppression Formation are intact, and the Red Rope Binding Restriction is also there, but how come this old thing doesn't have any signs of being tortured? Something's not right, something's really not right!" Fatty Lin said.

Upon hearing this, Long Nier closed her eyes and sensed for a moment before saying, "The Gu worms I planted inside his body indicate that his soul wasn't consumed by Yin Sha; rather, it seems to have been actively detached!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Donglin, who had been silent all along, slowly squatted down and placed his hand on Dunzhu's forehead.

Seeing this, we remained silent and waited for Li Donglin's investigation results.

After about three seconds, a look of understanding flashed in Li Donglin's eyes.

"Brother Li, is there any result?"

Fatty Lin couldn't help but ask.

"I have a pretty good idea of ​​what kind of method it is."

Li Donglin withdrew his hand and said.

"What methods?" I asked.

"It's most likely the Powa method!" Li Donglin said.

"The Powa method?" I looked at Li Donglin with suspicion.

"right!"

Li Donglin nodded and explained, "Phowa is a transliteration of a Tibetan word, meaning migration or transfer of consciousness. It belongs to the highest yoga tantra of Tibetan Buddhism and is also known as the rebirth practice. It is one of the six practices of Naropa."

"The orthodox teachings?" I was a little surprised.

"Phowa is an orthodox practice, but what Dondrup says seems to me to be a heretical transference technique that has been tampered with from Phowa!" Li Donglin said.

"Transfer of Knowledge!"

I muttered it to myself, then understood a little, and said, "Possession?"

"Thirteen is smart, he understands things immediately!" Li Donglin nodded.

"Brother Li, that's a bit of an exaggeration. A mere 'broken tile' technique, and you say you understand it instantly!"

Fatty Lin curled his lip and said, "I know more about this. Phowa, isn't it? It's when practitioners uphold precepts and do good deeds, open the central channel, visualize the subtle point of consciousness in their heart, and use the energy channels to propel it out at the time of death through the crown chakra, also known as the Baihui point, to be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and escape the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation!"

Fatty Lin spoke while shaking his head, then, as if remembering something, he said, "This technique was originally well-intentioned, but now it's gotten a bit distorted, like possession!"

"Alright, you're pretty awesome too!" Li Donglin smiled and said, "In short, the orthodox Phowa method is when a high-ranking monk or virtuous person transfers their consciousness at the time of death, abandons the physical body, and transcends reincarnation. As for the evil method, as Fatty said, it is the technique of seizing a body after shedding one's skin."

"Brother Li, what should we do?" Fatty Lin asked.

"snort!"

Li Donglin glanced at Dunzhu's corpse and sneered, "This evil technique has several flaws!"

"Brother Li, what are the flaws?" Fatty Lin rolled his eyes and began to play the straight man.

I could tell from his demeanor that Li Donglin was confident he could break this spell, otherwise he wouldn't be saying all this.

To put it bluntly, he's just starting to show off.

I shook my head inwardly; it seemed like none of the people I was close to were normal.

Long Nier, Xiao Ba, Fatty Lin, Li Donglin, Master Liu from Beijing, and President Yang—these people all have abnormal brain circuits.

"The first flaw lies in the fact that the soul leaves the body."

Li Donglin pointed to Dunzhu, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and said, "When a normal person dies, his vital energy and blood are exhausted first, and his soul disperses later. But look at him, his body is still alive and his vital energy and blood are not exhausted. However, his soul is detaching itself from the body. This is the most typical characteristic of the Phowa method - the body forms a shell, and the soul escapes."

"And the second point?" Fatty Lin continued, playing the straight man.

Li Donglin held up two fingers and shook them, saying, "The second flaw is in the use of suffering to save the soul. Dunzhu did not beg for mercy or resist before, which was not because he accepted his fate, but because he did it deliberately."

"The pain of being buried alive in a dark place and being devoured by evil energy is torture for ordinary people, but for those who practice evil breaking-the-shell magic, it is the best opportunity to break their shell."

"Extreme physical pain and intense clashes of yin and yang energies can forcibly tear apart the bond between the body and soul, helping him break free from the shackles of his own karma and successfully complete the transfer of consciousness and shedding of the body."

As Li Donglin spoke, he glanced at Dunzhu, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

"Damn it, I thought it was weird the moment he threw the ball so quickly!" Fatty Lin cursed.

"The third flaw, and the most insidious one, I call it 'discarding the shell for the sake of business'!"

Li Donglin extended his third finger and said, "Dunzhu's physical body has accumulated decades of karmic debts. Once his soul is completely separated, this body will become an empty shell that bears all the karma, taking the backlash from heaven and the retribution from the underworld for him. Meanwhile, his escaped soul will be able to wash away all sins, becoming clean and free, and find another body to possess and be reborn."

"Brother Li, Dunzhu is preparing for two scenarios. If the method of prolonging life with the yang soul fails, he will use the 'Bow Tile' method to seize another body and be reborn!"

At this point, I finally understood: "No wonder he was so eager to die and accepted punishment so readily. He wasn't afraid of death at all; he even hoped we would bury him alive and torture him. We thought we were acting on behalf of Heaven to punish the wicked, but in reality, we were helping him through his tribulation and aiding him in his rebirth!"

"Damn it, that old bastard's schemes are too cunning!" Fatty Lin cursed again. "He's treating us like fools!"

"Nier, thank you so much this time! If it weren't for you, we would have been tricked by that old man, Biden!"

After finishing his rant, Fatty Lin looked at Long Nier and started grinning again.

"Alright, stop flattering me!"

I patted Fatty Lin on the shoulder and gestured towards the bottom of the pit with my lip.

In the pit, Dunzhu sat cross-legged, showing no pain in his eyes or brows. The faint smile on his face grew even wider, as if he were mocking us.

"Damn it, you're crazy, you hit me again!"

Fatty Lin reached out to slap him back, but Li Donglin coughed and said, "Stop fooling around, Fatty. You seal the earth veins to suppress Dunzhu's physical foundation. Nier, use Gu powder to lock his soul path and cut off his consciousness transfer acupoint. Thirteen, you and Xiao Ba guard the outer perimeter and don't allow a single trace of soul energy to leak out!"

"good!"

We, including Xiao Ba, nodded in unison and then each went about our assigned tasks.

Fatty Lin stepped forward, took out copper coins, and placed them around the pit to seal off the soil veins.

Long Nier took out a palm-sized brocade pouch, scooped out some powder from it, and sprinkled it down from the top of Dunzhu's head.

I activated my third eye and, with Xiao Ba by my side, stood guard on the perimeter, ready to make a move at any moment. Li Donglin then slowly exhaled, stepped forward, and pointed a finger at Dunzhu's brow.