Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

"Third Master, we're not saying this to get you to stand up for us; we just feel wronged!"

Fatty Lin got so into the role that he even shed tears.

If I didn't know what kind of person this guy was, I would almost have believed it.

"I know, I know, Xiao Lin, don't worry, I'll definitely take care of this!" Upon hearing this, Third Master didn't just give a perfunctory reply; he quickly reassured them, almost as if he were swearing an oath.

After talking for a while, the phone call ended. Fatty Lin smiled smugly and said, "Done. Our mission is almost complete. The remaining two days are for eating, drinking, and having fun!"

"You're thinking of going to see Wang Zixuan again!" I saw right through him.

"What?!"

Fatty Lin curled his lip and said, "Didn't Gambling King Lü give us a card before? Let's go play!"

"What a load of crap, I can't even play this!" I muttered to myself.

"What are you babbling about?" Fatty Lin looked at me suspiciously.

"He didn't say anything!"

I looked at Long Nier and asked, "Nier, do you want to go play?"

"Brother, what do you want to play?" Long Nier looked at me with a smile.

"It's nothing, I'm tired, so I'm not going. Fatty, you go by yourself!" I said.

"Fatty, did you hear that? Brother said he's tired. You can go by yourself!" Long Nier said to Fatty Lin.

"Hey, I wasn't planning on bringing him either!" Fatty Lin said, rolling his eyes. "Hey, it's no fun playing by myself. Let's go together, sing some songs, grab something to eat, and when you're tired, Crazy can take you away!"

"That works too!" Long Nier tilted her head and thought for a moment.

I looked at Fatty Lin and silently cursed him. I knew all too well what he was up to.

He's just trying to make me see but not eat; he's deliberately trying to annoy me!

Three hours later, Long Nier and I returned to the hotel. Fatty Lin didn't come back; he was going to read the palms of several girls all night.

Over the next two days, the conflict at the party continued to escalate. Qian Xiaogang and his group were pointed at and gossiped about wherever they went, so the Wang brothers simply stopped showing up.

Director Li's attitude towards us changed drastically; he became much more enthusiastic.

After hearing about this, Lu Jianbo treated us to a meal.

These people from Beijing and Shanghai are completely incompatible.

The Wang brothers' idea of ​​using the Shanghai Film Festival as a platform to integrate resources was wrong from the very beginning.

Even without the three of us interfering, he couldn't have done it.

After the film festival ended, we didn't leave. Instead, as agreed, we went to singer Xu Zhixiang's house.

Xu Zhixiang has a good reputation in the industry, but after our last encounter, we know exactly what kind of person he is.

Our trip there is simply to get paid to do the job.

Xu Zhixiang never intended to marry his girlfriend; he only treated her as a free ATM.

When we arrived at his building by taxi, Xu Zhixiang had already been waiting for a while.

After not seeing him for a few days, Xu Zhixiang seemed like a completely different person. He looked much more haggard, with dark circles under his eyes and a sallow complexion.

We anticipated his change.

There are two different states when it comes to ghosts: knowing about them and not knowing about them.

Previously, Xu Zhixiang was unaware that an infant spirit was haunting him and his girlfriend at home, so he wasn't afraid. But after he found out, he inevitably felt like something was watching him no matter what he did.

When you're suspicious and paranoid, even nothing can turn into something.

"My three masters, we've been waiting for you for so long."

As soon as we got off the bus, Xu Zhixiang quickly took a few steps and stretched out his hand.

"Um!"

Fatty Lin shook his hand reservedly and said, "Zhixiang, you look quite different these past few days!"

"Master Lin, I can sense his presence, I really can!"

Xu Zhixiang trembled and said with a hint of crying in his voice.

"In that case, we can't delay any longer; we must perform the ritual as soon as possible!" Fatty Lin said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, we must perform the ritual as soon as possible, no amount of money is necessary!" Xu Zhixiang nodded repeatedly.

Two minutes later, we met Xu Zhixiang's girlfriend, Li Liangliang.

Li Liangliang was wearing simple home clothes, without makeup, and looked pale and listless.

"Greetings, masters!"

Upon seeing us, she greeted us somewhat reservedly, her voice soft and weak, tinged with the weakness of a long-term illness.

That's not the key point. The key point is that there was a blood-soaked child lying on her shoulder.

The baby was half-formed, its little mouth nibbling on Li Liangliang's earlobe, rhythmically sucking on it!

With just one glance, the three of us knew exactly what was going on.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Seeing the strange looks we were giving her, Li Liangliang looked down at herself.

"It's nothing!" The three of us looked at each other and shook our heads.

"Zhixiang, come here!"

Fatty Lin thought for a moment and then called Xu Zhixiang aside.

"Master Lin, what's wrong?" Xu Zhixiang asked in a low voice.

"I'll open your third eye for you, and then you'll know what's going on!" Fatty Lin said.

"good!"

Xu Zhixiang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

I handed over the Ghost Eye Paste, and Fatty Lin poured out two drops, rubbed them together in his palm, and said to Xu Zhixiang, "Close your eyes!"

Xu Zhixiang obediently closed his eyes. Fatty Lin rubbed the ghost eye paste evenly on his eyelids, then dotted it on his forehead, saying, "When you open your eyes later, no matter what you see, you're not allowed to scream, understand?"

"I heard it!" Xu Zhixiang stammered in response.

"Alright, open your eyes!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said."

"Um!"

Xu Zhixiang nodded and opened his eyes.

Fatty Lin gestured towards Li Liangliang with his lip, and Xu Zhixiang turned his head away.

"what!"

He was about to scream at just one glance, but Fatty Lin quickly covered his mouth, silencing his scream.

"Don't shout!"

After being warned again, Xu Zhixiang nodded tremblingly, his face as white as paper.

Releasing his grip, Fatty Lin looked at Li Liangliang and said, "Now you know we weren't lying to you, right?"

"Master Lin, I never doubted it!" Xu Zhixiang said with a sob in his voice.

"Honey, what's wrong with me?" Li Liangliang was confused and a little scared. She took a step forward, wanting to get closer to Xu Zhixiang.

"Don't come any closer!"

Xu Zhixiang shuddered, pointed at Li Liangliang, his eyes filled with fear and disgust, without a trace of pity or heartache.

Li Liangliang paused, then became even more anxious: "Honey, what's wrong?"

As she spoke, the baby on her shoulder, perhaps having had its fill, burped, crawled down her body, lifted its wrinkled, blood-stained little face, grinned at Xu Zhixiang, and used its slender, newly formed little hands to push itself up on the ground and crawl towards Xu Zhixiang.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Seeing this, Xu Zhixiang broke down, frozen in place, unable to move at all. His leg trembled, and the ground became wet.

We ignored it and just watched. Amid Xu Zhixiang's terrified screams, the blood-soaked infant crawled onto Xu Zhixiang's body.