Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

"Help me! Help me!"

Xu Zhixiang stood frozen in place, his pupils dilated, his face distorted with extreme fear, and his legs trembling uncontrollably.

We ignored him and instead looked thoughtfully at the blood-soaked infant.

After the baby climbed onto Xu Zhixiang, it would sometimes lick his face, sometimes hug his neck, and make a purring-like sound.

After playing like this for almost five minutes, the baby seemed to get tired, got off Xu Zhixiang, returned to Li Liangliang's shoulder, bit her earlobe, let out a comfortable panting sound, and closed its two black hole-like eyes.

At this point, Xu Zhixiang could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

"husband!"

As if waking from a dream, Li Liangliang exclaimed in surprise and, ignoring the stench emanating from Xu Zhixiang, pulled him into her arms.

During this process, the baby steadily bit Li Liangliang's earlobe without making any other movements.

No wonder Xu Zhixiang told us last time that he always had nightmares. With this kind of baby spirit thing, it would be strange if he didn't have nightmares!

As for Li Liangliang, she's not having an easy time either. With this infant spirit sucking her away like this, she'll be drained dry sooner or later.

"Get out of my way!"

Xu Zhixiang looked up blankly, his face pressed against the infant spirit's. He shoved Li Liangliang to the ground and scrambled behind us, howling, "Help! Master Lin!"

"Alright, stop howling. If you keep howling and attract the child, we won't take care of it!" Fatty Lin said impatiently.

Xu Zhixiang was startled and immediately covered his mouth.

"Honey, what... what happened?" Li Liangliang cried out in fright, collapsing to the ground, completely bewildered.

Xu Zhixiang didn't speak, but just covered his mouth and kept shaking his head.

"You madman, light the incense!"

Fatty Lin glanced at the two of them, then, without further delay, gestured to me.

"Um!"

I nodded and took out three thin, dark purple incense sticks from my bag and lit them.

This incense is not the yang incense used for offering to gods and Buddhas, but rather the yin incense specifically used to feed ghosts and attract spirits.

As a wisp of smoke dissipated, the infant spirit that had been nibbling at Li Liangliang's earlobe released its mouth, its dark nostrils twitched, and its tiny body crawled down, its eyes closed, following the smoke.

Just as the little guy crawled to my side, Fatty Lin, who was prepared, draped a piece of Bagua cloth over it, catching the little guy.

“Wuwu!”

Soon, a sound of aggrieved crying came from Buli.

Lin Pangzi ignored it, quickly gathered up the cloth, and tied the four corners tightly to seal it.

After finishing the procedure, Fatty Lin exhaled and said to Xu Zhixiang, "What I just lit was the Spirit-Feeding and Infant-Guiding Incense. The main ingredients are aged agarwood chips, benzoin, spikenard, and tonka bean, supplemented with a small amount of motherwort charcoal and aged cypress leaf ash. Finally, it is mixed with low-alcohol mead, kneaded, and air-dried."

"These three incense sticks alone cost 100,000 in material fees. Including labor and the secret recipe, it'll easily cost 500,000!"

I didn't say anything. Fatty Lin really dared to ask for more. The material cost was actually less than 10,000, but this guy multiplied it by ten.

As for the labor and secret recipe, it is indeed worth the price.

Nowadays, most of the incense sold as a way to attract spirits contains grave soil, ashes, and corpse oil. While such incense can attract spirits, the spirits that are attracted will become more ferocious and malevolent after consuming this kind of yin incense, making them difficult to convert.

The incense we use is a traditional Taoist incense for salvation, which is only for purification and not for harm.

"Master Lin, I'll pay whatever it takes!"

Before Fatty Lin could finish speaking, Xu Zhixiang interrupted him, "For Liangliang, I'm willing to pay any price, I'll bear it all!"

As he spoke, he got up, carefully walked around the octagonal cloth wrapped around the infant spirit, and went to Li Liangliang's side. He hugged her and said softly, "Liangliang, I lost control just now because I saw our child. He was clinging to you, sucking your yang energy. I was so scared. I'm so irresponsible!"

He started crying as he spoke, looking as aggrieved as a child.

This performance left us speechless.

What a brilliant tactic of feigning retreat to advance!

He has the acting skills; why bother singing? Being an actor is much better.

"Honey, I understand, I understand!"

Li Liangliang was so moved she almost cried. "You don't have many gigs lately, I'll pay for this!"

"No!"

Xu Zhixiang flatly refused, "I can't spend your money anymore!"

"Honey, we don't need to be so clear about things. If you're separating us like this, does it mean you don't want me anymore?" Li Liangliang said somewhat agitatedly.

"Liangliang, that's not what I meant!" Xu Zhixiang quickly explained.

"Then use my money!" Li Liangliang said, staring into Xu Zhixiang's eyes.

"All right!"

Under Li Liangliang's watchful gaze, Xu Zhixiang reluctantly gave in.

This performance completely stunned me.

Is this all possible?

Actually, Xu Zhixiang's performance in the second half was quite clumsy, but Li Liangliang didn't notice and was even moved.

This scene is like a melodramatic love story airing at 3 PM.

But Li Liangliang just falls for this, I'm impressed.

"That's more like it!"

Li Liangliang smiled with satisfaction and looked at us, saying, "Thank you for your help, three masters. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel that you had..."

At this point, she glanced at the Bagua cloth in Fatty Lin's hand, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, and continued, "After drawing my child off me, I feel much more relaxed. I'll pay whatever the fee is. We'll cooperate with whatever you need us to do afterward!"

"Just give me your birth dates and times (based on your birth charts), and I'll take this child back to Hong Kong Island to have a proper rites of passage!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said."

After saying that, he added, "Your vital energy has been continuously drained by the infant spirit these past few days. From now on, be kinder to yourself. There are some things you don't have to take on alone, and some mistakes you don't have to bear yourself!"

Lin Pangzi's next sentence was superfluous.

I understand what he means. He couldn't stand Xu Zhixiang lying to her and wanted to teach her a lesson.

"Thank you so much, masters. You've worked so hard. It's all my fault. If I hadn't hesitated and wanted it but didn't want it, we wouldn't have suffered so much and been so frightened. My husband's career wouldn't have been affected either."

As Li Liangliang spoke, she looked at Xu Zhixiang with a guilty expression.

She's taking all the blame upon herself. Even now, she's still thinking about Xu Zhixiang. She hasn't seen through the fact that Xu Zhixiang is scheming against her.

I secretly pursed my lips; there was no need to continue the conversation now.

If we keep talking, Li Liangliang will probably think we're ruining their relationship.

Everyone has their own destiny. We've said what we needed to say. If Li Liangliang herself doesn't want to wake up, then she should bear the consequences herself.

A few years later, Xu Zhixiang got married, but the bride was not Li Liangliang.

Less than two years later, they divorced again, and then remarried. It was during that remarriage that Li Liangliang's expectations were dashed, and she confronted Xu Zhixiang online, leaving behind the popular internet meme of "asking for evidence and getting it."