The years I worked as a Feng Shui consultant in the entertainment industry

In fact, even if it wasn't because of me, I would still take this job.

I somewhat understand the rules of Baojiaxian and Chumaxian.

Whether it's Baojiaxian or Chumaxian, they will indeed torment their younger brother when they catch him. That's because you don't believe in them. They want you to believe in their existence, so they torment you.

When you really believe in their existence, you will stand up and stop!

There are also a few who will make trouble more fiercely because they don't stand up to each other.

But in the process of catching your brother, they are only responsible for you, and they will only make you uncomfortable. They will not care about other people, let alone this nest of rats. If you don’t believe me, I will bite off your child’s toes. , and then eat it.

It didn't do that.

However, this style of conduct is very similar to their ancestor.

After I confirmed the job, I called my second uncle, explained the matter, and discussed countermeasures with him.

Later, I also asked Sanjie about the details of the matter.

The second uncle did not hide anything this time. He said that Wang Xi was very active during this period, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was jumping up and down.

And what about Sanjay?

When he dies, he dies, and no one cares about his life or death.

As for the girl who was sacrificed as a flesh lotus weapon, the second uncle said that the girl had lost her memory and was temporarily staying with him to take care of her.

After hanging up the phone, I accompanied the couple back home.

After Boss Tang and Boss Yu heard about it, they didn't even care about finishing the banquet and insisted on watching me fight with the mouse.

Just follow, I have only one request: shut up the whole time, and don't speak until you kill those rats.

I just don’t know if they will regret following me after seeing my “fighting” process.

Following the couple home, we found that in just one day, their home had been turned into a mess.

Rice and noodles were scattered everywhere, the children's clothes and toys were torn to pieces, and the quilt that had not been folded was full of mouse droppings. When we entered the house, there were still mice eating. When they saw us coming in, they were not afraid of people. Instead, he shouted demonstratively.

The couple was angry and anxious. I gave them a wink and told them to be quiet.

After walking around the house, I asked the couple to go first with their children in their arms, and I followed behind. When we walked out, I found a bald spot on the back of the man's head.

After I came out, I asked him what happened. He touched it and realized that he had a bald patch of hair.

After thinking for a while, he said he didn't know what was going on.

He doesn't know, I know.

"Your hair might have been cut by a rat!" I expressed my suspicion.

"What are you doing with my hair?" The man was a little confused.

"Hair is leftover from blood and is closely related to people. Many evil spells that harm people use hair, such as the head-lowering technique. I suspect these rats are planning to harm you!" I said.

"Master Chen, what should we do?" His wife was no longer calm, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"As long as you listen to me, you'll be fine!" I said calmly, trying to look as easy as possible to improve my performance.

Maybe it was because I impressed them with my strong look, or maybe because no one else could trust me except me, so the couple swore that they would do whatever I asked them to do!

What I asked them to do was very simple, steam a bowl of sorghum rice, stew a chicken, and prepare three bowls of high-quality farm braised rice.

After it is done, pour sesame oil on the rice and add three sticks of incense, saying that these things are to pay tribute to the Gray Immortal.

The couple was very obedient. Although they were a little hesitant, they followed all my instructions.

After doing this, the three of us stayed with the couple in the bedroom.

As for the reason for doing this, rats love sesame oil. Even if they become spirits and become intelligent, they can't change this, just like weasels love drinking.

Sure enough, less than 10 minutes after the rice and chicken were served, a mouse emerged.

The first one to come out was a gray mouse that was twice the size of a normal mouse. It sniffed in front of the rice and chicken for a while, tasted each, and then took another sip of wine.

After drinking the wine, he lay down and stayed there for half an hour.

This approach confused the couple. Did they drink too much or something?

"What about testing the poison?"

They don't understand, I understand.

These rats were afraid that we would poison our food, so they sent one here to test the poison.

I smiled. I had no intention of tampering with it.

Half an hour later, the poison-testing rat got up, looked around, turned around, and ran away.

Less than 2 minutes later, six big rats ran out.

These six mice are one big and five small.

The big one is about the same size as a kitten. Among the five small ones, the smallest one is twice as big as a normal mouse.

After the rats, five large and six small, came out, they went straight to eat.

What surprised me was that when we came to eat, the largest mouse didn't eat. Instead, he stood up and stood aside to guard the five smaller mice, letting the five smaller mice eat first.

The five little ones ate for about 10 minutes and then staggered away after drinking.

The big one licked his lips and started eating too.

Different from the small one, this big one sits cross-legged and eats and drinks like a human being.

A mouthful of chicken, a mouthful of rice, a mouthful of wine, eating and drinking very comfortably.

More than half an hour later, most of the chicken, most of the bowl of rice, and two bowls of wine that were left after the five younger ones had all gone into the old man's belly, so that it was as if a rubber ball had been stuffed in his belly. of.

Maybe it was because he drank too much. This guy was staggering when he walked. Like the little ones, he drank too much.

I took the opportunity to walk out of the room and followed the rat.

The mouse turned left after leaving the house, and finally got in through a hole near the root of the house.

When I saw the mouse hole, I had an idea, so when I got back to the house, I asked my husband and I to boil water.

A pot of hot water quickly boiled and poured into three thermos pots. I called the two bosses Yu and Tang to carry the pots with me and walked to the mouse hole near the root of the house. The three of us each put the spouts of the pots in our hands. Aiming at the mouse hole, he poured three pots of boiling water down.

Soon, there was a chirping sound inside, and six big mice ran out one after another.

I hold a red string soaked in rooster blood. Every one counts as one. When one comes out, I tie one.

The purpose of using the red string is simple, to prevent the ghosts of these six mice from escaping their shells.

After tying them up, I didn’t coddle them or hold any trial or anything like that, I just beat them to death.

These six big mice all have extremely long tails. The longest one is nearly one meter long.

Rat tails are good things, and the tails of mature rats are the best of the best. I used a knife to cut off all the tails of these mice.

"Brother, why are you cutting off their tails?"

Boss Tang, who had been holding back for a long time, finally found the opportunity to speak.

"The rat tail is a good thing!"

I smiled and explained to him.

This rat tail is of little use to laymen, but it is of great use to those of us who practice Taoism.

Rat tail is an excellent material for making magic pens.

In rat cultivation, most of the cultivation is in the tail. Generally speaking, the longer the tail, the higher the cultivation. The old rat my second uncle and I dealt with last time had its tail dragging on the ground like a snake. .

Unfortunately, the last scene was too brutal and we didn’t receive a few decent rat tails.

"There is still such a saying!" Boss Tang nodded thoughtfully.

I asked the couple for some oil and firewood, and burned the mice with my own hands. After burning, I collected the ashes together. This thing is also useful.

"Master Chen, haven't these rats become spirits? How can they win such a simple set?"

Boss Yu, who had been holding back, couldn't hold back and asked.