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

"just OK!"

The second uncle obviously had no intention of teasing me. Lao Lu and I explained a few words, saying that the main purpose of opening the forum was to explore each other's background, and by the way, to confuse the other party and make the other party relax their vigilance.

The two men nodded in confusion. Looking at the looks of these two people, I knew that the explanation was in vain.

However, the way the forum was opened this time did confirm what my second uncle and I had speculated before. The child's loss of soul was man-made. This time, my second uncle and I were very likely to get involved in the entanglement of a wealthy family.

In addition, I also explored a lot about the Dharma Master.

The other party is not that kind of half-baked mage, but a mage who has a serious inheritance of Dharma teachings and can decorate the altar.

Judging from the fighting situation, the opponent's cultivation level is not as high as mine, but he has many methods and is quite conceited.

The most important thing is that the other party has no plans to kill the child for the time being. Otherwise, with his methods, the child would have died long ago.

What's more, just as my second uncle said, with my methods, there is no guarantee that the child's soul will be brought back unharmed.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, the actress arrived.

The actress is in her early forties this year. She may have taken good care of herself and the years have not left many traces on her body.

When I was a child, I grew up watching the dramas of female stars, who were also my idols when I was a child.

I really didn't expect that she had such an illegitimate child.

After joining the industry, I can’t remember how many childhood idols have collapsed, and this is another one.

I did the math and found that the actress was already 34-[-] when she gave birth to this child. Actresses really work hard to give birth to a child at this age. This also proves from the side that the identity of the child's father is not simple.

In my memory, what impressed me most about this actress was her long burgundy wavy hair in a certain TV series.

Therefore, we call the actress Sister Wave here.

"Master Chen, we meet again!"

Sister Lang respects her second uncle very much. Judging from her words, the two have met before.

"Master Xiao Chen, I have heard of your name a long time ago!"

After saying hello to my second uncle, Sister Lang said hello to me again.

When we met for the first time, Sister Lang gave me the feeling of spring breeze.

After saying hello to my second uncle and me, Sister Lang went to see the child, and the expression on her face changed from a slight smile to one of anxiety.

It was just a matter of turning my head, and Sister Bo wave performed a face-changing trick on me. I was convinced by this acting skill.

Therefore, I cannot tell or understand whether she really cares about her children or whether she is pretending to care about them.

Although I had known for a long time that Sister Lang's acting skills were good, I still didn't expect it to be this good.

How should I put it, I feel like Sister Lang is acting in every move she makes.

After looking at the child for a few times and then falling asleep, Lao Lu and his wife began to tell Sister Lang about the child's recent situation in the past two days. Lao Lu also talked about the fight in the morning.

When she heard that the incense burner exploded and I pretended to be injured, Sister Bao couldn't help it and looked at me twice.

I didn't say anything, but nodded when she looked over.

"Master Chen, little Master Chen, what happened to the child?"

After Lao Lu and his wife finished speaking, Sister Lang asked with a hint of worry.

"I don't know anything else, but I can tell you one thing. The mage we are fighting with wants to take action, but he can't do it without 50!"

The second uncle looked at Sister Lang meaningfully and said, "Think carefully about where your son offended a person with money and resources!"

An eight-year-old child goes to and from school on time every day, who can he offend?

The second uncle made it obvious that the root cause lies with Sister Lang herself.

Sister Lang didn't know whether she understood or not. There was no drastic change in her expression, but she said with a hint of confusion: "That shouldn't be the case. An An is so young, who can she offend?"

This performance can be said to be watertight.

Second uncle has already said what needs to be said, and the rest is none of our business.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the strange man that the second uncle was looking for arrived.

The second uncle called this strange man Lao Ge. This Lao Ge wore a black double-breasted gown on his upper body, black cloth trousers on his lower body, a pair of old black cloth shoes on his feet, and a black cloth bag on his shoulder. With his lean figure and dark skin, he looked like he had been in a bitter kiln for decades before he came out.

What impressed me the most was Lao Ge's eyes. When he looked at people, his eyes were like knives. When he looked at them twice, I got goosebumps and the energy in my Dantian became even stronger. It was a surge, almost a rebellion.

Fortunately, he only glanced at me twice and then narrowed his eyes.

The most unbearable one was Sister Lang. She almost peed when Lao Ge looked at her twice, and her legs tightened. When Lao Ge looked away, she hurried to the toilet.

I wonder if Lao Ge has practiced some kind of eye magic. Otherwise, it is difficult to explain how he could have such an effect.

My second uncle had already expected what would happen. When Lao Ge looked at me, he even had some expectations.

After Sister Lang came out of the toilet, we entered the children's room together. The second uncle briefly talked about the child's condition and the battle.

After hearing this, Lao Ge squinted his eyes and looked at the child thoughtfully, but said nothing.

"Are you sure you can bring back my son's soul without damage?"

After a while, seeing that Lao Ge remained silent, Sister Lang couldn't help but ask.

"can!"

Lao Ge uttered one word in a low voice and said: "As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy to talk about!"

"After curing my son, I won't lose a penny of the 500 million!" Sister Bao said immediately.

"You two, get out!"

Lao Ge did not answer, but pointed at Lao Lu and his wife.

Lao Lu and his wife looked at Sister Lang. After Sister Lang nodded, they went out.

When they went out, Lao Ge pursed his lips toward the window and said, "Close the curtains!"

Sister Bao didn't hesitate this time, walked directly to the window and closed the curtains.

Lao Ge got on the bed and sat cross-legged opposite the child.

When Sister Bao came back, he said again: "You are the mother of the child, give me a piece of your hair, and give me another piece of the child's hair!"

After saying that, Lao Ge ignored Sister Lang, took off the cloth bag on his shoulders, and took out a withered yellow bone flute from it.

Since entering the house, Lao Ge's hands have been trapped in his sleeves and have not been stretched out.

This time he took off the cloth bag and his hands were exposed.

I froze when I saw his hands.

The reason is simple. The ring finger and little finger of his left hand were broken at the same root. The same is true for the ring finger and little finger of his right hand.

In other words, he only has six fingers.

What Lao Ge did next completely shocked me. He wrapped the hair of Sister Bao and her son around the first section of the middle finger of his left hand, then inserted the section of the middle finger into the bone flute, and then twisted it violently. Hearing a click, he broke off one of his middle fingers!