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

"I apologized to him, Director Zhong, are you confused?"

Assistant Director Diao slapped away Director Zhong's hand, pointed at his second uncle and said arrogantly: "He's such a charlatan, I'll let him in in a minute! Director Zhong, don't forget who my uncle is, don't Forgot that I came from the compound!"

"You came from the compound? You also have an awesome uncle, right?"

The second uncle was still smiling, but quietly there was a piece of yellow paper in his hand.

With a few simple folds, the second uncle folded the yellow form paper into a small figure, pricked his finger with a silver needle, and wrote the words Diao Yufei on the small figure with blood.

After writing the name, the second uncle took out a red rope. He didn't recite a spell or make a seal. He just tied the red rope into a knot and put it on the paper man's head. Then he pulled it up and smiled at Assistant Director Diao. Said: "Let you taste the feeling of hanging first!"

After saying that, the red rope tightened and strangled the paper man's head.

Assistant Director Diao watched the second uncle's operation the whole time. His eyes lost the arrogance at the beginning and became more hesitant. When the red rope tightened, his eyes suddenly widened and the skin on his neck visibly sunk downwards. lock up.

"Well, it's not good enough!"

The second uncle glanced at Assistant Director Diao and lifted the red rope up again. The marks on Assistant Director Diao's neck became deeper, and he stood on tiptoes following the marks.

After these two operations, Assistant Director Diao finally recognized the reality. The look in his eyes when he looked at his second uncle lost the arrogance and turned into fear.

"Comfortable?"

The second uncle asked with a smile, without stopping, he raised his hand again.

Assistant Director Diao raised his toes again and his face was already red.

"Master Chen, Master Chen, if Lao Diao's crime will not lead to death, please spare him this time!"

Only then did Director Zhong and the other two people react and step forward to beg for mercy.

"Ask him, are you convinced?"

The second uncle had no intention of letting go, he just nuzzled at Assistant Director Diao.

Assistant Director Diao wanted to speak, but couldn't. He just looked at his second uncle pleadingly.

"He's done with it, he's done with it!"

Director Zhong's face turned pale with fright.

"Really convinced?"

The second uncle asked with a smile, but his hand quietly lifted the red rope again.

"Uh!"

Assistant Director Diao's forehead suddenly had veins popping out, and his eyes were blurry.

"Master Chen, I beg you, he is really convinced!"

Director Zhong almost cried.

"Oh, let me ask!"

The second uncle glanced at Assistant Director Diao nonchalantly, loosened the red rope, and the dent between Assistant Director Diao's neck became shallower.

"Are you convinced?" The second uncle looked at Assistant Director Diao and asked calmly.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" Assistant Director Diao burst into tears.

"Just take it!"

The second uncle nodded and untied the red rope slowly.

The moment the paper man's head was detached from the red rope, the dent on Deputy Diao's neck disappeared, and he fell to the ground as if exhausted. A smell of urine followed, and the guy was so scared that he peed.

"Old Liu!"

Director Zhong winked at Assistant Director Liu, who without saying a word helped Assistant Director Diao and walked out, while showing an apologetic smile to his second uncle.

The second uncle didn't say anything, but looked at Assistant Director Diao coldly. I could tell that the second uncle was really murderous.

This is not right.

For more than half a year, I have been with my second uncle.

During this period, there were many people who offended my second uncle, but my second uncle had never been as murderous as he was today. Something must have happened that I don’t know about.

After Assistant Director Diao was helped out, the second uncle unfolded the paper figurine, burned it with his own hands, and said to Director Zhong: "Let's bypass him for today. One more time..."

The second uncle didn't say anything further, but the meaning was very clear. There would be no next time.

"Master Chen, don't worry, there will never be a next time!" Director Zhong quickly took over.

"Ok!"

The second uncle nodded lightly, then looked at Sister Cha, and said, "Come on, let's continue. I'll see how many injections you can survive!"

Sister Cha was still paralyzed. She raised her eyelids and said feebly: "Come on, kill me if you can!"

"it is good!"

The second uncle showed a standard smile like a waiter facing customers, squatted in front of Sister Cha, grabbed her right foot and raised it, and said: "Three needles of Gui Lei, which is Yinbai point, into the second point, straight from the outside to the inside. prick!"

As the explanation continued, the silver needle slowly penetrated.

The moment it penetrated, Sister Cha started to tremble again.

The second uncle ignored her, but looked up at me and asked, "Remember!"

I nodded and glanced at Sister Cha without any trace.

Sister Cha now doesn't even have the strength to shake, her lips are trembling, and her teeth are clashing up and down, making clicking sounds.

"Not bad, I survived three injections!"

The second uncle nodded appreciatively and took out the fourth silver needle.

Different from the previous three needles, seeing her second uncle pull out another silver needle, the fear in Sister Cha's eyes could no longer be concealed.

When the second uncle saw this, he patted Sister Cha comfortingly and said, "Young man, it's been a long time since I've seen such a capable Huangxian like you. You should be proud of yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the second uncle took Sister Cha's right palm, inserted the silver needle into the center point of the wrist and the horizontal lines of the palm, and said: "Four needles in the ghost heart, which is the Daling point, go in five minutes, and stab straight from the outside to the inside. !”

Under the prick of this needle, Sister Cha rolled her eyes, and her legs that were lying on the ground suddenly straightened, and then there was a gurgling sound, and she became incontinent.

The second uncle did not continue, but stopped, took out a cigarette, lit it and held it in his mouth, but did not smoke, but looked down at Sister Cha.

"Do you want to continue?"

After about ten seconds, the second uncle asked gently.

"After...you...mother..."

Sister Cha opened her mouth, and every time she uttered a word, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

"Yes, he is a good boy, keep up the good work!"

After being scolded, the second uncle not only lost his temper, but looked at Sister Cha with gentler eyes, and took out the fifth silver needle. But this time, he did not insert the needle, but inserted the silver needle from the cigarette butt until it stung. He put it into the butt of the cigarette and took a long puff.

With this puff, the cigarette burned out almost instantly, and the silver needle as thin as a cow hair was burned red almost instantly. At this time, the second uncle took action like lightning, pulled out the silver needle, and pierced Sister Cha's right hand. On the outside of the foot, directly below the outer malleolus, in the depression, say at the same time: "Five needles on the ghost path, which is the Shenmai point, fire needles, three times!"

The moment he spoke, the second uncle pulled out the silver needle, inserted it, pulled it out again, and inserted it again.

After the first injection, Sister Cha fainted without even humming.

After the third injection, Sister Cha snorted and woke up again. At the same time, there was another gurgling sound, and she peed again.

I've been dumbfounded now. I know a little bit about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

It is said that for the ghosts that possess the human body, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are like the punishment of being cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

This is not important. What is important is that the second uncle's mental state at the moment makes me a little worried. When he is like this, I inexplicably think of the cat ghost tattooed on his chest.