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

The girl's name is Zheng Jiayi. She is 22 years old and has no formal job. She is a distant relative of Wang Desheng. According to seniority, Wang Desheng is called uncle.

Wang Desheng said that Zheng Jiayi started to feel strange since she came back. At first, she thought she was tired, but later she found out that was not the case.

24 hours a day, Zheng Jiayi can sleep for [-] hours. The first few days were fine. She was just drowsy. She still understood everything she asked and was still conscious.

After a week, I lost consciousness. I was eating and sleeping, and I didn’t know what to ask.

When the family saw this, they knew that he had an evil disease and began to seek medical treatment.

I searched for several gentlemen near my home and tried all kinds of methods. Not only did it not work, it even got worse.

"It's a bit like losing your soul!"

After listening to Wang Desheng's description, I judged.

"I also judged this way, but after using all the methods, Jiayi is still the same!" Wang Desheng took a puff of cigarette and said: "Nephew, you also know that we so-called Mr. Yin and Yang and the goddess are gone. They are all wild people with no serious inheritance. We call the soul to exorcise evil spirits and use methods that have been passed down for a long time!"

"Look, we have used chicken blood to quell shock, dripping water from chopsticks, jumping into a brazier to ward off evil spirits, rusty needle test, calling souls in the middle of the night, and using plaster to ward off evil spirits. But they are of no use at all!"

Wang Desheng's brows furrowed more and more as he spoke, "I thought, nephew, your family is an orthodox Taoist priest, so you are no better than a dabbler like me, so I wanted to give it a try with you!"

What Wang Desheng said was true, and I could hear the underlying meaning behind his words. If my father were still here, he would definitely come to see me as soon as possible.

But my father is gone, and as a young man in his twenties, it is difficult for others to trust me.

He came to see me today, treating a dead horse as a live doctor.

I'm not angry, that's human nature.

As the saying goes, if you don't talk well, you can't do things well. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it.

"Uncle, whether it succeeds or fails, I will try my best!"

I'm not talking big words, I can only say that I try my best.

An hour and a half later, Zheng Jiayi's home arrived.

The Zheng family is well off and has built a three-story building in the village. His family is a large grain grower and makes a lot of money every year.

When I arrived, Father Zheng came out to greet me.

I was happy when I saw Father Zheng. I knew this man. He had asked my father to do something for him before.

When my father was here, every spring when he was farming, Father Zheng would invite me to come over to pray for good weather and a good harvest.

I called Uncle Zheng and said hello. Without any nonsense, I entered the room and looked directly at Zheng Jiayi.

When she came to the bedroom, she saw Zheng Jiayi curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly.

"Jiayi wakes up early every morning and can stay awake for three or four hours at a time!" Zheng's mother whispered from the side.

"Ok!"

I nodded, came to Zheng Jiayi's head, raised my hand and opened Zheng Jiayi's eyelids. There was a small amount of bloodshot eyes in the whites, but it was not obvious.

It's not that he was surrendered, nor that he was cursed. He is not yet possessed by a ghost.

Letting go of my eyelids, I walked around to the end of the bed, pulled open a corner of the quilt, and touched Zheng Jiayi's bare feet. My feet were cold, even a little cold on my hands.

I touched all the way up until I passed my calf, and then I felt a hint of warmth.

"Master Xiao Chen, why are you still trying to get higher and higher? The old Mrs. Zhang we were looking for before said that our Jiayi had lost her soul, and she even wrote a soul-collecting talisman, but it didn't work. Mrs. Zhang I got sick because of this talisman and I’m still not cured!”

When I touched Zheng Jiayi's feet, Zheng's mother didn't say anything. When I touched her feet, she was no longer willing. She even lifted Mrs. Zhang out to press me. From the look on her face, Zheng's father was not satisfied with my touching her feet. Uncle Wang, I don’t mean that.

I know this old Mrs. Zhang, she is considered a cultivated person, she can barely be regarded as a Dharma lineage, and she has some inheritance.

When I came, Uncle Wang also told me about Mrs. Zhang’s visit.

Mother Zheng's meaning is very obvious. Even such a famous goddess can't do anything. What can you, a young man with no hair on his lips, do?

I couldn't help but touch my daughter's feet and legs.

At this time, if I didn't speak up, although I wouldn't be kicked out, I would definitely be considered incompetent.

I pondered for a moment and then said: "It is recorded in "The Three Arrays of Chasing the Three Formations on Kuigang Cloud Road in Jiutian" that there are four kinds of soul chasing, the first is lost soul, the second is fascination, the third is soul seizing, and the fourth is soul seizing by ghosts! "

"It means that there are four situations of losing one's soul. The first one is called losing one's soul, where one dreams too much and forgets about it, and then wakes up when he returns home. It means that one often dreams randomly and doesn't remember much when he wakes up, which will lead to illness over time. "

After saying the first one, I paused and looked around. Father Zheng and Mother Zheng looked at me a little eagerly, while Uncle Wang's eyes lit up.

Seeing that I stopped talking, Uncle Wang hurriedly said: "Old nephew, go on!"

"Uncle, don't worry!"

I smiled, not because I was pretending to be pretentious, but because things are like this, if you don’t pretend to be pretentious, people really won’t take you seriously.

Just like Zheng’s mother, she thought I was eating her daughter’s tofu!

"Master Xiao Chen, we are not in a hurry, please take your time!"

Father Zheng saw that I was dissatisfied, so he handed me a cigarette with a smile on his face.

"will not!"

I shook my head, without stretching my arms, and continued, face is mutual, you give me face, then I will give you face, "The second ecstasy is caused by focusing on things, or being frightened by animals and humans Sickness. This means that people with ecstasy are either frightened, confused by emotions, or overly obsessed with something. People with ecstasy often wake up from sleep, suffer from insomnia, and suffer from insomnia all day long. Terrified, afraid of sleeping alone at night.”

"The third form of soul-seizing syndrome is when a person steals his or her soul for the gods due to a curse, causing the person to die. In a dream, the underworld official comes to take it away and falls into a coma. This is a fatal disease. People with the soul-seizing disorder are caused by evil masters or evil masters. After the evil god curses, his soul is taken away by him, which will lead to sudden death. People with this kind of symptoms will dream of Yin soldiers catching themselves, and will be in a long-term coma, loss of appetite, and dizziness."

"The fourth form of temtemesis is that women often have strange dreams and communicate with ghosts, resulting in coma, dreaming of ghosts eating and wandering around, and confusion. If not treated, they will die in three days. People with temtemesis are possessed by ghosts and evil spirits. If the soul is taken away, a man dreams of a woman, and a woman dreams of a man, and all kinds of dreams of ghostly intercourse and fornication appear, and the mind becomes dizzy, the essence is withered, the body becomes worse and worse, and over time, the ghost will die, and after death, he will accompany this ghost."

I explained the four situations clearly one by one, looked at Father Zheng, and said, "Check which of these four situations is right! If it is right, let's prescribe the right medicine."

Father Zheng and Mother Zheng looked at each other, and Mother Zheng spoke first: "The first and third types are quite similar!"

"Two?"

I was a little surprised.

"Ok!"

Mother Zheng nodded and said, "After Jiayi came back from watching the concert, she felt like the first type at first, and then it seemed like the third type!"

"concert?"

My heart moved, and I remembered something my second uncle told me. Some celebrities would use their concerts to increase their luck.