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

Cat ghost, when I heard these three words, I subconsciously glanced at my second uncle's chest. Is this thing worthy of being called a cat ghost?

"This and your second uncle's are not the same thing!"

Seeing what I was thinking, Lao Ge chuckled, took out a wolf tooth that he had pulled out from the mouth of the old wolf that pretended to be a man a while ago from his black cloth bag, and raised his hand to get the black hair spread on the bed. mat.

The moment he picked up the mat, it seemed to be alive. It rolled up instantly and wrapped up Lao Ge's left arm. Lao Ge bared his teeth in joy and clicked the wolf fangs on his right hand against the mat.

With this stabbing, the black fur mat let out a shrill cry, shrank suddenly, and became even tighter.

Lao Ge didn't care, and stabbed twice more in a leisurely manner.

With the third stab, the black fur mat loosened and fell off Lao Ge's arm. A large ball of dirty blood gushes out from inside the mat and falls onto the sheets.

"That's it!"

Lao Ge nodded with satisfaction, put away his wolf fangs, rolled up the black fur mat again, tied it with a red rope, and tucked it under the creaking nest.

"Is this a cat ghost?"

I asked, pointing to the dark mass of blood on the bed.

"Yes!"

Lao Ge nodded, patted the black fur cushion under his arm, and said, "This cushion is made of black cat skin!"

After that, he explained to me the cat ghosts and gods.

Lao Ge said that this thing is just like a ghost, with different abilities depending on the materials used.

According to the different materials used, ghosts are divided into oil ghosts, ghost statues and evil ghosts.

Of these three kinds of ghosts, the main material of the oil ghost is corpse oil, the main material of the ghost statue is partial corpses and corpse mud, and the main material of the evil ghost is a complete child corpse.

It can be seen from the materials that the evil ghost is the most vicious, the ghost is the second best, and the oil ghost is the worst.

The same goes for cats, ghosts and gods.

There are many ways to make cat ghosts. Some include cutting off the cat's head, wrapping it in silk and satin, and placing it on the altar table to recite incantations and worship for 49 to [-] days.

Some do not need to kill cats, but only need to feed live cats in special methods to allow them to become sperm.

Also, you don’t even need a cat. You just need to place a small bowl behind the door or in the corner, fill it with some leftover rice, burn incense and recite mantras every day. If one day, the food suddenly disappears, the cat ghost will be born.

The cats, ghosts and gods refined through these methods do not have great magical powers, nor are they very ferocious.

The most ferocious is the second uncle's method of sacrificial refining, which involves killing a cat and skinning it, then wrapping the baby's body in cat skin, and then supplementing it with incantations for refining.

The cats, ghosts and gods that are sacrificed in this way are the most ferocious.

And what we are discovering now is another kind of sacrificial refining method.

This method is mostly popular in prostitutes and brothels.

Kill a number of black female kittens, skin them after killing them, beat the souls of the kittens into the skins, then make the skins into mattresses and spread them under the bed.

Because prostitutes perform prostitutes on the bed every day, the kitten's soul is ignorant and learns naturally.

Over time, cats will learn from human affairs, and they will also engage in sexual activities and take supplements.

This method has the effect of promoting excitement.

"This mat was made using this method of sacrifice!" Lao Ge said at the end, patting the mat under his armpits.

Having said this, Lao Ge paused, looked at the costumed brother behind me and said, "Boy, think carefully about who can put this mat under your bed!"

Having said this, it is already very clear.

It's not a hotel problem or a room problem, it's a people problem.

It doesn't work for the costume guy to change hotels or rooms because no matter how he changes, someone puts this mat under his bed.

And there is only one person who can do this, and that is Brother Costume's assistant Xiaowen.

"Xiaowen?"

The costume brother struggled to say two words and said: "Can't you?"

"What do you think?" the second uncle said with a chuckle.

The ancient costume brother was silent. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked very uncomfortable.

If it were me, I would feel uncomfortable too.

If you are being tricked by an outsider, that's okay, but being stabbed in the back by someone close to you is indescribable.

Now that the matter is here, Lao Ge has told several theories about refining cat ghosts and gods. There is still a pool of black blood on the bed sheets, so the costume brother can't help but not believe it.

After almost 2 minutes, the costume brother took a deep breath, took out his phone, and called Wang Xi. After getting through, he said, "Sister Xi, you and Xiaowen come here!"

In less than a minute, there was a knock on the door. After opening it, Wang Xi and Xiaowen walked in one after another.

"What's wrong? Have you dealt with it?"

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Xi asked impatiently.

"It's done!"

I smiled and stared at Xiaowen behind Wang Xi.

To be honest, Xiaowen is a girl who has an energy that I feel pity for, which makes men feel very good. Of course, girls like her are generally described as green tea among girls.

"Xiaowen, am I sorry for you in any way?"

The costume brother didn't yell as I expected, but asked with red eyes and a little choked up.

"There are so many personal assistants in the company, and I give you the best treatment!"

"During the holidays, when did I not give you a red envelope? When did you girls have a holiday? When did I not take care of you during your menstrual period? Tell me, why am I sorry for you? Harm me so much?"

The costume brother became more and more excited as he talked, and finally couldn't hold back the tears and shed them.

As soon as the costume brother opened his mouth, Xiao Wen knew that the truth was revealed. When questioned, she just remained silent and didn't even deny it.

"Oh, the mole!"

Wang Xi pouted, crossed his arms and came to me, glanced at the blood on the bed, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

I briefly talked about cats, ghosts and gods. Wang Xi smacked his lips and looked at Xiaowen thoughtfully. He didn’t know what he was thinking!

"You are talking, why am I sorry to you?"

Xiao Wen remained silent, and the costume brother became even more excited. He took a big step forward, grabbed Xiao Wen's shoulders, and asked while shaking him.

Xiao Wen still didn't say anything, but looked at the costume brother stubbornly, his eyes filled with tears from unknown time.

She acted like this, it seemed that the costume brother was wrong, and the costume brother was a little confused for a while.

After coming back to his senses, the costume brother looked at his second uncle and said, "Master Chen, I'll pay more, can you help me find out the truth?"

"Fifty thousand!" The second uncle opened his palms and gestured.

"Row!"

The costume brother didn't hesitate and nodded directly.

The second uncle didn't waste any time. He took out a silver needle and walked up to Xiao Wen. Without saying a word, he pierced Xiao Wen's body with a needle.

"what!"

Xiaowen didn't expect that his second uncle would take action without saying hello. After the injection, Xiaowen only had time to scream before he froze in place, his body shaking like chaff.

"Speak or not?"

The second uncle asked calmly.

After asking, Xiaowen was given no time to react before the second needle was inserted.

After being pricked by two needles, Xiaowen could no longer stand still.

"Speak or not?"

The second uncle asked again. After asking, before Xiaowen could answer, he took out the third needle and prepared to prick it.

The second uncle was not torture. He didn't give Xiaowen a chance to answer.

"Brother Ninth, you can't stab me anymore!"

Wang Xi saw something was wrong and quickly stopped him.

"I say……"

With the buffer time, Xiaowen struggled to say two words, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

The second uncle had no intention of pulling out the needle and said calmly: "Tell me, who told you to do it?"

Xiaowen's body continued to tremble, his face lost the stubbornness before, and he struggled to spit out the name of a male star.

When I heard this name, I was stunned. I knew this person.

This actor was none other than the one introduced by m at the beginning. He wanted to make his child a little devil and keep him by his side. He and I exchanged insults on the phone, and later he took the blame for it.