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

In the villa, those faces are still there, and every time I take a step, I have to look down for fear of stepping on their faces.

When I walked to the middle of the villa, these faces didn't mean to attack me, they just looked at me.

I thought about it and looked down at a human face at my feet.

This face is very young, with no expression on the palm-sized pale face, and no emotional fluctuations in the clear black eyes.

They just looked at me.

I looked at the faces one by one and found that these faces were all children's faces. They were all young, the oldest one should be no more than ten years old.

No matter how crazy Boss Tang is, he can't kill so many people, so where do these faces come from?

Is there a problem with the feng shui of the villa?

I don't think so.

With Boss Tang's financial resources, when he builds a villa, he will definitely find a Feng Shui master.

There’s nothing wrong with Feng Shui, so what’s the problem?

I can't find the problem, so I can only communicate with these ghosts.

To be honest, if it were a ghost, I would have communicated with them long ago to see what their requirements were, and then negotiate based on their requirements.

But there are more than 100 fucking hands. As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. This is not four hands, but more than 200 hands.

Only one thing made me feel at ease. There was no resentment in these little guys and they were all clean. This is why I dared to walk into the villa again.

After hesitating for a while, I gritted my teeth and decided to communicate with them.

All ghosts and ghosts have closed throats and cannot communicate with others. They must open their throats before they can speak. This is why most people who see ghosts can only see their shapes but not hear their sounds.

If you want to communicate with ghosts, you need to open your throat.

I took out two pieces of yellow form paper, bit off my fingers, and wrote the word "Kui Gang" on them. I pointed the three clear fingers of my left hand and the sword finger of my right hand. I pointed the sword finger at the throat of a human face and recited the throat-opening mantra: "Sadness" My husband often suffers in vain and has troubles. On the way to the three realms, there is a fierce fire, and his throat is often filled with thoughts of hunger and thirst. As soon as he sprinkles nectar, the water becomes like a spring, and the heat is restored, and a cool and secluded place arises. The tranquility and happiness entrust him to transform the happy hometown. I am giving you an offering now, and it will benefit all the people in your fairyland. One grain can turn into a hundred thousand, and there are ghosts and gods in the sand of the river. I serve for billions of kalpas and save countless people in the middle. I seek the voice of Taiyi and go to thank Taiyi for rescuing suffering. The law of Qingxuan, the Lord of Heaven, is taken!"

After reciting it seven times in a row, I shouted softly: "The mantra will open your throat. Please report any injustice or complaint to me quickly!"

Then, the human face and I stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

I'm scratching my head a little, what's going on?

The Throat Opening Spell isn't working?

It doesn't make sense!

I was confused when an oil painting on the wall suddenly fell down. I followed the sound and saw the safe hidden behind the oil painting.

I knew right away that this was the tip they were giving me.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the key or combination to the safe, so even if they gave me a hint, there was nothing I could do.

But I thought of a possibility. They might be sealed in some kind of magic weapon and unable to communicate with me effectively. To put it simply, their five senses were sealed.

Thinking of this, I turned around and walked out of the villa, came to the car, knocked on the window, and said to the driver: "Call your boss, I want to meet with him!"

Seeing that I was fine, the driver immediately took out his cell phone and called Boss Tang.

An hour later, I met Boss Tang in a private room of a teahouse.

Boss Tang is about forty, bald, with a big belly. He holds a rosary in his hand and has dark circles under his eyes. He looks like he is suffering from kidney failure.

I don't know if he has played with women too much, or if he has been eroded by Yin Qi.

When he saw me, Boss Tang looked at me with a scrutinizing gaze for a long time. From his look, he might think I was too young.

Ever since I got off the plane, Boss Tang had always been suspicious of me. I was a little impatient, so I didn’t want to be polite to him and said directly: "The problem with your villa is related to the safe hidden behind the oil painting in the lobby. You and Let me tell you the truth, is there any magic weapon inside?"

"You know about safes?"

Boss Tang had a look of surprise on his face. It was obvious that he didn't expect me to know about the safe. He looked at me with a subconscious look of respect.

I'm a little helpless, people are just cheap, if you don't give them a few words, they won't know their last name.

"Boss Tang, since you invited me over, let's not waste time and try things out. Tell me directly, what exactly is in your safe? I saw more than 100 in your villa today. ghost!"

I simply said it directly without being polite.

"so much?"

Boss Tang was a little surprised and a little unbelievable.

"Boss Tang, can we stop beating around the bush? If you don't believe it, I'll see for you, and you can go to the villa and have a look yourself. I'll ask you again, what's in the safe, and if you keep beating around the bush, please hire someone else. !”

I'm a little annoyed by Boss Tang. This guy is too suspicious!

After saying that, I stood up to leave.

"No, no! Master Chen, I say, I say!"

Seeing that I was not faking it and really wanted to leave, Boss Tang grabbed my arm and said, "I put a bunch of Buddhist beads in the safe!"

"Gabala's!"

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.

When I heard the word "Gabala", I understood it immediately and asked, "Is it 108?"

"Yes!"

Seeing that I could guess the number of pills, Boss Tang's eyes completely changed when he looked at me, from initial suspicion to semi-fanatic belief, and he truly regarded me as an expert.

What is Gabala?

Human bone artifact.

In fact, I can guess 108. Firstly, there are about a hundred faces I saw, and secondly, because of the characteristics of Buddha strings, they usually have this number.

"Master Chen, my old lady believes in Buddhism and is very obsessed with it. For my old lady's birthday a while ago, I specially spent a lot of money to get this string of Kabala! The seller said that this string of Kabala is priced at one hundred and zero. Made from the brow bones of eight deceased masters, it is good for people to carry it with them!"

Boss Tang didn't talk nonsense this time and directly told the origin of Gabala.

After saying that, Boss Tang frowned and continued: "Master Chen, I am also afraid of being cheated. After all, I spent a lot of money. I asked someone to have it tested. It is indeed quite old! But after I got it back, my mother was very resistant to it. Chuan Ga Bala, she said she felt cold all over when she held it and felt uncomfortable, so please keep it locked in the safe since you came back!"

"After that, the house started to be haunted! I thought these kabala skewers themselves were the relics of eminent monks, so the yin energy attracted the ghosts?"

Boss Tang smiled coquettishly.

"Let me tell you, your string of kabala is not made from the eyebrow bones of a senior monk at all, but from the eyebrow bones of a child!" I told the truth directly without being polite.

"Can't you?"

Boss Tang opened his mouth wide, looking like he couldn't believe it, but I could tell that he already believed it.

"Why is it impossible?"

I sneered and said, "Don't you know what the Tibetan areas were like before liberation? Is it weird to use a child's eyebrow bone to make a kabala?"

The worse my attitude was, the more respectful Boss Tang became. When I said this, Boss Tang completely believed me.