Does the entertainment industry still have this kind of operation?

"It's you? So young?" Han Xiaomeng was nervously wrapped in the quilt because of being overly frightened.

At this time, she raised her eyebrows. Although she recognized Yan Zhen as her savior, she obviously didn't trust Yan Zhen's level.

"Although she was young, she was the one who told me that there was something wrong with jumping off the cliff." Lu Ming said, and then introduced to Yan Zhen, "This is Sister Han. You saved her when the landslide happened a few days ago. Do you still remember?" No."

"Who did you learn fortune telling from?" Han Xiaomeng asked Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen said, "Self-taught."

Han Xiaomeng: "..."

Lu Ming: "..."

The general answer is that self-study is fine, why do you still become a talent.

They have never seen such a brazen person...

Han Xiaomeng looked at Yan Zhen's young face, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Okay, for the sake of saving me once, let me do the math."

Yan Zhen said bluntly: "The thing you are most worried about now is probably how to leave gracefully without ruining your reputation."

Han Xiaomeng was startled, and quickly stabilized herself: "What else?"

She was really worried about this matter.

In the previous cliff jumping and landslide, although she didn't encounter any accidents in the end, if she was unlucky, she would die directly.

Han Xiaomeng felt that if she stayed any longer, there must be more than good luck.

But this is an opportunity to make money, and it is also an opportunity to earn fans.

If he broke the contract and left, it would be good if the show wasn't popular, but if it became popular in the future, it would definitely become a black spot for him.

Han Xiaomeng wants to climb higher.

Therefore, she has not yet decided whether life is more important or fame is more important.

Yan Zhen didn't answer Han Xiaomeng's question, but glanced at Han Xiaomeng's hand.

He continued: "Your family background is good. Before the age of ten, you were relatively rich. Unfortunately, there is an older brother in your family who can eat, drink, prostitute and gamble on a daily basis, and completely ruined the family."

Han Xiaomeng suddenly stood up against the quilt: "Where did you know?"

Yan Zhen said again: "You are very ambitious, you became a sponsor when you were young, and you changed three times in six years. Now the situation is very good, but the current sponsor seems to be getting bored, so you just follow the example of those Hong Kong stars raising little devils." , stole other people's luck, and a few days ago, he ran into ghosts and gods, so he suffered backlash."

Lu Ming counted on his fingers, "Jiji, isn't that just in high school?"

Han Xiaomeng who was sitting on the bed was shocked, her pupils constricted and her breathing became short of breath.

Before, she thought that Yan Zhen was just a country girl, but after hearing so many secrets that she had concealed for many years, she finally couldn't sit still.

She wanted to strangle Yan Zhen to death so that he could not tell the dark history.

Fortunately, she is still rational and knows that violence cannot solve the problem. Now, the most important thing is her life.

"Master, I don't want to die." Han Xiaomeng shed two lines of tears falsely, "Tell me, what I did wrong, I will definitely make it up."

Yan Zhen shook his legs and asked, "Didn't you realize it?"

Han Xiaomeng wept and said, "I don't want to keep little ghosts anymore, and I'll return everything else when I go back."

Yan Zhen ate melon seeds: "How do you plan to return it?"

Han Xiaomeng was stunned, unable to answer.

She said these words to deal with it, after all, no one would give up this opportunity seeing that she was about to become popular.

Yan Zhen hit the nail on the head and said, "You are not sincere enough." She got up and was about to leave.

Han Xiaomeng quickly grasped this life-saving straw: "Just do it, tell me what to do, and I will definitely do it!"

Yan Zhen sat back on the stool and looked at Han Xiaomeng fixedly, those eyes seemed to penetrate deep into Han Xiaomeng's heart.

She knew that Han Xiaomeng would not.

"Raising little ghosts is detrimental to morality. If I am willing, there are a million ways to prevent you from raising little ghosts." Yan Zhen persuaded, "But I am too kind, so I just want to give you a chance to save yourself."

Han Xiaomeng was quiet for a moment: "Master, I really repent." Her attitude was sincere, and she was a different person from when she first entered the door.

Lu Ming also persuaded him.

After all, Han Xiaomeng is the heroine, if the heroine can't hold on, the show will basically be dirty, and everyone's dream of becoming a god will be shattered.

Yan Zhen said, "Okay, let me tell you once, listen carefully."

Han Xiaomeng wiped away tears and nodded.

"It's useless for you to worship the heavens, because you offend other people's ancestral graves." Yan Zhen said, "This village doesn't have air-conditioning. , is naturally the first to be blamed."

Han Xiaomeng turned pale after hearing this: "So it's not just my fault?"

Yan Zhen nodded.

Han Xiaomeng realized that she was probably just tricked by someone, so she was so angry that she wanted to stand up and beat someone up.

Lu Ming quickly threw him down, and asked Yan Zhen, "Then what should we do now?"

Yan Zhen said, "Simple."

Lu Mingxing stared at the past.

Yan Zhen said, "One is to let the brat go."

After hearing this, Han Xiaomeng's expression darkened.

She asked, "Can't we just help people rebuild their ancestral graves?"

Yan Zhen smiled at her: "Who is going to repair it? If someone else goes, you won't have any merit. If you go to repair it, with the ghost energy on your body, you probably won't be able to live for three hours."

Han Xiaomeng gritted her teeth: "Okay, then let it go!"

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Han Xiaomeng was decisive at the critical moment, no wonder he was able to climb to his current position.

Han Xiaomeng took out the kid's jar.

Yan Zhen opened the hijab, and something floated out of it, and then a little paper figurine in a red and green flowered jacket crawled out.

She burned a stick of incense, and another yellow talisman. The little ghost ate the incense, jumped outside, and finally dissipated into black mist.

At the same time, Han Xiaomeng spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Yan Zhen returned the jar to Han Xiaomeng: "Don't be afraid, it's just poisonous blood. After you spit it out, your body will be clean."

Han Xiaomeng panted heavily, bowed her head and remained silent.

She really believed it this time.

There was still contempt before, but after seeing such a mysterious scene, she completely believed that Yan Zhen had real skills.

aside.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Lu Ming was so surprised that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

At first, she wondered what kind of code the two said "little ghost" and "ghost energy", but she didn't expect it to be the dirty thing in her imagination.

This kind of thing really exists, and it can steal people's luck? !

It's so convenient...

Yan Zhen took a look at Lu Ming and frightened her: "To raise a kid, you need to support your own luck. Once you get backlash, your life will be over."

Lu Ming shuddered, and quickly explained: "I'll just think about it."

After releasing the kid, Yan Zhen said, "Just go and rebuild the ancestral grave."

Han Xiaomeng nodded.

Yan Zhen said: "After repairing, we need to sprinkle some water and put white flowers on it." She took out a piece of paper and "burned the letter of apology to them."

"So troublesome?" Han Xiaomeng said.

Yan Zhen smiled: "Of course it can be done without trouble, but after all, human life is precious, and if it is done simply, the effect may not be very good."

Han Xiaomeng had no choice but to call the assistant, who sent a set of tools for repairing the stele.

It was evening after finishing.

Yan Zhen reminded: "If you let go of the little ghost and raise it again, you will fall into a situation where there is no redemption."

This sentence dispelled Han Xiaomeng's last thought.

She feebly replied: "I see." Then wearily gave a thank you, "Thank you, but please don't say anything about this time."

Yan Zhen said, "Communication is inconvenient in the mountains, I have no place to talk about it."

Then he stretched out his hand: "What about the reward, give it to me."

The author has something to say: Yan Zhen: I, the magic stick, make money!Understand?

Zhao Baoshang: (silently sending money...)

Yan Zhen: Princess! !I have money!Some idiot sent me money anonymously, so we can go eat hot pot!

Zhao Baoshang: ...you will lose your rich princess