The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day 230 Jiang Yiming: "If you don't have a lot of weight, you can come out to bluff and cheat, and you won't be afraid of kicking the iron plate and being thrown into the river?"

From the preparation to the launch of the film "Fairy Tales", it really has been full of twists and turns.

After the casting was finished, it was reported that the start-up was delayed for one month; after finally starting up, the male lead had an accident and had to temporarily change roles.

There are heated discussions on the Internet, saying whether the crew should find a Feng Shui master to take a look.

Jiang Yiming, who had been diving on the Internet all day long, sneered when he saw such remarks. He is a ready-made Feng Shui master, and he didn't see that the crew needed to correct Feng Shui.

But Tang Xianli took it seriously.

Tang Xianli originally came from the other side of the sea, and he was especially superstitious there, so he spent a lot of money and invited a so-called Feng Shui master to the set to watch.

Jiang Yiming saw that the other party was quite old, with red hair and beautiful face, and was well maintained.

At first glance, I thought it was an invited group performer, impromptu acting as a Daoist or something.

After careful questioning, I found out that this person came to see Feng Shui.

"How much?" Jiang Yiming asked the assistant director in a low voice.

The assistant director gestured.

"Thirty thousand? It's okay." Jiang Yiming thought, it's okay to spend thirty thousand for peace of mind.

The assistant director glanced at him: "30."

Jiang Yiming: "..." Tang Xianli is really being taken advantage of?

He stood aside with his chest folded, wanting to see what opinion this white-haired and red-faced little old man could give.

The assistant at the side brought the phone at this time, it was a video request from Zhong Sheng.

Jiang Yiming clicked on it, greeted Zhong Sheng with a smile, and said, "It's just right, I'll broadcast a live broadcast of a swindling little old man for you, our director Tang really has money and nowhere to spend it."

Zhong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Showing and deceiving?"

"Director Tang obviously felt that the recent troubles had something to do with Fengshui, so he specially invited a Fengshui master to come over to have a look." Jiang Yiming said.

He didn't deliberately avoid Tang Xianli, and his voice was not light, which attracted Director Tang to look over, put a finger in front of his lips, and signaled Young Master Jiang to be quiet and not to disturb the master.

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes.

"Fengshui master please?" Zhong Sheng chuckled on the other end of the phone. Jiang Yiming was on the set, and he even hired a Fengshui master to come over. He looked like he was playing tricks, and he laughed, "Then what do you think of that person? Sample?"

"Pretentious." Jiang Yiming looked at it for a long time and gave a four-word evaluation.

Still no volume down.

The assistant director made a gasping sound on the side.

Tang Xianli and the old man with white hair and childlike face both looked over.

The old man frowned and strode towards Jiang Yiming.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, and said to Zhong Sheng: "It seems that someone is going to trouble me."

"Let Xiao Gao Xiaopang stand over." Zhong Sheng said.

Xiao Gao and Xiao Pang are the two bodyguards of Young Master Jiang.

"It makes sense." Jiang Yiming nodded, not conscious at all that he was trying to bully others, he waved to a short distance away, and two bodyguards rushed over immediately.

As soon as the old man walked in front of Jiang Yiming, the two tall bodyguards rushed over and stood in front of Jiang Yiming, one left and one right, like two big mountains, directly blocking Young Master Jiang Strictly.

"What did you just say?" asked the so-called Feng Shui master invited by Tang Xianli.

"I said a lot just now, which sentence are you referring to?" Jiang Yiming hid behind the two bodyguards and asked in a spirited manner.

"You know what I'm asking!" The little old man laughed angrily, "You young man, you are young, you don't suffer from your mouth, sooner or later you will have a big somersault!"

Jiang Yiming nodded: "Don't bother."

The little old man was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Tang Xianli had no choice but to come up to smooth things over, coughed, and signaled Jiang Yiming to stop talking, then he looked at the little old man and asked, "Master, do you think there is any problem here?"

The little old man withdrew his gaze, glanced at Tang Xianli, and snorted, "I'll take another look."

Jiang Yiming curled his lips mockingly, but this time he didn't say anything.

He walked slowly behind Tang Xianli and the little old man, wanting to see what this man could say.

"Your place is deep and wide, and it's right on the mouth of Fenghuang. It's not good." The little old man shook his head.

"On Fenghuang's mouth?" Tang Xianli asked hastily.

The little old man didn't answer but instead asked: "Let me figure it out, did your place catch fire not long ago?"

Tang Xianli hasn't answered yet.

"The forest is the mouth of the Phoenix. When the Phoenix opened his mouth, he would spit out fire. It is normal for a big fire from time to time. If you are filming here, you will definitely have trouble in the future." The little old man continued, and he paused, "Unless you……"

Tang Xianli took it very seriously, and asked nervously: "Unless what? Master, please tell me."

The little old man shook his head: "Impossible, this is an act against the heavens, and you will be severely punished if you speak out."

"Then you...then you think of a way?" Tang Xianli asked.

Jiang Yiming listened to the story of a little old man's tricks and telling mysteries, and also heard a story of a director losing his IQ.

However, the little old man stopped him: "I think the man just now, who was hit with a fire, is suitable for this job. Let him come and kneel down to the southwest, with a basin of burnt carbon on his head. It’s better to be shirtless, pour ash water into the charcoal basin, and then ask Fenghuang..."

Before the little old man could finish his sentence, he poured down a cup of cool water, which was so cold that the little old man shivered violently.

"You really dare to think?" Jiang Yiming sneered, and threw the empty cup back to the assistant.

According to what the little old man said, half life can be removed.

Tang Xianli naturally couldn't agree to such a ridiculous statement, but he didn't expect Jiang Yiming to do it.

In this winter, with the cold wind blowing, the little old man poured a glass of cold water on his head. The taste was quite unpleasant. Tang Xianli was startled, and hurriedly called for a dry towel.

"You, you, you! You disrespect me! I am the descendant of the Heavenly Master, and you will be punished if you disrespect me!" The little old man was trembling all over, and he didn't know whether it was cold or angry.

"Whose celestial master are you a descendant of? You tell me, I want to see which family came out with such a mediocre person." Jiang Yiming snorted coldly.

"You dare to say that I..." The little old man was interrupted by Jiang Yiming before he could finish his sentence.

"It's all nonsense, what kind of phoenix opened his mouth, and it's not a bit clever to talk nonsense." Jiang Yiming sneered, "It's just seeing signs of burnt around here, so I started to make a big fire. You asked Tianlei if he would like it Did you call it a big fire?"

The little old man's expression changed.He thought it was a forest fire.

"You said you are a descendant of the Heavenly Master, which family?" Jiang Yiming asked again.

The little old man heard an aura as if he was going to smash the scene.

"You don't know even if you tell me." The little old man replied.

"Hey, there is nothing in this world that I don't know." Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes, "If you don't tell me, you don't dare to report to the family at all, for fear of being exposed."

"Joke! I am the descendant of the Qiu family, and my name, Qiu Xiaofeng, is prominently listed on the family tree!" The little old man jumped up.

"The Qiu family, I am familiar with the Qiu family. Qiu Ping of the Qiu family is friends with me, but I have never heard of a person like you." Jiang Yiming said, "If you say you are from the Qiu family, then I will Come to test your Qiu family's housekeeping skills."

"The Qiu family is good at judging three things by looking at people's faces. If you look at Director Tang's face, what three things can you tell?" Jiang Yiming pouted.

"You young man is very strange. Why should I do what you say? Does my Qiu family just show people's faces?" said the little old man.

Jiang Yiming clicked his tongue: "Then I will give you a reason... because I suspect that you are bluffing and defrauding people by using the Qiu family's name. You have to prove your innocence."

The little old man gasped.

"Look quickly, but if you want to talk about Phoenix Talisman Water, I'll pour you another cup." Jiang Yiming said, and the little assistant poured a cup of hot water and put it aside to cool.

The little old man looked at Tang Xianli aggrievedly. Tang Xianli wanted to say something, but Jiang Yiming stopped him: "Let's see what he can say, Director Tang. Anyway, you won't suffer."

When Tang Xianli heard the words, after thinking about it, indeed, he would not be at a disadvantage.

So Director Tang looked at the little old man expectantly: "Master, please tell me."

The little old man: "..."

The little old man Qiqi Ai Ai: "You have a face with a wide face and big eyes. You must be a kind-hearted person. A wide nose means that you are career-minded and have a promising career. Thick lips show that you are not afraid of public opinion and have a firm mind."

Tang Xianli felt that the little old man was right.

Jiang Yiming smiled: "Director Tang, you spend 20 yuan to talk about this, and you can find a fortune-telling booth along the way to Panjiayuan. You can hear five kinds of stories that are not the same, and they speak better than him."

The little old man: "You actually compare me with those gangsters who set up fortune-telling sticks! How unreasonable!"

"Then what else can you say?" Jiang Yiming asked.

The little old man tore off the towel abruptly, took out the compass he was carrying, and muttered that he must show Jiang Yiming his housekeeping skills.

He jumped like a god, and muttered in his mouth: "The living and the dead, enter the six realms, ask the spiritual path, visit ghosts and gods..."

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows.

The little old man jumped in front of Jiang Yiming, narrowing his eyes, as if he was looking at something: "Let me figure it out, you have a ghost relative, and someone is waiting for you."

Jiang Yiming grinned: "You can talk to my boyfriend about this, he must really want to know."

The little old man: "..."

"I counted, you will be unlucky after talking to him." Jiang Yiming said again, and took out his mobile phone to make a call after speaking.

"Hello? Mr. Zhong? A feng shui master here said that I have a family of ghosts, and a ghost is waiting for me." The young master smiled.

The little old man: "..."

"Let him talk to me." The president said on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Yiming smiled and pressed the little old man, forcing the little old man to answer the phone.

Not knowing what the president said on the phone, Tang Xianli saw that the little old man's face was getting paler and paler, and he was even a little worried that the other party would faint.

The little old man came out from under Jiang Yiming, trembling.

"It's not necessarily a ghost relative, but... there must be a ghost, the one you've been thinking about, waiting for you, I'm sure I'm right." The little old man said quickly, and returned the phone to Jiang Yiming .

Jiang Yiming saw that the phone hadn't hung up yet, so he put it to his ear: "Hello?"

Zhong Sheng's voice came from the phone: "Whether it's ghost relatives or other messy things, you only have one confirmed engagement, and it's only me."

"Okay." The young master replied heartily.

Jiang Yiming hung up the phone and looked at the little old man. The little old man looked confused.

"If you don't have a lot of weight, you come out to bluff and deceive, so you're not afraid of kicking the iron plate and being drowned in the river?" Jiang Yiming asked.

The little old man: "..."