Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 344 The Curse of Undressing the Burial Garment

When I got downstairs, I breathed a sigh of relief. What a close call! That little traitor Xiao Ba betrayed me again.

The ingredients list was very simple: three red candles, nine sheets of yellow paper, a rooster that was over three years old, a small bowl of rooster comb blood, a handful of aged stove core soil, and a pound of black dog blood.

These things, except for the aged clay from the hearth, which is a bit expensive, are not a problem.

There are many funeral service shops on Hong Kong Island, and Lin Pangzi and I usually cooperate with these shops to get our supplies.

Some of these old shops have been open for over a century and have an excellent reputation.

After purchasing the materials on the list and returning home, Long Nier had already calmed down.

"Ni'er, what kind of curse did you cast on Chen Jiayi?" I leaned closer and asked with a grin.

"The Heart-Sealing Gu!"

Long Nier glanced at me and said, "She usually doesn't react much, only when someone wants to betray us or do something detrimental to us does she show any signs of heart palpitations or pain!"

"Awesome!" I said, giving a thumbs up on purpose.

"What's so great about her? Deng Wenwen has been here for so many days, and I still haven't found a chance to use her Gu!" Long Nier said sarcastically.

"That's not your fault. She has a fox spirit on her and is very wary of us. It would be strange if you could successfully use a Gu on her!" I said.

During the few days Deng Wenwen was there, we did try to use witchcraft, but after being discovered once, we stopped insisting on it.

The time we were discovered, our excuse was that we used a curse to help her mobilize her blood and marrow.

Actually, it's not an excuse; that's exactly what we planned.

If Deng Wenwen doesn't find out, then we'll proceed with the rest. If she does find out, then it's no big deal; we didn't intend to harm her.

Unfortunately, it was eventually discovered.

"Um!"

Long Nier gave a faint snort, twitched her nose, and continued with her own business, ignoring me.

"Hehe, I'm going to read some medical books!"

I gave an awkward laugh, sat down opposite her, and started reading.

The next morning at nine o'clock, Fatty Lin returned with Chen Jiayi, both yawning.

After a night, Chen Jiayi's complexion improved slightly, but not by much.

When she came yesterday, she had the ashen, deathly color of someone who had died a few days earlier; today, she has turned the grayish-black color she had when she had just died.

"You madman, is everything ready?"

Fatty Lin asked with a hint of smugness.

"All of them are here!"

I sized him up and asked, "Are you sure you can handle this?"

"The Taoist priest is amazing! My complexion has improved a lot!"

Chen Jiayi continued speaking.

I clicked my tongue; that tone was a bit off-putting, and I really couldn't stand it.

"I have many amazing skills, you'll find out later!"

Fatty Lin pinched Chen Jiayi's cheek and said shamelessly.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer and interrupted him, asking, "Where do you plan to set up your altar?"

"Upstairs is fine, removing bad luck is a piece of cake!" Fatty Lin waved his hand.

"Okay, no problem!" I said dismissively, without saying anything more.

At 10 a.m., Fatty Lin began setting up the altar.

At 11:10, the ritual was performed.

Lin Pangzi changed into a Tang suit. His 200-pound frame was as agile as if he had no bones. Holding a peach wood sword, he stepped forward in front of the altar, flicked the incense stick with the sword, cut off a wisp of incense, and passed it over three red candles to light them.

You have to admit, that was a really beautiful move. Chen Jiayi's eyes lit up and she even twisted her legs a little.

I'm speechless at her behavior.

Some people are born to be like Pan Jinlian; it's their nature, and it has nothing to do with whether they're willing to go all out.

"The shroud is the contract, the paper money is the guide, the black dog's blood is the lock. Today, on this auspicious day, the lock is broken, the contract is burned to cut off the path, may the underworld messengers not pursue us!"

Fatty Lin's performance continued. He used a peach wood sword to lift nine neatly folded yellow papers with Chen Jiayi's name written on them, and hung them over a red candle, where they caught fire.

After the yellow paper burned out, the peach wood sword flicked again, and a few pieces of ash drifted down, landing right on Chen Jiayi's shoulder and head.

Chen Jiayi's eyes widened even more, but she still did as Lin Pangzi said and stood obediently in front of the altar.

Fatty Lin was very satisfied with Chen Jiayi's performance. He nodded slightly, handed the peach wood sword to his left hand, took the hearth soil with his right hand, put it into the small bowl containing rooster blood, stirred it briefly, and then patted Chen Jiayi's shoulders and Baihui point on the top of her head while chanting a spell.

"The earth in the stove stabilizes the root, the blood nourishes the yang, sealing your three fires, locking your life gate, the yin evils retreat, and the yang fire returns to your body!"

As the incantation was recited, Chen Jiayi shuddered, and a wisp of white smoke emerged from her shoulder and Baihui acupoint, accompanied by a fishy stench that instantly dissipated.

"Whoa!"

I took half a step back; the smell was truly awful.

Chen Jiayi dared not move, her body trembling involuntarily, her eyes darting around.

Lin the Fat ignored her, picked up the rooster, and, with a series of powerful steps, circled Chen Jiayi three times. After the three circles, he tapped the rooster's comb and said, "The rooster leads the way to yang, the blood cleanses the dust of yin, go!"

"Giggle!"

The rooster crowed twice and pecked Chen Jiayi on both shoulders and at the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head.

Chen Jiayi shuddered again, but her complexion improved at a visible speed.

In less than three seconds, her skin returned to its normal rosy color, and she looked no different from a normal person.

"Alright, take off these clothes and burn them, then put on new ones!"

Seeing this, Fatty Lin said.

"Um!"

Chen Jiayi nodded hurriedly, took off all her clothes, put them into the prepared ceramic pot and lit them, and at the same time took out the new clothes she had prepared and slowly put them on.

I didn't watch the process of changing clothes; I just turned my head away.

I know very well that Long Nier is still angry with me, and if I dare to look at her even once, she will definitely make me suffer.

"Ni'er, are you done?"

About half a minute later, I gave Long Nier a wink.

"Alright!" Long Nier nodded, seemingly satisfied with my performance.

Turning around, Chen Jiayi had already changed her clothes.

"Crazy, I'm done here. Give Jiayi some acupuncture later to strengthen her Yang energy!" Fatty Lin instructed.

"Okay!" I nodded.

After putting away the jar, I took Chen Jiayi to the physiotherapy room and applied acupuncture to the Jianjing, Mingmen, and Baihui acupoints. After that, I performed moxibustion for the duration of three incense sticks.

After all this, Fatty Lin had done more than enough for her.

"Thirteenth Master, Taoist Brother, thank you!"

After the moxibustion treatment ended, Chen Jiayi began her performance again.

I seriously suspect that if it weren't for Long Nier, she would have repaid me and Fatty Lin on the spot.

She's absolutely capable of doing something like that.

"Don't go back yet. Let me help you strengthen your yang energy for two more days. Once you're fully recovered, you can go back to Taiwan. By the way, wear this amulet; it will protect you!"

Fatty Lin casually put his arm around Chen Jiayi and personally put a talisman around her neck.

"Brother Taoist priest, you're so good to me!" Chen Jiayi touched the talisman and said sweetly.

I looked at the two of them and felt like throwing up.