Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 168 The Secrets of Moonlit Tower

I thought it would be a clash of titans between us and Wang Sanmu, but to my surprise, after Lin Pangzi's flattery, it didn't take long for Wang Sanmu to treat us as his juniors.

Actually, I wanted to chime in and mock Wang Sanmu, but before I could do so, Fatty Lin gave me a look, and I shut up.

If Wang Sanmu wants to brag, let him brag. We'll just listen.

I think Wang Sanmu's closeness to us is largely due to Third Master.

I don't know if he can represent a faction, but Third Master certainly can.

Offending us two brothers at a time like this, and falling out with us, could really anger Third Master and the Hua family.

If the gambling king dies and the promised donations of tens of billions are given to other families, the first person that Third Master and the Hua family behind him will want to kill is Wang Sanmu.

"Uncle Wang, what did Fourth Aunt mean when she said you helped Li Guagua suppress his deceased wife in the building?"

After they got to know each other better, Fatty Lin adopted a humble attitude and even called him "Uncle."

"Want to know?" Wang Sanmu smiled smugly and took out a cigarette.

"Yes, I want to!"

Fatty Lin took out a lighter, quickly lit it, and put it on Wang Sanmu.

"Hey, Uncle Wang, what kind of cigarettes are these? I've never seen them before!"

After lighting it, Fatty Lin glanced at the cigarette and said ingratiatingly.

"Want one?"

Wang Sanmu took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"One more, even the madman can try one!" Fatty Lin said shamelessly.

"This box is for you!"

Wang Sanmu tossed the cigarettes over and said, "These are special edition. If you like them, I'll mail you two packs later!"

"Diaoyutai!"

I glanced at the words on the cigarette pack, took out a cigarette, lit it, and the taste was indeed different; it was more mellow.

"Uncle Wang, this is delicious!"

After exhaling a smoke ring, Fatty Lin, being rather flamboyant, started praising me before I could.

"It really smokes well!" I nodded in agreement.

"Give me your address, and I'll mail it to you when I get back!" Wang Sanmu was very satisfied with our attitude and promised with a smile.

Fatty Lin gave a thumbs up, "Uncle Wang is generous!"

"You're flattering me!" Wang Sanmu chuckled, pointing at Fatty Lin, and said, "The affair between Li Guagua and his deceased wife isn't a secret. His Moonlit Pavilion is all over the news; it's fine to talk about it!"

"Uncle Wang, I've heard many rumors about that Moonlit Tower. They all say that Li Guagua imprisoned his deceased wife's soul inside. Is that true or false?" Fatty Lin asked.

"Where there's smoke, there's fire; what's being said outside is mostly true!"

Wang Sanmu flicked his cigarette ash and said, "People in Hong Kong believe in feng shui and love to study it. The Moonlight Building is built so obviously; anyone who knows a little about feng shui can tell something's wrong. There have been countless legends about that building in various tabloids over the years!"

"Yes, we've heard that too!" Fatty Lin chimed in.

"Actually, most of what's circulating outside is true!"

Wang Sanmu thought for a moment and said, "However, the reality is even worse than the reports!"

"Uncle Wang, tell me!" Fatty Lin said ingratiatingly.

"You know the staircase in that building is made of willow wood, right?" Wang Sanmu asked.

"I know!" Fatty Lin nodded and said, "I read in the news that Moonlit Tower is like a coffin, and the glass inside is like coin swords; when the sunlight shines on it, it pierces straight into the tower!"

"The elevator can only go up, not down. The buildings in the distance look like three incense sticks, worshipping the coffin of Yueming Tower!" I added.

"Both are correct!"

Wang Sanmu nodded and said, "Let me tell you, what the report said is basically true. The willow wood staircase leads to the altar, the money sword suppresses the soul, and with the layout of three incense sticks and nine sacrifices, the arrangement inside is comparable to the King of Hell's palace!"

He paused, then said, "There's something even more sinister going on here, do you know?"

"have no idea!"

Fatty Lin shook his head and said, "Uncle Wang, stop playing coy and just tell us! We're getting so impatient!"

"hehe!"

Wang Sanmu smiled and said, "Your mentality isn't good enough; you need to train it!"

"Yes, yes, we need more practice!" Fatty Lin said with a forced smile.

Seeing our good attitude, Wang Sanmu exhaled a smoke ring and said, "They say the most poisonous heart is a woman's, but when Li Guagua gets serious, she's truly ruthless!"

At this point, he looked at us and said, "Let me tell you, I've spent most of my life in the underworld, and I've seen plenty of poisonous and wicked things, but someone as vicious as Li Guagua is extremely rare!"

"He not only trapped his deceased wife's soul in the Moonlit Tower, but also used her wealth and destiny to extend the Li family's fortune, effectively trapping her soul in the tower as a living god of wealth, so that she could never be reincarnated."

"Look at him! When his wife was alive, he used her to build his fortune; now that she's dead, he's trapped her soul, ensuring she can never be reincarnated, making her a god of wealth for the Li family and continuing their good fortune. He's gone too far!"

"That's really toxic!" I said, grimacing.

"The poison is indeed poisonous, but actually, there are many shady dealings involved. The feng shui master who arranged this for him didn't have good intentions either!" Wang Sanmu said meaningfully.

"Is there a deeper meaning behind this?" Fatty Lin asked.

"A deeper meaning?"

Wang Sanmu smiled and said, "Xiao Lin, let me ask you, if you died and were treated like this, could you swallow this anger?"

"Of course we can't swallow it!" Fatty Lin said.

"yes!"

Wang Sanmu clapped his hands and said, "Even Li Guagua's deceased wife can't swallow this insult. The layout of that Soul-Suppressing Tower, on the surface, seems to be protecting the Li family's fortune, but it's actually a sinister scheme that backfires!"

"In the short term, the arrangement inside may indeed absorb the deceased wife's wealth, ensuring the Li family's well-being and even further, but in the long run, it will inevitably backfire!"

"It's like an electric kettle. In the short term, it works perfectly and can boil water, but over time, the circuitry ages, and it will catch fire sooner or later!"

"If a fire breaks out, the entire Li family's house will be burned to the ground!"

He paused, then looked at the two of us and said, "Let me tell you, the feng shui master who set up that scheme was carrying a knife. He seemed to be doing it for the Li family's good, but actually, he wanted to bring them down!"

"He planted a huge time bomb for the Li family; once it explodes, the entire Li family will be wiped out!"

"And then you fixed this defect for Li Guagua?" I asked.

"I didn't intend to get it fixed in the first place!"

Wang Sanmu exhaled a smoke ring and said, "My suggestion to Li Guagua is to tear down that ghost building and build a proper grave for his deceased wife so she can rest in peace!"

"I told him that his wealth was built on the bones of the dead, and if he wasn't buried sooner or later, he would be crushed by them!"

"So, what made you change your mind?" Fatty Lin asked.