Chapter 35: Lower your head to attract luck

Style: Girl Author: Xi ZhuWords: 2106Update Time: 24/01/18 14:09:50
"What? Am I lucky?"

Yao Bing opened his mouth blankly, with the words "unbelievable" written on his face.

Sang Luo gave Yao Bing a look of affirmation, "Zhuang Hansheng can take the initiative to find you precisely because you have noble Tianyi in your life."

Yao Bing snorted and nodded, but the subtle expressions at the corners of her eyes and mouth still revealed her distrust.

"I come from an ordinary family, and I was on the sidelines when I got into film school. After I graduated, I couldn't get a role. Until I met Zhuang Hansheng, he was willing to give me resources. I think he is the most noble person in my life."

"But according to Master, I am Zhuang Hansheng's noble person? This...where do you start talking about this?"

Sang Luo poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yao Bing, "As the saying goes, thirty years east of the river and thirty years west of the river. People's fortunes are constantly changing."

"In the horoscope, the fortune changes every ten years, which means that every ten years, people will enter a new stage. You do have the noble Tianyi in your life, but the fortune is still there in the years after you just graduated. It’s just that it hasn’t arrived yet.”

"And when Zhuang Hansheng approached you, the role of the noble Tianyi in you was gradually coming into play. You didn't notice it, but Zhuang Hansheng did. I'm afraid there is someone behind him."

Yao Bing squeezed her hands tightly and lowered her eyes to think carefully about Zhuang Hansheng.

Suddenly, Yao Bing raised his head, crossed his hands and patted her hard, "By the way! The wealthy woman behind Zhuang Hansheng was once married to a living Buddha from abroad."

"Zhuang Hansheng actually has a sponsor..." Niu Niu, who was sitting aside eating melon, looked disgusted.

Yao Bing nodded, "His financial sponsor used to be the wife of a famous living Buddha abroad. She is already over fifty years old. Many artists in the entertainment industry believe in that living Buddha. Zhuang Hansheng's financial sponsor, the rich woman, relied on this relationship to get to know the living Buddha. There are many big names in it.”

Niuniu curled her lips and said that she would never believe in the persona of online marketing again.

Sang Luo smiled, "In that case, it's not surprising that this brat is following you."

"Master, do you mean that the kid who followed me was also made by Zhuang Hansheng?"

Sang Luo leaned back, "There is a secret method abroad. Put the unnaturally dead baby into a jar, add the secretly refined yellow witchcraft candle, chant the spell and cast it for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and then it will be done." It can be made into little ghosts and gods.”

"Then by offering sacrifices to the ghosts who feed the little ghosts, you can instruct the little ghosts to absorb other people's luck and benefit themselves."

Yao Bing showed a hint of anger on his face, "No wonder after marrying me, his luck as a fan has gotten better and better, while I have gradually become an accessory beside him that doesn't even deserve a name!"

Sang Luo straightened his sleeves, "This kid is not just sucking luck. If time goes by, you may even lose your life. Fortunately, your ex-boyfriend Zhou Chen has been by your side to protect you, otherwise you would have died long ago."

Yao Bing was very scared when he heard Sang Luo's words, "But I don't know where he kept this kid. If I find him, I will throw him in the trash can."

"Don't!" Sang Luo stretched out a hand to show his calmness, "It's easy to ask the gods but hard to send them away. If you just throw the kid away, you might become even worse."

"Then... what should we do, Master? You can't let me just watch Zhuang Hansheng suck away my luck, right?"

Sang Luo thought for a while, "Imps are usually kept in dark places. Basements and storage rooms are all possible places where Zhuang Hansheng may raise imps. He wants to use this imp to suck your luck, so this imp will not It will be too far away from you.”

After hearing this, Yao Bing twisted his eyebrows, stood up quickly, picked up his bag and prepared to rush home.

After just a few steps, she turned back, lowered her head, and asked a little tentatively: "Master, I don't know how to deal with that kid even if I find it. Can you go back with me and help me?" Send that brat away?"

After saying that, Yao Bing took out his mobile phone, looked at it, and then said to Sang Luo: "If the master is willing to help me, I am willing to give you all the one million in my card!"

When Yao Bing said this, there was a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Because she felt that five million would not be an exaggeration for an expert like Master Yunze.

However, in their family, it was Zhuang Hansheng who was in charge of the money, and she was just relying on Zhuang Hansheng to survive. This million was already her entire savings.

Yao Bing looked at Sang Luo timidly, fearing that Sang Luo would reject her outright.

Sang Luo sat on the futon, eyes lowered, as if thinking about something, but never responded to Yao Bing's invitation.

Yao Bing thought that the price he offered was too low, so he quickly said: "Oh! By the way, I still have four or five bags, which should be sold for more than 500,000. Master, if it's 1.5 million, See if you are willing to help me?"

In fact, Yao Bing felt a little embarrassed when she said this. As a female star, all the bags put together may not be worth the price of one bag of other female stars.

At this time, Sang Luo suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Okay, just give me one million."

The reason she hadn't responded just now was because the head-lowering technique of raising an imp came from abroad, and she wasn't sure whether she could do it.

But she just thought about it carefully. In the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the temple, there is a book introducing the secrets of Southeast Asian witchcraft. It contains methods that can be cracked.

Although she is also very short of money now, she sees Yao Bing's stretched state.

She still couldn't bear to let Yao Bing sell all her bags.

After all, she is still a female celebrity. If she attends some banquets without a decent bag, she will be very embarrassed.

When Yao Bing heard Sang Luo agreed, he jumped up happily, "Really! Master?"

Sang Luo hummed, "Where is your home?"

"My family lives in Green Field Villa. I drove here today. Master, just take my car there." Yao Bing bent down and said to Sang Luo, who was sitting on the mat, in a very pious manner.

When Niuniu heard that Sang Luo was going to Yao Bing's house to help drive away the little ghosts, she quickly stood up and said, "Master, I'm going too!"

She had only heard of this method on the Internet where celebrities relied on raising ghosts for their fortunes. She didn't expect to see it in real life today, so she was particularly interested and wanted to see it in person.

Sang Luo nodded in agreement.

The four of them walked down the stone steps.

Just like its name, Green Field Villa is located on the hillside on the outskirts of Rongcheng.

This villa area is not big, with only about twenty households in total.

Because it is located halfway up a mountain and has excellent privacy, most of the people living there are entertainers in the entertainment industry.

Sang Luo and Yao Bing walked into the community side by side.

As soon as he entered the house, Yao Bing was like crazy, searching around the house frantically.