Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 323 Da Ming Zhen Bang

Long Nier's words were absolutely correct; cutting the golden boy was a terrible sin.

The Li family is a den of snakes and rats.

Half an hour later, Fatty Lin and Wang Fuli came out.

Compared to before, Wang Fuli's complexion was noticeably better.

"Sister Fuli, after you go back, don't say anything, don't ask anything. Just act like nothing happened. If you feel unwell, come see me, and I'll take care of you!"

After they came out, Fatty Lin put his arm around Wang Fuli and patiently gave her some instructions.

It was clear that although Wang Fuli's complexion had improved, her spirits were still not very high.

"Sister Fuli, shall I give you a couple of acupuncture needles?" I thought for a moment and said.

Wang Fuli didn't answer, but instead looked up at Fatty Lin.

"Oh dear, I forgot about that!"

Fatty Lin, somewhat annoyed, said, "Sister Fuli, let Crazy give you a couple of acupuncture needles; it will definitely alleviate your condition!"

"Um!"

Fatty Lin nodded in agreement, and Wang Fuli followed suit.

"Ni'er, get my needle case out!"

I patted Long Nier and gave her a look. After being traumatized, Wang Fuli has turned to Fatty Lin for support. This is both a good thing and a bad thing for Fatty Lin.

The good thing is that we can get firsthand information about the Li family from Wang Fuli.

The problem is, we might be dragged into the Li family's vortex.

Half an hour later, the acupuncture was finished, and Wang Fuli left with a hint of reluctance towards Fatty Lin.

Fatty Lin personally went downstairs to see Wang Fuli off, and only returned after seeing her into the car.

"You madman, call Uncle Nan and ask him how much he knows about Brother Ning!"

As soon as he got back, Fatty Lin started making a fuss.

"Um!"

I nodded and took out my phone to call the White Dragon King.

"Thirteen, there are some things it's better not to know!"

After the call connected, the White Dragon King spoke first, before I could even ask anything.

Lin the Fat and I exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Those who cultivate the Tao have a sixth sense and will have a feeling when they encounter important things related to themselves.

For example, when Fatty Lin is in mortal danger, the patriarch will appear in his dreams.

The fact that the White Dragon King sensed something this time indicates that Brother Ning's situation is more serious than we imagined.

"Uncle Nan, there are some things we can't help!" Fatty Lin took over and briefly explained the situation.

After saying that, he added, "Uncle Nan, things have come to this point, we need to be prepared and know the cause and effect!"

"Wait, you mean Zhenbang was buried on the eighth basement level of the Changfeng Building?"

After Fatty Lin finished speaking, the White Dragon King asked in shock.

"Zhenbang?" I asked.

"Yes, that's his name!" said the White Dragon King.

"Uncle Nan, didn't you know that Brother Ning was buried on the eighth basement floor of the Changfeng Building?" Fatty Lin and I exchanged a glance and asked.

"I don't know!" the White Dragon King replied.

"Then what do you mean by not wanting us to know?" I asked curiously.

"What I originally wanted to say was that the one who wanted to take advantage of Zhenbang's destiny was Li Er, not Li Da!" said the White Dragon King.

"Uncle Nan, are you saying that the person who wants to take away Brother Ning's destiny is Li Er?" I was a little surprised.

"right!"

The White Dragon King replied.

"No, I'm a little confused!" I said.

"I saved Zhenbang once, and that time, Li Er was going to sacrifice Zhenbang!" said the White Dragon King.

"Sacrifice? Doesn't he hate all this supernatural stuff?" I asked.

Because his mother was killed by his own father and imprisoned in the Moonlit Tower, Li Er always hated things related to gods and ghosts.

This point is mentioned in the book he published.

Unfortunately, the book he published exposing the inside story of the Li family was recalled and destroyed just a few days after its publication. Although it was later republished in mainland China, it was an abridged version that had been greatly embellished and had lost its original purpose.

"He is annoying, but when people are in dire straits, they have no choice but to do these things!" said the White Dragon King.

"Desperate situation? What did he do?" I asked.

The White Dragon King remained silent, and an unspoken silence filled the phone.

"Uncle Nan, someone has to know the truth, right?" Fatty Lin said at this moment.

"Yes, the truth has to be known!"

These words touched the White Dragon King, who muttered to himself, "Some things can't be explained over the phone. I'll book a flight to Hong Kong right now!"

"Alright, Uncle Nan, we'll wait for you!"

I didn't expect the White Dragon King to come in person; this means things are not simple!

Also, what does it mean that Li Er had to do these things when he was in dire straits?

"Thirteen, Xiao Lin, before I arrive in Hong Kong Island, don't go to Cheung Fung Building on your own. It's no different from a den of dragons and tigers!"

Just as I was about to hang up, the White Dragon King, still worried, gave me another word of advice.

"Uncle Nan, don't worry, we brothers aren't that reckless!" I said.

"Yes, Uncle Nan, we're not that stupid!" Fatty Lin added.

"That's good!"

Seeing that the two of us said that, the White Dragon King was relieved and hung up the phone.

"Fatty, don't you dare do something stupid!"

After hanging up, I was surprised to find that Fatty Lin's eyes were strange, as if he was plotting something!

Based on my understanding of him, this guy might be planning to investigate Changfeng Building.

"Don't worry, even if I were to go, I'd have to ask the founder first. Am I such a reckless person?"

Fatty Lin glanced at me, chuckled, and slowly walked to the left.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Where should I go?"

Fatty Lin paused, then said, "Of course we should ask the patriarch if we can go!"

"You little rascal, I knew you wanted to go!"

Without saying a word, I followed him. I also wanted to know what the patriarch thought.

Upon arriving before the statue of the patriarch, Fatty Lin lit three incense sticks, explained his purpose, knelt on the prayer mat, and threw the ox horn divination stick.

"Angry Cup!"

Looking at the two upward-curving bull horns in front of him, Fatty Lin frowned, picked them up, explained his purpose again, and then threw them again.

This happened three times, and each time the result was the same; the patriarch disagreed.

"See the result? The founder disagreed!"

When the results of the third test come out, I'm afraid that Fatty Lin will insist on going despite all the advice I've given him.

"Um!"

Fatty Lin nodded and said, "It seems Changfeng Building really is a den of dragons and tigers!"

"Bullshit, do you need to tell me that?"

I snorted and said, "Sister Fuli said there are more than twenty temples on the eighth underground floor. Does anyone know what they enshrine inside?"

"Also, that's Li family territory. With the building's security measures, there's absolutely no way we can sneak in unnoticed. We might get arrested the moment we get to the basement!"

"Crazy, I know, don't worry, I'm not stupid. The patriarch has already made it clear, I will definitely not go!" Fatty Lin saw what I meant and reassured me.

"Fatty Lin, you have a criminal record. In my memory, you've acted like an idiot more than once!" I stared into his eyes and said in a deep voice.