Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 266 Planting Nails



Chapter 266 Planting Nails

Fatty Lin's judgment was correct. A year later, Li Yuechi came to us again because of the trap Wang Sanmu had set for us.

Five days later, Wang Fuli arrived.

Compared to her previous two visits, Wang Fuli's face showed obvious disappointment and a sense of resolute determination this time.

"Sister Fuli, have you found any information about that driver?"

Fatty Lin cut to the chase and asked directly.

"Found it!"

Wang Fuli nodded.

"How is the situation?"

"I asked, Fatty Lin."

"He died three months ago. They said it was a heart attack, and they couldn't save him!" Wang Fuli said.

"Sister Fuli, do you believe this claim?" Fatty Lin asked.

"I don't believe it!"

Wang Fuli shook her head, took out a few photos from her bag, and pushed them over.

Fatty Lin picked up the photo, glanced at it, and handed it to me, saying to Wang Fuli, "Is this the master who performed the ritual for you?"

"Um!"

Wang Fuli nodded and said, "The photo was taken by the local sheriff!"

While the two were talking, Long Nier and I looked at these photos. In the photos, a man covered in tattoos had distorted features and blood in the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

Now I understand why they took the picture; to anyone else, this doesn't look like a heart attack!

Closing the case under the pretext of a heart attack was a last resort.

"Sister Fuli, I have a question for you!"

"I think for a moment and then I say," said Fatty Lin.

"Xiao Lin, ask away!" Wang Fuli said.

"When this person cut the golden boy hair for you to pray for a child, did he use your and your husband's hair, as well as the baby girl's hair, to make clay effigies?" Fatty Lin asked.

"A clay stunt double? What's the point of making this?" Wang Fuli asked.

"So you mean you didn't do it, right?" Fatty Lin asked back.

"Yes, I didn't do it!" Wang Fuli nodded.

Fatty Lin and I exchanged a glance. We were right. That old sly Wang Sanmu really did have a backup plan.

"Xiaolin, is there a way to resolve the backlash I'm experiencing?" Wang Fuli asked.

"Yes, there are, but they're very troublesome..."

"I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Before Fatty Lin could finish speaking, Wang Fuli interrupted him.

"Sister Fuli, the first step to resolve the backlash is to dig out the willow doll buried in front of your house. Can you do that without disturbing your husband and father-in-law?" Fatty Lin asked.

Wang Fuli paused for a moment, then said, "It can't be done in a short time!"

"You see, if this step can't be done, I don't have any better ideas!"

Fatty Lin sighed helplessly.

Wang Fuli turned pale upon hearing this.

"Although I can't solve the problem at its root, I can still delay the backlash and let you live a normal life!" Fatty Lin said again.

"What do you need me to do?" Wang Fuli asked, her eyes lighting up.

"It's very simple. Just come to me for acupuncture regularly, and with my uterine massage and bloodletting, there won't be any problem delaying the backlash!" Fatty Lin said.

Hearing this, I secretly gave Fatty Lin a thumbs up. That was a brilliant move!

Doing this is tantamount to planting a spy in the Li family.

As for whether Wang Fuli will betray us and expose us, I don't think so.

Having lived in the Li family for so many years and given birth to four children, she knew her husband and father-in-law all too well.

With this incident added to the mix, she knew very well that if she dared to tell anyone, the first person to be silenced would be her eldest daughter-in-law.

You should know that her mother-in-law's spirit is still trapped under the Moonlit Tower. If she doesn't want to suffer the same fate as her mother-in-law, she should learn to keep quiet.

"Kobayashi, is delaying the only option?"

In her haste, Wang Fuli grabbed Lin Pangzi's hand.

I didn't say anything. Wang Fuli isn't stupid; she won't be at peace until the backlash problem is resolved.

If Fatty Lin were to use this to threaten her one day, she would have no chance of resisting.

"Sister Fuli, I know what you're worried about!"

Fatty Lin patted Wang Fuli's hand and said, "You can send someone to my hometown to inquire. Our Lin family has a 400-year history, and we've never harmed a single good person!"

The subtext of this statement is that while one may not have harmed good people, one might not have harmed bad people.

"That's not what I meant!" Wang Fuli quickly explained.

"I understand!"

Fatty Lin interrupted Wang Fuli, saying, "Sister Fuli, everyone would feel the same way in this situation. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're alright!"

"Also, I'll teach you a method. Although it won't completely eliminate the backlash, it can alleviate it!"

"Xiao Lin, what is it?" Wang Fuli said.

"Find a Bodhi tree that is over a hundred years old, and collect one hundred and eight leaves. Every day, take one Bodhi leaf and drip your blood onto it, reciting as you drip, 'One drop of blood, for a wisp of your soul; one hundred and eight drops, for a lifetime of peace.'"

"After dripping fresh blood onto all 108 Bodhi leaves, string them together with red string to form a blood-leaf chain, and bury it above the place where the willow doll is buried. With this, combined with my bloodletting ritual, your safety is guaranteed!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said."

"How do we string them together?" Wang Fuli asked with some relief but also concern.

"Don't worry about that. If you don't know how, I'll help you with it!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said."

"Okay, okay!" Wang Fuli nodded repeatedly.

"Sister Fuli, don't worry, I won't use this to threaten you into doing anything. What I want you to do is very simple: if one day you hear that your husband or father-in-law is going to do something harmful or immoral to us, just find an opportunity to inform us!"

"That's what Fatty Lin said again."

"no problem!"

Upon hearing this request, Wang Fuli visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from her expression, she was indeed worried that Fatty Lin would use this to threaten her into going after her husband or father-in-law.

"Alright, let's do acupuncture first today. After that, we'll go upstairs and I'll give you a massage!" Fatty Lin said.

Acupuncture was easy to do and it only took half an hour. After the acupuncture, Fatty Lin took her upstairs.

An hour later, Fatty Lin brought her downstairs. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I felt that the way she looked at Fatty Lin was different from before. This time, the bloodletting was probably not done properly.

"Fatty, tell me, is it true...?"

After seeing Wang Fuli off, I gave her a knowing look.

"Am I that kind of person?" Fatty Lin snorted.

"Yes!" I replied without hesitation.

"Think what you want!"

Fatty Lin waved his hand dismissively and said, "What you should be thinking about now is that we've planted a spy in the Li family. From now on, it'll be hard for the Li family to hide anything from us!"

"Yes, yes, you're right!" I said.

"Look at you, you pathetic sight!" Fatty Lin was furious with me.

"Zhang Piaopiao is here again!"

Just then, Long Nier, who was standing by the window looking out and ignoring our bickering, suddenly spoke up.

"She must have bought a lot of tonics these last few times, right?" Fatty Lin asked.

"Yes, I bought quite a lot!"

I nodded.

"Xie Xiaohu has lost interest in her now, so who is she buying tonics for?" Fatty Lin asked.

This question stumped me.

Yes, Xie Xiaohu ignores her, so who is she going to buy medicine for?


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