Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 77 The Strange Twist of Summoning Souls

"Is that possible?" Aunt Xiao retorted first.

Fatty Lin thought for a moment, touched his still twitching eyelids, and said, "I don't know if it's Zhao Jing'er, but it's definitely a warning from the ancestral master. The last time something like this happened was when Bai Xue came to me. After my battle with Granny Long, I was recuperating for almost a month!"

"No, I must consult the ancestral master to determine the outcome!"

The more Lin Pangzi thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

Two minutes later, Fatty Lin looked at the two bull horns facing forward and said, "Yin Yin Sheng, bad luck at first, good luck later. Madman, this is going to be tough!"

After saying that, Fatty Lin threw the shovel twice more, both times it was a yin-yang sign, indicating an initial bad luck followed by good luck.

"The same three times?" Aunt Xiao looked on in surprise.

Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou were a little nervous.

Lin Pangzi ignored them, took out paper and pen, and knelt down under the statue of the ancestral master to begin interpreting the hexagram using the Six Lines method. As he interpreted, he muttered to himself: "The yin line occupies the yin position, the second, fourth, and top lines are in their proper places and are excessively strong, the yin energy is blocked, the top line, dragons fight in the wild..."

"The wandering spirits are causing trouble; the southeast direction is ominous!"

After about ten minutes, Fatty Lin made his conclusion.

As far as I know, Fatty Lin is not good at divination using the I Ching. His use of the I Ching to interpret the hexagram this time shows that he is extremely cautious about this trip to Mutianyu.

At that time, Mutianyu was about to undergo large-scale development, and the villages in that area were not much better than those in other places; they were all dilapidated and remote.

Even after reaching a conclusion, Fatty Lin was still not satisfied, so he started casting divination again, asking the patriarch if his interpretation was correct.

Only after casting the hexagram three times in a row did he breathe a sigh of relief and say, "There's something fishy going on in the southeast corner of that house, specifically the east wing!"

"We didn't go in, so we don't know what's inside!" Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou immediately said.

"Whatever it may be, we need to be fully prepared this time!" Fatty Lin looked at me and said, "Crazy, take everything the old man left you that's easy to carry!"

"no problem!"

I nodded.

I brought everything I needed: a protective bead, a tiger-tail whip, a Wenwang drum, and an octagonal bronze mirror. I also gave Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou a talisman each, and two whips made from the ropes used by corpse retrievers.

I was fully armed, and so was Fatty Lin, carrying all sorts of magical artifacts and everything else they could.

After we were all ready, we set off for Zhuanghu Village.

An hour and a half later, we arrived at Zhuanghu Village.

On the way here, Zhou Yuan contacted the village chief. As soon as he entered the village, he saw the village chief.

The village chief's surname was Wang, and he looked to be in his fifties. Zhou Yuan called him Uncle Wang.

"Wow, these two masters are quite young!"

After we got on the bus, the village chief looked me and Fatty Lin up and down, a little distrustful.

"Uncle Wang, ambition knows no age. Don't let my youth fool you, I'm still as spry as ever!" Fatty Lin said wittily.

"We can't just make empty promises. That house is haunted. If it's not safe, we should back out as soon as possible!" The village chief was a little worried when he heard Fatty Lin say that.

"Young man, it's not that I look down on you, I'm doing this for your own good. One of them has already lost his soul, you two shouldn't cause any more trouble!"

After he finished speaking, he probably felt that his words were a bit harsh and was afraid that we would act rashly in our youth, so he gave a heartfelt explanation.

"Uncle, don't worry about it. I won't take on a job I'm not qualified for!" Fatty Lin said with a smile.

The village chief looked up at the sky and said, "Then you'd better hurry, it's getting dark, and something bad might happen if it gets any later!"

Five minutes later, we arrived at the house.

The house was called Lin Residence. After we arrived, we got out of the car to move things and set up the altar.

Just as Zhou Yuan said, the house was quite dilapidated, with wooden boards nailed to the windows of the main house and the side rooms, and the doors locked.

After arranging the items in the center of the courtyard, I first opened my third eye, then spread a cloth in front of the altar, placed a futon on it, and had Zhang Fang sit on it.

I didn't spare Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou either. I opened their third eyes as well, and told them not to be afraid if they saw anything. If that thing came over, I told them to whip it with the whip I gave them.

Fatty Lin said that there was a wandering spirit causing trouble, but he didn't know what that wandering spirit was.

After everything was prepared, Fatty Lin lit incense and candles, burned the inscription, prayed to all directions, and asked the ancestral gods for protection. Then he cast incantations and added buffs to the water, paper, pen, inkstone and other props and ritual implements.

Normally, calling back a soul wouldn't require these tricks; a single talisman would suffice. But who could blame us when our ancestral master gave us a warning!

After stacking up the buffs, Fatty Lin lit three incense sticks, held them in front of Zhang Fang, drew circles above his head, and chanted a spell: "May the Heavenly Spirit respond, may you preserve longevity, may the One of the Great Mystery guard your true form, may the Five Internal Organs Gods each be safe and peaceful, may the Three Souls and Seven Spirits return to their original palace, may the divine soldiers act swiftly as the law commands, swiftly as the law commands."

"Zhang Fang, may your soul return!"

Fatty Lin held a sword in one hand and pointed it at Zhang Fang's brow, while holding incense in the other hand, he drew circles on Zhang Fang's head.

At a command, the main door made a muffled thud, cracked open a crack, and a semi-transparent figure emerged, heading straight for Zhang Fang.

"What is that?"

The next moment, Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou exclaimed in surprise, pointing at the main room and shouting.

They weren't calling for Zhang Fang's returned soul, but for two infants who followed behind Zhang Fang's soul, their bodies covered in bruises, blood flowing from their mouths and noses, crawling rapidly on the ground.

The two infants were half-hanging on Zhang Fang, crawling on the ground and grabbing Zhang Fang's feet with their bluish-purple little hands.

Could it be that Fatty Lin's so-called wandering spirits are referring to these two infant spirits?

"Don't be afraid!"

I offered a word of comfort to Zhou Yuan and Zhou Dong, exchanged a glance with Fatty Lin, and walked towards Zhang Fang, carrying the tiger-tail whip.

In the instant we passed each other, I raised my whip and lashed it at an infant spirit.

To my surprise, the moment I raised the tiger-tail whip, the two infant spirits suddenly released their grip on Zhang Fang's small hands, pushed off the ground, and charged towards me.

I wasn't afraid. With a flick of my wrist, the whip flew towards the two little creatures.

"Wow!"

The moment I drew their names, they both let out a mournful wail, then exploded, two clouds of blood mist rushing directly towards me like a torrential downpour.

"Baka yarou!"

At the same time, the doors and windows of the east wing burst open with a loud crash, and three grim-faced Japanese soldiers rushed out, brandishing their sabers.

Zhou Yuan and Dong Zhou were completely terrified, frozen in place, unable to move or utter a sound.

I'm a bit confused too. I've worked with Fatty Lin many times and dealt with infant spirits before, but I've never seen an infant spirit self-destruct. What the hell is this?

"Aww!"

The moment the blood mist hit me, a tiger's roar came from my neck, and the blood mist was almost instantly dispersed.

"You damn Japanese devils!"

Fatty Lin cursed, then flung two Five Thunder Talismans at Zhang Fang, simultaneously flicking the incense stick in his hand and tapping it on Zhang Fang's head, shouting, "Come back!"

I'm completely baffled. Why are Japanese devils suddenly appearing?