Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

After returning to the villa, Chen Ziyun asked to go on a date and go shopping, but Luo Junming replied perfunctorily with some impatience in his heart.

After sending the man away, he went up to the study on the second floor with Master Qian.

The study is divided into two sections, front and back, separated by a wall made of bookshelves.

Walk in through the small door, and behind is the place where Master Qian performs rituals.

The curse formation has already been set up here.

Cursed instruments were placed in the four directions of east, south, west and north.

In the middle of the formation, there is a small wax sculpture.

The wax sculpture is only the size of a palm and looks exactly like Sun Guangming.

Luo Junming stood outside the Political and Legal Affairs Bureau and watched Master Qian perform his duties.

Master Qian took out the hair he had obtained earlier, walked into the center of the formation, and placed the hair on the wax sculpture.

His fingers were extremely dexterous, and he easily tied those few strands of hair around the wax figure's neck.

Master Qian closed his eyes, bowed his head and chanted a mysterious spell towards the wax sculpture.

Spells came out of his mouth one after another, and the aura around him gradually became gloomy and dark.

As an outsider, Luo Junming got goosebumps all over his body.
He even felt an eerie wind appearing out of nowhere, lingering around the spinning formation.

While chanting the spell, Master Qian suddenly trembled his two fingers and a long silver needle appeared.

The long silver needle was as thin and long as a hair, and the needle tip emitted a strange green light.

In the green light, a thin black gas emerged faintly.

He cursed the needle.

After the spell was finished, the thin needle was aimed at the heart of the wax sculpture and stabbed into it!
At the same time, Sun Guangming had just finished discussing cooperation matters with his once reliable human resources partner Lao Huang and was about to stand up and shake hands to say goodbye when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart!
The blood color on his face faded away completely in an instant, and he looked as pale as a dead person.

Old Huang was very frightened. After he came to his senses, he quickly gave instructions to the people around him.

"Call an ambulance quickly!"

After working for a few days, Ye Qing prepared Fan Li's cosplay props.

She called Lin Nan.

"I've prepared everything. If you have time, come out and I'll help my friend put makeup on you and finalize your look."

Lin Nan was overjoyed when he received the call.

It just so happens that there has been nothing exciting in the live broadcast room recently, so this time the change of style can be regarded as a surprise to the audience.
At the agreed time, Lin Nan came to a makeup studio.

The studio as a whole is not very big, but the bottles and jars on the table and the props placed on one side appear to be particularly complete.

At first glance, it gives people a very professional feeling.

As soon as Lin Nan came in, Ye Qing turned around and waved at him.

"Come here and see how I look like."

Ye Qing's outfit at this moment made Lin Nan's eyes light up.

Ye Qing put on a fair and tender nude makeup at this time, looking particularly youthful.

Her long hair was tied into two buns with two red ribbons tied on them. They looked particularly beautiful in the wind.

She was wearing a red dress and the way she waved and greeted people was even more eye-catching.

The makeup artist next to her chuckled, took out a gold ingot prop and stuffed it into Ye Qing's arms.

Ye Qing, holding the gold ingots, looked like a boy bringing wealth.

Lin Nan came over and gave a thumbs up.

"The design is great! It looks just like a real fortune-giving boy!"

Ye Qing was also very proud: "Of course, I dressed up like the fortune-giving boy in the temple in my hometown."

A makeup artist friend next to me helped explain.

"Xiao Qing is going to a friend's house to participate in a temple worship activity recently. Because her image fits the bill, she will help play the role of the fortune-giving boy of the temple's God of Wealth."

It turned out to be the case.

Lin Nan thought this activity was quite interesting and was just about to ask about it when Ye Qing took the initiative to speak.

"Hey, why don't you come too? It will be more fun with more people."

Lin Nan thought that he might be able to openly pretend to be the God of Wealth in front of the crowd, and if he broadcast it live, he would gain more recognition and popularity, so he agreed.

"Okay."

Ye Qing was not in a hurry to remove her makeup. She put down the gold ingot prop in her hand and pulled him over.

"Bingbing, help him put on makeup quickly, and paint him like Tao Zhugong."

Bingbing nodded, raised her hand and touched his face to gesture.

"For this face shape, there is no need to make any major changes. You just need to outline the specific contours and temperament."

Bingbing said this and started to work.

Lin Nan felt that his face was like a wall, and the makeup artist in front of him was constantly painting on the wall.

He looked through the mirror and watched his face gradually change into Tao Zhugong.

Put on a wig and change into tailor-made clothes.

Coming out of the locker room, Ye Qing and the others were stunned.

Bingbing couldn't help it, she clasped her hands together and rushed to him to worship: "Oh my God, it's so similar! You are the most perfect work of my life!"

Lin Nan felt that his aura had undergone subtle changes, especially the wealth and luck contained in the makeup studio in front of him, which were all exposed to him.

He could clearly feel that if he wanted to, he could easily change the business fortunes of this makeup studio.

Whether he will soar to the sky from now on, or close down in obscurity, all depends on his thought.

Lin Nan was intimidating without even getting angry. His eyes moved slightly, and his aura shocked Bingbing even more.

Bingbing opened her mouth in shock.

"God of Wealth, I was rude and offensive just now, please don't blame me. If you really can't help it, I can kowtow to you a few times."

As he spoke, Dingding was even about to kneel down.

Lin Nan hurriedly pulled the man up.

Just now when he went in to change clothes, he had already asked Ye Qing to start the live broadcast.

Now every move will be broadcast live.

Look, when the audience saw this scene, they all burst into laughter.

[Not bad, not bad, the host has given us a new job. ]

【How interesting. 】

[In fact, let alone the makeup artist, I want to kowtow to the anchor. ]

[The host is so handsome, he looks just like any costume. I suspect he was a god in his previous life! ]

[If I were there, I would also kowtow, God of Wealth, may everything go well for me, a person who quit his job to start a business! ]

[If the anchor is like this, and goes to beg for alms, and says "Happy New Year", passers-by will definitely be happy to give money. ]

Lin Nan heard the system remind him that once the audience saw his look, their genuine approval index was very high.

This is all thanks to the words of blessing he had spoken before, most of which came true, so much so that some of his die-hard fans really believe that he is a god.

It's like a die-hard fan.

Believe whatever the anchor says.

"Hello everyone, I am Fan Li. This is my first time meeting you all. I hope you will have faith in me, the God of Wealth."

After saying this to the camera, the comments in the live broadcast room started to flash rapidly again.

Lin Nan was just about to have a good chat with the audience when he suddenly felt a strand of his luck being swallowed up by something unconsciously.

The change is very subtle.

It was like all the hairs on the body were pulled out, and following the devoured luck, Lin Nan's soul tracked to the hospital.

In the hospital ward, the unconscious Sun Guangming looked pale.

Next to Mr. Huang was the doctor who was explaining the test results.

"The initial diagnosis is a heart attack, but we need to do a detailed examination. The patient fainted suddenly this time because he suddenly relaxed after being under too much pressure..."

Lin Nan's consciousness floated in the ward.

There was an indelible black aura lingering around Sun Guangming.

The black air is devouring Sun Guangming's original golden fortune.

Lin Nan, who was playing the role of the God of Wealth at the moment, was particularly disgusted by the foul smell of the curse.

The moment he saw Sun Guangming, he knew that the fortune he and Sun Guangming had shared had been forcibly devoured by someone using strange means.

Ha ha!

At the cost of sacrificing the other person's life, you are trying to forcibly deny the fortune bestowed by the gods?

What a courage!

His consciousness returned to his body silently and he chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room.

Let’s talk about the God of Wealth’s fortune.

An audience member asked a question.

[I heard from a friend that a truly talented metaphysical practitioner can transfer the fortune of others. Is this true? ]

The higher the sense of identity Lin Nan gained after playing the role of god, the more he could sense the fragments of god's memory.

From the memory fragments, Lin Nan learned some relevant knowledge about the transfer of wealth.

"It can indeed be done. It's called borrowing luck. If the person who borrows it is willing, there will be almost no sequelae."

The netizen who asked the question quickly asked another question.

[But if it is not voluntary, then isn't it the same as someone robbing you of something that originally belonged to you? What consequences will that cause? ]

Lin Nan thought of Sun Guangming and smiled.

At this time, in the study on the second floor of Luo Junming's villa, Master Qian was casting a spell.

"It's almost there! We're almost there!"

Luo Junming was happy but also a little nervous.

"This... the subsequent backlash, Master Qian, are you sure you can handle it?"

He had communicated with Master Qian and knew that even if the spell was successful, they would still be backfired by the curse.

Master Qian said that he has opened his third eye, so there is no need to worry about this.

However, Luo Junming was still somewhat wary and uneasy about this mysterious matter.

"I have a deep cultivation base and can fully bear the consequences of the backlash of my spells. Of course, I have paid enough. Mr. Luo, when the time comes..."

Luo Junming heard the other party's hidden meaning.

"Master Qian, please rest assured. You have worked hard and made great contributions. I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

……

Lin Nan explained very patiently to his die-hard fans.

"If the spell is successful, the person whose luck is borrowed will have his or her own fortune drained away. He or she will not be able to save any money for the rest of his or her life and will always be a pauper. However..."

Lin Nan paused here, and there seemed to be a hint of warning in his eyes.

"This kind of magic is too damaging to one's virtue. If anyone dares to use this method to make money, then they will have to bear the consequences of the backlash."

The netizen seemed to know some inside information and continued to ask questions.

[But what if the person who casts the spell has a deep enough cultivation level to be able to handle the backlash? ]

"Profound cultivation? Wealth is a gift from the God of Wealth. As long as you are a human being, you cannot disobey the gods. If you insist on doing it, then at best you will be crippled by the backlash, or at worst you will be killed directly."

As Lin Nan spoke, a wisp of the God of Wealth's luck separated from his body and flew into the air.

The golden and transparent fortune of the God of Wealth was flying rapidly through the air.

In the ward of the City Central Hospital, Sun Guangming, who had already woken up, covered his heart with his hands. After hearing what the doctor said, his face was full of disbelief.

"Heart disease... and it's still serious? How... how is this possible?"

Although my body is not as energetic as that of young people now, it should still be healthy!

He used to have a physical examination every year, but he never found out that he had heart disease!

How could it be available at this time?

"Mr. Sun, according to the medical report, this is indeed the case. If surgery is required, it will require prior recuperation and preparation, and the cost of the surgery will also be a large sum of money..."

The transparent golden fortune, like a strand of silk thread, silently penetrated into Sun Guangming's heart.

Sun Guangming raised his head suddenly, and after a long silence, he finally spoke.

"I need another checkup!"

The doctor sighed.

"Okay, Mr. Huang will pay for your medical expenses this time, and if you do another checkup... it won't be a big deal."

Lin Nan was chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room. At the same time, Master Qian, who had been confident of victory, suddenly felt something was wrong!

The wax sculpture used for performing rituals in front of him suddenly burst into a golden light!
A golden light flashed, and the formation curse was completely destroyed with a bang!

Chen Ziyun was applying a facial mask downstairs and was startled when she heard the noise!

He hurriedly called the servant to go up and check the situation.

Upon learning that the noise came from the study, Chen Ziyun hurried over.

In fact, she knew all the little tricks that Luo Junming did in private.

I am not against doing so.

They are in the same boat and neither of them wants Sun Guangming to make a comeback.

There was chaos behind the study. Chen Ziyun's heart tightened when he saw Master Qian fainted in the middle of the formation.

Walking over quickly and pulling the stunned Luo Junming, Chen Ziyun asked, "What's going on?"

Luo Junming didn't dare to approach the center of the magic circle and could only express his own guesses.

"The curse on Sun Guangming was successful, but there will be backlash. Master Qian has been affected by the backlash. We will wait here. He should wake up soon."

As if to comfort himself, Luo Junming added: "Don't worry, everything is going well."

Master Qian woke up after fainting. He sat up suddenly and looked around in panic.

The destroyed formation, and the sudden burst of powerful golden light!
Master Qian's lips were trembling. Luo Junming shouted outside the formation: "Master Qian, are you okay?"

Master Qian walked out of the center of the formation like a zombie, came to the sofa on the side, and collapsed like a boneless animal.

"it is good……"

Luo Junming was delighted, this meant that everything was going well!

Master Qian suddenly looked ferocious and yelled, "Bullshit! We are in big trouble!"

Chen Ziyun was the best at seeking benefits and avoiding harm. Upon hearing this, he immediately asked in a hurry: "What exactly is going on? Master Qian, please explain it clearly!"

"It failed... The curse failed. Sun Guangming's fortune is even more powerful than expected. In fact, because of my curse, his fortune has been stimulated and has become even greater. In other words, Sun Guangming will be very rich in the future..."

Luo Junming smiled dryly and denied: "This is impossible, right? Master Qian, you are a man of real ability. This kind of thing... you know it's impossible as soon as you hear it..."

Master Qian felt his eyes a little sore and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub them.

As he rubbed his eyes, two lines of blood flowed out of them!

Chen Ziyun was so frightened that she turned pale and screamed loudly.

"Ahhh! Master Qian, your eyes..." (End of this chapter)