Bad feng shui in the entertainment industry

Tang Chen seems to be sealed behind a huge glass window. He can perceive everything, but he can't do anything. He can only watch "myself" propping up the mirror with his hands, approaching slowly, staring at the pair of eyes in the mirror that seem to be Eyes that no longer belonged to him, with a playful smile.

"Since you're so scared, why don't you drink the tea? Is it because I'm worried that my poor remnant soul will never be able to reincarnate again, or is it because I'm greedy for the ease and ease when I'm on your body without being troubled by illness? Let me think about it." , which one is it?"

"Tomson" sounded like a whisper, tilted his head slightly, tapped his temple with his index finger, and seemed to be in serious contemplation.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor began to flicker on and off again, deliberately looking for a sense of presence in this silent gap.

"Tomson" frowned slightly, and glanced casually outside the bathroom.

"Ordinary people can't become ghosts after death. At most, they only have some remaining energy of the five elements."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand casually, as if brushing off a layer of inconspicuous dust, and all the voice-activated lights in the corridor were instantly extinguished, returning to normal.

"So, when ordinary people die, they can no longer speak. Even if there is a huge injustice, they can't tell others the truth."

I don't know if this sentence touched Tang Chen, he closed his eyes lightly, and this time he succeeded, the unknown power in his body did not stop his humble wish.

The vision was cut off, and the weird feeling of talking to himself was weakened a lot.

"What are you suspecting?"

A cold hand caressed Tang Chen's face, wiping away the wet tears.

"What do you want to do?"

Tang Chen was stuffy in his heart, but was suppressed by his weak shell.

"tell me."

The voice was almost seductive, and step by step, he pushed aside the terrifying speculation in Tang Chen's heart, and removed his vigilance and protection layer by layer.

"Tell me, I can help you."

As if aware of Tang Chen's disarming and surrendering, the voice finally laughed lightly, revealing the final picture inevitably.

"As long as you are obedient and agree to my conditions, I can help you realize any wish."

Although Tomson is always regarded as a fool, he is past the age to make a wish on Aladdin's magic lamp.Compared with the golden finger given by the magic lamp, as an adult, he is more concerned about what price he will pay to the ghost with the big belly after catching the big pie that fell from the sky.

A dead soul who has been dead for an unknown amount of time and can only become a demon by possessing others, what does he urgently need?What can I do?

"I don't even know who you are until now."

This sentence was in Tang Chen's mind, and he didn't really say it out, but the thing attached to him seemed to be able to see his inner voice, and actually heard it.

"Oh? You've actually learned to communicate with me with your thoughts? Not bad, it can be saved."

Tomson: "..."

He was obviously just thinking about it in his heart, and he didn't know what it means to communicate with ideas.

"Okay, so who are you?"

"Tang Chen" snorted, and raised his chin haughtily, "Say my name, don't be afraid. I am Sect Master Mochizuki."

Tomson: "... who is that?"

According to the legend, the mention of the name of Mochizuki suzerain: "..."

A strange silence spread in the bathroom with one person and two souls.At some point on the small rooftop on the seventh floor, a group of students from the School of Performing Arts came, and they seemed to be practicing their lines in a drama. A passionate "Ah, you humble and unknown person like an ant!" The possessed "Tomson" complexion became even uglier.

"You haven't heard of Sect Master Mochizuki?"

Tang Chen shook his head frankly, wondering if the remnant soul who claimed to be Mochizuki Suzerain was so shocked that he temporarily relaxed his control over Tang Chen and let him regain control of his body.He moved his limbs and breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of being paralyzed and only the brain functioning is really not very good.

"Could it be that the world of your ordinary people is now completely isolated from the world of the formation master?"

Tang Chen felt that the ghost on his body must have eaten his IQ by the way, otherwise how could he understand every word he said, but couldn't understand the string of a sentence?

"Um... what is an array mage?" With the lessons learned just now, Tang Chen was a little cautious when he asked this question.

However, it still hurt the fragile heart of the suzerain.

Tang Chen waited for a long time, but he didn't hear back. He moved tentatively and found that there was nothing unusual about his body. He left the bathroom until he walked out of the teaching building. Don't know? Aren't you surprised that the person who gave you the tea before performed the formation in front of you?"

"Oh, it turns out that what he used was a formation technique."

Sect Master Mochizuki: "..."

Tomson: "But, isn't that the same thing as Tiao Dashen burning the yellow talisman paper to make water for people to drink?"

How can Tiao Dashen be compared with the dignified array mage? !

The generation gap of tens of millions of years made an ancient formation mage silent in front of stupid humans, expressing his anger in silent protest.However, this anger seems to be too reserved, and it didn't burn into the brain circuits of stupid human beings. Tang Chen only regarded the remnant soul's silence as acquiescing, and already classified this suzerain in his heart with the kind of stick that burns incense and worships Buddha to make offerings to immortals. kind.

However, at this moment, Tang Chen was not in the mood to chat with the freshly baked suzerain. He had only one thought in his mind, and he stopped a taxi after leaving the school gate, and drove to Tang's suburban villa.

"Are you doubting your father? Suspecting that he killed your mother?" Sect Master Mochizuki was silent for a long time, but found that he was playing the piano with a cow, so he magnanimously chose to let the past go.

Tang Chen didn't speak, but just grabbed the backpack on his knees, which contained a hot insurance contract, which was seared in his heart.

"So what are you going to do? Go back and question, and then cry yourself into tears again? It's meaningless except to startle the snake." Sect Master Mochizuki sighed unabashedly, "What to do, I'm so stupid that I can't bear to watch gone."

If dislike can be materialized, then Tomson may have been buried alive by now.

Sect Master Mochizuki saw that Tang Chen hadn't said a word, so he realized something was wrong, quietly manipulated one of Tang Chen's hands, and wiped it lightly on his eyes.

Tsk, I cried again, what a headache.

"Then what should I do?" Tang Chen's choked voice sounded in the conscious world shared by the two. "I, what can I do?"

Originally, he just thought that he was kicked out, and he could tolerate and retreat. That was his father, the family he was born into, but now a more terrifying truth has been revealed. People close to him by blood have robbed what should belong to him , and is even likely to be the culprit that caused the death of another close relative.This is far beyond his tolerance. The 20-year history of heart disease has not only created a character that is indifferent to the world, but also rounded all his edges and corners.

Don't get excited, don't get angry, don't get overwhelmed with worry...

These taboos are just to allow him to live for two more years, turning him into a useless waste, so that now he doesn't even have the courage to touch the truth.

The taxi unknowingly approached the community of Tang's villa. The driver didn't know why the young man sitting behind was crying so sadly, so he didn't have the nerve to urge him to get off the car.

"Okay, don't cry." When Mochizuki's voice sounded in Tang Chen's mind again, Tang Chen felt that his body had become uncontrollable again. "Don't you want to know what to do? Then use your eyes and look carefully."

Sect Master Mochizuki regained control of Tang Chen's body, and even smiled very reservedly when he paid the driver.

"You know, there were people who made me unhappy before. Those people died later, but I didn't have a drop of their blood on my hands."