Back at the villa, Chen Ziyun asked for a date to go shopping, but Luo Junming responded impatiently.
After sending the people away, he and Master Qian walked up to the study room on the second floor.
The study room is divided into two sections, front and rear, separated by a wall made of bookshelves.
Walking in from the small door, behind is the place where Master Qian practices,
The curse formation has already been set up here.
Cursed instruments were placed in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
In the middle of the formation, a small wax sculpture was placed there.
The wax sculpture is only the size of a palm, and it looks exactly like Sun Guangming.
Luo Junming stood outside the Political and Legal Affairs Bureau, watching Master Qian's actions.
Taking out the hair strands he had obtained earlier, Master Qian walked into the center of the formation and placed the hair strands on the wax sculpture.
His fingers were extremely dexterous, and those few hairs were lightly tied around the wax statue's neck.
Master Qian closed his eyes, lowered his head to the wax sculpture and recited strange and unpredictable spells.
Spells came out of his mouth one after another, and the surrounding aura gradually became gloomy and dim.
As an outsider, Luo Junming felt goosebumps all over his body.
He even felt a gloomy wind appear out of thin air, swirling around the formation.
While reciting the incantation, Master Qian suddenly shook his fingers and connected a long silver needle.
The long silver needle is like a hair, thin and long, and the needle emits a strange blue light.
In the blue light, thin black air emerged faintly.
He cursed the needle.
After reciting the incantation, the slender needle was aimed at the heart of the wax sculpture and pierced in!
At the same time, Sun Guangming had just negotiated cooperation matters with his once reliable human resources partner, Lao Huang, and was about to stand up and shake hands to say goodbye, when Sun Guangming suddenly felt a sting in his heart!
The blood on his face also faded away in an instant, turning as white as death.
Lao Huang was so frightened that after he realized what he was doing, he hurriedly ordered the people around him.
"Call an ambulance quickly!"
After working hard 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 let my friend put on your makeup and confirm your look."
Lin Nan was overjoyed when she received the call.
It just so happens that there haven’t been any exciting new things in the live broadcast room recently. This time I changed my look, which can be regarded as a surprise for the audience,
According to the agreed time, Lin Nan came to a makeup studio.
The studio as a whole is not big, but the bottles and cans on the table and the props placed on one side are particularly complete.
At first glance, it gives the impression that it is very professional.
As soon as Lin Nan came in, Ye Qing turned around and waved to him.
"Come here, see how I look?"
Ye Qing's dress at this time made Lin Nan's eyes light up.
Ye Qing now wore white and tender nude makeup, looking particularly youthful.
The long hair was also tied into two buns, with two red ribbons tied into the buns. When the wind blew, it looked particularly beautiful.
She was wearing a red dress and the way she waved and said hello was even more eye-catching.
The makeup artist next to him smiled and took out a gold ingot prop and stuffed it into Ye Qing's arms.
Ye Qing, who was holding the gold ingot, looked like a boy giving away money.
Lin Nan came over and gave a thumbs up.
“The shape is great! It’s almost like a real money-giving boy!”
Ye Qing was also very proud: "Of course, I dress up after the money-giving boy in my hometown temple."
The makeup artist friend next to me helped explain.
"Xiaoqing is going to a friend's house to participate in a temple ceremony recently. Because the image fits the image, she helps to play the role of a money-giving boy for the God of Wealth in the temple."
So that's it.
Lin Nan thought this activity was quite interesting. Just when he wanted to ask about it, Ye Qing already took the initiative to ask.
"Hey, you should come too, there are so many people."
Lin Nan thought that he might be able to play the God of Wealth openly in the crowd. If he broadcasted it live, he would gain more people's recognition and popularity, so he agreed.
"Okay."
Ye Qing was not in a hurry to remove her makeup, put down the gold ingot prop in her hand, and pulled him over.
"Bingbing, hurry up and help him apply makeup according to the image of Tao Zhugong."
Bingbing nodded, raised her hand and touched his face to make a gesture.
"The shape of this face does not need to be modified too much. It only needs to outline the specific outline and temperament."
Bingbing said and started to take action.
Lin Nan felt that his face was like a wall, and the makeup artist in front of him was constantly painting on the wall.
Through the mirror, he watched his face become Tao Zhugong little by little.
Put on a hair cover and change into a custom-made outfit.
Coming out of the dressing room, Ye Qing and others were shocked.
Bingbing couldn't help but clasped her hands and rushed to him to worship: "Oh my god, it's so similar! You are the most perfect work in 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 was all exposed in his eyes.
He could clearly feel that as long as he wanted to, he could easily change the business fortune of this makeup studio.
Whether it will soar into the sky from now on, or whether it will close down without a name, is all in his mind.
Lin Nan was not angry, her eyes moved slightly, and her aura shocked Bingbing.
Bingbing opened her mouth in shock.
"God of Wealth, I was rude and offensive just now. Please don't blame me. If it doesn't work, I can just give you a few kisses."
As he said that, Dingding was about to kneel down.
Lin Nan hurriedly pulled the person up.
When he went in to change clothes just now, he had already asked Ye Qing to start the live broadcast.
Now every move will be broadcast on the live broadcast.
No, when they saw this scene, the audience burst into laughter.
[Not bad, not bad, the anchor has given us a new job. 】
【How interesting. 】
[Actually, let alone a makeup artist, I want to give one to the anchor. 】
[The anchor is so handsome. He is pretending to be something. It is reasonable to suspect that the anchor was a god in his previous life! 】
[If I were there, I would also like to kowtow. The God of Wealth bless me, a person who quits his job to start a business, all the best! 】
[The anchor looks like this. If he goes to beg for alms and says "Congratulations on getting rich", those passers-by will definitely be happy to give money. 】
Lin Nan heard the system remind him that as soon as the audience saw his appearance, their sincere recognition index was very high.
This was all due to the words of blessing he had spoken before, most of which came to light, so much so that some die-hard fans actually believed that he was a god.
It's like a die-hard fan.
Believe whatever the anchor says.
"Hello everyone, I am Fan Li. I am meeting you for the first time. I hope you will believe in me, the God of Wealth."
After saying this to the camera, the barrage in the live broadcast room quickly started again.
Lin Nan was about to have a good chat with the audience. At this moment, he suddenly felt that a ray of his luck was being swallowed up by something unconsciously.
The change is very subtle.
Like all the hairs on his body, one of them was plucked out. Following the devoured luck, Lin Nan's soul tracked it to the hospital.
In the hospital ward, the unconscious Sun Guangming looked pale.
Next to Lao Huang was the doctor who was talking about the test results.
"The initial diagnosis is heart disease, but detailed examination will be done next. The patient's sudden fainting this time was caused by sudden relaxation after being under too much pressure..."
Lin Nan's consciousness floated in the ward.
There was a lingering black energy lingering around Sun Guangming.
The black energy was swallowing up Sun Guangming's original golden fortune.
Lin Nan, who was playing the God of Wealth at the moment, was particularly disgusted by this foul smell of curse.
The moment he saw Sun Guangming, he already knew that his fortune with Sun Guangming had been forcibly swallowed up by someone using strange means.
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To forcibly rebuke the wealth granted by gods at the cost of the other party's life?
What a courage!
His consciousness calmly returned to his original body, chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.
Talking about the luck of the God of Wealth.
An audience member posted a question of his own.
[I heard from a friend that a truly capable metaphysician can transfer the wealth of others. Is this true? 】
After Lin Nan played the role of a god, the higher the sense of identity he gained, the more able he was to perceive the memory fragments of the god.
From the memory fragments, Lin Nan learned relevant knowledge about the transfer of wealth.
"It can indeed be done. It's called borrowing. If the person borrowing it is voluntary, there will be almost no sequelae."
The netizen who asked the question quickly asked again.
[But if it’s not voluntary, wouldn’t it be equivalent to being robbed of something that originally belonged to you? What are the consequences of that? 】
Lin Nan smiled when he thought of Sun Guangming.
At this time, in the study on the second floor of Luo Junming's villa, Master Qian was casting a spell.
"Come on, come on! We're going to succeed!"
Luo Junming was happy but also a little worried.
"This... subsequent backlash, Master Qian, are you sure you can handle it?"
He communicated with Master Qian that even if the spell was successful, they would be counterattacked by this curse.
Master Qian said that he had opened his eyes and there was nothing to worry about.
But for such mysterious things, Luo Junming felt a little wary and uneasy after all.
"I have deep cultivation and can fully afford the consequences of casting spells. Of course, I have paid enough. Mr. Luo, when the time comes..."
Luo Junming heard the foreign voice of the other party's words.
"Master Qian, please rest assured that your hard work has paid off and I will not treat you badly."
……
Lin Nan explained patiently to his die-hard fans.
"If the spell is successfully cast, the person who is being borrowed will have his wealth drained away, his wealth will be wiped out, and he will not be able to save money for the rest of his life. He will always be a pauper, but..."
Lin Nan paused for a moment when he said this, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
"This kind of magic is too harmful to one's moral character. Once someone dares to use this method to make a fortune, they will have to bear the consequences."
The netizen seemed to know some inside information and continued to ask questions.
[But what if the person who casts the spell has deep enough cultivation to cope with 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 having your own way, it will backfire and destroy the whole person at least, or kill you directly."
As Lin Nan spoke, a wisp of the God of Wealth's luck flew out into the air.
The golden and transparent fortune of the God of Wealth shuttles rapidly through the air.
In the ward of the city center hospital, Sun Guangming, who had woken up, covered his heart and looked in disbelief after hearing what the doctor said.
"Heart disease...is still serious? How...how is this possible?"
Although the body is not as energetic as young people now, it should still be healthy!
He used to have physical examinations every year, and it was finally discovered that he had heart disease!
How could it be possible at this time?
"Mr. Sun, according to the inspection report, this is indeed the case. Moreover, if you need to have surgery, you will need to undergo medical treatment and preparation in advance. The cost of the surgery will also be a lot of money..."
The transparent golden fortune, like a strand of silk thread, quietly penetrated from Sun Guangming's heart.
Sun Guangming raised his head sharply, and after a long silence, he finally spoke.
"I want to do another check-up!"
The doctor sighed.
"Okay, Mr. Huang will pay for your medical expenses this time. If you do another check-up...it won't cost you anything."
Lin Nan was chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room. At the same time, Master Qian, who had already secured the victory, suddenly felt something was wrong!
The wax sculpture used for the practice in front of me burst out with a golden light in an instant!
The golden light flashed, and the formation curse banged, completely destroyed!
Chen Ziyun was applying a facial mask downstairs when she heard the sound and was startled!
He hurriedly called the servant up to check the situation.
Knowing that the noise was caused by the study, Chen Ziyun hurriedly walked up.
She actually knew all the little tricks Luo Junming did in private.
Nor am I opposed to doing so.
They are grasshoppers on a rope, and they don't want Sun Guangming to make a comeback.
There was chaos behind the study room. Chen Ziyun felt nervous when she 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 did not dare to get close to the center of the magic circle and could only express his guess.
"The curse on Sun Guangming was successful, but there will be backlash. Master Qian has been affected by the backlash. We are waiting here. He should wake up soon."
As if to comfort himself, Luo Junming added: "Don't worry, everything is going smoothly."
Master Qian woke up after fainting. He sat up suddenly and looked around in panic.
The ruined formation, the sudden burst of strong golden light!
Master Qian's lips were trembling, and 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 one side, and collapsed like a boneless animal.
"Okay..."
Luo Junming felt happy, it meant everything went well!
Master Qian suddenly looked ferocious and cursed: "What a fart! We are in for a big disaster!"
Chen Ziyun is the best at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. When she heard this, she immediately asked urgently: "What's going on? Master Qian, please tell me clearly!"
"It failed...the curse failed. Sun Guangming's wealth was stronger than imagined. Even because of my curse, his wealth was stimulated and became even greater. In other words, Sun Guangming... will be very rich in the future. Very rich..."
Luo Junming denied with a dry smile: "Is this impossible? Master Qian, you are a man of real ability. This kind of thing... you will know it is impossible as soon as you hear it..."
Master Qian felt his eyes were a little sore and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub them.
As he rubbed it, two lines of blood flowed from his eyes!
Chen Ziyun was so frightened that she screamed loudly.
"Ah ah! Master Qian, your eyes..." (End of Chapter)