Chapter 101: Wild Gods Aren’t To Be Worshipped Lightly
Nan Yuanman finished using the toilet, comfortably pulled up her pants, pushed open the door and walked out: “Eh, that sister just now seemed to greet me, sister…?”
Meng Xi’s figure was long gone from the toilet. Nan Yuanman scratched her head, didn’t take it to heart, and went to the sink to wash her hands on tiptoes.
At that moment, Qiao Jin came in cursing and limping: “Damn it, what major crime of murder and arson have I committed recently? Why is the unlucky one always me!”
“Old heavens, I won’t call you grandpa anymore, you never treated me like a grandson… uh!”
Qiao Jin saw the soft and cute little milk baby washing her hands on tiptoes and curiously looking at her, and swallowed the dirty words at the edge of her mouth.
Isn’t this little milk baby Actor Feng’s sister? Seems like her name is Yuanman? When did she get here? She probably didn’t hear her cursing just now, right?
Children’s learning ability is very strong; if she learned it…
Actor Feng absolutely wouldn’t let her get away with it!
Qiao Jin couldn’t help shivering, and squeezed out a smile uglier than crying toward Nan Yuanman: “Hello, Yuanman, how are you? When did you get here?”
Nan Yuanman shook off the water droplets from her hands and obediently answered: “I was already here when sister arrived.”
Qiao Jin’s vision went black.
My life is over!
Nan Yuanman didn’t notice Qiao Jin’s expression that was about to cry. She focused intently on her glabella shrouded in bad luck and clearly turning green, twitching her little nose and sniffing.
After Qiao Jin appeared, she smelled that incense smell again, and it was very strong!
This incense smell wasn’t like the usual incense in Taoist temples and temples that made one feel refreshed after smelling it; instead, after sniffing it, her chest felt stuffy, her head dizzy, and it made her feel very uncomfortable.
Nan Yuanman’s chubby steamed bun face gradually became serious, and she asked: “Sister, have you recently gone to a temple or Taoist temple to worship? Or privately found someone for fortune telling?”
Qiao Jin was racking her brains thinking how to salvage the situation when she heard Nan Yuanman’s question. She was stunned for a moment, then reacted with a face full of surprise looking at her: “How did you know?”
Her luck had been bad recently; the female lead she had set her sights on was snatched, the endorsement she had negotiated suddenly changed people, her popularity declined somewhat, making her especially anxious and restless.
Her friend took her to privately find a spirit medium, saying that the spirit medium came from Taiwan, was very effective at changing fortune, just expensive.
She went with a try-it-out mentality, paid the money, drank the talisman water, worshiped the statue, and the facts proved…
Feudal superstition is unacceptable.
The promised fortune change made her even more unlucky.
Just now, a staff member just passing by almost cost her half her life.
“You have a very strong incense smell on you. The one who did fortune telling for you isn’t a good person; what they worshiped isn’t a god, it’s an evil entity. She cut off your fortune!”
Nan Yuanman frowned tightly: “Have you been very unlucky recently? Because your glabella is turning green, the three flames on your body are especially dim. Three days from now, you will definitely face a life-threatening danger!”
Qiao Jin initially thought Nan Yuanman had watched too many short dramas and was just babbling nonsense role-playing with her. The more she listened, the more she felt something was off—why was it getting more and more horrifying?
Qiao Jin pulled up a smile at the corner of her mouth to cover her slightly panicked heart: “It shouldn’t… be that serious, right? I feel like I can still be salvaged.”
Nan Yuanman shook her head like a rattle drum: “No no no, this is very serious! If sister doesn’t find someone to break curse soon, you’ll die right away!”
No chance for rescue anymore!
The more Qiao Jin listened, the more panicked she felt. She laughed haha: “Aiyo, Yuanman, feudal superstition is unacceptable. Sister is magnanimous; even if you curse sister, sister won’t hold it against you, but don’t say this kind of thing to others in the future, okay!”
As she spoke, she walked toward the sink and kindly reminded Nan Yuanman: “You’ll be…!!!”
Before she finished speaking, her foot suddenly slipped, and her whole body fell forward, with the most vulnerable spot on her forehead perfectly aimed at the sharp corner of the sink.
Qiao Jin: “!!!”
Done for!!
Qiao Jin desperately closed her eyes. However, the imagined pain didn’t come; she only felt her wrist being forcefully grabbed by someone, and her falling body suddenly stopped.
“It’s okay now, sister.” The soft and cute milk voice sounded in her ear.
Qiao Jin was terrified, cautiously opened one eye, and saw that the little dumpling who had been some distance away from her had somehow appeared by her side, grabbing her wrist with one hand and forcibly steadying her body.
Qiao Jin shockingly widened her eyes and couldn’t help complaining: “Damn, super strength baby!”
Qiao Jin: “…”
She raised her hand and slapped this mouth that kept saying dirty words.
Be clean! Dead mouth!
Nan Yuanman strangely looked at Qiao Jin, sighing in her heart: Sure enough, once the three flames dim, people become weird.
No problem, brave Yuanman, not afraid of weird people!
After helping Qiao Jin stand steady, she let go of her hand and spoke in a milky voice: “Sister, I told you you’d have a bloody disaster. You need to be more careful.”
Almost going to see King Yama, Qiao Jin completely believed it now. She panicked and asked Nan Yuanman: “Then what should I do? I, I don’t know anyone who can break curse!”
She used to be a pure atheist until she kept being unlucky and met the spirit medium, gradually starting to believe, but she didn’t know many people in the metaphysics circle, only that one spirit medium.
Nan Yuanman patted her little chest: “No problem, Yuanman can help you break curse, as long as you give Yuanman a little merit money.”
“But to break curse, we need to go to sister’s home to find the medium used to cast a spell. Is sister available?”
Qiao Jin nodded repeatedly: “Available, especially available!”
Nan Yuanman: “Then after filming is done, sister pick a time and we’ll go to your home, but it has to be broken within three days!”
Qiao Jin: “Okay.”
The two agreed on a time, exchanged numbers, and after Nan Yuanman gave Qiao Jin an amulet, she left the toilet to find Feng Langqing.
Qiao Jin held the amulet Nan Yuanman gave her. She didn’t know if it was psychological, but her body, which had been constantly feeling cold these past few days, gradually warmed up.
She pursed her lips: believe one last time. Actor Feng’s sister couldn’t be a scammer, right?
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When Nan Yuanman left the toilet to find Feng Langqing on set, Feng Langqing was being blocked by Meng Xi.
“Qing bro, sorry about earlier. I didn’t know you don’t drink milk tea.” Meng Xi didn’t stand in front of Feng Langqing but to his side. She tilted her head up, showing her beautiful profile, and sincerely apologized.
From Nan Yuanman’s perspective, it looked like Meng Xi was nestled in Feng Langqing’s arms.
The man handsome, the woman pretty— they looked especially compatible.
Nan Yuanman’s eyes lit up. Just as she was about to call Feng Langqing, a faint clicking sound came to her ear. Her expression paused slightly, she turned around and looked up, squinting at the rooftop of the building behind her.
On the rooftop platform, there was a person wearing a sun hat lying there, frantically taking photos with a camera in hand. Noticing someone below looking at him, he glanced faintly at Nan Yuanman before looking away, excitedly continuing to click away.
Actor Feng had been in the industry for seven years and never gotten close to any woman. Was the iron tree finally blooming?
This was big news! If these photos were sent out, this month’s KPI would be met!
Meng Xi deliberately adjusted her angle, wanting to chat more with Feng Langqing. He looked up behind her, his eyes lighting up slightly, and shouted: “Yuanman!”
When Nan Yuanman looked over, Feng Langqing slightly lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Xi with slight sarcasm: “This method of approaching me is really clumsy. I’m not interested in you. Don’t appear in front of me in the future.”
“Also, I’m not close to you. Don’t call me bro.”
Meng Xi’s expression stiffened slightly.
After speaking, Feng Langqing ignored her and quickly walked toward Nan Yuanman, picking her up in one go and looking her up and down: “Why did going to the toilet take so long? Did you poop? Let me smell, eh! Sweet treasure turned into stinky treasure!”
As he spoke, he buried his face into Nan Yuanman’s arms. Nan Yuanman felt itchy from his hair and couldn’t help giggling: “I’m not stinky, brother is stinky.”
Meng Xi bit her lip, looking at Nan Yuanman held in Feng Langqing’s arms with a face full of gloom, feeling extremely displeased inside.
Nan Yuanman, who was play-fighting with Feng Langqing, smelled that incense smell again at the tip of her nose, but this incense smell was mixed with a hard-to-describe fox smell.
Her hand hugging Feng Langqing’s head paused, and she looked up at Meng Xi, meeting her gaze.
