After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

Mao Wan clasped her hands together, with a pious expression, and the lace gloves glowed with a little silver in the sunlight.

She sneered and said: "Mengwei's soul was sucked away by the evil god, and he will never be reborn forever. It's really satisfying."

"Thank you for letting me take a look at my benefactor. If it wasn't for him, that bastard Mengwei wouldn't have been punished so soon!"

Bo Xianyun slowly opened his eyes, and asked in a flat tone, "Is it worth paying such a price for punishing others?"

"Hmph! I give him all my heart, but in his opinion, I'm worse than shit!"

"I kept saying that I wanted to grow old with me, but I turned around and cheated on my sister. If I hadn't bumped into him under the bridge, I don't know how long I would have been deceived."

"When they found out that the matter had been revealed, they pretended to appease me, and while I was relaxing, they actually ruthlessly killed me..."

Mao Wan complained bitterly, and finally said categorically, "It will make him suffer so much, no matter how big the price is, it will be worth it!"

Bo Xianyun quietly listened to her words, her tone remained calm, "Are you ready?"

Mao Wan took a deep breath, "Okay."

Bo Xianyun raised his arm, and Yubai's palm lightly supported it, and the surrounding strong winds swirled around Mao Wan.

The center of the vortex immediately gave birth to a crimson flame, Mao Wan was burned by the fire, her skin was broken into pieces, her expression was distorted ferociously, and within a moment it turned into a wisp of smoke, and her tragic scream was quickly covered by the singing and dancing in the bamboo forest.

Looking at the five blue fluorescent lights jumping in the palm of his hand, Bo Xianyun closed his eyes in satisfaction.

It was already the next morning when Wen Yue woke up. If he hadn't had a splitting headache and a tumbling stomach, he wouldn't even be able to tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Bo Xianyun's handsome face was in front of his eyes, and his cold voice remained in his ears, "People's hearts are sinister, do you still believe it?"

Every time he heard him ask such a question, Wen Yue would have a little doubt about his three views, as if something was beating in his heart.

"Bo Xianyun, who is he?..."

Severe discomfort spread from the abdomen to the whole body, forcing Wen Yue to stop exploring.

He got up and went to the living room, and met Mao Shining coming out of the kitchen with a cup, and said haggardly, "Here, the medicine is in the drawer."

"Oh." The two looked at each other, tacit understanding, after a while, Wen Yue also came out with the same liquid.

"My sister and I are going to the company today. If brother Yue doesn't arrange it, we can go for a walk together?" Mao Shining gulped down the Chinese medicine soup in a very "heroic" manner.

"I'm planning to go to the hospital." Wen Yue sips sips, it is said that this is good for absorption, and besides, the beautiful rice can't be eaten lightly, it will hurt your health.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Mao Shining's expression was full of concern.

"I call the nurse every day, and the situation has been relatively stable recently." Wen Yue said, "Just take a look and feel at ease."

"A filial son." Mao Shining held out his thumb in admiration, "I must learn from you."

"Shouldn't this be done?" Wen Yue stared at the medicinal soup in a daze, it felt so good to have a mother.

Plans to visit her mother are disrupted by a sudden phone call in the morning.

An unknown number is displayed on the screen.

"I'm afraid it's another debt collector." Wen Yue's heart skipped a beat.

When I picked it up, the other party claimed to be the landlord.

Said that the property owner had been unable to find him for two months, so he had to contact me and asked him to go home quickly.

Wen Yue was a little relieved when he heard that he didn't intend to call for the rent, inside or outside.

After talking for a few words, I realized that this is only the second landlord.

The rent has been paid at the end of the year, and the owner is far away abroad. He just looks at the house and collects money, and he doesn't know the specific situation at all.

Wen Yue made up a random reason and got the address of the rental house.

He decided to take a look first. After all, with the original owner's personality and financial situation, he took up such a large amount of funds in advance. He didn't know what tricks were hidden, and he had to take precautions in advance if his life was threatened.

The villa of the Mao family siblings is relatively remote.

Wen Yue took a taxi to the hospital in the city for nearly an hour, and with the supplements and fruits he bought, he didn't have much money left in his pocket.

When passing by the front desk, the nurse reminded him that the hospitalization fee can only last for three or four days.

For so many years, I have never worried about money, Wen Yue nodded in response at this moment, feeling the mood of ants on a hot pot.

After leaving the hospital, Wen Yue used her mobile phone to search for the location of the rental house. As expected, the distance was very close, a 10-minute walk at most.

When I arrived, I saw that it was a community located in the city center. Although it was a bit dilapidated, the rent would not be low due to this location.

The room is located on the top floor of the sixth floor. This building has a special structure. There is only one suite on the top floor. The balcony windows face inwards, making it quite quiet in the busy city.

Wen Yue took out the only key in his pocket, and with a click, the door opened.

It seems that no one has lived in it for some days, and there is a damp and musty smell everywhere.

The light in the room was very dim, and all the curtains were tightly closed. Without knowing the situation, I thought it was a secret base for illegal activities.

The first thing Wen Yue did when he entered the door was to quickly open the curtains for ventilation.

The moment the sunlight penetrates the window lattice, the whole room seems to come alive.

Looking around, Wen Yue looked at the original owner differently.

The layout of one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen here is about [-] square meters in total.

The furniture in the living room is only a single bed and a computer desk.

On the four white walls, there are all bookshelves that stand on top of the sky.

Visually, it is divided into several areas. Some shelves are filled with many books, some are photo albums, and some are filled with various notebooks. Take out one by one, it is full of dense handwriting, and the content is like a travel log.

Wen Yue casually flipped through the books. All the books focused on asking gods and ghosts, metaphysics and numerology, etc. The content of the photos in the album was also miscellaneous. There were all kinds of scenery, characters and even animals.

Walking into the bedroom and turning on the light, he was completely stunned.

The entire white wall facing the front is covered by a huge tree-shaped map. The dense canopy is composed of many companies, enterprises, and personal names. If you take a closer look, it turns out to be an anatomical map of today's entertainment industry.

Although Wen Yue doesn't understand the world, he still has a certain understanding of the laws of the entertainment industry and the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, so it is not difficult to understand this picture.

Anyway, if he is not in a hurry, he can keep his mind and figure it out slowly.

Wen Yue spent half an afternoon studying the pictures on the wall to get a general idea.

The content of the graphics is quite rich, not only including the size and equity structure of various companies, the qualifications of their artists, which one has signed the gambling agreement, and even the important terms of the agreement are also indicated...

This time, he completely believed in the original owner's "main business". On the surface, he had the title of an [-]-tier actor, but he was actually a "senior paparazzi" who digs up information and snoops on privacy.

Moreover, the paparazzi identity of the original owner has probably been exposed, as can be seen from the crew's attitude towards him.

Although this kind of behavior is deeply despised by the industry, it can be penetrated into the world described by the authors of "Happy Bloody" and "Good Group Destruction", "survival" is the first for Wen Yue, and this information is very precious.

Accidentally opening the life-saving treasure chest, Wen Yue's view of the original owner completely changed.

This guy is simply a treasure boy, a "little secret agent" in the entertainment industry.

Wen Yue looked at it for a long time, and finally focused on the root of the "big tree".

Here it is marked in huge red letters: "Tianhai Film Industry".

This is a super-large-scale group company with countless artists, occupying half of the entertainment circle, which can be said to be the highest for the media industry.

Looking back, Wen Yue's old employer was also a company of this size.

In a place where stars gather and great gods are everywhere, everyone is trying their best to get ahead, and the relationship of interests is intricate. If you are not careful, you will be calculated by others, and the water is very deep.

Wen Yue debuted early, with deep qualifications and a clear mind. She has always seen things clearly and overlooked the scenery. Later, she really couldn't stand it anymore and spent a lot of trouble in order to stand on her own.

Unknowingly, three hours passed quietly.

Wen Yue rubbed her tired eyes, ready to get up and stretch.

As soon as he stretched out his legs, there was a crisp sound from under the desk, as if he had hit something hard.

Wen Yue leaned over and took out a square box from the bottom of the table. It was the kind of tin box that holds biscuits. The outside was rusted beyond recognition.

Hidden so secretly, it seems that the contents in the iron box have extraordinary significance to the original owner.

Although it's not very good to spy on people's privacy, but it's a pity if you miss the life-saving skills.

Wen Yue struggled for a while, but decided to attack, after all, he and the original owner had become one.

It took a lot of effort to open it, but Wen Yue was disappointed. There was only a yellowed photo and an old copper whistle.

He first picked up the photo and looked at it. The background was the green lawn on the sports field. Three young people were standing side by side. They were college students, wearing the same style of sportswear.

The three of them had young faces, and they were all out-and-out handsome guys.

The original owner stood in the middle, with a tall and straight figure and high spirits. The person on the left hooked his shoulders, lively and unrestrained, and looked familiar. When Wen Yue took a closer look, it turned out to be Lu Feng when he was young.

On the right is an unfamiliar face, with exquisite features and a calm temperament. At first glance, the eyebrows are somewhat similar to Bo Xianyun. Looking at him, an inexplicable sense of heaviness lingers in my heart, which makes Wen Yue very concerned.

By accident, Wen Yue picked up the copper whistle and blew it to his lips.

……mute.

It may have been too long, it was rusted, Wen Yue stood in front of his eyes, the face of the man in the photo suddenly flashed into his mind, a series of pictures flowed by like fast forward, a strong sense of loss filled his heart, Wen Yue wanted to see the content of the picture clearly, his mind There was a splitting pain.

Wen Yue had to stop, put two things into his pocket, raised his phone to the wall, and was about to take a picture.

"Buzzing..." The phone vibrated suddenly.

Wen Yue connected, and Mao Shining's voice sounded, "Brother Yue, I'm near your house, and I want to show you something."

His voice was high-pitched, faintly flustered.

"At home, come on," Wen Yue said.

In less than 5 minutes, Mao Shining arrived, gasping for breath, and immediately said: "Brother Yue, I'm so scared."

Wen Yue was amused by his expression, "What, saw a ghost?"

"You're still laughing at me, look at this." Mao Shining lightly squeezed the USB flash drive with two fingers, and handed it to him carefully, as if a ghost really ran out of it.