Master Celestial Jiang Si transmigrated into a book and became an 18th-tier, internet-hated celebrity. In the book, Jiang Si had offended the original heroine, Xiang Zhiyi, leading to widespread ru...
Although he had a fairly significant role, he was ultimately just a supporting character with limited screen time.
Xie Wuyi completed it with ease.
As he came down, he happened to see his co-star nervously taking a phone call. Xie Wu glanced at him and then looked away.
Chen An dared not neglect Master Jiang's good friend, so he specially assigned him an assistant.
The assistant is a senior one, and he's quite perceptive.
At first, the assistant thought that people of his age who came to the entertainment industry would have a big temper, but after getting to know him, he found that he was alright and rarely lost his temper.
The assistant noticed Xie Wuyi glancing in that direction and whispered as he poured Xie Wuyi water, "I heard that Sister Zhu's son has a mountain of gambling debts, which is why he's back in acting to earn money."
There are no secrets on a film set.
Zhu Yu appeared calm and collected on the surface, but was secretly in a terrible state of mind.
That unfilial son, if you say you don't care, he's a piece of your own flesh and blood; if you say you care, even if you pay this time, there will be next time. Sometimes she really wants to just have his hands and feet chopped off, then it would be easier to raise him.
Xie Wuyi took a sip of tea, and the aroma filled the air; it was a rare and exquisite tea.
Seeing that Xie Wuyi didn't say yes or no, the assistant continued, "Speaking of which, Sister Zhu's son is a promising young man, the general manager of a listed company, with a bright future. I don't know how he suddenly became addicted to gambling. Sister Zhu is pitiful."
"Everything in this world has a cause and effect; consider this repayment of a debt," Xie Wuyi said, then fell silent.
The next scene will be a confrontation between Xie Wuyi and Zhu Yu.
This was Xie Wuyi's first time acting opposite Zhu Yu.
As she approached, Xie Wuyi suddenly felt a familiar scent.
His eyes suddenly turned to Zhu Yu.
This seems to be the aura of a Pixiu?
Pixiu is a mythical beast, so how could it appear here?
Xie Wuyi dared not use any supernatural powers at this time, but he kept a close eye on things.
After the performance, he found Jiang Si and told her about it.
"Isn't the Pixiu supposed to bring wealth?" Jiang Si asked, somewhat puzzled. "Then how could Zhu Yu end up like this?" The Pixiu, a mythical beast, is said to naturally bring wealth; in any case, it can find gold on the ground for you in all sorts of unexpected ways.
After Xie Wuyi infiltrated the film crew, he met more people and became more lively. He squinted and said, "That's what I find strange. If it really is a Pixiu, how could he possibly repay the debts of his mere son?"
Jiang Si became interested. "I'll go with you to take a look tomorrow."
Xie Wuyi chuckled, "You really haven't changed."
Jiang Si rolled her eyes. "Come on, you come to me just because you want me to go and take a look, right?" She knew Xie Wuyi well enough to know that he was just asking her to go and see him.
Especially now that he can't use his magic power at will.
From his past life to the present, Xie Wuyi has remained consistent.
The crew was overjoyed to see Jiang Si coming.
Some young actresses, in particular, knew of Jiang Si's supernatural abilities and wanted her to do their fortunes.
A charlatan like Jiang Si is not someone you can easily meet.
Regardless of whether it works or not, let's ask first.
What if Jiang Si is in a good mood and agrees?
Jiang Si also did not forget her daily good deed.
"Sisters, it's not impossible, but it depends on fate." Jiang Si asked Xie Wuyi's assistant to find a few blank sheets of paper. Only two of the five sheets of paper had the word "fate" written on them. Whoever drew a blank sheet of paper would have their fortune told.
Xie Wuyi leaned to one side and said, "Master Jiang, you have quite the air of authority."
Jiang Si smiled but didn't say anything.
If we're talking about divine calculation, probably no one can surpass Xie Wuyi. Jiang Si can calculate three lifetimes, but Xie Wuyi can calculate ten. However, since he cultivates the ruthless path, he rarely performs such calculations for others, and Jiang Si only learned about it by chance.
When Xie Wuyi first met Jiang Si, he said, "We are destined to be together for ten thousand years." However, he said this in a very soft tone, so it is hard to tell whether he meant it or not.
Zhu Yu stepped forward, somewhat embarrassed: "May I have my fortune told too?"
Jiang Si looked at her, seemingly unsurprised, and casually tore off another piece of paper and put it in.
"Sure, do as you please." Jiang Si opened the small bag. "Let's see who's destined to have it."
Everyone was eager to try.
Unfortunately, out of the six people, only two were lucky.
However, fortune telling isn't always a good thing. Without fortune telling, there might still be a slight change in your fate, but once it's told, your destiny is already set, and you'll unconsciously move in the direction predicted.
So, is it that fortune telling is accurate, or is it that you instinctively follow the predetermined fate?
The first person drawn was the third female lead in the production team.
Having just graduated from film school, it's already quite an achievement to get a role like this.
Many of her classmates may even still be on their way to job interviews.
She seemed a little nervous; she licked her lips and said, "Can I see my mother one more time?"
Others: "??"
What is the problem?
How could you not know where your mother is? Then they thought of a possibility: Jiang Si was said to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods, so she couldn't possibly be thinking about that kind of thing, could she?
Well, that's only human nature.
Jiang Si glanced at his face and concluded that he was a blessed person, but he had few family ties.
The mother left when he was five years old and has not been heard from since.
It's not that I don't miss home, but that I'm unable to go home.
When she was five years old, her mother was abducted. During the escape, she accidentally fell off a cliff and died. The cliff was thousands of feet deep, and no one could find her. To this day, her bones remain in the deep cliff.
Legend has it that there is a memorial stele for a weeping son on the Bridge of Helplessness.
There, countless ghosts mourn day and night, grieving the loss of their children, and her mother is there.
Jiang Si sighed.
"Do you want to see her? I'll take you to see her for three hundred coins."
The girl nodded excitedly, then suddenly realized, "Did I see someone?"
Jiang Si looked at her with pity, neither saying yes nor no.
The girl seemed to understand something.
She silently took a step or two back, almost losing her balance.
Actually, she may have had a premonition that her mother was gone before this, but she didn't expect Jiang Si to reveal this cruel truth and force her to face it directly.
Seeing this, everyone else understood and silently felt a pang of regret.
The separation of the living and the dead is the most helpless and painful thing in the world.
Jiang Si wouldn't lie to comfort others.
We have to face it eventually.
She considered it a way of putting an end to things for the mother and daughter.
The next person to be drawn was Zhu Yu.
Jiang Si was different from Xie Wuyi. As soon as Zhu Yu approached, Jiang Si sensed that aura.
Very well, the Pixiu has become evil.
The evil aura it carried was almost suffocating.
She turned to Xie Wuyi and asked very sincerely, "You just can't use your abilities, but has your nose also gone bad? How come you can't smell this?"
Xie Wuyi's expression remained unchanged.
Then, Jiang Si realized that she had been tricked by Xie Wuyi again.
This person clearly wanted her to deal with this Pixiu that had somehow become evil.