Chapter 74 Raising a Little Ghost

That was her little devil.

In the entertainment industry, such offerings are nothing new.

If you search online for female celebrities who have adopted little ghosts, you'll come up with a bunch of different names.

Huo Baiwei frowned, pricked her finger with the tip of a needle, and a drop of blood fell on the blood doll's forehead.

The bloody doll sat up from the box and gave her a giggle, "Master."

Huo Baiwei put the snacks next to him, looking gloomy, "My luck and condition seem to be not very good recently."

When she was filming, she was always out of shape and unable to interpret the role well. She has not won any prestigious awards to date.

She has been in the entertainment industry for five years.

She was so anxious that she couldn't sleep.

She used to be able to make a living by her looks, but now as she gets older, the collagen in her face is gradually lost. I don’t know how long she can continue to rely on her looks.

Recently, her skin condition has not been as good as before.

The bloody doll turned its head and tilted it, "The master probably didn't get enough rest."

Huo Baiwei was very irritable.

"Should? I don't need your answer to whether or not it should be!"

"Don't you have a way to change my fate? Why haven't you done it yet?"

Her attitude made the smile on the bloody doll's face gradually disappear.

"Master, are you doubting my ability?"

Huo Baiwei glanced at him, then sat down in front of the dressing mirror and began to remove her makeup.

"If you don't want me to doubt your ability, then let me see what you are capable of."

"I don't accept the stern attitude."

"If you can't help me, then go back to where you belong."

Others who raise little ghosts may be afraid of being retaliated by them.

But she is not afraid.

She has more than one capable master around her.

If they dare to harm her, she has the ability to make them die.

The bloody doll seemed a little dissatisfied, but didn't say anything. Instead, it looked at her and slowly opened its mouth that looked like it had been sewn with needle and thread.

"What do you want me to do for you, Master?"

Huo Baiwei coldly threw a photo to him.

The girl in the photo is tall and slim, but her face is covered with dense acne. At first glance, the acne almost covers her entire face, making it difficult to see her facial features.

"I want to win the Best Actress award at this year's Palme d'Or."

The Palme d'Or is one of the most prestigious awards in the country, specifically given to television dramas.

If it was just physical strength, Huo Baiwei certainly wouldn't be able to get the crystal cup for Best Actress.

Maybe not even qualified for a nomination.

But if you rely on raising little ghosts, it’s different.

The bloody doll laughed sinisterly, and when a gust of wind blew over, he opened his ferocious mouth. However, within half a minute, the smile on his face froze.

"Master, she is dead."

Huo Baiwei was delighted. It was worth it that she not only schemed to make Huo Ning owe her a debt of three million, but also often instilled in her the idea that if she was not beautiful, she did not deserve to live.

Huo Ning's fate was so good that it made her jealous.

That means you are born to be rich and powerful.

Even if she does nothing, someone will feed her a golden spoon!

But she is different.

If she doesn't work hard to change her fate -

Huo Baiwei was very scared when she thought about the outcome if she didn't try hard to change.

"Since she is dead, then my life has been changed for the better!"

She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the blood doll's arm. The cold touch made her shudder all over and she subconsciously took several steps back.

It was as if a chill penetrated through the palm of my hand and rushed straight to the center of my head.

A strong ghost aura burst out from the blood doll, and its blood-red eyes stared at Huo Baiwei.

"Master, your action is very rude. I am angry."

Huo Baiwei had a blank expression on her face and took off the amulet from around her neck.

This thing made the blood doll's body and soul tremble violently.

He looked at the amulet in Huo Baiwei's hand with fear, "Master, I... I was wrong, I'm sorry!"

Only then did Huo Baiwei hang the amulet back around her neck.

"You can tell me the answer now."

The bloody doll still had its blood-red eyes wide open.

His voice was mechanical and cold, without any emotion. "The soul of the sacrificer is missing, and there is no way to change the fate of the master for the time being."

Huo Baiwei's expression changed, and her voice suddenly rose. She said in a sharp voice: "How could her soul disappear!"

The bloody doll didn't answer, but stared at her, "I'm hungry."

Huo Baiwei stretched out her hand impatiently.

The blood doll giggled, then bit her finger and sucked it hard.

"ah!"

Huo Baiwei's eyes trembled and she almost shed tears in pain.

This was the first time she fed the little ghost with blood.

The biggest difference between him and other little ghosts is that he does not need to be provided with corpses. He can be fed with blood or by offering luck.

In the past, she always fulfilled her wish by sacrificing Huo Ning's luck.

But now Huo Ning is dead.

She couldn't find a suitable person to offer her luck to within a short period of time, so she could only feed him with blood.

"Didn't you say that after she died, you would devour her soul to change my fate? Why are you telling me now that you can't find her soul?"

Huo Baiwei was so upset that she even wanted to kill someone.

Whether it was the masters around her or the little creatures she raised, they all said that Huo Ning's luck was not over yet.

If you rashly steal the other person's fate, you will definitely suffer severe backlash immediately, so you can only do it slowly.

So she could only take away a little bit of Huo Ning's things every time.

For example, beauty, such as good skin.

After waiting for so long until today, she finally received the news that Huo Ning was dead, but he told her that Huo Ning's soul was gone?

How could she accept this!

The bloody doll lowered its head. "Perhaps someone devoured her soul first."

Huo Baiwei's face turned cold, and she almost immediately thought of her father Huo Zhenting.

Huo Baiwei clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath.

She couldn't even go to Huo Zhenting to verify it.

Because once he knew that she also had the ambition to devour Huo Ning's soul to change her own fate, he would not let her go regardless of whether she was his daughter or not.

Huo Baiwei put the little ghost back into the box.

She took out her cell phone and wanted to search for something about Duan Huai.

My fingers somehow opened the mobile store, downloaded Tengjiao Live, and searched for Master Huo.

The user column only shows one Huo Fairy's daily fortune telling.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Huo Baiwei clicked in.

When she saw the other person's face clearly, she gasped.

Beauty or not is secondary. The strange thing is that she actually saw a strange sense of familiarity in this face.

It's like—

It was as if I saw Huo Ning’s restored appearance!

Huo Baiwei opened the box in a panic, woke up the bloody doll again, and asked anxiously: "Are you sure Huo Ning is dead?"

The bloody doll nodded slowly, "Master, I'm sure."

Huo Baiwei frowned and showed him her phone. "Do you think she could be Huo Ning?"