The Celestial Master of Chinese Showbiz

I spent three years in Hengdian and saw the entertainment industry at its filthiest. It’s all in this book. My name is Lin Chen. On the surface, I’m an extra. In reality, I’m a Taoist priest. Over the past three years, I’ve taken more than a hundred cases, and every client has been in show business. I’m sharing a few of them today to open the eyes of those outside the industry: One top-tier star was famous across the country, but secretly kept three little ghosts. The ghosts grew so hungry they climbed into his bed in the middle of the night and strangled him. He begged me to save him, then paid me 500,000 yuan to keep quiet. A talent-show idol had a “protective charm” supplied by his company that was sealed with a vengeful spirit. It drained his yang energy every day until he was nothing but skin and bones. I smashed the altar, and the first thing he said when he woke up was, “Brother Lin, am I going to die?” You think the entertainment industry is all about unspoken rules? How naive. The real rules are deals made with ghosts.