Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

The alluring and captivating woman looked up, causing a look of amazement to appear on the man's face.

"The boss is not here at the moment, but if you don't mind, I can still serve you."

The man waved his hand and laughed, "No, no, I flew all the way here specifically to see Master Yang Ning. When is he coming back?"

The wicked woman paused for two seconds, then said, "Twenty-nine minutes later."

"Um?"

The man asked in surprise, "W-is it that accurate? Then I'll wait."

With that, the man went into the store.

Sunlight streamed through the glass into Yang Ning's small shop, but only half of it was visible.

Coincidentally, with Yang Ning's long floor-to-ceiling desk as the center line, one side is bright and the other is dark.

The man who had just entered the store hesitated for a moment at the boundary between the light and the shadows, then turned and walked into the shadows.

He looked at the grotesque and terrifying ghost dolls on the shelves on the north side of the shop, walked to the carpet, took off his shoes, and knelt down like the evil woman.

Another bewitching woman emerged from behind the shop and served tea to the man.

The man thanked him, slowly sipped his tea, and glanced at the cup-shaped candles on Yang Ning's desk.

For some reason, the man felt that the flickering flames on those candles possessed a remarkable spiritual quality.

After staring at those few flames for a long time, he even felt a moment of mental confusion, as if he could see hideous and distorted human faces in those flames.

The face reflected in the flame of the second candle was none other than his friend Zhang Hui!

Snapped!

The man was startled and dropped his teacup on the table, spilling tea all over it.

Just as the man panicked, he said, "It's okay, I'll handle it."

A crisp, melodious sound rang out, and the shrew who had just served tea reappeared, cleaned the table, and then quietly left.

The man suddenly realized that the girl wiping the table walked without making a sound.

A dozen minutes later, another figure appeared in front of Yang Ning's shop.

This was a woman with an extremely graceful figure and outstanding temperament, but she seemed to have something on her mind, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Hello? Is this Master Yang's shop?"

The shrew smiled and said, "Yes, he'll be back in fourteen minutes. You can wait for him inside the shop, or I can serve you."

The woman hesitated and said, "Well, I think I'll wait for him."

As she spoke, she went into the store.

Unlike the man, the woman walked directly from the bright side of the store to the carpet without any hesitation.

After glancing at the adorable Fuling dolls on the south side of the shop, the woman's eyes showed affection. She wanted to pick them up and examine them closely, but then felt it wasn't appropriate. In the end, she took off her shoes and knelt down in front of the desk.

The wicked woman served another cup of tea and quietly left.

This time, the man stared intently at the woman's feet and exclaimed, "Master Yang's shop is truly remarkable. Even the waitresses are all trained in dance. Look at their walking posture; they all walk on tiptoe, like dragonflies skimming the water, without making a sound."

Coincidentally, the woman was also staring at the evil woman's feet.

Unlike the man, the woman's eyes showed confusion. "Didn't you notice that her calf muscles aren't engaged at all when she walks on tiptoe?"

The man chuckled, "Hey, all girls who've trained in dance are like this."

The woman immediately denied it, saying, "She hasn't practiced it, and even those who have practiced don't do it like this."

Faced with the woman's insistence, the man gave an awkward smile and remained silent, sitting quietly and waiting.

A few minutes later, the man got bored and picked up his phone to browse around.

He suddenly remembered what the woman had just said, so he searched for a question: "What kind of person walks on tiptoe without using their calves?"

The internet speed in Yang Ning's store is very fast; the search results page immediately returned a response.

The man looked down and saw the answer was—

dead.

Suddenly, the man felt a chill run through his body.

What he didn't notice was that at that moment, on the shelf on the north side of the shop beside him, a series of malevolent dolls were looking at him with sinister smiles.

The answer from the dead man was a little joke played on him by a mischievous ghost.

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Ring ring—

The crisp, melodious sound of wind chimes rang out as Yang Ning appeared at the shop entrance.

Seeing the two people already seated at the desk, he walked over and sat down behind the desk. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

The man looked at Yang Ning with some surprise. "Who are you?"

Yang Ning nodded and said, "That's right, I am Yang Ning, the owner of this Lingwa shop."

The man looked very surprised, but he didn't show the slightest disrespect towards Yang Ning. On the contrary, he said very sincerely, "I really didn't expect you to be so young!"

As he spoke, he glanced down at the time on his phone and realized that exactly twenty-nine minutes had passed since he arrived at the store.

The woman next to him smiled and said, "I knew from Mr. Huang's WeChat Moments that Master Yang wasn't very old, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

Yang Ning smiled slightly at the two customers who had just arrived, spread out several yellowed cards on the table, and asked, "What brings you here?"

The man and woman looked at each other, and the woman said, "You came first, so you can go first."

"Thank you!"

The man thanked him and looked at Yang Ning, saying, "Well, Master Yang Ning, Little Master Yang, it's like this, a friend of mine once got a spirit child from you."

"I've heard it's quite effective; my friend's business became incredibly successful afterward. I'm thinking of getting one of those dolls too, what do you think?"

Yang Ning looked up and stared at him for two seconds, then smiled and said, "Do you know how much your friend sacrificed?"

"Know!"

The man nodded and said, "Two million! He told me that himself!"

Upon hearing the price of "two million," the woman next to her changed her expression slightly, and when she looked at the man and Yang Ning, her eyes changed a little.

Yang Ning's smile gradually widened, eventually turning into a soft chuckle as he looked up.

After laughing, he stood up, picked up the second of the four candles burning on the table, and placed it on the table. "Sir, what is your surname?"

The man paused slightly, looking at the candle flame, and said, "Young Master Yang, you're too kind. My surname is Wu, and my name is Wu Jin."

Yang Ning ran his fingers over the candle flame and asked softly, "Mr. Wu, are you aware that your friend has had an accident?"

"Know!"

The man lowered his voice slightly, "Young Master Yang, could it be that this thing of yours can have a backlash?"

Yang Ning nodded: "Sure! Will you still treat me?"

The man laughed and said, "Look at what you're saying, are you testing my resolve, Mr. Wu? Please! You absolutely must!"

Yang Ning pushed a card in front of the man and handed him a pen. "Birth date and time."

The man quickly wrote it down and handed it to Yang Ning.

Yang Ning didn't even look at it, and pushed a new card over, saying, "Mr. Feng, please use your real name and your actual birth date and time."

Snapped!

Suddenly, the pen in the man's hand fell to the ground!

The warm, gentle smile that had been on his face vanished in a second!

When he looked at Yang Ning again, the man's eyes were filled with wariness and vigilance!

There was even a hint of sinister and viciousness in it!

"How...how did you know my surname is Feng?!"

Yang Ning smiled without saying a word. A gentle breeze blew between them, and the flame on the candle flickered slowly.

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