Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

The woman beside him watched this scene, and her expression changed once again.

She increasingly felt that the man next to her was most likely a shill!

The two of them are conspiring to put on a show for themselves!

What? A friend of mine bought a super effective spirit doll for two million? What? My surname is Feng, but I gave you a fake name, and you saw through it right away!

Good grief, is there a script for this relationship?!

Watching the two people's wonderful performance, the woman even wanted to applaud their superb acting skills!

But thinking about it, that seems rather impolite.

So the woman silently sipped her tea, waiting for the show to unfold between the two.

The man who called himself "Wu Jin" stealthily reached for his lower back, his eyes darting to the woman beside him. His voice grew increasingly cold: "Looks like the little master really has some skills, knowing my surname is Feng?"

Yang Ning continued to fiddle with the candlelight in front of him with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Mr. Feng, I advise you not to take that thing out here, otherwise, our destiny might come together."

The man was slightly startled upon hearing this; he could understand the deeper meaning behind Yang Ning's words!

His hand movements suddenly stopped!

The woman looked over at the sound and saw a black folding switchblade strapped to the man's belt at his lower back!

The two had very different expressions!

As someone who has lived a life of constant danger, this man has encountered all sorts of people, and he is extremely sensitive to certain things!

Yang Ning's tone of voice and her eyes just now stirred up a feeling in the man that he had experienced before!

It was the feeling he had when someone held a gun to his head, the feeling of being on the brink of death, with his life in someone else's hands!

His body trembled slightly involuntarily. The man lowered his hand, his face regaining its previous warm smile. "I'm sorry, Master Yang Ning, I was a bit out of line. Please forgive me!"

Yang Ning smiled and nodded, and the woman smiled contemptuously in return.

These two acted so realistically! It's such a waste of their talent if they don't go into acting!

Seeing the man's still puzzled expression, Yang Ning poked at the candle flame in front of him and said, "Zhang Hui told me."

The man suddenly looked enlightened. "I did tell him before that I wanted to get a doll for good fortune!"

Yang Ning nodded slightly and said, "But he just told me that."

The man laughed and said, "Master Yang, you're really joking! I know, he's already—"

As he spoke, the man's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Yang Ning's expression didn't look like he was joking at all.

At this moment, Yang Ning pushed another card in front of the man, "Name, date of birth, if you don't know, just write your birthday."

Taking the card from Yang Ning, the man quickly wrote his real name and birthday on it: Feng Liang, ****.

However, this time Yang Ning called him back without even looking at it, saying, "Mr. Feng, you should write your birthday in the lunar calendar, not the solar calendar."

"puff!"

This time, the woman next to her couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking to herself: Wow! These two are hilarious! They'd definitely go viral if they made a short video!

The man named Feng Liang also laughed awkwardly, "Master Yang Ning, I'm uneducated, please don't hold it against me!"

He then rewrote his information and handed it to Yang Ning.

This time, Yang Ning smiled and accepted the card he handed her, saying, "It's alright, good things come to those who wait. You're sure to find a doll you like here!"

Feng Liang smiled and said, "Then thank you, Master Yang!"

Based on the man's lunar birthday, Yang Ning calculated his birth chart and wrote it down on a piece of Xuan paper with a brush.

Then he took out a small incense burner, lit an incense stick, and said, "Mr. Feng, close your eyes and silently say what you ask for in your heart."

Feng Liang did as instructed.

What happened next completely astonished the woman next to her!

Even though there was no wind in Yang Ning's shop, the wisps of smoke from the burning incense were drifting towards the shelves on the north side of the shop!

The woman turned her head and saw rows of lifelike, grotesque dolls on the shelves to the north, staring at the man kneeling beside her as if—

Drooling?!

This discovery suddenly filled the woman with intense fear!

Could there really be something unclean in this little shop?!

Just as the woman was starting to panic, she suddenly felt someone... massaging her back.

It was a pair of small, chubby hands, a little cool, gently patting my back.

Yes, it did relieve my fatigue a little, but it greatly increased my panic.

The woman turned around and looked behind her, but she didn't see the person who had been massaging her back.

She noticed that the shoes she had just taken off and placed next to the carpet were now behind her.

Moreover, there are signs that it has been trampled on.

woman:"......"

When she turned back to look at Yang Ning with trembling fear, she saw that Yang Ning had a deliberately maintained smile on his face and said to her, "I'm very sorry for the trouble. You'll get a 10% discount on your purchase here today."

Yang Ning's words made the woman feel a little confused, but then she heard a gasp of cold air coming from behind her!

Then came a faint, almost inaudible, squeal from a child: "It's all over! It's all over!"

The next second, crack!

Suddenly, a loud bang rang out from behind the woman!

This startled both Feng Liang and the woman on the spot!

They both looked over when they heard the sound!

I saw a flash of lightning that hadn't yet dissipated!

And a blurry, chubby figure, charred black from being electrocuted!

The two thought they were seeing things, blinked, and looked again, only to find nothing there!

Besides the electrical marks on the carpet!

When the two turned around again, Yang Ning smiled and said to them, "Sorry, the floor is short-circuited."

The two: "..."

Immediately, Feng Liang didn't dare to breathe, and the woman lowered her head, no longer daring to look around.

Feng Liang whispered, "Master Yang, I'm done."

Yang Ning folded up the piece of Xuan paper with Feng Liang's birth date and time written on it and said, "Mr. Feng, your destiny lies with the 'fierce child,' which is divided into a soul child and a ghost child."

"Both types of dolls can borrow wealth for you. The fierce doll has a quick and intense effect, but correspondingly, the borrowed wealth will affect your fortune in other aspects."

"The more wealth you borrow, the more it will affect your fortune in other areas, did you know that?"

For some reason, Feng Liang felt that the area around him had become even colder, and he even started to shiver!

"Yes, I understand!"

He looked up and asked, "Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui, is it because he borrowed too much wealth that it affected... affected other aspects of his luck?"

Yang Ning said calmly, "Then you'll have to ask him. I don't know."

"Are you asking for a spirit doll or a ghost doll?"

"Soul dolls are cheap, ranging in price from several hundred thousand, while ghost dolls are more expensive, costing several million."

Feng Liang took a deep breath and said, "I want the same level of service as Zhang Hui! It can only be better than his, not worse!"

Yang Ning nodded and smiled slightly, "Understood."

boom!

Suddenly, the piece of Xuan paper in his hand, which had Feng Liang's birth date and time written on it and was folded into a triangle, burst into flames and burned to ashes almost instantly!

The black smoke rising from the fire, along with the wisps of tobacco burning on the table, drifted into the four rows of shelves on the north side of the shop.

Clang clang clang—

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise came from the rows of shelves on the north side.

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, quite a few of the ghost dolls have responded to your call. Why don't you choose one yourself?"

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