Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Five hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand!

Suddenly, Feng Liang realized with utter astonishment that the price he charged for taking a life was 500,000!

Is this... just a coincidence?!

Feng Liang looked up and saw Yang Ning's incredibly calm eyes, then immediately lowered his head again!

"Excuse me, Master Yang Ning, please wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he turned to his underlings and yelled, "What are you standing there for?! Go get another box right now!"

The henchman, who had come in with a fierce look and a brass ring on his nose, hurriedly scrambled out!

Soon after, the younger brother brought over another suitcase.

Flustered, Feng Liang opened the package in front of Yang Ning and asked tremblingly, "Master Yang, this...this is one million. Is that enough this time?"

Yang Ning said calmly, "That's enough. Take away the rest."

At this moment, Feng Liang, who was so frightened that he almost kowtowed to Yang Ning, dared not take any more money.

"No, no! Consider the extra as a token of my respect!"

Yang Ning put the candles back on the table and said, "I only earn what I'm supposed to earn. Taking an extra 500,000 from you is giving you a way to survive."

"Don't always try to outsmart people. After all, you don't always have the chance to spend 500,000 to save your life."

"Take the extra money, Mr. Feng. Taking money that doesn't belong to you is creating bad karma for yourself, do you understand?"

"If you have fewer negative karmic connections, you'll just have a bit of bad luck. If you have more, you might get sicker and suffer more misfortunes. If the negative karmic connections are deep, then..."

As he spoke, Yang Ning took out a paper bag and some yellow paper, gestured for Feng Liang to hand him the Yijiang Ghost Uncle, and continued, "Then something very bad will happen."

Feng Liang handed over the ghost doll, nodding repeatedly and saying, "Master Yang, I know, I know! Thank you so much for your teachings, Master Yang! I will never forget them! I will never forget them!"

Yang Ning smiled, wrapped the ghost doll that Feng Liang had handed over in yellow paper, put it in a paper bag, and handed it back to Feng Liang.

"Uncle Yijiang, just perform a blood offering once a month, and he will automatically help you borrow luck. If you don't want your luck to be borrowed..."

Yang Ning smiled slightly and said, "Just turn down the money that's offered to you, just like I refused the extra 500,000 you offered just now."

Feng Liang was stunned. "Push...push it away? This...this is something a human being would do?"

Yang Ning: "???"

Having just been severely frightened, Feng Liang no longer had the smooth and mature demeanor he had when he first arrived. He clearly did not realize that his unintentional words had insulted Yang Ning.

"Master Yang, who would refuse money that's offered to them? Look at this..."

Yang Ning rolled his eyes, ignoring what he was trying to say, and continued, "Mr. Feng, this is the third time I'm reminding you that while the Ghost Doll can bring happiness in moderation, excessive use will bring endless disasters."

"I understand! I'll remember this, Master Yang!"

"Master, shall we... shall we leave now?"

Feng Liang took the cardboard box from Yang Ning. His henchman behind him, looking panicked, took out fifty stacks of 100-yuan bills from the open box. The two of them moved slowly toward the shop door as if they had seen a ghost.

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Yes, check your belongings before you leave, make sure you haven't left anything behind, like your hands or feet."

Feng Liang: "..."

He didn't even dare to put on his shoes in front of Yang Ning. He carried the shoes to the store entrance, put them on, and bowed three times to Yang Ning's store before leaving!

After Feng Liang left, Yang Ning glanced at the woman who seemed to be in a daze and waved to her.

Several ruthless women came out from the side, took all the money on the ground, put it away, and put it into the box that Hu Yingying had given to Yang Ning in the corner.

"Cough, cough!"

Yang Ning coughed lightly, and the woman immediately woke up from her daze. "I...I...I was just asleep?"

"Where is that man? Has he already left after taking the doll?"

"Um."

Yang Ning nodded, holding the card with her name and birth date written on it, and asked, "Miss Ye Wanqiu, may I ask what you wish to ask for?"

The woman, with her exceptionally refined demeanor, sighed and said, "Master Yang, I saw on Ms. Huang's WeChat Moments that she said your services are particularly effective for attracting love, isn't it? I also want to attract love, I want to find a partner, I want to get married!"

From the progressive tone of her voice, Yang Ning could tell that Miss Ye was very anxious.

The so-called "General Manager Huang" is Huang Ling.

He hesitated, then said, "Well, compared to my place, perhaps a matchmaking agency would be a better fit for you?"

Ye Wanqiu hesitated slightly, but finally said, "I went to a matchmaking agency, but when they heard my request, they said that matchmaking agencies were not suitable for making wishes, and suggested that I try a temple instead."

Yang Ning: "..."

Ye Wanqiu: "Little Yang, are you even capable? Boss Huang is praising you to the skies on WeChat Moments! Hmm? Speaking of which..."

"Why hasn't Mr. Huang posted on WeChat Moments these past few days?"

Yeah, if she could post on WeChat Moments, it would probably scare you to death.

Yang Ning muttered to himself, then asked, "Miss Ye, would you like to invite Nianwa or Fuwa? Both of these are blessed spirit dolls, so the effects will come a little slower, but there won't be any backlash."

"The cost of raising a child is in the tens of thousands, while the price of a Fuwa (mascot of the 2008 Beijing Olympics) can be over a million."

"I want the cheapest one among the most effective dolls!"

Ye Wanqiu glanced again at the spot where Feng Liang had just been kneeling and said, "I'm not going to be stupid enough to spend millions to hire a doll!"

Yang Ning didn't say much, just nodded and said, "Okay, the cheapest is 30,000."

He copied Ye Wanqiu's birth date and time onto a piece of Xuan paper, folded it, and with a wave of his hand, boom—

The stacked paper talismans burned to ashes in an instant.

"Miss Ye, you can close your eyes and start praying now. Please state your request in more detail."

Ye Wanqiu immediately did as instructed.

She silently vowed to herself, "I want a partner who is worth billions, tall, handsome, young, loyal, emotionally intelligent, will pamper me, and has unique artistic talent!"

A few minutes passed, and none of the spirit dolls on the shelf on the south side of the shop moved.

Yang Ning said somewhat helplessly, "Um, Ms. Ye, how about you increase the budget a bit? Or lower the standards a little?"

Ye Wanqiu, who was praying with her eyes closed, frowned slightly. "Then, a billionaire, tall, handsome, young, devoted, emotionally intelligent, good at spoiling me, and with unique artistic talent!"

Another few minutes passed.

The spirit doll on the shelf remained motionless.

Yang Ning: "Add a little more budget, and lower the standards a bit more."

Ye Wanqiu was somewhat angry.

"Billionaire, tall, handsome, young, loyal, emotionally intelligent, dotes on me, and has unique artistic talent!"

But......

Still, no spirit child responded to Ye Wanqiu's prayer.

Yang Ning hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ms. Ye, you can choose the criteria that you value most and ignore the ones that you don't."

After hearing what Yang Ning said, Ye Wanqiu continued to pray.

"A net worth of hundreds of millions, young, focused, and with unique artistic talent!"

"Billions in assets, young, focused, and with some artistic talent!"

"A net worth of hundreds of millions, youth, and some artistic talent are all you need!"

This time, knock knock knock—

Finally, a spirit child responded to Ye Wanqiu's prayer.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Master Yang! I... I heard something! A spirit child responded to me! Did it? Did it?!"

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Yes, you can open your eyes now."

......

Yundu Road Parking Lot.

Feng Liang sat in the back seat of a car, holding the paper bag in his hand.

In the driver's seat was his underling with a pierced nose; both of them looked shaken.

After a long while, the two seemed to have recovered, and the younger brother asked, "Brother Liang, where do we go next?"

Feng Liang glanced at the bronze doll in the paper bag, took a deep breath, and said, "To Luocheng, Longmen!"

The younger brother asked in surprise, "What are you going there for?"

Feng Liang grinned and said, "Isn't Yang Ning's ghost doll going to backfire?!"

"I'm going to ask Master Kongming of Longmen for a jade Buddha to bring me peace and safety!"

"In this way, while I'm picking up money, I'm also receiving my karma, enduring the torment of the ghost doll while the jade Buddha protects me!"

"Let's see who beats whom!"

Upon hearing Feng Liang's words, the driver was immediately shocked!

"Liang-ge, you're fucking brilliant!"

Snapped!

Feng Liang slapped him on the back of the head and yelled, "You're the one who talks too much nonsense! Drive!"

"yes!"

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