Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

In Yang Ning's small shop.

Ye Wanqiu opened her eyes and rushed to the shelf.

She spotted at a glance the plump, fair-skinned girl with a slightly swaying figure and two peach blossoms blooming on her back.

Wow! So cute!

Ye Wanqiu held the doll in her hands, her eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. "Master Yang! Is...is the doll responding to me?!"

Seeing Ye Wanqiu's excited expression, Yang Ning had something on the tip of his tongue, but didn't know how to say it.

People like Huang Ling and Feng Liang, even if they came to give him millions, Yang Ning wouldn't bother to say a word to them.

But Ye Wanqiu is different. She is a woman who longs for love, has never done anything evil, and is an ordinary person.

When Ye Wanqiu sat back down opposite him with the doll, Yang Ning said calmly, "Little Fatty Peach, there is a trace of the lingering spirit of the Peach Blossom Fairy inside. It can be used once to meet a good person, and the support fee is 50,000."

After saying that, Yang Ning added meaningfully, "Miss Ye, would you consider increasing the budget to hire a Fuwa mascot?"

"Although Fuwa is a bit expensive, it can be used an unlimited number of times, and it's more effective than Nianwa."

Ye Wanqiu rolled her eyes and said, "Master Yang, you're not satisfied with selling this doll for 50,000? Do you really want me to spend millions?"

"And the cost of your Fuwa dolls is calculated annually! I don't want them!"

She smiled and said, "But don't worry, Master Yang! If this doll really works, and if I earn hundreds of millions, I'll definitely give you a few million more!"

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Then how about we lower our expectations a little?"

Ye Wanqiu suddenly hugged the chubby peach doll in her arms tighter, and said warily, "Master Yang! The doll is already willing to come with me, which proves that she has responded to my request! That means I don't need to lower my standards!"

Yang Ning nodded and smiled, "That's good. Here, I'll pack it up for you."

Ye Wanqiu seemed afraid that Yang Ning would change his mind, and shook her head, saying, "No need! I'll just take him away."

Yang Ning didn't insist. He took out another piece of Xuan paper, wrote Ye Wanqiu's birth date and time on it, folded it into a paper talisman, and slapped it onto the doll in Ye Wanqiu's hand. The paper talisman stuck firmly to the doll.

"Miss Ye, this plump peach doesn't need any special offerings. Just carry it with you. If one day the peach blossoms on it fall off, it means that it has already shown its power for you."

"Okay, thank you so much, Mr. Yang! Goodbye, Mr. Yang! Oh, right, you said you'd give me a 10% discount!"

"Yes, 10% off."

Ye Wanqiu took out her phone and transferred money to Yang Ning, then got up, put on her shoes, packed her things, and left with light steps.

After thinking for a moment, considering the other party's status as an ordinary person, Yang Ning decided to follow behind and escort them to the store entrance.

Just as Ye Wanqiu was about to push open the door and leave, a voice suddenly rang in her mind: "Either increase the budget a little, or lower your requirements a little."

Ye Wanqiu turned around in surprise and saw Yang Ning with a calm gaze and a smile on his face.

She smiled and said, "Young Master Yang, 45,000 is more than enough. One shouldn't be too greedy!"

Yang Ning smiled and nodded: "You're right, one shouldn't be too greedy."

"Hahaha!"

Ye Wanqiu patted Yang Ning on the shoulder, "Let's go!"

Take care.

Watching Ye Wanqiu's bouncy, light-footed figure, Yang Ning turned around and sighed, "Those who can borrow Nianwa's luck are usually ordinary people, but how many ordinary people are so perfect?"

"For an ordinary person, fate will open a window for him, but it will also close a door."

"Your requirements are so perfect, Miss Ye, your marriage may be a little... unforgettable."

Hu Yingying's figure quietly appeared beside Yang Ning.

Watching Ye Wanqiu walk further and further away outside, she comforted Yang Ning, saying, "You've tried to persuade her to lower her demands five times, but she's adamant about not listening. What can you do?"

Yang Ning nodded slightly, "Yes, what can we do? That's just how people are."

At this moment, a gentle light appeared in Hu Yingying's eyes. "Actually, Master Yang, although a deeply unforgettable love is painful, when you look back on it, it is also full of happiness."

"Pah! I smell something sour and rotten!"

Yang Ning returned to his desk, flicked his wrist, and clanged—

Hong Xiaosan appeared, leading Qi Hui, who was chained up, and was the feng shui master of Qianzhi Village.

And then there's Naolin, the executioner from Chizuru Village!

Yang Ning took out two more cup-shaped candles from the white cloth bag he carried with him, and with a wave of his hand, he turned Zhi Lin into a cloud of black mist and lit the candles. The flames flickered, "Ah, ah!! Ah!!"

A bloodcurdling scream, devoid of any human tone, erupted from within!

Hearing the screams coming from nearby, Yang Ning's face showed a hint of intoxication. He looked at Qi Hui and asked in a low voice, "Where did Qi Xue get the Life-and-Death Talisman that she secretly used to save your life?"

As he spoke, Yang Ning's voice suddenly turned cold: "That thing is a forbidden item even among people like you."

"Those reputable sects will never let anyone who dares to make a life-or-death talisman get away with it."

Even with ghostly wails in his ears, Qi Hui's ghostly spirit still stood there, coldly staring at Yang Ning!

Those long, narrow, withered eyes made no attempt to conceal their malice and hatred!

They showed absolutely no intention of speaking!

At this moment, Yang Ning's calm and peaceful smile gradually turned sickly. He raised a finger and pointed at Qi Hui, chuckling softly, "Hmm, I like that look in your eyes!"

After he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Qi Hui, who instantly turned into black smoke and flew into his hand!

He then slapped the remaining cup-shaped candle on it—

"Aaaaaah!!"

A piercing, ghostly scream instantly came from the candle, followed by a faint flame rising from it!

Yang Ning brought the candle closer to himself, and the closer the candle got to him, the more joyfully the flames on it danced!

The woman's screams that rang out became increasingly painful and agonizing!

By placing the two candles together and listening to the screams emanating from them, Yang Ning's expression gradually became dazed, as if he were slowly immersing himself in the sound!

"What kind of skill is it to bully ordinary people? I love hearing the screams of you vicious dogs, tsk, they're really something—"

"Soul-stirring!"

As he spoke, boom!

The flames on the other soul lamp candles in front of the table also began to flicker violently!

Immediately, six shrill screams echoed throughout the small shop!

The little devils appeared one by one around Yang Ning and sat in a circle around the desk.

In the corner, Mingming, dressed in red, tilted her head and stared at Yang Ning, whose face was full of confusion, without blinking.

Beside her, Hu Yingying, shrouded in darkness, watched Yang Ning's blissful expression and the little demons that had appeared one by one. She muttered in a trembling voice, "You really are..."

"Sweet love is indeed unnecessary."

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