Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

As the dried corpse drew ever closer, the monkey suddenly thought of a question!

My cousin said the dead man came out from under the bridge?

Does that mean I'll go back down to the bridge?

Isn't the place I'm in right now blocking the way for the dead to get home?!

The monkey suddenly remembered that someone had just said something like, "Do you really want to see dead people? Actually, this is a pretty good spot."

The monkey's mind was instantly racing!

So that person already knew they might encounter a dead person here?!

But you don't tell yourself?!

Don't you have any sense of public morality?!

He scared people to death and he won't have to pay with his life?!

The monkeys had clearly forgotten that they had come to this place specifically to find the dead!

Tap, tap, tap!

Just as the monkey was pondering, the rapidly approaching dried corpse was already close to them and was about to run into the eaves!

At this distance, the monkey could even clearly see the rotting flesh on the dried corpse's face!

as well as......

The monkey wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the dried corpse seemed a little... a little panicked.

The trembling monkey wanted to run away, but his legs were too weak to move!

The same goes for his other brothers next to him. He didn't even need to look at the monkey; he could tell from their rapid breathing that those guys weren't much better than him!

As the monkey was about to encounter the dead man, his heart sank!

suddenly!

The rapidly approaching, dried-up corpse abruptly stopped outside the eaves!

A crisp "crack" sound came from beneath its Song Dynasty official robes, and the entire mummified corpse tilted to one side!

That incredibly chilling dead face...

This time, the monkey is certain that the dead man was genuinely panicked.

The monkey suddenly realized!

So, it turns out that the dead are actually more afraid of the living than the living are of the living?!

"I...I...I...I...Oh my god, are there really...really dead people?" The young man with glasses next to the monkey stammered.

"Brothers, don't panic! This dead body is fake!"

Another college student, who seemed quite clever, stepped forward and said, "Look at his official robes!"

"If it really is an official robe from the Song Dynasty, how could it have been preserved so perfectly until now?!"

"My God, Zhang Yuan, you're incredibly clever!"

"Then, then, what is it?"

"But whether the clothes are real or not, or whether they look real or not, doesn't have much to do with whether the dead person is real or not?"

Just as the college students were hesitating, a somewhat languid voice rang out: "Is it possible that dead people change their clothes?"

This sound had appeared before when the group was chatting, but for some reason, the monkey and the others hadn't noticed anything unusual about it before!

But now, hearing this sound felt very abrupt, startling everyone!

Everyone turned to look and saw a big boy, about the same age as them, lying on the railing of the eaves!

Yang Ning, resting his head on his arm, looked at the four people his age in front of him, glanced at the crooked, desiccated corpse in front of him, and said, "He's the Left Prime Minister, how could he not even afford an official robe?"

For some reason, the moment they saw Yang Ning, Monkey and the others suddenly felt their strength return!

They quickly retreated, running all the way to the other end of the eaves before stopping!

Someone even shouted at Yang Ning, "Bro! Your face is handsome enough!"

"Stop pretending now! That's a dead man!"

Yang Ning smiled, and after the others ran away, he said to the dried corpse in front of him, "The Left Prime Minister is quite the expert, isn't he? He actually managed to mislead my turtle shell."

Before coming to Liangcheng, Yang Ning had used a turtle to calculate where the "thing" that could make the Life and Death Talisman was located in his shop.

He discovered that the results given by the turtle were not fixed, which meant that someone was interfering with the turtle's shell!

And now, that person is right in front of Yang Ning!

Yang Ning hopped down from the fence and strolled over, smiling as he asked, "Prime Minister, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"

The desiccated corpse, its torso tilted, looked at Yang Ning. Unlike the previous desiccated corpses, it actually spoke, saying, "Run for your life!"

Yang Ning curled his lip and said, "Then you probably can't escape. After all, my cultivation is still a little bit higher than yours."

"A little bit?"

The mummified corpse trembled and said, "You're too modest!"

Yang Ning yawned and said, "It's getting late. Does the Left Prime Minister have any last words?"

"have!"

The mummified corpse seemed to have prepared itself for this, blurting out, "I know I'm a treacherous minister, and I truly deserve to die! But I don't want my soul to suffer the torment of eternal burning!"

"I can give you a treasure in exchange for a quick death!"

Yang Ning seemed uninterested. "What treasure?"

The mummified corpse took out a copper bell from the sleeve of his official robe and said, "Shake this, and if there are any remnants of ghostly soldiers nearby, you can summon them to help you in battle!"

Yang Ning was even less interested.

He also had a similar copper bell, the function of which was to summon souls, that is, to summon the soul of a creature from the human body.

But Yang Ning rarely uses it; if he wants to summon a spirit, he usually has a simpler and more direct way.

Why not just burn the torso?

At this point, he said listlessly, "Prime Minister, this is a time of peace, your thing is not very useful."

The mummified corpse stared directly into Yang Ning's eyes, placed the copper bell on the ground, and said, "No, please believe me, you will need it!"

Next, the dried corpse uttered eight words that instantly changed the expression in Yang Ning's eyes—

"It's only natural for ghost soldiers to kill people!"

Seeing the change in Yang Ning's expression, the desiccated corpse's face, covered in rotting flesh, relaxed slightly. It bowed to Yang Ning and said, "I'll take care of some things after I'm gone. At daybreak, I'll go to your lodgings to pay my respects!"

After saying that, the dried corpse turned around and jumped into the river under the bridge with a "plop"!

After the dried corpse left, Yang Ning glanced at the bell, and it rang.

Two ancient soldiers, dressed in tattered armor and with missing limbs, appeared before Yang Ning and bowed in unison.

Yang Ning looked at the eerie Song Yuan beside him and smiled, "Hmm, it seems... it's still somewhat useful?"

He waved his hand, and the two ghostly soldiers vanished in the night wind.

Turning around, Yang Ning saw that the college students hadn't left yet; they were huddled together, trembling as they looked at him.

"Are you...a human or a ghost?"

"You...you were just talking to that dead man?!"

"My God! From what they're saying, he... he seems to be chasing that dead man?!"

"Hallucination, hallucination... I guess I'm just tired..."

Yang Ning smiled and waved to the group, saying, "Hey guys, wanna check out the ghost market?"

The monkeys were immediately dumbfounded upon hearing this!

The group of students looked at each other, their faces filled with terror, but their eyes, usually brimming with fear, revealed a strong longing!

As the saying goes, the worse you are at the game, the more you enjoy playing!

Seeing this, Yang Ning raised his hand and waved, "Come with me!"

He then led a few people across the Kowloon Bridge and arrived at a closed gatehouse.

Yang Ning slammed his hand on the door, making it creak—

The heavy doors opened, and inside, a profound historical atmosphere that seemed to have spanned a thousand years rushed out!

Before them was a wide bluestone street lined with Song Dynasty buildings, and in front of them was a crowd of people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder!

The shouts and calls of vendors, the wafting aromas of food from street stalls, and the woman hanging clothes out to dry in the second-floor window by the roadside...

This scene is remarkably prosperous!

Yang Ning strode in, and the monkeys and the other young people huddled together, trembling as they carefully followed him in!

Then they were dumbfounded to discover that they could only see the "people" here, but could not touch or feel them!

But you can actually touch the things they sell!

Immediately, the four young men were terrified out of their wits!

They suddenly realized—

It turns out there really was a ghost market in Song Garden!

It's a real ghost market!

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