Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour passed.

The door of Yang Ning's Lingwa shop showed no sign of opening.

Even the candlelight that faintly shone through the glass door remained completely undisturbed.

Li Bai glanced at Yu Han, and seeing that he was still very respectful, he didn't say anything.

Not only Yuhan, but the two Buddhist monks standing beside him were also as still as stones, letting the sweat drip from their foreheads without moving an inch.

But the burly, ordinary bodyguards gradually became unable to stand.

Many people looked up into Yang Ning's shop, their eyes no longer showing the same respect they had when they first arrived, but they could only suppress it because of their boss.

Li Bai saw all of this.

He waved and told his men to go to the convenience store across the street and buy water, drinks, small stools, and other similar items.

But if the water is drinkable, who would dare sit on this stool?

His own boss, the dignified Buddhist disciple Yuhan, was standing there, as were the two Buddhist masters. Why was he, a mere bodyguard, sitting down?

So the Special Administration Bureau staff had to distribute the stools themselves.

Seeing the scorching sun, Li Bai sent someone to buy some neck-mounted air conditioners.

After all that, the Special Administration Bureau personnel sat on small stools in the shade, enjoying the cold wind and eating popsicles, watching the long legs of the people passing by on the pedestrian street, while Yuhan and his group...

Standing outside Yang Ning's shop felt like being punished.

And just like that, an hour passed.

While the two Buddhist monks were still holding on, the bodyguards' eyes were starting to burn with rage as they looked at Yang Ning's shop.

Even the usually pampered Buddhist monk couldn't contain himself and asked Li Bai, "Master, what time do you usually get up?"

Li Bai shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Finally, another half hour passed, and it was almost 2 PM. *Ding-a-ling*

A clear and melodious wind chime rang out, and the door of Yang Ning's shop opened.

A stunningly beautiful but ruthless woman opened the door and said to the crowd outside, "I'm sorry, I just opened the door and kept you all waiting."

Yuhan said with a relieved expression, "It's alright, as long as the door can be opened!"

As he spoke, he entered the shop at the signal of the evil woman.

Behind him, two Buddhist monks immediately followed, and the bodyguards, each with a murderous look on their faces, also entered the shop.

In the shade next to the shop, Li Bai watched this scene with a look of pity on his face.

He could already imagine what those bodyguards, who looked so energetic and fierce now, would look like when they came out.

Well, that's assuming they can still get out.

Upon entering the store, the only feeling that Yuhan and his companions had was—

cold!

They had just been exposed to the sun outside, and as soon as they entered Yang Ning's shop, they felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water, which chilled them to the bone!

In the first second, all the bodyguards felt only comfort!

But the expression on the face of the leader, Yuhan, and the two Buddhist masters behind him changed at the same time!

The three people, who had been standing tall and proud, all lowered their heads at the same time!

Behind the floor-to-ceiling desk in front of them, Yang Ning sat there sleepily, a group of kids bustling about beside him.

In the summer, Chen Yamei was carrying water to wash Yang Ning's face. She held several folded towels in one hand and Shiwen gently wiped Yang Ning's face. Beibei stood to the side, carefully examining Yang Ning's face to make sure there was no spot that wasn't perfect. Honghong stood guard beside them, her eyes welcoming the customers who had just entered the store.

This seems like a warm and beautiful scene, but...

The little imp carrying the wash water had a fist-sized hole in his chest, and a bloody heart was pounding inside.

The little ghost girl is holding a towel in one hand and her head in the other, with the blood vessels and nerves clearly visible at the broken part of her neck.

The little ghost girl wiping Yang Ning's face had a small body that was in pieces, like a torn picture piece that had been glued back together.

The other little ghost's face next to it was exquisitely detailed, but it was covered with crooked cracks and bloodstains, making it look like it was crawling with centipedes at first glance.

The little devil who greeted Yuhan and his party appeared perfectly quiet, but in reality...

Looking into Honghong's pale, bloodless, and pitch-black eyes, Yuhan could sense that this brat truly wanted him dead.

And this was only the first glimpse that Yuhan had seen in his haste.

Unseen by him, Mingming and Si Xiaohong huddled in the corner, Tongtong with bloodshot eyes lurking in the shadows, a little turtle crawling around aimlessly, Wu Di and Sun Dapang in the bathroom...

Suddenly, an extremely strong sense of crisis rose from the bottom of Yuhan's heart!

He immediately felt his legs begin to go weak, as if he could not support his body at all!

Upon seeing this, the two Buddhist masters beside Yuhan quickly grabbed one of Yuhan's hands, which calmed the Buddhist disciple who had come from the Heavenly Phenomenon Buddhist Kingdom.

But then, heavy breathing sounds came from behind them.

The little ghosts that helped Yang Ning get up were all in a visible state, so even ordinary people could see them.

Therefore, at that moment, the bodyguards who followed Yuhan in witnessed the scene that Yuhan saw.

This will be a scene they will never forget for the rest of their lives.

The bodyguards reacted in unison, frozen in place as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, their eyes filled with nothing but shock and fear.

They come from a Buddhist country, and even ordinary people are familiar with certain things; some have even seen ghosts.

But this was the first time they had ever seen a scene like this, with more than a dozen little devils, and more than half of them dressed in red, all serving one person!

The moment I entered the store, the refreshing feeling instantly turned into a chilling sensation!

The group, who were already drenched in sweat, suddenly felt so cold that they shivered all over!

Behind the desk, Yang Ning seemed oblivious to the scene, letting the kids "tidy him up" as they went about their business.

After Beibei brushed her teeth and rinsed off the foam, spitting the mouthwash into the cup Shiwen was holding, and then Yamei wiped her mouth, Yang Ning finally looked at the customers in the store.

He smiled and gestured to the carpet in front of the table, saying, "You've come a long way, please."

Yuhan and the two Buddhist monks behind him stepped forward tremblingly.

They only dared to move along the south side of the shop. On the north side, the two Buddhist monks dared to look, but Yuhan didn't even have the courage to glance at them out of the corner of his eye.

Upon reaching the carpet, the three of them took off their shoes and sat cross-legged. For a moment, Yuhan was at a loss for words.

The bald Buddhist monk behind him, dressed in clothes and covered in tattoos, said excitedly, "Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a general in the Xia Kingdom who was exceptionally brave and kept a fierce tiger under his roof."

"Today I have the honor of witnessing the master's demeanor, keeping a red-clad ghost in his shop—what courage and boldness! He's no less impressive than that general!"

Yang Ning: "..."

Yang Ning yawned lazily and said truthfully, "I can't compare to that person. Actually, I'm quite timid."

"However, keeping some fierce red-clad creatures around doesn't require me to use my courage or boldness."

"When the thought arose, when the interest was piqued, and I wanted to raise one, I did."

After Yang Ning finished speaking, Yu Han and the other two were speechless.

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