Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"If we're talking about courage..."

Yang Ning looked at Yu Han and asked with a smile, "This guest, I actually think your courage is the most outstanding."

Yuhan paused for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Master, what do you mean by that?"

Yang Ning glanced to the side and saw the obedient little ghost girl Shiwen carrying a tea tray over.

He muttered to himself, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate to drink tea before even eating?"

"Forget it, I don't care anymore."

Yang Ning picked up a cup of tea that Shi Wen had brewed, took a small sip, and then raised the cup to Yu Han, asking, "Would you like some?"

Yuhan and his two Buddhist masters hesitated for a moment before their gazes fell on the little female ghost, Shiwen.

The next second, the three people shook their heads frantically, as if they had motors installed in their heads, and said in turn, "No, no need, Master! I'm not thirsty!"

"I don't drink tea!"

"I...I don't want to drink water!"

Seeing how sincerely the three refused, Yang Ning didn't press the matter and asked Yu Han, "Have you heard of me?"

Yuhan nodded: "Of course, which master in the Yanan region with even a little skill doesn't know your name?"

Yang Ning slowly said, "In the East Asia region, eight or nine out of ten people in my industry with some ability know me. In your South Asia region, it's less, maybe six or seven out of ten."

"I'm talking about people with some ability, like the holy monks of your Celestial Phenomena. These two behind you don't count; it's normal that they haven't heard of me."

The three men, Yuhan and his companions, were speechless.

Yang Ning continued, "I doubt many people in Europe have heard of me, maybe one or two out of ten. As for the non-Canadian side, I doubt a single person knows me."

As he spoke, Yang Ning maintained his usual calm gaze, a smile appearing on his face: "Everyone else who knows me avoids me like the plague, but you alone dared to come to me willingly, so..."

"My lord, I think your courage is truly remarkable."

As he spoke, Yang Ning swept his hand across the table, boom—

The flames of the eight soul lamps suddenly became active, and at the same time, faint, desperate wails could be heard from them!

This startled Yuhan so much that he almost jumped out of his skin, and hurriedly said, "Master! I... I've come to give you a gift!"

"It's a gift!"

Yang Ning raised his hand and placed it on the edge of the table, smiling, "Don't be nervous, I'm just adjusting the lights as usual."

His fingers brushed over the flames of the soul lamp candles, and the lively, dancing flames grew stronger and more vigorous after touching Yang Ning's fingers.

Yu Han lowered his head, raised his eyelids, and looked at the eighth soul lamp in front of Yang Ning's desk.

At this moment, the little devil who had been guarding Yang Ning made a move.

Honghong was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, but after seeing Yuhan coveting Yang Ning's soul lamp, she stood up directly.

A pair of bright red ghost hands were slightly bent, a prelude to Hong Hong's "Tear" attack.

Among all the little devils, Honghong is the most vengeful and has a fiery temper.

Before leaving Caiyun, anyone who tried to get close to Yang Ning would be slapped by Honghong or strangled to death by her!

But after leaving Caiyun, Yang Ning wouldn't allow Honghong to strangle people at will.

Because he wants to accumulate good karma.

At this moment, what Yu Han wanted was the Soul Lamp that Yang Ning loved to play with, and he hoped that Hong Hong would give him a good look.

At the same time, Yuhan also secretly glanced at Honghong, whose hands were blood red and whose face was full of anger as she stared at him. He was a little confused as to how he had offended this little devil with red hands.

Judging from that look in his eyes, if someone hadn't been sitting behind the table, this little devil with red hands would probably have pounced on him and torn him to pieces.

Suddenly, Yuhan felt that his situation was not very safe.

He put one hand behind his back and gestured to the bodyguard behind him.

A pale-faced bodyguard immediately turned and went out, heading straight for Li Bai.

Li Bai seemed to have been mentally prepared, and before the bodyguard could speak, he stepped forward and said, "Let's go."

Seeing Li Bai enter carrying that fierce peach wood sword, Yu Han's heart, which had been pounding in his throat, finally calmed down a little.

At this moment, Yang Ning asked him, "Besides giving gifts, do the guests have anything else to discuss?"

Yuhan smiled and glanced at the shelves on either side, then said with a laugh, "Master runs a Spirit Child Shop. I've come here today naturally to ask you for a Spirit Child to take home!"

"Money is not a problem. I've already prepared everything before I came. I can give the master cash!"

Yang Ning nodded and asked, "What do you want?"

Yuhan hesitated for a moment, then asked in return, "Master, what do you think of my request for a career advancement?"

"Do you need me to write down your birth date and time? It seems that the masters here require this when they tell fortunes."

Yang Ning shook his head, stared at Yu Han's brow for a while, and said, "Your career luck is excellent, you don't need to pray for it."

Yuhan was immediately delighted. "Master, may I ask for some good fortune?"

Yang Ning shook his head and said, "No need, your fortune is also very good."

Yuhan was overjoyed. "Master, what do you think I should ask for?"

Yang Ning smiled slightly and said, "This guest, you need to pray for some longevity."

Yuhan: "..."

Li Bai: "......"

You need to pray for longevity...

When Yang Ning said these words, it was as if they were nothing, but to Yuhan, the Buddhist disciple, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

At that moment, all Yuhan could hear was Yang Ning's short sentence!

Instantly, Yuhan broke out in a cold sweat and dared not speak again.

The two Buddhist monks behind him also wore solemn expressions and remained silent, as did the bodyguards...

Behind Yang Ning, Tongtong's eyes glowed red, and the bodyguards stood frozen in place as if they had lost their souls.

Li Bai glanced at the Buddhist monk beside him with some sympathy, and at the same time moved his feet slightly to create some distance between them.

There was a moment of silence in the store, and Yuhan felt that he needed to show his sincerity.

With a fawning smile, he said, "Master, I heard you are looking for some people who committed crimes in the past. One of them ran away abroad, and I happened to know his whereabouts, so I took the liberty of bringing him back to you."

"This is the gift I brought for you on this trip."

"Besides that, I also want to invite another spirit child to my home. Master, please don't be offended, but I consider myself a Buddhist, so I don't usually look down on those hundreds of thousands or millions of spirit children!"

"You'd better hire me at least tens of millions, maybe even hundreds of millions, or I won't agree!"

Yang Ning nodded slightly and stared at Yuhan's brow for a while longer.

"Um......"

"Your Highness, I'm quite embarrassed."

Yang Ning calmly said with an "apology" look, "I misjudged you just now; your lifespan is quite good."

Yu Han felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

At the same time, the two Buddhist monks behind him also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ning brought the eighth lamp, which was Lorraine's soul lamp, to the table and asked, "Your Highness, what do you wish to obtain from me?"

Yu Han glanced at the soul lamp on Yang Ning's desk and cautiously asked, "Master, you see, my disciple, the Holy Monk Kang Min, is dead. Can his soul return to his homeland?"

After he finished speaking, the shop fell silent again.

The only sound was the hissing of the candle wick when Yang Ning flicked the flame with his fingers.

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