Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Yang Ning's words surprised Tula.

But he didn't say anything.

He's a holy monk, after all. We can't just back down because of what he says, can we?

That would be far too cowardly.

Moreover, considering Kang Min's masterful deception, Tula felt that Yang Ning's words might not be entirely accurate.

Kang Min could even fool the Heavenly Dao's fortune, so how could she not fool Yang Ning, who was thousands of miles away?

Thinking this, the holy monk Tula asked Yang Ning, "Since that's the case, shall we end today's matter here?"

Yang Ning replied, "Very well, Holy Monk, please remember your promise."

Tula glanced at the television screen where he had arrived, then at the soul lamp in Yang Ning's hand, and finally at the bald boy beside him, asking, "Then, how do I get back?"

Yang Ning looked at the bald boy and said, "You should go back from the TV. After all, it will be troublesome for you to take a plane if you leave the country without an entry record."

Tula glanced at Li Bai. "For the Special Administration, this is just a matter of a phone call."

Yang Ning: "Really?"

He looked at Li Bai.

Li Bai replied without hesitation, "No, the Special Administration Bureau doesn't have that much power."

"Holy monk, I'm truly sorry, please go back inside."

Tula: "???"

"Young man, you can't be so petty. You need to be more generous!"

Li Bai: "I'm truly sorry, but recently there have been people in Zhongzhou raising evil spirits and demons; it's extremely dangerous! We must strictly investigate all outsiders!"

On one side, the Buddhist disciple Yuhan, who hadn't spoken until now, complained helplessly, "Seriously, are you trying to label my master an illegal immigrant?!"

Li Bai: "Isn't he one?"

Yuhan: "..."

Seeing that Li Bai wouldn't budge an inch, Yang Ning realized that he wasn't the type to coerce others.

He then said to the bald boy, "Send the holy monk back, and remember to be polite."

"OK!"

The little bald boy nodded, walked up to Tula, and stretched out his hand. "Grandpa Holy Monk, shall we go?"

The holy monk Tula glanced at the little demon in front of him with a complicated expression, his eyes clearly showing disbelief.

Upon seeing this, Li Bai laughed and said, "Holy monk, you shouldn't be so serious at this time. If you keep being so serious, you'll become a nobody in the Central Plains and will be purged."

The holy monk Tula's face flushed red and then turned pale; he could only hold the little bald boy's hand and lead him toward the television screen.

Aside from the somewhat awkward way the old man and the child lifted their feet to squeeze into the TV screen, and the old monk's complex facial expressions, the two seemed relatively harmonious overall.

With the departure of the holy monk Tula, the rest was quite simple.

Even after the old holy monk left, Yuhan dared not sit down again. He stood there cautiously and said to Yang Ning, "Then, Master, may I take Lorraine's soul lamp with me first?"

Yang Ning agreed, "Okay, take it with you."

Yuhan asked, "Then, what is our way of apologizing and making amends to you?"

Yang Ning waved his hand generously and said, "No need for an apology, just make amends with appropriate gifts."

Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief; for the seven holy monks of the celestial phenomena, this was the best outcome.

Because although the holy monks' assets are priceless, their reputation is even more priceless!

Yuhan thought for a moment and asked, "Then, what about the money I personally paid you for the red string?"

As always, Yang Ning was generous. He pushed the two small red ropes in front of Yuhan and casually said, "Here you go, Your Highness. Good luck."

This made Yuhan feel a little strange.

Everything seemed to be going very smoothly.

He carefully put away the cup-shaped candle with its flickering flame and the two small red strings, asking with some concern, "Master, will the flame of this soul lamp go out?"

Yang Ning rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, even if you try to put it out, this flame won't be extinguished."

"Yes, yes!"

Yuhan put away the soul lamp and said, "Master, you can specify a location for the three hundred million US dollars. It might be a larger location."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Ning's small shop. "Your shop can fit them all, but filling them all with boxes would be too unsightly, wouldn't it?"

"I don't want US dollars, I want Chinese yuan."

After Yang Ning finished speaking, he looked at Li Bai and asked, "Can you find me a place to put my money? I'll pay the rent."

Li Bai, who was holding the TV plug and looking lost in thought, was taken aback at first, then immediately nodded and said, "No problem! No problem!"

At this moment, Li Bai appeared extremely docile, completely different from before, as if he were a different person altogether.

Yu Han counted on his fingers and said to Yang Ning, "An apology, money, the red rope, the soul lamp, and the master—is that all we need to settle?"

Yang Ning stared at him, his gaze seemingly calm, yet it sent chills down Yu Han's spine.

"Your Highness, what you just mentioned is all interest; you've forgotten the principal."

"principal?"

He slapped himself on the head and apologized repeatedly, saying, "I'm so sorry, Master! I... I didn't mean to forget!"

"I remember, I remember, Chung Man was easy to talk to, and I had him under my control!"

"But what about the spirit, the soul of the Venerable Kangmin? Master, how am I supposed to deliver that to you?"

Yang Ning said calmly, "Go ask Kang Min. And tell him that if he wants to play tricks or spar with me, that's fine. But if he wants to play games, he'll have to put up the corresponding stakes."

After speaking, Yang Ning paused, took out the turtle shell, stared at the patterns on it, and then said to Yu Han, "Repeat what I just said to Master Kang Min three times, make sure you remember it?"

Yu Han nodded solemnly: "Remember, three times! No less!"

"Um."

Yang Ning yawned and said, "Let's go. Remember to bring Zhong Wen to me."

Yuhan replied, "Don't worry! I'll definitely bring it back for you! I'll deliver it to you tonight!"

"Well then, Master, shall I take my leave now?"

"Let's go."

Finally, Yuhan, soaked in sweat, led the two Buddhist monks behind him, whose faces were already drained of color from fear, and turned to leave.

The bodyguards who had been standing blankly at the entrance of the shop as if in a daze all woke up after the red light in Tongtong's eyes disappeared.

However, when they awoke, the little devils around Yang Ning were no longer visible, and they could see nothing.

As soon as he stepped out of Yang Ning's shop, Yu Han immediately took out his phone. Before he could even dial, he saw several missed calls.

Looking at the missed call number, Yu Han recognized it as the phone number of the bodyguard he had arranged to be with Zhong Wen.

Without thinking twice, he called back.

As soon as the call connected, Yu Han immediately said, "Bring Zhongwen to Zhongzhou, right now! Take the next available flight!"

However, the bodyguard who answered Yuhan's call stammered, "Buddha, Zhongwen, Zhongwen..."

Instantly, Yuhan's expression changed drastically. He felt a chill run down his spine and asked urgently, "What's wrong with Zhongwen?!"

The bodyguard cried out in a panic over the phone, "Buddha, Zhongwen is missing!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck Yuhan's mind!

It made his head buzz!

At the same time, Yuhan also felt that the soul lamp he was holding was... a little too hot to handle.

He turned around and looked into Yang Ning's shop.

Yang Ning was smiling and waving at him.

"Your Highness, don't forget what you promised me!"

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