Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"Haha? Hahahaha!"

Seeing Shi Hao's extremely nervous expression, Zhong Wen burst into laughter.

From fleeing abroad and thinking he was safe, to being caught by Yu Han, then rescued by Shi Hao, and now being hunted down again...

Zhong Wen, whose nerves were sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed, was on the verge of a breakdown and going crazy.

"Who exactly did I offend?"

"Master, to be honest, I really don't know!"

Seeing that Shi Hao's eyes were becoming even more ferocious, Zhong Wen smiled and said, "I really don't know! However, Master, I can give you some hints!"

"explain!"

Chung-Wen suppressed his smile. Even on the verge of collapse, he couldn't help but feel intense fear when he thought of certain things.

"Every year during the Lunar New Year, I buy some fresh food to treat myself."

"So, I have close ties with a few human traffickers. You know, some of my group companies are in the logistics business."

"In order to get to the bottom of these human traffickers, I hired someone to investigate them privately and learned a lot about their business."

"In the past month or so, first there was a human trafficker named Zhang Hui who got into trouble, right? The 'Forty-Six Knives Man' from Cang'er?"

Shi Hao's expression changed instantly. Before, it was anxiety mixed with fear, but now it was fear mixed with anxiety!

"You...you have dealings with Zhang Hui?!"

"We not only have interactions, but they are quite frequent."

Chung Man said with a look of regret, "It's a pity about Zhang Hui and his family. They had such a successful business, but someone uprooted it all at once."

"Four household registrations, fourteen people in total, plus his illegitimate daughter, fifteen people in total, all gone."

As Zhong Wen spoke, Shi Hao trembled beside him.

Especially when he heard the phrase "uprooted," he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Clearly, he knew more about the purge of Zhang Hui's entire family than Zhong Wen did.

Zhong Wen continued, "Later, a series of murders occurred in Zhongzhou, Binhai, and Jingping. I discovered that all the victims were people who had bought children from Zhang Hui years ago!"

"The most bizarre thing is that Qingyushan Qianzhi Village in Jingping City. The entire village was razed to the ground—literally razed to the ground!"

"I secretly checked Zhang Hui's accounts and took pictures of his account books, so I knew about these things. After that, I prepared to run away..."

You'll find out what happens next.

After Zhong Wen finished speaking, he looked at Shi Hao and spread his hands, saying, "Master, I really only know this much."

At this moment, Shi Hao's face was filled with despair.

There are rumors circulating in the martial arts world about Zhang Hui and his family's ordeal, the events in Qianzhi Village on Qingyu Mountain, and later, the fire involving the celestial hearse.

Because of certain connections, Shi Hao knew that all of these things were actually the work of one person.

Because Shi Hao already had two fellow disciples who had been killed by Yang Ning, one dead and the other crippled.

Upon hearing that Zhong Wen had offended this person, his face turned ashen, and he muttered, "This calamity was destined, this calamity was destined..."

Zhong Wen asked with a strange look, "Master, what is this calamity? From what you're saying, you're not a match for it either?"

Shi Hao stared at Zhong Wen without saying a word.

Chung Man: "???"

Shi Hao: "Hey Zhong, do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Zhong Wen's expression changed slightly as he said, "When you needed something from me, you called me President Zhong. Now that you've gotten yourself into big trouble, you're calling me by my surname, Zhong?"

"Master, your expression changes faster than ours, the businessmen!"

Shi Hao took off his sunglasses, his face already drenched in sweat. "Hey, Zhong, I was thinking, if I hand you over, would my death be a little more gruesome?"

Chung Man: "..."

"You...you wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Since we're going to die anyway, Master, let's go all out! Let's fight!"

Shi Hao gave a bitter smile, repeating what he had said before: "This calamity was destined to happen, this calamity was destined to happen!"

"Our Dust Lake Corpse Sect deserves this calamity!"

"Hey, Zhong, now we're forced to go to Haixi, even if we didn't want to!"

As the two were talking, the train started moving again.

As the Special Administration personnel gradually moved away from the platform, the two felt a little more at ease.

Zhong Wen, as if he had survived a catastrophe, became lively again. "Master, why is it so important to go to Haixi?"

Don't ask!

"Master, is the Dust Lake Corpse Sect the name of your sect?"

Looking at Zhong Wen, Shi Hao said with a complicated expression, "Yes, but you don't need to remember it."

Why?

"Because in the near future, either these four words will become legendary to you, or..."

"Want it?"

"Either disappear completely."

......

Zhongzhou, Lingwa's Little Shop.

As darkness fell, the pedestrian street became lively.

Looking at the empty space on his desk where the Lorraine Soul Lamp should have been, Yang Ning felt a void in his heart.

The seven soul lamps alone could not fill the emptiness in Yang Ning's heart.

He listlessly gestured one, then two, and finally three on the table, saying, "Once or twice is fine..."

"This is the third time already?"

"If that's the case, then it seems we are truly destined to be together."

"Dust Lake Corpse Sect? Hmph..."

After saying that, he opened the book of good karma on the table and found that in the past few days, he had accumulated more than two hundred good karma connections.

Pointing at the turtle shell on the desk, Yang Ning asked, "Turtle, have we accumulated enough good karma?"

"Is this enough for this trip?"

The turtle shell rolled around on the desk.

Yang Ning frowned and said, "When did you become so bad? You can't even calculate something that's only a hundred?"

The turtle shell was still rolling around.

Yang Ning remained silent. He placed his hand on the turtle shell and closed his eyes.

After a moment, Yang Ning removed his hand and asked, "Now? Surely you can figure it out now?"

The turtle shell rolled back and forth on the table.

"Um?"

Yang Ning said with some surprise, "Still not enough? When will you be able to save enough?"

The turtle shell bounced twice on the table with a "clang" sound.

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Okay, then let's wait two days."

As he spoke, he scattered a few copper coins on the table, glanced down at them, and muttered to himself, "Will there be guests tonight? But I don't want to entertain them..."

"I've made quite a bit of money these past few days, so I'm going out to relax. I'll welcome guests back when I get back from my trip."

"Yeah, we might stay for a few more days this time."

"close the door."

As soon as Yang Ning finished speaking, the wind chimes at the shop entrance rang out a clear and melodious sound, and the shop door closed automatically.

From the outside pedestrian street, you can still see the candlelight burning inside Yang Ning's shop, but whether it's those people hiding in the shadows or tourists passing by on the pedestrian street, everyone subconsciously ignores this small Lingwa shop.

Only in the alley next to the parking lot, a thin figure stood in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the door of the Lingwa store that had just closed.

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