Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

The moment the man carrying the fish box appeared, the flickering lights in the noodle shop returned to normal.

Zhang Wen, dressed in red and carrying a knife, also vanished into thin air.

The old man, who had retreated to the corner, let out a long sigh of relief, and a look of gratitude rose in his eyes as he looked at the man at the door.

The timid young man, who had been huddled in the corner in fright by the sudden appearance of the red-clad ghost, struggled to get up and opened the door for the man delivering fish outside.

"What are you dawdling about for!"

The man cursed at the dull-witted young man, then carried the fish box into the noodle shop.

Seeing Yang Ning sit down, he laughed and said, "Oh? Old Shi, with this heavy rain, people are still eating noodles here at this hour? Business is good!"

"Here you go! Today's goods!"

The man placed the box of fish on a shelf by the kitchen entrance of the noodle shop and said, "Forty pounds! All local Chenhu fish! Check please!"

His question startled the old man, who grabbed him and asked, "Do you have fish from out of town?"

"What?"

The man asked in surprise, "Who here catches fish from other places? Can't we eat our own fish or what?"

"Old Shi, don't get into that 'everything outside smells good' nonsense!"

"Let me tell you—"

Seeing that the man delivering the fish was about to launch into a torrent of words, the old man snapped, "Shut up!"

The man who delivered the fish: "......"

The old man glanced at Yang Ning sitting there, and seeing that Yang Ning didn't react unusually, the old man said seriously to the fish delivery man, "Wang Hao! I'm asking you, do you have any fish from out of town?"

The man who delivered the fish nodded. "Yes!"

Old man: "Give me a whole case!"

The fish delivery man said, "I don't have any in my car. Please wait a moment, I'll call someone to bring some over."

Old man: "Okay! Hurry up!"

He took out his phone and made a call, giving a few instructions.

After that, the small noodle shop that could accommodate four people fell silent.

The old man seemed unable to bear the atmosphere and turned to walk into the kitchen.

The taciturn young man followed him inside.

Upon seeing this, the fish-delivering man turned and began to scrutinize Yang Ning.

"Hey, you're quite handsome, young man. You insist on eating fish from other places, don't you? Let me tell you, the fish from our Chenhu Lake are far superior to those from other regions—"

Yang Ning raised his hand, and the fish-delivering man, who was speaking enthusiastically, suddenly fell silent, unable to utter a single word.

Yang Ning looked at him and asked with a smile, "Is the fish soup noodles at this place alright?"

The man delivering the fish nodded, tried coughing twice, and finding he could speak again, immediately said, "Let me tell you, Old Shi's fish soup noodles are absolutely amazing in our Chenhu!"

"It's just that Lao Shi is a bit..."

As he spoke, the man delivering the fish glanced towards the kitchen, then leaned closer to Yang Ning and whispered, "Old Shi is a bit strange!"

Yang Ning looked intrigued and asked curiously, "Really? How is it so strange?"

The fish-delivering man's expression gradually became exaggerated. "He makes coffins for people in the next village during the day, and runs a noodle shop at night. He's always with this big idiot, carrying a coffin everywhere he goes!"

Yang Ning said with a "worried" look, "Really? That's...that's a bit strange!"

The fish-delivering man continued his rambling, "A couple of days ago, his son came back, bringing along some big boss who claimed to be running a huge business..."

As he spoke, the man delivering the fish wrapped his clothes tighter around himself.

As he got more and more excited, he didn't notice that the surrounding temperature was gradually decreasing.

After half an hour.

"Achoo!"

A sneeze finally brought the fish delivery man's endless chatter to a halt, because fish from out of town had arrived.

In the past half hour, the fish-delivering man told Yang Ning almost all the gossip about Chenhu Lake recently.

After settling the bill with the elderly man, the man who delivered the fish said goodbye to Yang Ning with a reluctant expression, "Young man, see you again sometime!"

"I really enjoyed chatting with you!"

Hearing his words, the old man behind him kept twitching at the corner of his mouth.

The fish arrived, and a bowl of fish soup noodles was quickly served.

The taciturn young man stood at the kitchen doorway, holding a bowl of noodles, trembling but too afraid to go forward.

The old man saw this and scolded, "What are you shivering about?! Take the noodles to the person!"

The young man continued to tremble, but remained motionless.

Snapped!

The old man slammed his hand on the table next to him, and the dull young man immediately snapped out of his daze and walked over to Yang Ning with his face turned towards him.

Seeing this, Yang Ning laughed and said, "Your method of chasing people away isn't bad either!"

The old man pretended not to hear and turned back into the kitchen.

The fish soup noodles were placed in front of Yang Ning. He took a pair of chopsticks from the side, added some chili and salt, and stirred it well.

Yang Ning picked up a piece of eel, smelled it, and then put it aside.

Yang Ning picked up another piece of blackfish, smelled it, and then put it aside.

Upon seeing this, the taciturn young man next to him stammered, "Why...why...won't you eat?"

Picking up the third piece of fish—which he couldn't identify—Yang Ning casually said, "Let me see if the boss gave me double the amount of fish."

The taciturn young man turned to look at the kitchen—

Clang!

Something looks like it fell on the floor in the kitchen.

In less than a minute, Yang Ning had picked out all the fish meat.

He asked doubtfully, "This doesn't seem to be the amount of fish for two servings, hmm..."

"It seems the fish in Dust Lake are going to be happy."

As he spoke, Yang Ning stood up, click!

The lights in the noodle shop flickered on and off, intermittently.

The old man rushed out of the kitchen, his face filled with panic, and said urgently, "You didn't say whether you wanted a large or small portion of noodles!"

"This is a small portion of noodles! You've already been given double the amount of fish! That's right!"

Yang Ning asked suspiciously, "Really?"

The old man pointed to the price list on the wall, which showed that fish soup noodles were indeed available in large, medium, and small portions.

"It seems I misunderstood you?"

Yang Ning sat back down, and the lights in the noodle shop returned to normal.

The old man's heart returned to its place.

Yang Ning picked up the noodles with her chopsticks, ready to eat—

Ding Dong!

Someone's phone rang inside the store.

It belongs to an elderly person.

Someone sent the elderly person a voice message.

The old man shakily clicked on the message, and it played.

It was sent by the fish delivery person just now.

"Old Shi! Did that idiot finish eating and leave?"

"You insist on eating fish from out of town? Screw out-of-town fish! Let me tell you the truth, the two boxes I just delivered to you are local Chenhu fish!"

"Did that idiot notice it? He probably couldn't, right?! Haha!"

elder:"......"

The dull young man: "..."

Outside, the wind and rain were fierce, and the noodle shop fell into a deathly silence once again.

The old man's face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Putting down his chopsticks, Yang Ning used a tissue to wipe his mouth, which hadn't touched the fish soup noodles.

He glanced at the wind and rain outside the noodle shop, and his calm voice resounded like thunder in the old man's ears—

"Did you leave any last words?"

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