Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Chung Man thought that at most he would have his hands chopped off a few times, then suffer some humiliation, and finally die!

Since he was going to die anyway, Zhong Wen mustered up his courage and cursed Yang Ning a few times!

But he never expected that the hand, which had already left his body, could still cause him pain!

In an instant, Zhong Wen screamed in pain, his voice filled with the most pitiful agony!

Until he completely lost feeling in his hands.

Because the hands in the pot were boiled raw.

And the person who cooked it was just the first appetizer.

After all, when it comes to cooking skills, Chung Man is proficient in steaming, frying, pan-frying, and boiling. What he just did was only the first one.

Yang Ning took out a string of small wind chimes from his white cloth bag.

It's the same style as the one hanging in his Lingwa shop, only this one is a little smaller.

With a casual flick of the wrist, ding-a-ling—

The wind chimes made a crisp and melodious sound.

Dozens of ghosts appeared one by one.

These little devils included both boys and girls, and most of them were quite young, around the same age as Honghong.

There were also a few older people, the oldest of whom was an old lady with a full head of white hair.

But regardless of their age, they all share one common characteristic: they have no hands.

Moreover, when these ghosts looked at Chung Man, their eyes were filled with anger and ferocity!

These are all the wronged souls who died because Zhongwen ate their hands.

As Chung Man previously stated, this is only part of the sins he has committed, because there are many others who have lost their hands but are still alive.

Honghong pointed at the ghosts without hands and said to Zhongwen, "Chengcheng said that as long as you can remake your own hands using the same cooking method that was used to process everyone's hands, you can live as long as you are still alive."

Tormented by excruciating pain in his hands and on the verge of death, Zhong Wen retorted with remarkable spirit, "I...I...I'll live, you bastard!"

"Even if I die and become a ghost, I'll come back and gnaw on your hands and claws!"

"You just wait!"

If Chung Man had chosen a different method of curse, it would have been fine, but he specifically chose "becoming a ghost after death"...

This is what Yang Ning fears the least.

For a moment, all the ghosts were speechless.

Yang Ning scoffed, "You could have just said you'd become a monster after death, why did you have to choose to become a ghost?"

"Since Mr. Zhong is in such a refined mood..."

Looking at the group of handless ghosts, Yang Ning asked, "Anyone interested in President Zhong's hands? You can go now, but be careful!"

"Each ghost can only take one bite!"

"And you can only bite your hands! After all, President Zhong didn't hurt you anywhere else, so we can't take this opportunity to retaliate excessively!"

As soon as Yang Ning finished speaking, to Zhong Wen's utter astonishment, a group of handless ghosts swarmed towards him!

"Ah, ah! Get away, get away!"

"I'll f*** your whole family! Get out! Ah, ah!"

The sound of "snap, snap" echoed continuously from Chung Man's hands!

Some of the ghosts even fished out Zhong Wen's boiled hands from the pot and started gnawing on them!

Despite Yang Ning's restrictions, because there were more ghosts than hands, Hong Hong used dragon blood to "restore flesh and bones" to Zhong Wen twice, which allowed all the handless ghosts to experience the joy that Zhong Wen had felt back then.

Seeing his hand grow back all over again, even the usually resilient Mr. Zhong finally broke down.

He suddenly picked up the kitchen knife, which was still stained with his own blood, and stabbed it fiercely into his heart!

The stab went in, it pierced the heart, and the person closed their eyes, but...

However, after a short while, Zhong Wen opened his eyes again.

There was still blood on his chest, but the wound had completely healed.

Honghong, holding the small basin filled with dragon's blood, stood beside him and said, "Why don't you just stop messing around? Otherwise, you'll only suffer..."

Chung Man cried, sobbing uncontrollably, "I was wrong!"

"I shouldn't have eaten a human hand! I was wrong!"

"Just kill me! Please, stop torturing me! Let this scum of a bitch die!"

Honghong turned to look at Yang Ning.

Yang Ning looked down at the turtle shell lying on the palanquin.

He laughed and said, "You bastard, look at me, the only one in this world who can make me bow down is you."

The turtle shell was so frightened that it jumped onto Yang Ning's head and remained suspended in mid-air for several seconds before finally falling down after the shell began to tremble violently.

"Just kidding, don't take it so seriously..."

"Mr. Zhong said he realized his mistake, hmm?"

Yang Ning pondered for a moment and said, "Then can you help me see if President Zhong's words are just to escape punishment, or if he has truly realized his mistake?"

"If it's true, land face-up, and we'll ensure Mr. Zhong's safe departure. If it's false, land face-down, and we..."

"Well, let's continue having President Zhong cook."

Hearing Yang Ning's words, Zhong Wen was so frightened that his soul almost left his body!

He quickly cried out, "I...I really know I was wrong! No need, no need to calculate! I meant it!"

"Let me die! Please!"

No matter what Chung Man said, the turtle shell jumped up again, did a somersault in the air, and landed...

It's the opposite.

"Okay, no problem, let's cook."

Yang Ning waved to Hong Hong and then turned around.

"I'm a soft-hearted person and can't stand overly bloody scenes. You just need to cooperate with President Zhong to get things done."

After saying that, Yang Ning took out Xiao Hai's crystal doll and said, "Xiao Hai, give me a breakfast, I want it cooked."

This time, as he looked at the undulating sea surface inside the crystal doll, Xiao Hai smiled happily and patted a wave towards him.

Behind Yang Ning.

Chung Man looked ashen-faced.

Honghong pulled the smallest one out of the group of handless ghosts and asked, "How did he eat your hand back then?"

The smallest, handless ghost looked to be only three years old. It babbled for a long time without uttering a single clear word.

Just then, a little turtle with arms and legs hanging around its neck and crawling around on the ground crawled over and said, "Cut it into pieces, make a cold salad, and add scallions, ginger, and garlic."

"Mmm!"

The smallest, handless ghost nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, and even waved its handless arm at the little turtle with a smile.

The little turtle smiled back at him and waved its arm, which had no hands.

The two tiny little devils hugged each other and became friends, laughing and joking.

Honghong looked at Zhong Wen and said, "Mr. Zhong, for the first dish, cut it into sections, make a cold salad, and add scallions, ginger, and garlic."

Chung Man: "..."

Honghong: "Cut it into pieces—"

boom!

Before Honghong could finish speaking, Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and chopped off one of his own hands!

He had realized that disobeying would only cause him more pain!

After the severed hand grew back, he switched hands, took the knife, and chopped off his other hand.

Throughout this process, Chung Man was covered in cold sweat and gritted his teeth, but he didn't utter a single cry of pain!

Next, cut it into sections.

Then, make a cold salad.

When it came to adding the scallions, ginger, and garlic at the very end...

Chung Man couldn't hold back in the end.

He clutched his arms, lay on the ground, and rolled around in pain!

The heart-wrenching cries echoed across the Dragon Tomb Plains, making the faces of the Death Scythe team members grow increasingly grim.

Ruan Kai and Han Yang both felt that sometimes eating more compressed rations and drinking some Farmer's Three Fists (a type of Chinese liquor) was not a bad life.

However, this is only the first dish...

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