Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Lingwa's shop was opened right after Lu Yang left.

Yang Ning pointed to several names on the ledger and asked Wang Bakezi to calculate them one by one.

The first person's name is that of the Thai royal family.

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

Looking at the copper coins scattered on the table, Yang Ning frowned slightly and said, "Are you sure you didn't miscalculate? Does he really dare to renege on my money?"

"I remember that back then, Prince Nam Thai, before he became a prince, was very timid. He knelt before my dear master and swore that he would pay the charity fee on time."

"So that's why he later became a prince. Now, has this guy grown bolder?"

On the table, the turtle shell shook slightly a few times.

Yang Ning thought for a moment and said, "Human life is at stake, we must be cautious."

"Let's test this again in a bit and move on to the next one."

Clang!

The turtle shell jumped a second time.

Looking at the calculation results, Yang Ning shook his head and said, "This guy has been in debt for more than two years. He really has no money. It's really hard for an expert to have fallen to this point."

"Don't rush this one. We won't get paid even if we kill him. Let's move on to the next one."

Clang!

The turtle shell on the desktop jumped for the third time.

This time, Yang Ning himself said, "Yes, he's wanted by the police, his account has been frozen, and he can't repay the money for the time being, which is understandable."

"Next."

Clang!

The turtle shell jumped for the fourth time.

Looking at the scattered locations of the turtle shells and copper coins, Yang Ning smiled slightly and said, "Very good, you have money, and everything is normal, but you still owe me money and won't pay it back..."

"Well, we won't get any money from keeping it, so let's just let it go?"

Yang Ning turned to Mingming in the corner and said, "Come on, write this name down."

With her eyes almost entirely fixed on Yang Ning and unable to see anything else, Mingming, clutching her diary, obediently ran forward to glance at the name on the ledger.

Then, he opened his diary, turned a few pages, and a blood-red name slowly appeared on the page.

But that name was missing the last stroke.

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. We'll deal with it together later."

Hearing Yang Ning's praise, Mingming's eyes sparkled, and her face was full of a happy smile.

Yang Ning continued, "Turtle, next."

Clang!

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Ten minutes passed.

Yang Ning looked at the six names on Mingming's notebook and said to Wang Bakezi, "Retest these six names."

The turtle shell swayed in place.

Yang Ning refused, saying, "No, I've already said that human life is at stake. Even if you're my bastard, there's still a chance of making a mistake."

"Jump a few more times."

The turtle shell had no choice but to jump over it again.

Beside her, Mingming murmured wistfully, "Chengcheng is so kind!"

Yang Ning glanced at her and said, "Don't talk about things that everyone already knows anymore."

"Okay!"

Soon, the results of the second calculation by the turtle shell came out.

The result was exactly the same as before.

Yang Ning immediately lost interest upon seeing this. He glanced at the Book of Fate and saw that he had passively accumulated more than ten more good karma points over the past two days. He yawned and said, "Alright, Mingming, let's take these people who aren't planning to pay us back even though they're alive."

"Okay!"

The next second, all six blood-red names on the notebook that were missing a stroke were filled in.

Immediately afterward, six more people died in the world in that single second.

Among them was Prince Nantai, who visited the Star Federation.

Of course, Yang Ning wasn't interested in whether someone was a prince or not; in his eyes, they were all the same.

They are all people who owe you money and have the money but don't pay it back. Why distinguish between high and low status?

After all that work, it was already evening.

The already bustling Yundu Road pedestrian street became even more crowded.

Looking at the pedestrians outside the shop and the setting sun, Yang Ning sighed, "How quickly the day went by!"

Behind him, Mingming chimed in, "Because Chengcheng is living a fulfilling life!"

Sun Dapang, covered in soot, muttered under his breath, "Because you didn't get up until almost eleven o'clock, you're even lazier than when I was alive."

Clay figurine of the Earth God: "Swoosh!"

The other kids immediately distanced themselves from Sun Dapang, afraid that they too would be struck by the lightning.

Yang Ning glanced lazily at Sun Dapang; he was just telling the truth, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Clay figurine of the Earth God: "Swoosh!"

Yang Ning: "..."

"Slurp!"

The Earth God, who was diligently licking the ice cream box, suddenly found that his world had gone black.

He put down the ice cream box, looked up, and saw Yang Ning standing in front of him, blocking the light.

Yang Ning: "Slurp?"

The little old man with the Earth God's face showed a hint of embarrassment. He just kept licking the box little by little and stopped making a sound.

Yang Ning asked, "Is this tasty? How does it compare to your green apples?"

The clay earth god hesitated for a moment, then held up the ice cream box that he had licked clean, showing a look of disgust.

Yang Ning: "Then you won't get any ice cream tonight. I'll buy you an apple instead."

The clay earth god: "?!"

He wanted to say something more, but Yang Ning turned and left, not giving him a chance to speak.

The Earth God trotted forward, only to be gently nudged aside by Yang Ning with a light step.

Next, take the cello case containing the little golden corpse to the storage room in the back, and all the spoils from this trip will be stored away.

Besides the Earth God.

When night had completely fallen, it was time for dinner.

Under the watchful gaze of the demonic Buddha's hand bone on the wall, Yang Ning chose to go to the pedestrian street outside for a night market meal.

When they returned, all the little devils and the little golden corpse got ice cream, and the Earth God was given a bunch of bright green apples.

The Earth God: "..."

That night, around 11 p.m.

Whoosh!

A cool autumn night rain fell on Zhongzhou, and fewer and fewer pedestrians appeared on Yundu Road.

After having the turtle calculate that there would be no guests visiting tonight, Yang Ning lay down on the makeshift bed that the little female ghosts had prepared and went to sleep early.

Inside the Lingwa shop, the wind chimes hanging above the door swayed gently, the flames of a few soul lamps flickered, and the autumn night rain pattered outside, creating a peaceful and serene scene.

It was at this moment that the Earth God, sitting bored in the corner of the shop, looked at the apple in front of him with an unhappy expression.

After hearing Yang Ning's soft snoring, the Earth God cautiously looked around, and then very slowly crawled towards the shop entrance.

Just as the Earth God climbed up to Yang Ning's desk, he noticed that the flame of the first soul lamp among the several soul lamps in front of the desk had changed.

As a night breeze carrying the dampness of rain swept by, the flame of the first soul lamp gradually shrank, shrank, and shrank again...

After shrinking to the very end, boom!

A fierce blue flame shot straight up to the ceiling of Lingwa's shop!

This scene startled the local earth god who was trying to sneak out!

When he turned around, he found that in the blazing flames of the first soul lamp, the faintly visible old face became increasingly blurred.

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