Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"People from the academy?"

Based on what the Master had said earlier, Lu Yang guessed, "Master, could it be that what's been waiting for is about to happen?"

"In that case, what about us?"

The old man looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the rain and closed his eyes slightly. "I'm a little tired. Don't tell anyone what I just told you."

Lu Yang was very puzzled. "Master, since our fellow disciples in the academy are in trouble, shouldn't we have made preparations earlier?"

"Punishment is necessary for those who make mistakes. We can't just stand by and watch our fellow disciples suffer because they've made a mistake, can we?"

The old man shook his head slightly. "Lu Yang, some things are destined by fate, and there is only so much that humans can do."

Lu Yang immediately shook his head and said, "Sir, I don't believe in fate. I believe that human will can overcome anything."

As he spoke, he glanced at the three red strings in his hand again, "If you don't have money, earn it; if you don't have ability, hone it; if I'm unlucky, I'll try to change my luck. It's all up to you."

After speaking, he bowed again to the Master, "Master, in a few days it will be the academy's annual Ghost-Slaying and Heaven-Sacrificing Ceremony. I still have many things to prepare, so I won't disturb your peace any longer. Lu Yang takes his leave!"

Lu Yang's tone clearly carried a hint of aggression.

Because he was somewhat disappointed in the gentleman in front of him.

Watching Lu Yang descend the mountain in his green robes, the old man sitting by the sea of ​​clouds suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Some things really are destined by fate, truly destined by fate..."

After descending Wensheng Peak, Lu Yang told his master about the "calamity for the academy" that the Great Master had mentioned.

Hearing Lu Yang's words, Changfeng was terrified and immediately summoned several teachers who usually managed affairs in the academy for a discussion.

Similar to Tingfeng, the other managers of the academies were also terrified when they heard the headmaster say that they were going to suffer a calamity.

Lu Yang was a little confused. Why did the gentlemen immediately become terrified as soon as they heard the word "calamity" without even asking what else their master had said?

It was as if they knew what the "calamity" they were about to encounter was.

The managers discussed for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution. At this point, Lu Yang's master, Changfeng, gestured for Lu Yang to leave first.

Seeing that the academy's managers were all there, Lu Yang told them before leaving that he had discovered that some people in the academy were making dirty money, and hoped that the managers would severely punish these people.

However, the officials in charge looked at the situation, and Lu Yang's master, Changfeng, said, "Punish him! He must be punished!"

"The reputation of my academy cannot be ruined by a few bad apples!"

"Lu Yang, don't worry. After the ghost-slaying ceremony on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will personally take charge of rectifying the atmosphere of the academy!"

The other managers also smiled and agreed.

But Lu Yang didn't laugh.

He could tell that his master and the other managers were agreeing with him.

After casually replying to his master, Lu Yang turned and left, walking along the mountain path as he looked in the direction of Wensheng Peak.

However, through the damp, misty sea of ​​clouds on a rainy day, Lu Yang couldn't see anything at this moment.

......

Zhongzhou, Yundu Road, Lingwa Shop.

Just as Lu Yangtian cut through the sea with his Heavenly Blade, Yang Ning looked at the turtle shell on the table and said, "Turtle, don't make a mistake in your calculations."

"If Lu Yang fails to cut the sea, and the seawater floods down the mountain, that would be quite an awkward situation."

"I was the one who shattered their wave-swept sand table and destroyed the array spirit, and now I have to help them guide the sea to avoid harming the innocent people below the mountain and damaging our good karma?"

"If this is handled like this, it will be incredibly embarrassing."

The turtle shell swayed in place.

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Yes, I had forgotten that the academy has a rather clever bald teacher."

"It would be best if he possessed the ability you predicted, otherwise..."

As he spoke, Yang Ning tapped the turtle shell, "I guess I'll just have to get another turtle."

The turtle shell trembled and shook twice.

Looking at the incessant autumn rain outside, Yang Ning picked up a few soul lamps and flicked them around listlessly.

The flames on the soul lamp swelled into flames over a meter high, and the faces that were faintly visible in each flame were incredibly ferocious and distorted. At the same time, all kinds of vicious curses and insults came rushing towards Yang Ning.

Normally, the residents of the Soul Lamp only dare to whisper their greetings to Yang Ning in private, because they are afraid of attracting his attention.

But when Yang Ning ignites their anger, they will curse him, because there's no point in pretending anymore, and cursing can at least relieve their pain.

Yang Ning didn't care at all, and just laughed and said, "That's just how wicked people are by nature."

After stimulating the Soul Lamp, Yang Ning took out the Book of Fate to check the good karma he had passively accumulated over the past few days.

Not many, just over forty.

He sighed, "It's a bit little, but no rush, I can save up enough."

"The eighth day of the eighth lunar month is still more than ten days away."

Pong!

Just then, a noise came from the shop entrance. Yang Ning looked up and saw two cantaloupes, still with labels on them, rolling towards his desk.

Yang Ning: "..."

This is a offering from the newly appointed local deity of Yundu Road.

Looking at the two cantaloupes that had rolled onto his table, Yang Ning turned to look at the corner in the shop where Mingming always liked to stand.

There were piles of all kinds of fruits, snacks, and milk tea.

All of this was fed to the local deity over the past few days.

No one knows who discovered the local earth god statue at the entrance of Yang Ning's shop. The first person just casually placed a few pieces of fruit there, and then others followed suit.

Moreover, this trend is becoming increasingly exaggerated.

Some people even ordered roast chicken, roast duck, and steak.

Mingming, holding her diary, was standing amidst a pile of food, frowning as she looked at herself.

Mingming: "???"

Yang Ning got up and went over, took some food for himself, and burned some more for the little devils.

In the past few days, with the Earth God's offerings and the convenience store across the street, Yang Ning hasn't even had a proper meal or takeout much, let alone ordered any.

For some reason, every time Yang Ning ate, he would feel a pair of resentful eyes staring at him from the wall behind him.

Yang Ning cut the two cantaloupes in half and burned half for Shiwen and Xia Tian. The other kids didn't like cantaloupe, but the two of them did.

Yang Ning ate the rest of the cantaloupe slowly by himself.

I ate a few slices of cantaloupe, took two mooncakes from Mingming, and drank a cup of milk tea...

"belch!"

Yang Ning patted his stomach and said, "Hmm, this meal is saved again."

Behind Yang Ning, the Demon Buddha's eyes, which were already filled with resentment as he stared at Yang Ning, became even more resentful.

Outside the small shop, the autumn rain continued to pour down.

Not only did it not stop, but it rained even harder.

The Central Plains are thousands of miles away from the Southeast, so this rain naturally has nothing to do with the raging storm at Wensheng Mountain.

This rain is pure and simple...

It's going to rain.

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