Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

For the entire morning, the whole of Cang'er City seemed as if the sky had fallen.

The daytime was shrouded in thick clouds, making it feel like night, and then a torrential downpour began.

The torrential rain outside only stopped when Yang Ning woke up, pulled the little ghost Mingming across his lap, and started slapping her bottom repeatedly.

Meanwhile, the hotel staff, cleaning ladies, and guests in other rooms, who had been sleeping soundly in the Caiyun Four Seasons Hotel, all woke up.

Everyone in the hotel stared at the time with disbelief on their faces.

"I...I slept all morning? Oh my god! I have to meet a client!"

"Wait, I slept all morning? Didn't my supervisor notice?"

"I slept all morning? How come the employees below didn't even notice?"

"I slept all morning? The rooms weren't cleaned, and the guests haven't checked out?"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, "A ghost?!"

Just as everyone in the hotel resumed their busy work, Yang Ning, looking embarrassed, secretly slipped out of the room.

Although the downpour had stopped, a light drizzle was still falling from the sky.

Yang Ning, holding a transparent umbrella, walked along the Canghai Lake towards Jinshuo Village in Tiannan District.

He ate a bowl of pea flour noodles by the roadside, and by the time he reached Jinshuo Village, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Jiang lives in Jinshuo Village.

This place is quite far from the police station where he works, and it's not convenient at all.

Walking along the slippery, rain-soaked path in the village, Yang Ning pulled out a turtle shell, held it up with one finger, and asked, "Turtle, oh turtle, tell me, where is Wang Jiang's house?"

The turtle shell kept spinning around on Yang Ning's finger, offering no guidance whatsoever.

"Um?"

Yang Ning looked at the turtle shell in his hand and said, "There are two reasons for this situation: either the turtle shell itself is tired of living, or it really can't be found."

He held the turtle shell up to his face, his tone incredulous: "My God! Are you really tired of living?"

"You're a turtle shell! If I squeeze you, you'll really die!"

The empty turtle shell, which contained nothing but an empty shell, began to tremble as if it had come to life, until it stopped when Yang Ning showed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, so you really can't find it. That just means I asked the wrong question?"

Yang Ning looked around, squatted down by the roadside, took out copper coins and pebbles, and arranged them on the ground to form a simple nine-palace formation. Finally, he placed the turtle shell in the center.

He looked around; it was misty and rainy, and there was no one around. He put his middle and index fingers together and quickly slid them through the damp mist, leaving a spark on the turtle shell!

Clang!

The turtle shell, stung by the pain, jumped high into the air and tumbled dozens of times!

Snapped!

Yang Ning reached out and caught the turtle shell, apologizing without the slightest hint of remorse, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."

"Now I'll ask you one more time, you bastard, where does Hu Yingying live?"

After saying that, he let go of the turtle shell and let it fall to the ground.

This time, the turtle shell pointed Yang Ning in a direction.

Yang Ning picked up the pebbles and copper coins from the ground, stood up, and said, "Lead the way."

Clang!

The turtle shell on the ground suddenly hopped forward a long distance.

After a few clanging sounds, Yang Ning arrived at a narrow alley. Several elderly women were sitting under the eaves at the alley entrance, chatting idly.

The moment Yang Ning appeared, several aunties turned their gazes toward him.

"Wow, what a handsome child!"

"Are you here for tourism?"

"You've taken the wrong road! There are no tourist attractions here; this is just a village!"

Yang Ning smiled slightly at the group of women, picked up the turtle shell from the ground, and walked forward.

As Yang Ning passed by those women, an elderly woman who hadn't spoken and seemed somewhat mentally challenged kept staring at him.

Just as Yang Ning was about to walk over, she slowly spoke, her voice filled with vicissitudes: "Child, if you had come thirty years earlier, there would have been a girl in this alley who was worthy of you."

Yang Ning turned back, smiled and nodded at the old woman, and then walked away.

He stood in front of a door facing the street in the alley, a door without a courtyard. He looked at the lock on the door, then at the turtle shell in his hand, and confirmed that this was the place he was looking for.

He leaned forward and asked, "Um, can I go in?"

The door rattled slightly, and Yang Ning smiled, "Thank you. I know it's inconvenient for you, so shall I open the door myself?"

The door shook slightly again.

However, just as Yang Ning was about to reach out to open the door, the aunties and grandmothers who had just been sitting at the entrance of the alley all came over to him.

"Young man, what's your relationship with this family?"

"No one lives at their house during the day; you'll have to come at night to find them!"

"What do you want? Don't go to their house if you don't want to, it's creepy!"

"You're too late. If only you had come thirty years earlier..."

Strange?

Hearing those two words, Yang Ning perked up considerably. He thought for a moment and asked the women, "Does this family often make the sound of a woman crying?"

Upon hearing Yang Ning's question, the expressions of the several aunties changed, and they all nodded in unison.

Yang Ning laughed and said, "I have a way to solve this problem, but I need your help."

The women looked at each other and nodded in unison, saying, "Young man, you're a master?"

"Can it really be solved? What do we need to do?"

"That sound is really creepy every now and then. How can a woman cry in a man's place? Young master, if you're so capable, why don't you take care of it?"

"You're too late. That girl from thirty years ago was worthy of you..."

Seeing that the aunties all agreed, Yang Ning took out his phone and dialed a number.

Soon, three firefighters arrived with pliers. "Whose door can't be opened?"

Yang Ning pointed to the wooden door in front of him and said, "This door can't be opened."

When the firefighters went up to take a look, they found it was just an ordinary iron cable hanging on the door, which could be easily broken with pliers.

With a "snap," the firefighters cut the iron chain, and with a push, the door opened directly.

Inside the door was an old room with virtually no decoration, built in the last century, with old-fashioned tables and chairs, an old-fashioned television, and old-fashioned posters, exuding a strong retro vibe.

But in this room, there is a very modern double-door refrigerator.

The firefighters glanced at it and smiled at Yang Ning, saying, "Young man, your home is decorated quite retro-style!"

Yang Ning: "Huh? This isn't my house."

Firefighters: "???"

"So, this is your friend's house?"

Yang Ning shook his head again and said, "No, I don't know the owner of this house."

The firefighters immediately became furious. "Then you expect us to open this door?"

Yang Ning gestured to the aunties beside her and said, "You all asked me to do this, to clean this room, it's not clean inside."

The firefighters looked at the women, who had just been so insistent on letting Yang Ning "do it" suddenly deflated, each trying to explain to the others, "Yes, he said he could exorcise ghosts, that's why we let him do it!"

"Right, right, we never told him to open someone else's door!"

"Yes! It has nothing to do with us; this young man did it all by himself!"

"Alas, what a pity, thirty years too late..."

Listening to the women's explanations, one of the firefighters turned to his colleague and said, "Call the police!"

After saying that, he stared at Yang Ning and stood between him and the open door.

Yang Ning cooperated perfectly, standing motionless to the side.

However, he suddenly asked out of the blue, "Is it okay?", which sent a chill down the spines of the firefighters.

Soon after, two police officers arrived at the scene.

With a simple question, the two officers understood roughly what had happened.

One of the officers walked up to Yang Ning, looking distressed, and said, "Look at you, how old are you? Are you even twenty? You're so good-looking, why do you have to do these petty thefts?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the room inside the door and said, "Besides, what valuable things do you think someone like that could have in their house? Something worth resorting to such tricks to steal?"

When the police officer said that, the aunties next to him also started pointing and whispering about Yang Ning, but the old woman just kept staring at Yang Ning and chuckling foolishly.

Yang Ning smiled and said, "There's something strange about this house. I'll clean it up."

"???"

The officer laughed and pointed inside the room, saying, "Come on, what's so strange about this? Let me take a look."

Yang Ning stepped forward, looked at the police officers, firefighters, and the women at the scene, and said, "Everyone was watching from here just now. I didn't step into this room even once, right?"

The two police officers looked at the others present, and whether it was the firefighters or the women from the village, they all nodded. The officers nodded as well and said, "Yes, we understand. It's none of your business what's missing from this house."

Yang Ning asked with a smile, "Then what if there's something extra?"

The two officers exchanged a glance, and one of them said impatiently, "It's none of your business!"

Yang Ning nodded: "That's good."

He turned and walked into the room, heading straight for the large double-door refrigerator. Standing to the side, he smiled slightly at the people outside the door: "I've already obtained the owner's permission, so..."

"Everyone, watch carefully."

After saying that, Yang Ning yanked open the refrigerator door!

In the freezer compartment of the refrigerator, all the original partitions and boxes had been removed!

All the space was cleared out to place a stunningly beautiful girl wearing a summer school uniform from the last century, her arms wrapped around her knees, curled up and frozen into an ice sculpture!

The girl was pale all over and her face was bluish-black; she was clearly a corpse!

In an instant, the two police officers turned pale!

Several firefighters exclaimed in unison, "Holy crap!"

The women froze on the spot as if they had been electrocuted, their hands and feet went numb, and their whole bodies trembled!

Only the seemingly simple-minded old woman clapped her hands, jumped and danced, and kept shouting with her few remaining teeth open, "Haha! It's her! It's her!"

"If she had come thirty years earlier, she would be a good match for you!"

"She deserves you!"

"I'm good enough for you!"

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