Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

The light rain was still falling.

After leaving the police station, Yang Ning wandered through the wet streets under the cover of night, turning left and right until he found a funeral home on a secluded street.

He bought a brazier, several stacks of yellow paper, two bundles of ghost money, and a bag of gold ingots, and carried them all the way back to Jinshuo Village.

He originally wanted to take a taxi, but after flagging down two cars, the drivers shook their heads, clasped their hands in a fist salute, and drove off as soon as they saw what he was carrying.

He originally wanted to ask the two little devils to carry it for him, but after looking at the dozen or so good karma points he had painstakingly accumulated, he shook his head, sighed, and decided against it.

"Because I'm a kind person, I can take care of myself, so I don't want to bother others."

It was already 10 p.m. when we arrived at Jinshuo Village. It was dark and drizzling. There was no one on the village roads, and every household was quiet.

Occasionally, a few barks could be heard, but the place became unusually quiet when Yang Ning passed by.

Even the majestic black wolfhound that usually roamed the village was as quiet as a little puppy that night.

Standing once again in front of that house facing the street, before Yang Ning could make any move, he...

The door, which had been sealed off by the police, opened automatically.

Yang Ning stepped inside, and the door closed automatically behind him.

Just as the two doors were completely closed, the sound of raindrops outside suddenly became louder, and the temperature inside the room dropped several degrees.

The room was pitch black without any lights; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Yang Ning: "Um, well, it's a bit dark."

No one answered Yang Ning in the darkness. A chilling aura seeped into the back of his collar, and a cold voice slowly rang out: "Is my man back?"

Yang Ning shook his head: "No."

The voice in the darkness seemed somewhat puzzled: "Then who are you?"

Yang Ning said somewhat awkwardly, "How about we talk with the lights on? Otherwise, it'll be dark, and we're a lone man and woman; people might gossip about us, won't they?"

A beautiful yet bruised face gradually appeared beside Yang Ning, breathing a chilling aura into his ear as she whispered, "Who would spread gossip about a dead man?"

Yang Ning wasn't going to tolerate this female ghost who dared to blow on him, so he turned around and blew on her in return. Whoosh!

In an instant, the female ghost dispersed like smoke.

Snapped!

A faint flame flickered in the corner of the room, where a beautiful girl in a school uniform from the last century stood holding a candle, her lifeless eyes staring straight at Yang Ning.

Bathed in the dim firelight, Yang Ning sat down at the square table in the room. He pointed to the stool opposite him and said, "Don't be shy, come and sit down."

girl:"???"

She said coldly, "Senior, this is my home."

Yang Ning placed the things in his hand on the table. "They won't be anymore. They'll be confiscated. Also, don't call me senior. I'm decades younger than you."

The girl, pale all over and with a bluish-green face, obediently walked to sit opposite Yang Ning, put her legs together, and placed her hands on her lap, looking very uneasy.

Yang Ning asked, "Wang Jiang didn't die because you cast a Yin talisman on him, right?"

"And what just appeared beside me, is that a malevolent spirit? Besides the Yin Talisman, you can also create malevolent spirits?"

The girl nodded and said, "After I died, Wang Jiang took care of my parents and cleaned the house for decades. I couldn't be his wife while I was alive, but after I died, I wanted to make him have his wish. I did this every day, year after year, and gradually I don't know how I gained this ability."

Yang Ning exclaimed in surprise, "You... your 'evil' can even serve men? Doesn't it get cold?!"

The girl countered, "You want to try? I'll cook one for you then?"

Yang Ning answered without hesitation: "Come on!"

call--

The girl blew gently, and a female ghost, almost identical to her and as wispy as smoke, appeared!

The female ghost gently grasped Yang Ning's hand, and instantly, a warm sensation swept over him!

Even the well-traveled Yang Ning was astonished at this moment!

What does this feature mean?!

He finally understood why Wang Jiang would go home to sleep every day, even though it was so late and so far away!

Yang Ning asked, slightly agitated, "Um, could you perhaps change your appearance, you 'evil spirit'?"

The girl smiled slightly, and the next second, the girl who held Yang Ning's hand had transformed into a fairy.

Yang Ning: "?!"

"Um, so your name is Hu Yingying, right? Oh, I've come here today for two things. First, to thank you."

"Thank you for saving Wang Jiang's life, which indirectly saved my little brother's life, Xiao Qing! Come out and kowtow to him!"

A shadow flew out from Yang Ning and knelt beside him, solemnly kowtowing to the girl.

Yang Ning lit some yellow paper and threw it into the brazier, then added some paper money and ghost money, saying, "These are just a small token of my appreciation from Xiao Qing. Thank you!"

As the flames flickered, the girl gradually accumulated glittering gold ingots and banknotes, but she didn't even glance at them. "So, what's your second task?"

Yang Ning stared at the girl and said, "Secondly, I feel it's not safe for you to stay here alone, like a lost soul."

"I am a spirit medium. I can take you away, reshape your body, and give you a new life. You won't have to stay in this dark room every day anymore."

"What price will I have to pay?"

"From now on, stay by my side."

"Um, you want to marry me too?"

"Well, you may have died a horrible death, but you're dreaming."

"..."

The girl paused for a moment, then asked, "Can...can I refuse?"

Yang Ning seemed to have prepared his explanation beforehand. As he burned paper money for the girl, he said, "I forgot to tell you my other identity. I am a successor of the Spirit Gate. Although I am not from a prestigious sect, but just a minor side sect, I will not sit idly by and watch a lonely ghost wander the human world. If you refuse..."

He turned his head and smiled slightly: "Then I have no choice but to exonerate you."

"Don't worry, I'm always very merciful to ghosts like you who have never harmed anyone. It'll be over in a second, it won't hurt."

girl:"......"

She said, feeling wronged, "If that's the case, why are you still letting me choose?"

Yang Ning replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, I'm someone who really respects other people's choices."

As he spoke, the yellow paper, ingots, and ghost money in his hand had already been burned to ashes.

All sorts of ghost money were piled up on the ground around the girl, but she didn't even glance at them.

She stood up reluctantly and said, "In that case, shall I go pack my things?"

Yang Ning was taken aback. "You still have things to pack?"

"Who doesn't have some family fortune?"

As she spoke, the girl waved her hand, and a large mahogany box appeared. When the box was opened, the gold ingots, ghost money, and other illicit funds on the ground automatically flew into it.

Yang Ning saw that the large mahogany box was filled with all kinds of ghost money, and there was no way to see the bottom!

He understood why the girl didn't care about the little bit of money he burned for her.

The girl glanced at the white cloth bag slung over Yang Ning's shoulder, pointed to the box, and said, "Like your bag, this box is also a magical artifact. Its actual space is about the size of a basketball court, and it's currently about 70-80% full, all of it filled with ghost money. I'd like to trade this box and everything inside for a condition, is that alright?"

The money from the underworld meant nothing to Yang Ning, but the box was different.

What do you want?

The girl looked at Yang Ning and said, "I want the person Wang Jiang killed to come back to life, so that Wang Jiang won't be sentenced to death."

Yang Ning thought for a moment and said, "That rich kid always drives drunk. If he lives, he will harm other people. Saving him will not create good karma for me, but bad karma. So, I can only be paralyzed from the waist down and live a half-dead life for the rest of my life."

Girl: "Deal!"

Yang Ning nodded calmly, completely unaware that he had just decided a person's life and death with just a few words.

Using the last embers in the brazier, Yang Ning took out two photographs and set them on fire.

One of the photos shows a man wearing a white suit and sunglasses.

The girl next to him said, "What are you doing?"

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Let me greet my old friends first, and then I'll go over tomorrow to get my fate cut."

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