Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

With a gentle shake, the IOU worth over a million yuan turned to ashes in Yang Ning's hands.

Then a gentle breeze blew through the small shop, leaving not a speck of dust behind.

Yang Ning resumed his previous lazy demeanor, propping his head up with one hand, his eyelids drooping.

Soon after, he yawned and took out a calendar to look at it.

My fingers slowly glided across the dates on the calendar, first over the current day, and finally landed on a special holiday: Christmas.

Only then did the languid expression on Yang Ning's face disappear. He smiled and muttered to himself, "Christmas, huh? They say it's the day the main god was born..."

"I really can't wait to see if the supreme deity will actually be born that day!"

"Well, Your Holiness, in the meantime, please spend some quality time with your beloved daughter."

The same words came out of Yang Ning's mouth with a nonchalant air.

But it appeared vividly on the ceiling of the main church in the Vatican City of Europe, on the other side of the Eurasian continent, in a blood-soaked state.

And this day was the day for church services.

Inside the magnificent cathedral, noble believers from all over the European Union, dressed in white priestly robes, followed the cardinal's guidance and sang the Bible softly with the papal choir.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of bright red blood fell from the church ceiling, which was adorned with gold trim and emitted soft lighting.

It makes a crisp ticking sound.

It was just a tiny drop of blood, but the moment it hit the ground, it sent shivers down the spines of all the believers and pastors present.

All the worshippers closed their eyes and chanted rapidly, as if the Bible verses could protect them and keep them safe.

The originally steady and rhythmic chanting was thus disrupted.

The elderly pope, seemingly oblivious to the strange occurrence on the ceiling, shakily left the church, supported by the scarred priest.

More than a month ago, even though he was getting on in years, he shouldn't have been in this state.

As the Pope's figure disappeared into the church, the blood-red writing on the ceiling also vanished.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the chanting of the Bible regained its previous rhythm.

However, roars like those of wild beasts emanating from the church's underground soon disturbed the seemingly sacred main church once again.

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At the entrance of Yundu Road Pedestrian Street, the professor arrived with his small mechanical ball.

In fact, the doctor wanted to pay a visit to Yang Ning as early as the first day Yang Ning returned.

But after reaching the entrance of the pedestrian street, he tried to go forward several times, but he couldn't bring himself to take that step.

I had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Then, a short while later, he stood at the entrance of the pedestrian street again.

And so, over the next two days, the PhD student kept patting himself on the back, hesitating and never daring to face Yang Ning directly.

Even his little mechanical sphere had a problem with him—

"Doctor, maybe we should go back and do some mental preparation this time. Anyway, no matter how much you hesitate now, you're not going to walk into that Spirit Doll shop."

The professor slapped the small mechanical sphere to the ground. "What do you know, you artificial idiot?!"

"You simply don't understand what a scientist is facing right now..."

The small mechanical sphere that had landed on the ground slowly flew up. "Doctor, I don't know what you're facing now, but I know the saying, 'Even an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually.'"

"Let's go, Doctor, to meet our in-laws?"

Taking a deep breath, the professor nodded and said, "I understand the logic—wait, who are you calling the ugly daughter-in-law?"

The little ball: "..."

The doctor glared at it fiercely, patted his chest, and took a big step forward—

He took the first step, but as his foot landed, he unconsciously pulled back three-quarters of that large step.

The little ball: "..."

The professor said awkwardly, "Um, well, I just wanted to go to the convenience store to buy an ice cream first."

Little ball: "Yes, I believe you."

Five hours later, it got dark.

Heavy snow fell again in the Central Plains.

In the convenience store, the clerk placed a box of ice cream next to the professor sitting by the window and said, "Excuse me, this is the last box of ice cream."

"You've eaten too much ice cream today, can your stomach handle it?"

Through the shop window, the doctor looked at Yang Ning in the Lingwa store across the street, took the ice cream and said, "Okay, I'll stop after I finish this box."

After Xiang Bei left, the small mechanical sphere floated out and said, "Doctor, you've said that countless times today."

PhD: "Correction, rational description."

The mechanical sphere said, "Doctor, you've said that seventy-one times today. You didn't say it when you ate the first twelve boxes of ice cream, but you say it every time you eat the next box."

Doctor: "Understood, thank you for taking notes."

The little ball: "..."

The professor quickly finished the ice cream, wiped his mouth, and stood at the convenience store entrance. After mentally preparing himself for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to walk towards Yang Ning's Spirit Doll store.

"Sorry, it's too late today, we have to close now."

A beautiful and alluring woman stood at the entrance of the Spirit Child Shop, bowed slightly to the Doctor, and said this apologetically to him.

PhD:"......"

Snowflakes, as soft as goose feathers, drifted down from the sky. The professor stood at the shop entrance, awkwardly laughing, and said, "Oh, okay, then, I'll come again tomorrow."

After saying that, the doctor fled the pedestrian street as if he were running away.

The small mechanical sphere landed behind the professor, its red light flashing repeatedly: "The ugly daughter-in-law's Nth attempt to meet her in-laws has failed."

"Let's look forward to N+1 more attempts."

In the Lingwa shop behind.

Yang Ning stood in the bathroom, opening his mouth in front of the mirror. Shiwen brushed his teeth, Beibei washed his face, Xia Tian tested the water temperature and asked if he wanted to take a bath, the bald-headed Wu Di hid in the mirror adjusting the lighting, and Sun Dapang scrubbed the toilet until it gleamed...

Yamei, holding her little head, stood at the door with the little turtle, watching the doctor flee in panic.

Yami: "Is he... the reincarnation of Clever Eyes?"

The little turtle shook its head. "It doesn't feel like it, but it does feel like it..."

Just then, a cold voice came from behind the two kids—

He is not.

The two little devils turned around and saw that it was Mingming.

Yamei's brows furrowed as she held the little head she was cradling. "Why are you so sure?"

Mingming said coldly, "If he were, Chengcheng wouldn't have turned him away on such a snowy day."

Little turtle: "That seems to make sense?"

Yamei: "But Chengcheng wrote words for him before and even handed him a spoon."

Mingming shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I'm sure he's not Smart Pupil, because I can feel that Chengcheng treats him differently than she treats us."

At that moment, a cold voice came from behind.

"Should I pinch him a couple of times and ask him?" Honghong suggested.

Yamei nodded her head and said in a childish voice, "Good idea, let's go."

"Pinch people without permission. When you come back, Chengcheng will turn you into someone like me."

Honghong's usually volatile voice softened immediately: "Just saying, just saying..."

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