Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

The sunset faded quickly, and darkness fell.

Yang Ning turned around and said, "Let's go."

His older sister appeared beside him. "Same as before, going to Aunt Yang's house to visit? And then have dinner?"

Yang Ning shook her head: "No, I won't bother you any longer."

"Some things need to be faced; there's no use in running away from them."

"Don't cause trouble for the Heavenly Dao, let's go back to our world."

The eldest sister nodded, glanced at the sky, and casually waved her hand—

A wild mountain wind swept in, and Yang Ning and she returned to the grave on the top of Qingqiao Mountain.

The yellow paper in the brazier had just finished burning, and the flying scraps and ashes were still floating in the air, as if time had stopped because of the departure of the two people.

Now the two are back, and time continues to pass.

The older sister asked, "To the cave?"

Yang Ning hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm not going. It's just a few tens of thousands of soul lamps, isn't it? It's all in the past, nothing to brag about."

The older sister seemed to realize something. Looking at the grave mound in front of her, she said, "So you came back this time to sever ties with the past? Then, will I have to visit Aunt Yang's grave for you from now on?"

Yang Ning stared blankly at the crooked handwriting he had once written on the wooden sign. Just when his older sister thought he was lost in thought again, Yang Ning suddenly asked, "Big sister, can you see your future?"

The eldest sister shook her head and said, "I can't see it. There are five people in this world, including myself, whose futures I can't see."

"Five people..."

Yang Ning sighed, "So many! One for me, one for the Pope, one for my mother, who else?"

"That doctor from another dimension."

"Him..."

Yang Ning smiled and said, "He hasn't left yet?"

The older sister sighed, "He was doing his last effort for this world, which he saw as a potential incurable disease."

Yang Ning said with some regret, "But it's no use. Many things are preordained."

The older woman changed the subject: "What did you mean when you asked me if I could see my future?"

Yang Ning stepped forward, raised his hand and stroked the wooden plaque in front of the grave, "Big sister, I can see your future."

The eldest sister of the Heavenly Dao behind him trembled, but said nothing.

Yang Ning continued, "Shall I give you a suggestion?"

"What?"

Yang Ning turned around and extended his bandaged hand to her. "From now on, please be stronger, okay?"

"..."

The older sister was taken aback at first, then grasped Yang Ning's hand and said, "Okay."

Behind the two, in the mountains and forests.

Aunt Yang and Mingming lay on the ground, moving aside blades of grass, secretly watching the two's movements.

Mingming frowned and said, "It seems...it seems like this isn't how dating is—"

Aunt Yang immediately covered her mouth, "Shh! They can hear us!"

Mingming: "Then why did you make me lie in the grass?"

"Why......"

Aunt Yang sighed and said, "These two are both quite formidable, so we still need to be careful about our attitude towards them."

Mingming blinked and asked, "What if it's someone else?"

"Others?"

Aunt Yang rolled her eyes and said, "Would I be crazy to peek at other people?"

I clearly thought so too.

But then Aunt Yang added, "As a person, you should be kind and treat others with sincerity."

"In order to be honest with others, I always openly and honestly examine people's souls."

"Of course, if someone wants to take my soul, that's fine too, as long as they have the ability."

Mingming: "......"

......

For the next few days, Yang Ning's life in Qingqiao was almost the same.

I sleep until noon during the day, eat breakfast, listen to Aunt Yang's nagging, and am forced by Aunt Yang to marry Sister Tian'er.

And so it went, day after day.

And so on, day after day.

Finally, one day Yang Ning got fed up and slung his white cloth bag over his shoulder, ready to leave.

When Aunt Yang saw her beloved son about to leave, her eyes immediately filled with tears.

At the edge of the underworld, before the log bridge, Aunt Yang held Yang Ning's hand and said, "Son, when you're out in the world, be kind to everyone!"

"Don't just destroy a world like that! If you destroy the world, where are you going to find a partner?"

"Of course, being kind is one thing, but you can't let anyone bully you!"

"If Mom finds out you've been bullied someday, hmph..."

Yang Ning grasped Aunt Yang's hand, "Mom, staying home every day, you'd better behave yourself!"

"Stop thinking about causing harm to the world!"

"You can do whatever you want in the underworld!"

"On the other side of the Yellow Springs is—"

"Mom understands!"

Aunt Yang continued, picking up where Yang Ning left off: "On the other side of the Yellow Springs is your and Tian'er's world!"

Yang Ning: "..."

"Let's go, let's go back and rest."

As Yang Ning's figure receded into the distance in the underworld, Aunt Yang's expression gradually became peaceful, and she finished speaking the words she hadn't finished saying earlier.

"Son, Mom knows you don't like your mom as she is now."

"You like the weak, kind-hearted mother you used to be, but your mother doesn't like that version of herself."

"Because that kind of mother was too useless, she was easily killed, leaving you all alone to face the encirclement and slaughter of tens of thousands of people..."

"You don't know, back then, Mom was still breathing, and I watched helplessly as you, so small, looked so panicked and scared. My heart broke. Oh, my heart really did break then, it really broke."

"Son, don't worry, something like that will never happen again."

"When I lay in a pool of blood watching you being surrounded and killed, that cowardly Yang Xia was already dead."

"Chengcheng, whether you like it or not, I'm still your mother. Mom understands you. You are the person in this world who should never be let down or bullied. If you are bullied by someone outside..."

Even if Mom can only hold up half a tattered umbrella for you, it can still shield you from the wind and rain.

After saying that, Aunt Yang turned to look at Tian'er and said slowly, word by word, "Don't let my son suffer outside."

"If you make him suffer, I'll make the world suffer."

"You make him suffer, and I will torment the world."

"If you dare to make him suffer a great injustice, hmph, Heaven's will, then I will destroy you, and your world."

"Did you understand?"

Sister Tian'er's face was as cold as ice. "If you keep going like this, your son will only drift further and further away from you."

Aunt Yang gave a cold laugh and said, "Hmph, as long as my son is doing well, even if he never sees me again, I, as his mother, am willing."

"Actually, when I was resurrected by Chengcheng after time travel, I felt a sense of relief because I killed more than three thousand people just to find a Linglong Heart for Chengcheng to eat, but was then killed by Chengcheng herself."

"Because I know that from the moment Chengcheng killed his own mother, no one in this world can bully my son anymore."

As she spoke, a smug look of satisfaction spread across Aunt Yang's face. "My son is the most outstanding person in the world!"

Tiandao remained calm and said in a low voice, "But in doing so, he also lost the ability to get along with others. He is unwilling to accept other people from the bottom of his heart."

"Even the fox demons who shared hardships with him back then were rejected by him after they turned into humans. No matter how powerful he becomes, he will never have a confidant by his side in the future."

"To be born human but only befriend ghosts, demons, and monsters—auntie, isn't that a tragedy?"

"sorrow?"

Aunt Yang chuckled and said, "Heavenly Way, come, let me tell you what tragedy is—"

"Fine, I won't tell you."

"Look at my past again."

......

"Heavenly Dao, I have no regrets about killing those three thousand people for the sake of a beautiful heart. If I could do it all over again, I would kill thirty thousand, three hundred thousand."

"Not just a clever mind, I want to give my son all the best things in the world."

"Because of my son, he deserves it."

......