Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Red clouds rolled across the sky above Tianluo Island.

Those crimson clouds weren't dyed red by the setting sun, but rather by drops of blood-red tears.

However, even the blood rain that fell on earth could not stop this human madness.

When voting first began, people were figuring out how to get their emotions going.

Halfway through the day of voting, the red progress bar on the system interface has exceeded 90%.

Those who chose the red button had an overwhelming majority.

At this point, it no longer matters to people which side to choose; the outcome is already obvious.

The important thing is, how can you press the red button that gives you 100 euros with just one click, and then press it as many times as possible?

Intelligent people were the first to recognize extreme emotions, and this method spread with astonishing speed, to the point that...

Cao Mingliang looked at the surveillance footage from all over the world displayed on the computer screen in front of him.

No matter where they were, most people were red-eyed and hysterically roaring in anger. This scene made Cao Mingliang think that what he was seeing was not a group of people, but a group of zombies.

"To harbor hatred towards someone you don't even know from afar..."

"You've really gone to a lot of trouble."

"Oh."

A helpless, wry smile appeared on Cao Mingliang's face as he frowned and muttered to himself, "But why can the red button be pressed many times, while the green button can only be pressed once?"

"This isn't fair..."

As he spoke, he turned to look out the window and said softly, "How could you put yourself in such an unfair competitive environment?"

"Let me think..."

"Even at this moment, do you still have absolute confidence in yourself?"

As he spoke, Cao Mingliang shook his head. "That's the source of your strength. You...you must be a little apprehensive, right?"

Just as Cao Mingliang was hesitating, there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Don't pretend, you're being impolite."

After Cao Mingliang finished speaking, the door didn't open, but a blood-red figure floated in.

He carried a wooden sword on his back, wore a blood-red Taoist robe, and had a small red sword imprinted between his brows...

It's Li Bai.

He said to Cao Mingliang, "It's time for me to go."

Looking at the blood-robed Taoist priest before him, Cao Mingliang felt a pang of emotion, but this was not the time for reminiscing. He nodded and said, "Qingqiao is all ready."

You can come anytime.

Li Bai and Cao Mingliang exchanged glances for a moment, then Li Bai took out a talisman and tore it to pieces.

Immediately, Li Bai's blood-red figure vanished on the spot like a gust of wind.

A few minutes later, in the deep mountains of Qingqiao Town, Caiyun Province, a pile of seemingly random stones on the ground suddenly lit up with a faint light, which then went out.

The mountains remain unchanged, with the same scene of wind blowing through the forests and the forests swaying.

But amidst the gentle mountain breeze, a blood-red figure moved swiftly.

Li Bai flew all the way to the edge of the Yellow Springs, sat behind the old Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes, nodded and said, "Senior, I've come to take over your position."

The old Taoist priest looked at the still waters of the Yellow Springs and said lazily, "You've come a day too early. It'll be your turn tomorrow."

Li Bai: "Is it better to be earlier than later?"

The old Taoist priest slightly raised his head to look at the other side of the Yellow Springs, "Being diligent is not a bad thing, but..."

"This time, you might get a little scare because of your hard work."

Li Bai said in a deep voice, "Senior, you may not know my current strength. I have already become one with the shopkeeper's bronze short sword."

The old Taoist priest seemed to be asleep and remained silent for a long time.

Before long, Li Bai heard a series of snoring sounds.

......

On the other side of the Yellow Springs, Aunt Yang looked at her own ghostly reflection in the Yellow Springs water, and the smile on her face became increasingly eerie.

"Oh dear, only 10% of people think Chengcheng shouldn't have died..."

"Are there still so many good people in this world?"

"Then, I, as the mother, will wait a little longer."

......

"Ninety-three percent left, seven percent remaining, let's wait a little longer."

......

"Five percent! As a mother, I thank you all on behalf of my son. From now on, I'll make sure you enjoy endless riches and honors even as ghosts."

"It's already five percent, son. It can't go any lower. If it goes any lower, it won't be worth it."

......

When the red progress bar on the system interface reaches 90%, the growth rate does indeed slow down considerably.

By this time, almost everyone had finished voting.

More people are considering how to intensify their emotions.

From 90 to 94, the progress of the red indicator increased even more slowly.

After reaching level 94, the progress bar in red is almost invisible if you only look at it.

But the changing numbers are still jumping upwards.

And it's not slow either.

In contrast, the green progress indicator jumps up at a snail's pace.

This means that it's only a matter of time before the red progress surpasses 95%.

......

Ultimately, the red progress bar unsurprisingly broke through 95%.

......

"Tsk, look, less than five percent."

"Well, I'm sorry..."

Aunt Yang looked up at the rolling red clouds in the sky and asked—

"May I ask, in this world, who exactly is the ghost?"

Whoosh!

A splash of water from the underworld hit her face, and Aunt Yang, with a sinister grin on her face, washed her face.

When she removed her hands from her face, her kind and benevolent face quietly transformed into the same evil ghost face reflected in the underworld.

Rotten flesh, an aged face covered in lividity and wrinkles, bloodshot eyes...

Aunt Yang, now reverting to her ghostly form, had become somewhat hunched over, as if the weight of time had bent her back, preventing her from standing upright.

She tilted her head back as high as she could and let out a long, eerie howl.

Behind her, all over the mountains and fields, rotting ghost hands covered in blood and flesh emerged from the ground!

And those "people" living in the village, just like Aunt Yang, all transformed from their original human forms into various kinds of vengeful ghosts from the underworld!

When Aunt Yang's ghostly howl ended, she lowered her head, looked at the surging Yellow Springs before her, and said in a ferocious voice, "This Yellow Springs should be cut off."

"roar!!!"

An even fiercer ghostly roar rang out from her mouth. Aunt Yang opened her ghostly mouth towards the Yellow Springs, and instantly, the rushing Yellow Springs water suddenly changed direction, pouring into Aunt Yang's ghostly mouth with a thunderous roar!

In an instant, the world changed color, and the Yellow Springs ceased to flow!

The endless torrent of Yellow Spring water was drunk up in one gulp by the ghostly Aunt Yang in a very short moment!

Even though she was hunched over, the moment her ghostly finger pointed to the other side of the Yellow Springs, her ghostly figure became majestic and towering among the thousands of vengeful ghosts of the Yellow Springs behind her!

The fierce howls of ghosts echoed across both banks of the Yellow Springs at that moment—

"Since humanity doesn't cherish this world, then we'll take it away from us!"

"Kill all the living people in this world! Turn them into ghosts! Turn them into ghosts!"

"Treading across the Yellow Springs!"

A series of deafening roars, like a tsunami, echoed Aunt Yang's call: "Roar roar roar roar!!"

The next second, the sea of ​​ghosts spread out, rushing straight to the other side of the Yellow Springs where the flow had stopped!

Aunt Yang looked up at the rolling red clouds in the sky and roared a few times, as if she was warning someone. Then, she stepped onto the single log that lay across the dried-up riverbed of the Yellow Springs in the surging and endless sea of ​​ghosts!

One second!

She has already crossed the Yellow Springs and reached the other side!

The old Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes remained seated as always, motionless, and slowly spoke in a weathered tone: "Having drunk the waters of the Yellow Springs in one gulp, who in this world is a ghost?"

"Who exactly is the ghost?"

The old Taoist priest could sit still, but Li Bai behind him couldn't sit still. However, when Li Bai tried to move, he found that he couldn't move either!

Next, Li Bai witnessed a scene that made him furious.

A pair of rotting ghostly hands pierced through the red-robed old Taoist priest's chest, grabbed his ghostly heart, and squeezed it tightly!

boom!

The old Taoist priest in red was furious.

Aunt Yang, looking at her blood-stained hands, threw her head back and laughed—

"Hahaha! You dog of a Taoist priest! This is how you killed me in front of my son back then!"

"The cycle of karma is inescapable; retribution is inevitable!"

"My son is so virtuous that I cannot cross the Yellow Springs in countless reincarnations!"

"But I finally made it today!"

"I've been waiting for this day for tens of thousands of years! Hahahaha!"

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