Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

He told two officers to stay behind and look for Yang Lan, while Lei Ming led the other officers to Jiming Temple immediately!

However, when Lei Ming arrived at Jiming Temple, Abbess Jingyun and Bai Chang's bodyguard said, "Old Master Bai has already left! He drove away by himself!"

"However, officer, Mr. Bai was indeed in a somewhat problematic state at the time!"

"He looked like he was possessed by a ghost; his face was ashen white, and he had dark circles under his eyes!"

"You guys should hurry and look for him!"

Listening to their descriptions, Lei Ming felt a chill run down his spine!

He had a vague feeling that Bai Chang's life was probably in danger!

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Down the mountain, inside an Audi that was almost ramming wildly, Bai Chang's face was frighteningly pale, his pupils were barely visible, only his eyeballs were white!

The car was completely empty except for Bai Chang. The temperature inside was so low that it could freeze a person to death. But if you looked in the rearview mirror, you could see two fierce ghosts, one big and one small, clinging to him tightly!

The demon was covered in blood, and blood and tears streamed down her pale face. She leaned close to Bai Chang's ear and seemed to be whispering something.

If Abbess Jingyun were here, she would definitely recognize that this is Jingyu!

The woman who came to Caiyun looking for her son!

The little devil chuckled and waved his icy little hand, grabbing Bai Chang's chest repeatedly while saying "I didn't catch it" and "I didn't catch it," as if he was trying to take something out of there!

It's summer!

Haunted by two vengeful spirits, one large and one small, Bai Chang's life force gradually faded. The Buddha amulet on his chest emitted a faint light, and with each flash, Bai Chang's life force was restored a little!

However, the life force that had been restored was quickly sucked away by the two vengeful ghosts, one big and one small, so that Bai Chang always looked like he was possessed by a ghost!

Swah——

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of screeching brakes rang out. Bai Chang groggily crawled out of the car and stumbled forward, falling with a "plop" into the puddle on the ground.

Using his last bit of strength, Bai Chang looked up and saw the tightly closed gates of Chongwen Temple ahead.

It was past seven o'clock. Thick clouds and rain covered the sky, and it was dark. There were only a few pedestrians around Chongwen Temple. Occasionally, someone would see the pale-faced old man lying on the ground and then leave in a hurry!

A young mother was walking by with her child, holding an umbrella. Suddenly, the little boy, whose hand his mother was holding, pointed at Bai Chang, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Mommy!"

"That auntie and that child are hitting that old man!"

The young mother turned her head and saw that apart from Bai Chang lying on the ground, there were no other aunties or children around!

Her expression immediately changed. "What nonsense are you spouting on such a gloomy day?!"

After saying that, he picked up the little boy and left in a hurry.

"Uh, uh!"

A low, painful cry came from Bai Chang's mouth. He looked up at the gate of Chongwen Temple not far in front of him, his pale eyes slightly rolling. He laboriously raised his hand and crawled towards the temple gate little by little.

It seemed as if there was something inside the temple gate that could save his life.

Inside Chongwen Temple, this is usually the time when the monks eat, but today, the entire temple is so quiet that there is not a sound.

Even when raindrops fall on the temple's floor tiles, they dare not make a sound.

Da da da!

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded.

Along with this came the clanging sounds of metal and stone striking each other.

"Amitabha......"

A long, aged voice pierced through the rain and passed over the Buddhist hall. An old monk, draped in a kasaya and with wrinkles on his face like withered tree bark, appeared step by step beside the temple gate, holding a staff.

He didn't come out from inside the temple, but from the outside.

Braving the continuous drizzle, the old monk walked up to Bai Chang, leaning on his staff and holding one hand in front of him. "Benefactor Bai, it's fortunate that this amulet protected your soul and spirit; otherwise, you would have already been scattered to the winds."

Bai Chang, lying on the ground, slowly raised his hand towards the old monk, seemingly praying for something.

The old monk's withered, wrinkled face trembled slightly. He looked behind Bai Chang and said, "You two are pitiful, but in the end, this is still my Buddhist temple. Bai is the head of our temple and has a longevity tablet in our temple."

"Monks are compassionate. You have hurt him so badly today, but I will not hold it against you. Leave quickly."

Gui Jingyu looked up, her dark blue face covered in blood and tears staring at the old monk, and let out a mournful ghostly howl!

In an instant, all the ancient trees in Chongwen Temple rustled in the wind and rain!

The old monk's face immediately paled!

He immediately turned around and saw that the temple gate behind him was tightly closed, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Turning around, the old monk's anger surged. "You wandering ghost! Do you really want to hurt someone in front of this old monk? Do you think Chongwen Temple has no one to rely on?!"

Clang!

After the old monk finished speaking, he slammed his staff on the ground. The strings of gold rings on the staff made a crisp sound. Instantly, Gui Jingyu covered her cold head, her ghostly face showing an expression of extreme pain!

Summer seemed unaffected, squatting on Bai Chang's back and laughing, his little hands grabbing at Bai Chang's back again and again!

"Hehe! Didn't catch her again!"

"Didn't catch them!"

"Still haven't caught them!"

It was unclear what it was scratching, but that icy little hand kept scratching Bai Chang's back, and with each scratch, Bai Chang's face contorted in pain!

The old monk used the ringing sound of his staff to drive away Gui Jingyu, but dared not do anything to Xia Tian. He simply coaxed, "Little friend, this old man has already been punished. Shall we stop now?"

Summer tilted her little head and looked at the old monk. Her icy little hand scratched Bai Chang's back again. "Hehe, missed again?!"

The old monk patiently persuaded him, "He has a Buddhist amulet protecting him; you can't reach his heart, young man. Let him go, okay?"

A strange expression appeared on Xia Tian's small, ghostly face. He looked down at the bloody hole in front of him, then looked up at the old monk and said, "Chengcheng, I said the same thing to you..."

Upon hearing the word "Chengcheng," the old monk trembled and turned to look behind him once more!

Seeing that the temple gate was still tightly closed, the old monk turned to Xia Tian and said, "Right? You see, he said he couldn't catch him, so how could you possibly catch him?"

"Be good, we're done playing, okay?"

Snapped!

At this moment, Xia Tian's little devil hand grabbed Bai Chang's back again, and this time Bai Chang's whole body trembled!

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old monk with pleading eyes!

Summer's grinning face gradually became unfocused, and he quietly said, "Hey, this time, I got him!"

The old monk's face immediately changed. "You brat! You're taking advantage of my kindness and don't know what's good for you!"

"Watch me take you in!"

Just as he finished speaking and was about to raise his staff, a sound rang out—

Behind the old monk, the tightly closed temple door was opened by two trembling monks, and Yang Ning stepped out, yawning.

"Master Jueming, it's been a long time."

With a smile, Yang Ning greeted the old monk, then walked out of the temple gate with one hand behind his back and the other outstretched.

Under the old monk's utterly terrified gaze, Yang Ning slowly clenched his outstretched hand, and when he released it, a clump of golden dust slipped from his hand like sand!

"Huh?! This?!"

The old monk hurriedly looked at Bai Chang's neck and saw that the Buddha amulet that had been continuously providing Bai Chang with life force had been reduced to fragments.

After the golden sand had been completely scattered, Yang Ning spread out his five fingers on his right hand, applied a little force, and snapped it open!

A sound like thunder rang out, startling all the monks behind the temple gate!

Behind Yang Ning, above the temple gate, on the plaque bearing the three large characters "Chongwen Temple" that had weathered countless years of wind and rain, a blood-red ghost handprint appeared!

Instantly, the old monk's trembling body and the plaque on the temple gate swayed uncontrollably in the wind and rain!

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