Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Yang Ning didn't use any methods against the old monk, but the old monk still passed away.

Firstly, he was indeed getting old, and secondly, his most senior disciple had passed away, so the old monk had lost his spirit.

A person in their nineties has lost their will to live, and it's only a matter of a moment before they pass away.

As for why he deserves three good karmic connections, perhaps it is because he has influenced one or two people during his long career of chanting scriptures.

Or perhaps, spending a lifetime practicing in front of an ancient Buddha is itself a form of good?

As for his greed for incense offerings and merits, who can say whether it is right or wrong?

The old monk lay motionless on the ground. Yang Ning remained silent, and the monks nearby didn't even dare to go up and carry him away.

Only after Yang Ning waved his hand did the monks hurriedly carry the old monk away by his limbs.

Outside the temple gate, beside Bai Chang's body, Jing Yu raised her hand and gently stroked Xia Tian's face. "Xia Tian, ​​your mother searched for you so hard..."

Xia Tian blinked; he was too young to understand the hardships Jing Yu was talking about.

Holding Xia Tian in her arms, Jing Yu turned to Yang Ning and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Yang Ning's gaze softened, and she smiled as she said, "No need. Your resentment is almost gone. Time is running out. Say goodbye to your son."

Tears streamed down Jingyu's ghostly face, but this time they were no longer chilling tears of blood. She stared at Xia Tian, ​​looking and looking, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him, wanting to completely capture Xia Tian's image in her eyes and in her heart.

"My child, Mommy has to go..."

Xia Tian left Jingyu when he was very young, so young that he didn't remember much about his mother.

But he knew that the woman in front of him was willing to travel thousands of miles from the distant Central Plains Province to find him, and was willing to become a vengeful ghost and devour human flesh after learning the cause of his death.

He ran to Yang Ning, grabbed her clothes, and asked, "Chengcheng, can I leave my mother here?"

Yang Ning shook his head and said, "She has been a wandering ghost for more than ten years, never been offered any food, and never devoured anyone's soul before today. Her resentment has been almost completely exhausted. Once it dissipates today, only a trace of her will remain. It is absolutely impossible for her to remain intact."

A look of dejection appeared on Xia Tian's face, while a relieved smile appeared on Jing Yu's dark, ghostly face. "Thank you, Master, for upholding justice for my son. I also thank you for taking my son Xia Tian to see the beauty of this world again. His life was too short. I have no other wish for this outcome."

As Jingyu spoke, her ghostly figure began to slowly dissipate.

Yang Ning stepped forward and sighed, "This world is wonderful, but it's a little unfair to you and your daughter."

"If you wish, I can refine your lingering resentment into a blessed spirit and seal it into the doll's body. If someone else invites it in the future, it can protect them and ensure their safety."

At this moment, Xia Tian stepped forward and added, "We can still make some money!"

Yang Ning: "..."

"Um, Sister Jingyu, you know, all the good things in this world require money to pave the way..."

Yang Ning's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, as if even she could feel embarrassed at times.

Jingyu smiled and said, "Master, I am a few years older than you, and I understand what you are saying. If I am of any use to you, please feel free to accept me."

At this point, Jingyu's entire figure had become like a thin layer of black smoke. In the final moments of her ghostly life, her gaze remained entirely on her son until she completely dissipated, turning into a wisp of gray smoke that flew into Yang Ning's fingertips.

It was 7:30.

......

Eight o'clock, Bodhisattva Hall.

"Hmm!"

Policewoman Yang Lan, who was staring blankly at the Bodhisattva statue, suddenly snapped out of her daze. She immediately turned around to look around and found Yang Ning standing next to her with a smile on his face. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ning asked with a smile, "Shall we go?"

"well!"

Policewoman Yang Lan was no longer as cold as before. Looking at Yang Ning's handsome and refined face, her heart beat faster.

As soon as the two stepped out of the palace gate, Yang Lan suddenly turned pale.

She remembered clearly that it was only three o'clock in the afternoon when she arrived at Chongwen Temple!

In other words, five hours had passed in the moment I was lost in thought in the Bodhisattva Hall!

Yang Lan didn't know what to say; she only felt a cold wind shivering down her back!

Looking at the Bodhisattvas and Vajras in the surrounding Buddhist temples, it felt as if they could come to life at any moment!

"Big sister, shall we go?"

At this moment, Yang Ning's words brought Yang Lan back to her senses from her fright, and she quickly left with Yang Ning.

As soon as Yang Lan stepped out of the Chongwen Temple gate, she saw police lights flashing in the rain. The area around the Chongwen Temple was full of police officers, including armed special police.

Police officers in raincoats carried Bai Chang and the old monk from the temple away on a stretcher, while the others looked on in fear.

To be precise, he was looking at Yang Ning beside him.

Yang Lan did not see Lei Ming among the dense crowd of police officers in front of her; she only saw Zhang Donglei and a strange man in a leather jacket.

The man stood in the rain holding a black umbrella, and even in the darkness, he wore sunglasses.

Wearing a raincoat, Zhang Donglei's voice was filled with inexplicable fear: "Yang Lan! Stay away from him, stay away from him!"

"what?"

Yang Lan glanced at Yang Ning beside her and quickly stepped aside.

Pong!

With a soft sound, Yang Ning opened a transparent umbrella and held it over his head, then strode forward through the rain in front of the temple gate.

Behind him, Yang Lan's gaze seemed fixed on him.

Yang Ning walked up to the man in the leather jacket, glanced at the group of police officers, and asked with a smile, "Where's Captain Lei? Where did he go?"

The man in the leather jacket and sunglasses didn't speak. He lit a cigarette for himself. Next to him, Zhang Donglei said, "Team Leader Lei is sick and has taken leave."

Yang Ning nodded. "Really? That's really unfortunate..."

After saying that, he turned to leave. At this moment, the man in the leather jacket spoke up: "Chen Tao has been suppressed by the people behind you. Lei Ming can't beat you, so how about I play with you?"

Yang Ning turned around and asked, "Which unit are you from?"

The man in the leather jacket showed Yang Ning a black wallet, opened it to reveal identification: Special Affairs Bureau, Level 3 Special Operations Squadron Leader, Cao Mingliang.

"Special Administration Bureau, ever heard of it?"

Yang Ning paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you new here?"

Cao Mingliang was slightly taken aback. "How did you know?"

Yang Ning turned back, walked up to the man in the leather jacket, and smiled, "A level three special agent, able to handle cases independently right from the start, tsk, excellent!"

Cao Mingliang said coldly, "The seniors are all quite busy; I'm more than enough to deal with you!"

"Yes! Busy!"

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Six Level Two Special Agents with Yin Eyes, not one of them is free. They're really busy, aren't they, Captain Cao?"

Cao Mingliang's pupils behind his sunglasses suddenly constricted. "You... know about us?!"

Yang Ning took out a photo and placed it in front of Cao Mingliang. The photo showed a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

"Whether I know you or not is irrelevant. Since Captain Cao, you've joined the game, shall we have some fun?"

Yang Ning laughed and said, "My next target is the person in the photo. Of course, I don't mean to kill him. Please don't misunderstand. What I said casually can't be used as evidence."

"What I mean is, I'll give him a small gift."

"Just like the gift he gave to my friend back then."

"How about it, Captain Cao? Want to play?"

Yang Ning gently placed the photo into Cao Mingliang's shirt pocket, and it snapped open with a "tap".

His flick sent a shiver through Cao Mingliang.

With one hand patting Cao Mingliang's slightly trembling shoulder, Yang Ning said with a calm smile, "If you don't have the guts to play, then learn from your predecessors."

"The fact that you were able to take on my case is not because you were lucky, nor because your superiors appreciated you, but because... no one in your department dared to take on my case."

After saying that, Yang Ning laughed a few times, patted Cao Mingliang's face, and turned to leave.

In the dark, rainy night, a person dressed in white walked forward with an umbrella, and the police officers in front of him automatically made way for him.

Once Yang Ning's figure had completely disappeared, Cao Mingliang finally came to his senses, panting heavily. He shakily reached out and took out the photo Yang Ning had given him. Besides the person in the photo, he noticed a line of text written on the back—

"Welcome to our world, you unlucky newbie."

The signature was a smiling face.

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