Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

At the entrance to Qianzhi Village, an elderly man named Zhilin walked with difficulty.

He walked slower and slower with each step.

His complexion grew increasingly pale, and his face was covered in sweat.

The boy he was holding had turned completely ashen-blue, his face devoid of any color.

But the boy was still looking at Naoki and smiling.

The young people following behind Naolin went forward and were immediately shocked!

"W-What happened? Uncle, how could you kill someone like this?"

"So what if he's dead? It's better than those fake deaths we did before, right?"

"No, no, dead people, dead people can laugh, right?"

"That proves he died peacefully."

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A mountain breeze blew by at night, and a rustling sound came from the mountain path behind them.

A young man from Chizuka Village turned around and looked behind him, slightly panicked, and said, "I... I feel like something's following us."

"This mountain path is treacherous enough as it is; don't talk nonsense in the middle of the night!" Another young man walked up to Zhilin and said, "Uncle, we've reached the village entrance; I'll head home now!"

Without waiting for Naolin to speak, he glanced at the boy in Naolin's arms with extreme fear, and then ran away!

but--

"Straightforward!"

A faint, low cry came from the mountain path behind the group. Instantly, the man with the strait stood frozen in place, unable to move at all!

An intense sense of panic rose within him, his breathing became rapid, and his whole body trembled violently, but his limbs were as if they were frozen in place and he could not move an inch!

The others were stunned for a moment, and before they could go forward to see what was going on, then...

"Straight bridge!"

"Straight Yang!"

"Straightforward intention!"

"It can't be straight!"

As shouts echoed from the mountain path, everyone except Naoki, who was holding a boy and had a sickle hanging from his waist, froze in place as if they were experiencing sleep paralysis!

Then, these people turned around on their own...

They saw a figure slowly emerge on the mountain path that night, head bowed, arms drooping, swaying unsteadily.

Everyone held their breath.

Someone said in a trembling voice, "This...this seems to be...this seems to be the one that Zhizhang's family buried the year before last?"

"Stop talking, you snatched his camera..."

"My God, he crawled out of the ground?!"

Just as the group was terrified, a second figure appeared behind the first.

This time it was a woman with only half a head.

As soon as this woman appeared, several young men from Qianzhi Village who were experiencing sleep paralysis smelled a strong odor of urine on the spot!

"Zhiyang, your, your wife! I, I know this woman inside and out!"

"I recognize her too! She has a mole on her butt!"

"Stop talking! Damn it, all wives are shared in this village, she's your wife too!"

"You're the one who always buries her, aren't you?!"

Then, one after another, swaying ghostly figures appeared on the mountain path; they were all outsiders who had died tragically in Qianzhi Village!

The young people from Chizuka Village who were frozen in place were speechless until they saw a figure among the ghostly figures that looked like a living person!

"Is there...is there a living person?"

"It's a living person! Master, help, help me!"

"Master, save me!"

Suddenly, as the ghostly figures moved forward, they all fell silent.

Because they saw that the "master" on whom they had placed their hope for survival was now lying leisurely on a stretcher made of a few bamboo poles and rattan, being carried by four ghostly figures with slightly more intact limbs, approaching them.

As they approached, the numerous ghostly figures stopped. Yang Ning, lying lazily on the stretcher, glanced at the young people from Qianzhi Village.

He wore a peaceful smile as his gaze swept over each of them.

"Guilty, deserving of death."

"Guilty, deserving of death."

"Guilty, deserving of death."

There were six young men from Qianzhi Village standing in front of him. Yang Ning said "guilty, deserve to die" six times.

After he finished speaking, he tapped the bamboo stretcher beneath him twice. Instantly, the ghosts turned around in terror and bowed their heads to him.

Yang Ning said calmly, "From now on, you can settle your scores and grievances. I only have two requests."

"First, you are not allowed to touch Naobayashi."

"Secondly, you can torture them, but you can't kill them. You can absorb their vital essence, but you can't absorb their yang energy. I also want to participate in their village rituals."

"You can choose not to listen to me, but I will get angry if you do that."

The moment Yang Ning uttered those four utterly calm words, "I will be angry," the ghosts trembled in fear!

"Da!" "Da!"

He tapped the bamboo stretcher twice more and said lazily, "All done..."

"You're all ghosts, look at your cowardly appearance, act like a fierce ghost."

After saying that, Yang Ning took out a bell from the white cloth bag on his body and jingled it a few times.

As soon as the bell rang, all the fear on those vengeful ghosts vanished!

Then, one by one, they revealed incredibly ferocious expressions!

Several people even nearly lunged at the young people from Qianzhi Village on the spot!

Yang Ning nodded and said, "That's right..."

As he spoke, he waved to the side and made a "pick up" gesture with both hands. In his hands appeared a little turtle with a frightened look on its face.

He frantically shook his half-formed limbs, crying out, "Chengcheng, Chengcheng! It's here! Quick, quick, hide!"

"Whatever you do, don't let them catch you! Otherwise, you'll end up like me!"

Yang Ning's gaze softened, and she said gently, "Actually, I could make you more ruthless, but I still like the kind yet timid you. So... before giving you the big gift today, I'll give you a small one first."

A gentle breeze swept by, and a wisp of black mist emerged from Yang Ning's fingertips, landing on the little turtle's forehead and forming a small shark mark.

Yang Ning said to him meaningfully, "Normally, you can be a lovable little turtle, but when needed, you have to be a little shark, understand?"

The little turtle couldn't understand what Yang Ning was saying. Its tiny eyes kept glancing at the mountain path behind it, as if it was terrified of the terrible memories it had experienced here in the past.

Yang Ning gently put him down, patted his small back, and said, "Go on, little shark. Hong Xiao Er has already taken control of Zhi Lin, and he's waiting for you up ahead."

As soon as Yang Ning finished speaking, the little turtle's tiny eyes suddenly turned completely white. In turn, the fearful look on his face disappeared completely, replaced by a ferocious and savage expression somewhat similar to that of the vengeful ghost beside him!

The shark whose soul was taken by Yang Ning has now merged with the little turtle, becoming his second ghostly essence!

At this moment, the little turtle is no longer a little turtle, but a little shark!

Immediately, the little shark lay flat on the ground with its limbs flat, flicked its limbs, found it a little uncomfortable, and then used its half-severed limbs to support itself on the ground...

He felt as if he had discovered a wonderfully surprising period!

I can actually move using these four limbs!

And so, on this ghostly mountain path, a small, malevolent ghost with one of its limbs severed in half crawled forward with an extremely ferocious expression!

Then the ferocious ghosts slowly moved forward!

A horde of ghosts roamed the mountains and forests at night!

The target is Chizuka Village right ahead!

Looking at the small figure at the very front of the ghost horde, Yang Ning remembered very clearly that the little shark was extremely ferocious!

How fierce is it?

It dares to bite itself three times, that's how fierce it is!

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