Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Zhongzhou, Yangning store.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Tula's status as a holy monk was there, and when he left Yang Ning's shop, he enjoyed the treatment of a state guest.

However, in Yang Ning's shop, he couldn't have imagined that Yang Ning himself didn't give himself face, and even the small agent of the special management bureau in front of him didn't give himself face?

He turned his head to look at Yang Ning and wanted to ask, "This is the hospitality of Xia Guo"?

But looking at Yang Ning's indifferent face, as if nothing had happened, he still couldn't say it.

Yang Ning took the initiative to ask, "Saint Monk, how is that True Dragon Saint Monk among you lately?"

Tula did not look into Yang Ning's eyes, but looked at several soul lamps in front of his desk and said, "Good, good..."

Yang Ning said as if recalling the past: "At that time, I was young, and he was the first person who made me realize that there was a sky outside the sky.

"Gee, it's a bit of a pity."

Saying that, Yang Ning smiled at Tula and asked, "Holy monk, it's a bit of a pity, isn't it?" One move is worse, just such a move, you don't have to be so timid today. Saying

that, Yang Ning took the teacup and took a sip, looking at Tula's eyes full of teasing.

After all, he was one of the seven holy monks, and although Tula was afraid in his heart, his demeanor was still relatively normal on the surface.

"It's a pity, but for now..."

The Tula holy monk finally dared to look at Yang Ning squarely and continued, "At least, the result is good. "

Hmm."

Yang Ning nodded and said, "I agree with the words of the holy monk, when I was young, I did some wrong things and took a little detour.

Saying that, Yang Ning picked up a new teacup, poured clean water, flipped his wrist, and slowly spilled it on the floor beside him.

Listening to Yang Ning's words just admitting his mistake, Tula Saint Monk's eyelids jumped sharply, and he recalled something in his eyes that made it extremely painful, but soon, the old Saint Monk covered it up again.

Putting away the clear water teacup, Yang Ning looked at the Tula holy monk and smiled and said, "Holy monk, I was wrong about what happened back then. "

But today, please

tell me..." Yang Ning picked up the Lorraine soul lamp on the table, "Tell me, who is wrong about this?"

"Yes, Lorraine is wrong."

There was a clear lack of confidence in Tula's words.

Even the holy monk demeanor that he had always maintained was invisibly much weaker.

Yang Ning's hand that picked up the soul lamp stopped motionless in the air, and the smile on his face was as if it was fixed, not a point thick or lighter, "Holy Monk Tula, what I asked about was not the arson back then, but what happened between me and Saint Monk Kang Min about this soul lamp.

"Again, who is wrong about this?"

The old holy monk Tula's lips trembled slightly, but he still insisted: "Lorraine is wrong.

"If it weren't for Lorraine, there wouldn't be all this strife."

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Good." He

held the soul lamp in one hand and gently stirred it on the candle flame with the other.

In an instant, the flame on the candle burst up, and a hideous and painful human face was faintly visible.

"Master Tula, since you all think that Lorraine is wrong..."

said Yang Ning, the movement of stirring the flame in his hand gradually slowed down, but the face of the looming candle flame became more and more painful!

"Then, I might as well raise Lorraine, right? It's all his fault anyway.

Suddenly, Yang Ning grabbed the flame, and suddenly, the originally scorching and beating flame was extinguished on the spot!

The face that was faintly visible in the flames also disappeared!

"Don't!"

The old holy monk of Tula hurriedly said: "It's not Lorraine's fault, it's Kang Min's fault!" Kang Min's obsession with this apprentice is too deep, it is he who is wrong!

Yang Ning sneered and let go of his hand, and the flames jumped again.

There was a new emotion, fear, and a new emotion in the painful, hideous expression of the face that loomed in the flames.

Yang Ning said quietly: "Since you also know that Lorraine is wrong, then I won't say anything, just like I said with Huhan Buddha before."

"If you want Lorraine's soul lamp, you can, exchange it for the soul of that old holy monk."

Yang Ning's eyes once again showed the same excited and excited look as before, "I haven't dealt with your Celestial Saint Monk yet!"

"Should I refine him into red or light the soul lamp?" That's a question..."

Tula closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said nervously, "I'll ask Kang Min to see what he chooses."

"Borrow a pen and paper, the paper should be transparent soft paper, and the pen should be a brush or quill."

Yang Ning closed his eyes and said lightly, "Bring it to the master." A

lady picked up a tray from the corner of the store with brushes and rice paper that had been prepared, and stepped forward to put it in front of Tula.

It seemed that Yang Ning had long expected Tula to come over and prepared in advance.

There was no ink in the paper and pen brought up, but Tula didn't care, picked up the brush, and glanced at the two fools standing next to him.

Wu Han immediately noticed and hurriedly stepped forward to open the rice paper.

Tula took the brush and made a very simple horizontal and vertical stroke on it.

He looked at Yang Ning, "I asked Kang Min if he would like to exchange his breath of residual qi for his apprentice, the horizontal representative refused, and the vertical representative agreed," Yang Ning

yawned, nodded without speaking.

Soon, a vertical appeared on the paper as if someone was really writing with a brush dipped in ink.

Looking at this vertical, Tula's eyes showed a strong sadness.

Tears welled up in his eyes and he muttered, "You, why are you?"

Next to him, Yang Ning wrinkled his eyebrows and said to himself: "Red clothes? Soul lamp? Dressed in red, right?

"No, it feels better than the soul lamp."

"But the functionality of the soul lamp is much worse than that of the red clothes?"

"Oh, it's hard to choose!"

As if he hadn't heard, Tula returned the pen and paper and said, "Everything is settled, please give them the last bit of time for their master and apprentice to get along."

Yang Ning said without hesitation: "No problem, seven days.

Tula nodded, "So, the matter of borrowing a corpse to return a soul?"

Yang Ning: "The soul is returned to you, how to deal with it is your business, I will not interfere."

Tula's face did not mean to relax at all, "Then if Kang Min successfully borrowed Lorraine's corpse to return the soul, will you continue to kill Lorraine?"

Yang Ning smiled and shook his head: "No."

Still not letting his guard down, Tula continued to ask, "What about your evil spirit?" Will he continue to kill Lorraine?

Yang Ning still smiled and shook his head: "No."

Tula hesitated and continued to ask, "Then will you send someone else to kill Lorraine?"

Yang Ning was still the same as before, smiling and shaking his head and saying, "No."

Tula stepped forward with a puzzled face and asked urgently, "Why?" Will you keep Lorraine alive? Would you have such kindness?!

Yang Ning supported his head with his hands, looked inattentive, and said, "Because of the question you asked..."

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