I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 428 Pray for God, Buddha, and Ghost
Following the puppet's instructions, Wan'an found three sticks of incense in the same layout on the left aisle.

The incense is a bit damp, but fortunately it can be ignited.

Unconsciously, Jin Manman followed Wan'an all the way.

Seeing that Wan An was holding the incense, he went back to the closed room on the right passage that he had searched, and asked curiously, "Is this a summoning ceremony?"

"I met a friend who gave me some guidance." Wan An apologized and turned her head to look at Jin Manman: "However, due to some reasons, it is difficult to tell you in detail at the moment."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't tell me, just tell me if you need any cooperation." Jin Manman smiled heartily.

Just like that, Wan'an brought Xie Qianjin and Jin Manman back to the room in the passage on the right.

The clay doll didn't dare to stay alone at the entrance of the stage, so she could only follow.

According to the puppet's reminder, Wan'an lit three incense sticks in front of the white clay sculpture, the smoke rose slowly, and the eye sockets of the white clay sculpture turned dark.

Wan An, who was standing in front of it, only felt a sudden suction force, and his whole body was pierced into the eyes of the white clay sculpture.

"Bai Wanwan!" Seeing a big living person disappearing from his eyes, Jin was full of panic.

The clay doll standing behind murmured nervously: "I just said it, it's still safe to follow Shen Jiangting, everyone doesn't believe me!"

"Keep it fragrant." Compared with Jin Manman's panic, Xie Qianjin, who has a connection with Wan'an because of the card, is much calmer.

But standing in front of the white clay sculpture, he couldn't help clenching his fists with his hands hanging on both sides.

"Yes, that's right, Bai Wanwan said, keep the incense well, as long as the incense doesn't burn out halfway, she will come out." Jin Manman was reminded by Xie Qianjin, squatting next to the incense burner with a lighter, ready to call at any time.

Three sticks of incense burn slowly.

Jin Manman felt that it wasn't enough, so he took out a dozen yellow papers and a brazier.

Put the brazier upright in front of the incense burner, and start burning yellow paper one by one inside.

"What are you doing?" The clay doll's terrified voice came from the side: "Where did you get the yellow paper?"

"I don't have much else, I just have a lot of money." Jin Manman replied proudly.

Currencies from various countries, from the East and the West, from the underworld, as long as it is money, she has everything.

Who made her a super rich man~
"Hell King bless you!" Jin Manman clasped his hands reverently and bowed in all directions.

The clay doll exploded all over: "Between praying for God and praying for Buddha, you chose to pray for ghosts!?"

"You don't care what I ask for, as long as it's useful." Jin Manman poohed the clay doll.

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On the other side, as soon as Wan'an's consciousness changed, he found that he was taken to another world.

The surrounding environment is still the pear orchard, but it is different.

An opera was being sung on the stage, and the audience was full of people. From time to time, there was the sound of teacups clashing.

Wan An looked down at himself, only to find that he was wearing a green dress and carrying a water bottle.

"Cuihua, add tea!" A voice came from the audience.

Listening to the voice, Wan'an looked around in confusion.

Soon the back of the head was patted, and Wan An turned around, with a face somewhat similar to that of a clay doll.

He urged: "Why are you standing there, serve tea quickly."

Wan An held the teapot in a daze for a few seconds.

So her name is Cuihua.

He looked down at his hands, his skin was yellowish, and his fingertips were calloused.

After confirming that this is consciousness possessing someone else, Wan An quickly entered the scene, yelled with a teapot, and ran over.

While refilling tea for the auditorium, Wan An's eyes were attracted by the stage at the same time.

[You helped me when I was in trouble, so I can't be that ungrateful person! ]
[I want my descendants to enshrine you in the future——]
It was the first time I watched the opera Wan'an, and I didn't quite understand it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pour tea to the audience, he found a kind-hearted young man and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with this song?"

(End of this chapter)