Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

What appeared in front of Cao Liangliang this time was a man.

A man who looked about his age, but a little more handsome than him, wearing a Qingyi Taoist robe.

The man also carried a wooden sword on his back.

Seeing Cao Mingming's first glance, he glanced at his head, looked directly behind Cao Mingming, and asked, "You, quite daring?"

Cao Mingming nodded: "Not bad, I have the guts to be-

" "Shut up."

The man said coldly, "I didn't talk to you."

Saying that, he took off the wooden sword behind him and shouted sharply: "Get off him!"

"Otherwise, I will go down with a sword, and even he will take you, and all of them will be chopped to death!"

Cao Mingming: "???

Suddenly, Cao Liangliang found two shadows on the ground, one of which jumped to the side!

Then he realized that he was light!

The sickness of headache, fever, and weakness is gone!

The man standing at the door stepped forward with a wooden sword, raised his hand, a talisman burned out, he grabbed the ashes burned by the talisman seal and scattered it in the air, Cao Liangming immediately felt that there was an extra "thing" in this room!

He turned around and saw a dead man crouching on the table with the black and white photo!

This dead man Cao Bright seems familiar!

Because in Aoyama Hospital, he slept with it under a blanket!

Cao Mingming: "?!" "

On the side, the man looked at the dead man, then at Cao Mingming, and his eyes gradually changed;" I said, have you done anything to be sorry for people?

Cao Liangliang took a step back to the side, nodded and said, "Yes, it has indeed pestered me for a while, and it has caused me to be a ghost, and it is quite sorry for me."

The man pointed the wooden sword at Cao Liangliang and said word by word: "I'm asking you, have you done anything to be sorry for people!" Cao

Liangming: "..." "

Have you shared the same bed and shared a bed, count, count?"

The man was silent for two seconds and asked, "Who took the initiative?"

Cao Mingming suddenly lowered his head, "It was I who took the initiative to climb onto his, her, and its bed." The

man suddenly looked clear, he put away the wooden sword, and said with disdain: "So it's a scumbag?" Want to run when you sleep?

Cao Mingming had nothing to say.

He turned to look at the dead man, the last time he was in Qingshan Hospital was at night, he didn't turn on the light, so he couldn't see clearly, now look again, dark grimace, pale skin, but if you look closely, it seems that the other party is indeed a girl?

Bang!

At this second, thunder sounded in Cao Mingming's mind!

What, what's going on?!

When he was looking at the dead, the dead were also looking at him, and the cold dead man opened his mouth slightly, squeezing out two cold words: "Responsible, responsible!" "

Cough, cough!"

The man with a wooden sword on his back stepped forward and said to the dead man: "That, your request is a bit excessive, how can a living person be responsible for the dead?"

The dead man rushed towards Cao Mingming, and the man turned around with an unbearable look, patted Cao Mingming's shoulder and said, "Brother, the cause of your disease is here, you can see it."

"Well, this room in my Taoist Temple is slightly cleaner, I can give you, cough, give you two days, and you can solve the matter yourself."

"That, I'll go first!"

After that, the man put away the black and white photo on the table and turned to leave, closing the door when he left.

Inside the house, a candle was burning with a faint glimmer, leaving only Cao Liangliang and the female dead ghost, looking at each other.

Syllable!

Soon, several white "囍" characters were lightly lifted by a waist swaying in the night breeze outside, and pasted to the doors and windows.

On this night, someone liked to enter the cave room, but did not share the same bed, and had to ask him Cao Liangming, did he have the guts to get on the horse gun?!

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One day, two days, three days.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the day of the Senzhi Village Festival arrived.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"You guys don't mess around! The village festival is a big event!

"You have to pay attention to the appearance!"

"All serious!"

Yang Ning beckoned a few little ghosts to wash and tidy up his appearance, changed into a new white clothes and white pants of the same style, the glasses were polished, don't say a single eye poop on his face, under the care of Beibei's almost perverted general, every eyelash was shimmering!

Other imps hand towels, boil water, test the temperature of the water, squeeze toothpaste, and the main thing is a fully automatic service!

As for Yang Ning himself, he stood there with his hands outstretched and his mouth open, motionless.

Yes, even brushing his teeth was brushed little by little by Babe with a toothbrush.

At the beginning, Yang Ning was not very adaptable, but he passively accepted it at Beibei's insistence.

While all the little ghosts were busy, Sun Da Fat threw his intestines and came over with a toilet bowl with the little bald head!

"Orange-orange! The village festival also has to! I know you're not used to squatting pits in this village!

"Just go with the little bald head to the nearest hotel in town and steal a toilet!"

"Don't worry! We know that toilets are more expensive, give money!

Yang Ning: "..."

He looked at the two or two goods who came back with the toilet and asked, "Where did you get the money?" The

little bald head pointed to Qianzhi Village and said, "There is a lot of money in the people here!"

Yang Ning thought for a while and said, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future."

Sun Da Fat immediately turned his head to the little bald head and said, "Look! I said no need to give money! You have to take off your pants and fart!

Little bald head: "..." After

a busy time, a delicate Yang Ning appeared.

At nine o'clock, Yang Ning stood on a millstone in the middle of Qianzhi Village and cleared his throat -

"Respected Qianzhi Village fathers and fellow villagers, the annual Qianzhi Village Festival begins!"

His long roar, suddenly, boomed -

thousands of forests surging, birds and beasts rushing together!

The whole mountain began to shake!

Yang Ning jumped down from the millstone, facing the dirt under his feet, and the smile on Sven's face gradually became full of a trace of weirdness and sickness -

"Dare to spoil Lao Tzu's things? Lao Tzu killed you, believe it or not?! "

The next second, the mountain didn't shake.

The smile on Yang Ning's face returned to normal, he straightened his collar, stretched out his hand to the side, and Shiwen handed him two small bright red flowers.

Yang Ning just glanced at the two flowers, and the two red flowers turned into one black and one white color.

Tiening the black and white double flowers around his collar, Yang Ning turned to look at the end of Qianzhi Village, looked at the top of this big mountain, and said faintly: "Okay, folks, let's go?" "

Bang!!

The courtyard doors of all the farmyards in the village exploded at this moment!

Then, one after another, the villagers of Qianzhi Village, whose limbs were cut off in half and were dripping with red blood, crawled out of it with a painful face!

Behind these villagers, followed by the ghosts of the dead who staggered!

Yang Ning beckoned to the courtyard of Zhilin's house, and a little guy with short limbs and a fierce face quickly ran out of it, ran to Yang Ning, and jumped onto his hand!

Pinching the little turtle's face, Yang Ning said gently: "Little shark, you go and rest and let him wake up." The

vicious little turtle croaked its teeth at Yang Ning, and then lay down in his arms and closed his eyes and slept.

When Yang Ning woke him up again, the vicious little turtle had disappeared, and the kind, optimistic little turtle had returned.

He looked around in panic, grabbed Yang Ning's clothes, and cried: "Orange, orange!" It's over, it's over! This is it! Run, run!

Yang Ning smiled slightly, carried him back to the mountain road outside the village entrance, turned around, and looked at Qianzhi Village in front of him, "Look at the little turtle, this will be the last time you see this quiet and beautiful place." With

that, he took a step forward -

"Flames."

Rumble!!

The fire dragon soaring into the sky rushed straight into the sky behind him, and the sea of fire overflowed, instantly engulfing the courtyards of the surrounding villages!

Yang Ning held a nervous, anxious, tearful little turtle in his arms, walked on the mountain road in the middle of the village, and strolled forward!

Behind him, the majestic sea of fire mercilessly devoured everything in this mountain village, turning it into flying ash in an instant!

In front of him, the mountain village path that I don't know how long it has existed has turned red, and the ground is full of blood from the broken hands and feet of the people of Qianzhi Village!

At this time, Yang Ning stopped, and the sea of fire behind him also stopped spreading!

Yang Ning looked up, smiled and said, "Something is missing, the meaning of shortcomings."

He looked at the people of Qianzhi Village who gathered together in front of him, crawling forward on the ground, and said softly: "Cry." "

Whew—" Suddenly

a hoarse howl erupted from the population of Qianzhi Village!

Pain! They really hurt!

The pain of having your limbs cut off!

And to drag such festering limbs to crawl forward!

Immediately, one by one, the people of Qianzhi Village cried heartbreakingly!

However, why didn't they cry before?

Because Yang Ning likes to be quiet and doesn't want them to cry.

A red-clothed silent appeared next to the crying crawling crowd, and red-clothed Zhang Wen held a wad of paper money and threw it into the sky!

Whoops!

Paper money was spilled all over the sky, and another red coat appeared in front of the crowd!

The enchanting red clothes with a flower face mask stepped on the play, pinched the orchid fingers, and danced with the cry of everyone behind him!

On the other side, the red-clothed old Cao who looked like crazy shrugged his shoulders and "hehe" and smirked: "This, where is this village festival?"

"This, this is sending a funeral to this village!"

"Hahaha, hahahaha!"

Yang Ning behind him softly spit out a "go", and suddenly the flower blushing clothes danced forward to lead the way, and the Qianzhi villagers who were rubbing their four severed limbs on the ground in severe pain and crying loudly followed behind!

That cry came from the hearts of each of them, and it was terrible!

You can't fake it at all!

It's like crying for yourself!

Under them, the blood of everyone in the village stained the entire mountain path!

And Yang Ning....

He held the little turtle, stepped on the blood of everyone in Qianzhi Village, and walked forward.

Behind him, the raging sea of fire was majestic, ruthlessly devouring everything!

That fire was extremely ferocious, and almost in a second, all the mountain village courtyards that were swallowed up were completely turned into ashes!

But that fire was also very intimidating, and he only dared to spread forward after Yang Ning's footsteps, not daring to cross Yang Ning's steps!

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