Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Under the light rain at night, the car accident occurred outside the police gate in Cang'er City.

Bai Xiong, who looked in a trance, got out of the car and stood in the rain feeling the cold rain.

He looked back and saw that the boy in white was still there, but he was leaving with his back to him with a transparent umbrella.

The boy's hands were empty, what kind of pale boy?

Bai Xiong faintly felt a headache, he touched his forehead, it was very hot.

Poof

, poof, poof—suddenly, Bai Xiong heard a burst of heartbeating sounds, and he suddenly felt that his heart suddenly became stuffy, and his breathing gradually became difficult!

The feeling of being a teenager is back there!

"Whew, whew-"

He held the car door with one hand and patted his heart with the other, more than ten years, since the operation in Nantai, this feeling has never appeared, how today?

Thinking that he actually saw summer in the rearview mirror just now, Bai Xiong felt more and more evil.

He took out his phone and dialed a number, "Hello? "

Hey Dad..."

"What, what's wrong?"

Bai Xiong's brows frowned slightly, he could hear his father's always calm voice, and today he was actually a little flustered.

"Dad, my right eye has been jumping lately, my heart is restless, and I always have nightmares, that, the Buddhist card that the trafficker gave you two years ago, you borrowed me to wear it?"

There

was no sound on the other side of the phone.

"Dad?"

"Oh, oh, Buddha cards? So, you don't know about Zhang Hui? Do you still dare to use his things? Go to Jiming Temple yourself and ask for a jade Buddha.

"Dad, are you kidding? Can those things in Jiming Temple be compared with your Buddha tablet? But I have seen your Buddha card manifest with my own eyes!

"That's a coincidence, don't talk about it, that's it, I still have business, hang up first!"

"Dudu-

" Listening to the busy tone on the mobile phone, Bai Xiong scolded: "What's special, the old and immortal are so old and so desperate?" Wait!

He got back in the driver's seat, restarted the deflated BMW and drove toward a building not far away.

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Late at night, outside the village of Kinsau.

Yang Ning left Hu Yingying's house with a transparent umbrella.

On the path of the rainy night, he seemed to be walking alone, a little lonely.

In fact, he is indeed walking alone, but he is not alone.

Hu Yingying trembled and looked at the group of little ghosts jumping up and down around Yang Ning, and the rich red light that came out of Yang Ning's cloth bag from time to time, her whole ghost was not good.

Even, she saw that five of the group of imps beside Yang Ning were faintly flashing red!

There are also three black qi on Yang Ning's body, each black qi represents a fierce spirit, and it is not a good stubble!

One of them was Xiaoqing who was a scourge to Wang Jiang, and the other two, Hu Yingying felt the boundless fierce qi and the corpse qi like a dead man!

The anger is Zhang Hui, the corpse gas is Liu Chao, and these two Yang Ning are to be brought back to collect and light the lamp.

That little Qing Hu Yingying could understand that it was Yang Ning's fierce spirit, but what did those other two mean?!

Hu Yingying asked in a hushed voice, "Master Xiao Yang, what are you doing with so many fierce spirits?"

Yang Ning walked unhurriedly in the dark rainy night, "Some help to make a hand, some help to earn money, some use it to help people manifest, and some bring back to light the lamp." Hearing

the words "light the lamp and grow bright", Hu Yingying suddenly rushed.

Yang Ning's departure abruptly went from dark to dawn.

He stood under a high-end apartment building in Cang'er City with a view of the Canghai Sea, put away his umbrella and stood quietly under the eaves, waiting quietly.

The streets before dawn on rainy nights were very quiet without a single pedestrian.

Next to Yang Ning, a pale little hand pulled the corner of his clothes, and a gentle little female ghost whose body was like a piece stuck together appeared, she looked up at Yang Ning and said in a milky voice: "Orange, it's time for breakfast."

In the next second, the little blonde ghost with a delicate face but full of cracks also appeared, she took a towel and said: "Orange, it's time to wash your face, today I want to be a delicate little fairy man!"

On the side, Sun Dafat, who was pulling his large intestine and playing with flowers, looked coldly at the two cute little female ghosts, and shouted loudly: "Orange, it's time to!"

Chen Yamei, who held her head in one hand and a roll of toilet paper in the other, blinked Bolingboling's big eyes and said, "Orange, I have prepared the paper for you!"

After that, she raised her head and turned around, looked at where Yang Ning was standing, and said in a milky voice: "It seems that there is no need to flush today?" Saving trouble is saving trouble, but it just doesn't seem to be very sheltered..."

On the side, Hu Yingying looked at the scene in front of her and asked worriedly: "Master Xiao, Master Xiao Yang, are you living the life of an emperor?"

Yang Ning stretched his waist and said a little lazily: "These little ghosts are still small, you have to let them move more, otherwise the ghosts will be wasted."

For a while, Hu Yingying was a little desperate for her future ghost life.

Yang Ning let the little ghosts around him disperse, and he walked forward with a fist-sized bloody hole in his chest, found an early shop that had just opened, and threw a bowl of crispy rice noodles back.

Along the way, Yang Ning asked Xia Xia three questions: "Do you have to do this?" "

Can't we just do it a little?"

"Lying groove, are you a pervert? How can you be so torturous? After

eating breakfast and returning to the apartment building, Yang Ning waited for about ten minutes, and suddenly, he smiled slightly, looked up and said, "Okay, it's time."

"Say let our Bai always have a good night's sleep, then we have to do what we say."

"After all, gee..."

Upstairs, in a luxuriously decorated sea-view apartment, Bai Xiong woke up on the large bed of one meter and eight models.

Next to him lay a young and beautiful girl.

For people like Bai Xiong, who are one level higher than the rich second generation, sea view big bed rooms, fragrant cars BMW, and beautiful girls are standard.

He may not be as rich as Zhang Chao, who was beaten half-dead by Wang Jiang and drove a Bentley, but he is definitely more comfortable than Zhang Chao.

When he opened his eyes, Bai Xiong's whole person felt a feeling: cool!

Had a great night's sleep!

This does not mean anything else cool, simply refers to sleeping well.

Picking up the Buddha tablet at the end of the bed and bringing it, Bai Xiong got out of bed and took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator, walked to the balcony, looked at the Canghai in the morning drizzle and the Ershan Mountain in the distance, and poured himself a sip of cold beer in the morning breeze.

After a few mouthfuls, Bai Xiong let out a long breath, he glanced back at the girl who was still sleeping on the bed, and thought about whether he wanted to do a morning exercise, at this time -

dingdong!

The doorbell rang.

Bai Xiong's brows frowned slightly, who is this early morning?

He walked behind the door, opened the visual system of the access control, and saw a boy in white standing outside the door.

Well, the boy was quite handsome and looked very Sven, but Bai Xiong was not used to this, but at the moment he watched the boy fall into deep thought.

Like, where have you seen it?

Ding dong!

The doorbell continued to ring, but Bai Xiong did not move.

Ding dong!

The doorbell was still ringing, and Bai Xiong's face changed.

Ding dong!

Bai Xiong sat on the ground with his butt, and his face was not half bloody.

Through the visual system, he clearly saw that the boy outside did not move his hands, but the doorbell in front of him kept ringing.

At this time, the boy outside the door tiptoed slightly.

He smiled at the visual system camera on the door in a downward gesture.

Look over from the perspective of Shiro sitting on the ground inside the door....

It was as if the boy was smiling directly at himself through the door.

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