Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Yang Ning didn't use any means against the old monk, but the old monk just left.

First, he was indeed older, and secondly, his eldest incense master left, and the old monk's own spirit was gone.

People in their nineties have lost their heart, and it is only a matter of a moment's effort to leave.

As for why he is worth three good causes, perhaps he has touched so many people in his long chanting career?

Or is it good in itself to practice in front of an ancient Buddha?

As for his greed for the merit of incense, who can say whether it is right or wrong?

The old monk who fell to the ground was motionless, Yang Ning did not say a word, and the monks on the side did not even dare to go up and carry people away.

It wasn't until Yang Ning waved his hand that the monks hurriedly left carrying the old monk's limbs.

Outside the temple gate, next to Bai Chang's body, Jing Yu raised his hand and gently brushed Summer's face, "Summer, my mother is looking for you, it's so hard to find..." Summer

blinked, he was too young to understand the hardship in Jing Yu's words.

Holding Summer in his arms, Jing Yu turned to Yang Ning and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Yang Ning's eyes were soft, and he said with a smile: "No need, your grievances are about to dissipate, time is running out, let's say goodbye to your son." Jing

Yu grimaced with tears on her face, only this time it was no longer a bloody tear, she stared at the summer all the time, kept looking, it seemed that she couldn't see enough, and wanted to completely keep the appearance of summer in her eyes and heart.

"Child, mother is leaving..." Summer

was very young when he left Jingyu, so small that he didn't remember much about his mother.

But he knew that the woman in front of him was willing to come across thousands of miles from the distant Central Plains Province to find herself, and was willing to turn into a ghost and eat human flesh after learning the cause of her death.

He ran to Yang Ning, grabbed Yang Ning's clothes and asked, "Orange, can you leave my mother behind?"

Yang Ning shook his head and said: "After being a lonely soul wild ghost for more than ten years, she has not been offered, and she has not devoured anyone's living soul before today, her resentment has been almost consumed, once it dissipates today, it can only leave a trace of residual thoughts, and it is absolutely impossible to stay completely."

A look of loneliness appeared on Summer's face, but a relieved smile appeared on Jingyue's dark grimace, "Thank you Master for upholding justice for my son, and thank you Master for being willing to take my son Summer to see the beauty of this world again, his life is too short, I have nothing else to ask for to have such a result."

Jing Yu said, and her ghost figure began to slowly dissipate.

Yang Ning stepped forward and sighed, "This world is very good, but it's a little unfair to you two mothers.

"If you want, I can refine the remnants of your loss of resentment into a blessed spirit and seal it into the doll's body, and if someone else invites you in the future, you can also shelter people."

At this time, Summer stepped forward and added: "You can also make some money!" "

Yang Ning:"

..." "Cough, that, Jing Yu eldest sister, you know, the beauty of this world needs to be paved with money..." Yang Ning's

voice became quieter and quieter the more he spoke, it seemed that this person would also have embarrassment times.

Jing Yu smiled and said: "Master, I am a few years older than you, I understand what you said, if I still have some use, Master just take it."

At this point, Jing Yu's entire figure was already like a thin layer of black smoke, and at the last moment of this ghost life, her gaze completely stayed on her son, until she completely dissipated and turned into a wisp of gray smoke and flew into Yang Ning's fingers.

At this time, half past seven.

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Eight o'clock, the Bodhisattva Hall.

"Hmm!"

Yang Lan, a female police officer who was looking at the statue of the Bodhisattva in a daze, suddenly woke up, she immediately turned her head to look around, and found that Yang Ning was looking at her with a smile next to her, and she was immediately relieved.

Yang Ning smiled and asked, "Let's go?"

"Good, good!"

Female police officer Yang Lan was not as cold as before, and looking at Yang Ning's handsome and Sven face, her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

As soon as the two of them left the hall, suddenly, Yang Lan's face was bloodless.

She remembered very well that when she first came to Chongwen Temple, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon!

In other words, five hours passed when he was stunned in the bodhisattva hall!

Yang Lan didn't know what to say, she only felt the cold wind behind her!

Looking at the bodhisattvas and Vajra in the surrounding Buddhist halls, I only feel as if I can come back to life at any time!

"Big sister, let's go?"

At this time, Yang Ning's words next to her made Yang Lan come back from her fear, and she followed Yang Ning to leave quickly.

As soon as she came out of the gate of Chongwen Temple, Yang Lan saw police lights flickering in the rain curtain, and the outside of Chongwen Temple was full of police officers, as well as special police officers with guns.

Police officers in raincoats carried a stretcher to take away Bai Chang on the ground and the old monk in the temple, and the others looked at their side in horror.

To be precise, he was looking at Yang Ning beside him.

Yang Lan did not see the figure of Lei Ming from the oppressive police officer in front of her, she only saw Zhang Donglei and a strange man in leather clothes.

The man stood in the rain with a black umbrella and wore sunglasses even in the dark.

Zhang Donglei, who was wearing a raincoat, had inexplicable fear in his voice: "Yang Lan! Stay away from him, stay away from him! "

Huh?"

Yang Lan looked at Yang Ning beside him and quickly stood aside.

Disheveled!

With a light sound, Yang Ning opened a transparent umbrella and held it above his head, stepped on the rain in front of the temple, and strode forward.

Behind him, Yang Lan's eyes seemed to be fixed on him.

Yang Ning walked up to the man in leather, looked into the crowd of police officers, and asked with a smile: "What about Team Lei?" Where did he go? The

man in leather wearing sunglasses did not speak, he lit a cigarette for himself, next to him, Zhang Donglei said: "Team Lei is sick and has taken a leave."

Yang Ning nodded, "Really? That's really unfortunate..." After

saying that, he turned to leave, and at this time, the man in leather spoke: "Chen Tao was pressed down by the people behind you, Lei Ming can't fight you, change me to play with you?"

Yang Ning looked back and asked, "Which unit?" The

man in leather showed Yang Ning a black wallet and opened it to reveal the documents inside: Special Affairs Administration, third-level special service squadron leader, Cao Liangming.

"Special Administration, have you heard of it?"

Yang Ning was silent for a moment, "You're new here, right?

Cao Liangliang was slightly stunned, "How do you know?"

Yang Ning turned back, walked to the leather-clothed man and smiled: "A third-level special agent, you can take the case on your own when you come up, hey, excellent!"

Cao Mingming's tone was cold: "The seniors are busy, enough to deal with you and me!"

"Yes! Busy!

Yang Ning nodded and said: "Six second-level special agents with yin pupils, none of them are free, they are really busy, aren't they the Cao team?"

The pupils in Cao Mingming's eyes after sunglasses tightened sharply, "You, know us?!"

Yang Ning took out a photo and placed it in front of Cao Liangming, with a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes on it.

"Do I know if you guys don't matter, since you are in the Cao team, then let's play?"

Yang Ning smiled and said: "My next target is this person in the photo, of course, I don't mean to kill him, don't misunderstand, my casual words can't be evidence."

"I mean, I'll give him a little gift."

"It's like the gift he gave to my little friend back then."

"How is it, Team Cao, play?"

Yang Ning gently put the photo in the pocket on the chest of Cao Mingming's blouse, and flicked it with a "click".

With his flick, Cao Mingming's whole person also followed suit.

Patting Cao Mingming's slightly trembling shoulder with one hand, Yang Ning smiled calmly: "If you don't have the courage to play, just learn from your predecessors."

"It's not because you're lucky that you can take on my case, and it's not that your superiors appreciate you, but... No one in your bureau dares to take my business.

After that, Yang Ning laughed a few times, patted Cao Mingming's face and turned to leave.

In the dark rainy night, a white clad umbrella walked forward, and the police officers in front automatically gave way.

After Yang Ning's figure completely disappeared, Cao Liangliang gasped and came back to his senses, he trembled and stretched out his hand and took out the photo that Yang Ningstuffi gave himself, in addition to the person on the front of the photo, I saw a line written on the back of the photo -

"Unlucky rookie, welcome to our world."

The drop is a grimace with a smile.

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