Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Zhang Donglei on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little worried that the call would be interrupted at any time, so he said everything he wanted to say.

An embarrassed smile appeared on Zhang Wen's face, "Now the methods of these liars are becoming more and more diverse."

Yang Ning continued to carve the doll in his hand, the sharp carving knife flew up and down in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the delicate facial features on the baby's face, which had polished the prototype of the human face, took shape one by one.

Zhang Wen looked at the doll and felt more and more familiar, and as Yang Ning's last knife ended, she was even more stunned!

Because that doll is obviously himself!

"Master Xiao Yang, this, this?"

Putting down the doll in his hand, Yang Ning looked at Zhang Wen with a smile and said, "Sister Wenwen, the body shaping has been completed, and it is almost the last step." When

she heard the three words "Sister Wenwen" in Yang Ning's mouth, Zhang Wen herself was suddenly stunned, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she stared at Yang Ning without blinking!

At this time, Yang Ning slowly picked up the photo that was placed on the table backwards, slowly turned it around and placed it next to his face to show Zhang Wen the front, and asked: "Sister Wenwen, look, have I changed more than I did then?"

Zhang Wen trembled and slowly shifted her gaze from Yang Ning's face to the photo little by little, she saw that the photo was a boy about five or six years old, his eyebrows, facial features, and Yang Ning in front of him at this moment were almost a person!

Suddenly, a look of enlightenment appeared in Zhang Wen's eyes, her eyes blinked several times, and she said in a trembling voice: "You, you are orange?!" "

Huh? Do you remember? I thought it would take you a while to remember me. Yang Ning said with a smile, his eyes calm and his expression soft, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with himself.

Zhang Wen, who was kneeling on the futon, slumped backwards and sat on the ground, she kicked her feet away from Yang Ning little by little, shook her head and said, "No! You are not an orange orange, orange orange was bought by an old maniac, and the old maniac bought more than a hundred from the hands of pourers everywhere, and none of them survived!

"Haha, what an old madman..."

Yang Ning laughed, his gaze looking past Zhang Wen and directly at the boundless dark night outside the store, as if he was recalling the past.

"Three months ago, the old madman was gone, and I buried it."

Zhang Wen wondered: "Old madman, he's dead? "

Dead?"

Yang Ning shook his head and said with a smile: "No, he is not dead, and I will not allow him to die."

As he spoke, Yang Ning reached out and flicked the flame of the candle on the right-hand side of the table, "Ah-" "

Hahahaha! Ah-"

Suddenly, a harsh scream mixed with crazy laughter suddenly sounded in Zhang Wen's ears, this voice seemed familiar to her!

Yang Ning picked up the candle and put it in front of him, and Zhang Wen faintly saw that a terrified and painful old man's face appeared in the constantly jumping flames!

It is the big customer who has bought children from her father Zhang Hui many times, and it is also the old madman she just mentioned!

After the flame, Yang Ning, who was holding a candle, looked at the faintly visible old face in the flame, and a confused look appeared on Sven's handsome face, "Old madman? That's my master, how could I let him die?

At this time, Yang Ning seemed to enjoy it very much and said very gently and softly: "I am a very timid person, and I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child, so... I, lit his soul lamp.

"For the rest of his life, he will always illuminate the darkness around me, forever."

"Forever, forever?"

The faintly visible figure in the lights, hissing in his ears like a fierce ghost, everything that happened in front of him made Zhang Wen's whole person completely stupid!

She looked at the beating flame and said, "Mean, this candle will never, never go out?" "

Never good to extinguish? No

, no, no-" Yang Ning smiled and said, "If I want, this soul lamp can still be extinguished, but I am afraid of the dark, so as long as necessary, I must light a candle."

Saying that, he put the candle back on the table, and the figure in the lamplight disappeared.

Zhang Wen's gaze returned to Yang Ning, her eyes full of endless fear, "That is to say, the old madman, the old madman, will he always feel the pain of his soul burning?"

Yang Ning nodded slowly and said, "Sister Wenwen, don't worry about him, rest assured, he won't be alone, because your father will come to accompany him in a short time."

Zhang Wen swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, and her face was no longer half bloody, "So, what about me?"

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Also, did you light the soul lamp?"

"Orange, orange, I begged my dad at that time, at that time, to tell him not to sell you, but I can't be the master!"

When this sentence came out, Zhang Wen's whole mood was on the verge of collapse, and she almost couldn't stop crying.

"You? You won't be lit by the soul lamp..."

As he spoke, Yang Ning's gaze fell on the long dress on Zhang Wen's body, and a very enjoyable and confused look appeared on his face again: "Sister Wenwen, the white long skirt is not suitable for you, the red one is better."

Zhang Wen nodded hurriedly: "I'll change it when I go back!" I'll never wear a white dress again! No!

"I won't wear any white clothes in the future, I will only wear red, orange, please spare my life!" Is it okay to spare my life?

"Sister Wenwen begs you! In the beginning, among so many children, I took special care of you, if you let me go, I will definitely do good every day in the future, can I do it?

Yang Ning pushed the carved wooden figure towards Zhang Wen, and slowly smiled: "Sister Wenwen, let's play a game, right?"

"Not counting those you sold, you killed a total of twelve people."

Speaking of this, Yang Ning stretched out his finger to the pedestrian street outside the store, "Now, there are more than 10,000 pedestrians on this street, and those twelve people are hidden in these ten thousand people, in the many shops you have visited in the past month.

"I give you twelve minutes in the hope that you will find them and fulfill their wishes, you complete one, I will take one less part from you, and if you complete all twelve, then your sins will be atoned for."

After speaking, Yang Ning picked up his mobile phone and turned on the stopwatch, pointed the screen at Zhang Wen, and said with a smile: "Twelve minutes, seven hundred and twenty seconds, now, start." "

Drip!

He pressed the start button and the seconds flew away.

"No, no, no!"

Zhang Wen shook her head in horror and said, "Orange, you, you can't do this to me, can't!"

"Please, give my sister a way to live, please!"

Yang Ning: "Seventeen seconds have passed, eighteen seconds, nineteen seconds

!!..."

Zhang Wen let out a hoarse shout, didn't care about putting on shoes, turned around and ran out of the store barefoot!

After she left, in Yang Ning's shop, fourteen small ghost figures appeared at the same time.

They sat in a row and looked out in unison.

"Here it comes, Orange's favorite part of refining red clothes!"

"That woman probably can't think of dying, and the reason why she didn't die simply is that she doesn't have enough resentment."

"Because she knows that she is deeply guilty..."

"That's why Orange Orange deliberately tortured her and accumulated her resentment!"

"Hope before despair, despair after hope, Orange Orange said that this is the most torturous."

"It feels like Orange Orange has a morbid fascination with things like refining red clothes and lighting sky lanterns."

"Uh-huh, I think so, as soon as he sees a target that meets the requirements, it's like, like..."

Suddenly, a dozen imps all went quiet.

Behind them, the smile on Yang Ning's face gradually froze.

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