Yang Ning put her hand on the kneeling corpse's head, put away the smile on her face, and said softly: "Damn it, don't light the lamp."
After saying that, boom——
In the dark room, the mummy kneeling on the ground suddenly burst into flames!
This time, the mummy did not feel any pain. The dwarf on the side only felt the fire in front of him flash out and then go out. Looking at it again, "Lord Taichang" who was still there just now had completely disappeared.
Not even a trace of fly ash was left.
In the dark room, there was only an imperceptible black smoke lingering between Yang Ning's fingers.
Considering that the subjectivity of this "Lord Taichang" in his evil deeds was still a little worse than those who had his soul lamp lit, Yang Ning waved him away and made him disappear completely between heaven and earth.
Next, Yang Ning looked at the three remaining coffins in the darkroom.
He walked to the first coffin and saw that there was also a mummy wearing Song Dynasty official uniform lying in the coffin.
Compared with the one that Yang Ning had just dispersed, this mummy was obviously much smaller.
Yang Ning yawned and asked, "Sir, what is your function?"
The zombie in the coffin howled "Uh huh" several times.
The dwarf on the side quickly came up and said: "This is Lord Jianzheng of Qintian Prison, who specializes in telling people's fortunes."
Yang Ning asked quietly: "Is it really just fortune telling? Have you ever done anything else? Have you ever maliciously tampered with other people's fortunes?"
"For example, transferring one person's luck to other people?"
"Uh-huh!"
The mummy in the coffin was so anxious that he kept whispering, and the dwarf on the side said hesitantly: "If, if you don't believe it, why not do your own calculations?"
Yang Ning smiled.
He lay on the edge of the coffin and looked at the mummy inside and said: "You see, you will be punished sooner or later for doing bad things. Now, even the deacon of the Imperial City Department who has served you for a thousand years is not willing to speak for you. "
"Uh-huh!"
The mummy roared at the dwarf. The dwarf turned his head and didn't even look at it. He just silently moved a few steps behind Yang Ning.
Then the dwarf said: "Guest, the kind of supervisor you mentioned has indeed been done, but the last time was fifty years ago, and the person who changed his fortune at that time used the spirit of his own descendants. Luck has not harmed others."
Yang Ning took out the turtle shell and turned it around twice on his finger, then nodded and said, "Okay..."
He hesitated for a moment and closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.
In one corner, Fatty Sun and Hong Hong squatted on the ground with their faces in their hands, their blood-red hands.
Fatty Sun muttered in a low voice: "Whenever this expression appears on Chengcheng's face..."
Hong Hong: "It's when the fate of a person or a ghost is decided."
On one side, Ming Ming, dressed in red clothes, appeared holding a diary.
The small pale dead face stared straight at Yang Ning, tilted his head slightly, raised his red and black lips, and said sadly: "Yes, when dealing with the life or death of any thing, he has to think about it in detail for a few seconds, so that he can be responsible." So loving!”
Big Fatty and Honghong on one side were speechless.
"whee!"
The smiling Xia Tian and Little Bald Head appeared, and Little Bald Head said cheerfully: "A blind guess, this one should be, uh uh——"
Xia Tian covered the little bald man's mouth and said: "You are not allowed to say! What did you tell Chengcheng to say?!"
Over there, Yang Ning's thinking seemed to have an answer. He opened his eyes and said calmly: "Damn it, don't light the lamp."
After saying that, he slapped the coffin with a "slap" and shouted——
There was a strong surge of air, and the mummy in the coffin turned directly into a human-shaped powder!
It still looks like a mummy, but in fact the bones and carrion inside are all separated!
Wow!
When the breeze blew, the entire mummy collapsed completely like a pile of sand and fell to the bottom of the coffin.
"This method of treatment is called weathering."
Yang Ning said as he walked past the empty second coffin and came to the third coffin.
"My lord, what is your function?"
This time the mummy in the coffin was more upright, staring at Yang Ning with no intention of speaking.
Yang Ning was immediately in awe.
Ever since he was eight years old, he had rarely seen an underworld creature that dared to be so tough in front of him.
After the age of ten, there are not very few, but absolutely none.
Just when Yang Ning wanted to ask another question, the dwarf stepped forward and asked, "Grand Bachelor? Are you still there, Grand Bachelor?"
The mummy lay motionless.
The dwarf turned to Yang Ning and said, "Guest, the bachelor has already taken the first step."
Yang Ning: "???"
Reaching towards the top of his head, Yang Ning smiled calmly: "No, he didn't leave."
The dwarf turned back to confirm, turned around and said to Yang Ning: "The guest is really gone."
Yang Ning let go and said, "Look back again."
The dwarf turned around and said helplessly: "As early as a few days ago, there was no carrion on the torso of the great bachelor, and today I am frightened like this by you again - oh!"
"Grand Bachelor, you scared our whole family to death!"
I saw that in the coffin, the mummy wearing the academic uniform of the Song Dynasty was shivering!
The little dwarf jumped aside in a hurry and said tremblingly: "Grandmaster, it is enough for an ordinary person to die once. You have not died twice, so you are really lucky!"
The great bachelor in the coffin looked at Yang Ning and was trembling, unable to say "Uh huh".
Yang Ning said with a smile: "He? It's not like he didn't die, he drifted too slowly and I caught him again!"
After speaking, Yang Ning looked at the mummy of the bachelor and said, "Hmm?"
Grand Bachelor, Dwarf: "..."
Gnome: "Guest, your pronunciation sounds like you came from the wild land in the south?"
Don't tell me, during the Song Dynasty, Caiyun seemed like...
Yang Ning rolled her eyes and ignored the topic, "Grand Bachelor, what is your function?"
"Uh-huh-huh..."
The dwarf translated: "The great scholar predicts the blessings of the next life."
After finishing speaking, the dwarf added: "Guest, the bachelor has not received any guests in the past three hundred years. What do you think?"
Yang Ning was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "You're doing this business for the rest of your life? It's a bit shabby!"
The dwarf glanced at the Grand Master and said in a low voice: "Guest, the Grand Master is not very good at accumulating reputation in his profession, unlike the previous two, so, there are not many guests."
Yang Ning nodded, which is completely understandable.
After closing his eyes and thinking for a few seconds, Yang Ning said: "I don't want to die, I don't want to light the lamp, but my life is about to end."
"Grand Bachelor, go ahead, I won't stop you this time."
The mummy in the coffin seemed to relax instantly, "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!"
The dwarf translator said: "Guest, the grand maester said he thanked you, you are a good man!"
"Um?"
The dwarf couldn't laugh or cry and said: "It means literally! It really means literally! Guest, the great bachelor is an ancient man! He doesn't understand the connotation!"
Yang Ning didn't want to get entangled with the bachelor, so he walked straight to the last coffin.
Before she even got there, Yang Ning smiled and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Damn it, this one must be lit!"
However, when Yang Ning walked to the coffin, she found that the coffin was empty.
There is nothing inside.
The smile on Yang Ning's face did not change at all. He said softly: "Run away?"
"But, in this Liangcheng city, where can you run to?"
In the dark underground chamber, the dwarf was trembling, the two dead people were so scared that they froze in place, and the little ghosts in the corner laughed "hehe" and "hehe"...
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