Even though the demon Buddha Paihe is smiling now, Yang Ning remembers that this is also someone who once wanted to kill himself.
It's just that now I am forced by the situation and have no choice but to bow to myself.
Maybe he might be of some use to me, and his ability to flatter someone is okay.
But just like that angel, this demon Buddha who was summoned from another dimension has come, so the process that needs to be followed is still indispensable.
Just when Yang Ning was about to make a decision, Pai He said with a sad face: "Is it really the law? Will a being like you follow the crowd like this?"
Yang Ning: "???"
Good guy, what can this demon Buddha see through his mind?
Yang Ning asked doubtfully: "Are you the roundworm in my stomach?"
Pai He: "Am I worthy?"
Yang Ning had nothing to say, there wasn't a single word of this demon Buddha that he didn't like.
"Ahem!"
He coughed lightly, and Xia Tian took out the second soul lamp candle.
When he looked at the candle, he saw that the soul of the demon Buddha in front of him was the same as the soul of the angel just now, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"No, no, master, expert, god? Isn't this a bit too much?"
Pai He burst into tears and said, "Little master, little god! Look at me, I'm just a lost lamb!"
"Why do you need such a treasure to govern me?"
He grabbed Yang Ning's trousers with tears in his eyes, "Master! Put your hands away, what do you think of this?"
"I'll light a fire myself and bake myself for a few days to make you smile. Can we forget about this precious candle?"
Yang Ning patted the demon Buddha on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this thing is not precious. I can have as much as I want."
"Not bad for you."
Paihe: "..."
Raising his hand, he glanced at the soul lamp candle in Xia Tian's hand. Phew!
The flames leaped.
But the flame flickered and seemed to be extinguished soon, because it was a soul lamp, and it could not last long without a soul as long as it was a candle.
Yang Ning looked at the demon Buddha kneeling in front of him. The latter looked pleading and wanted to speak again, "Shut up."
These two words came out of Yang Ning's mouth, and the demon Buddha's mouth was shut tightly as if it was sewn shut.
Nothing else, even Yang Ning himself found that this Pai He was a master at manipulating people's hearts. If he were really allowed to say a few more words, then...
After all, Yang Ning still feels that she is too kind.
How could a hard-hearted person here be persuaded to be soft-hearted by this demonic Buddha?
With this in mind, Yang Ning waved and turned Pai He's soul into black smoke and introduced it to the soul lamp in his hand.
The whole process went smoothly and even sped up a bit.
Sizzle!
Suddenly, black smoke rose from the flame on the soul lamp candle, and the flickering flame that might be extinguished at any time suddenly became stable.
At the same time, drops of lamp oil began to gather, which were also the tears of the demon Buddha.
But what was different from the previous soul lamp was that in the dancing firelight, the looming face covered with magic patterns of Pai He did not curse, but kept wailing and crying, and slapped himself in the face.
But Yang Ning seemed not to notice. He placed the lamp of the Demon Buddha under the right side of the wall behind him and hung his purple and gold Demon Buddha's hand bone on it.
As the lights flickered, the already radiant hand bones of the Demon Buddha suddenly became a bit more golden.
Only then did he notice the phantom of the demon Buddha who kept slapping his face.
After thinking about it, Yang Ning finally felt a little compassion. He said to the demon Buddha's hand bone: "In this way, I played a game with Mr. Angel, and I will also play a game with you."
"I gave the angel next door to him a month's deadline, and I'll give you a deadline as well."
"The same month is calculated as thirty days."
"In this month, whenever I need you, you will come out and cook me a meal."
"If the meal you cook satisfies me, then I will give you one day off. But if the meal you cook does not satisfy me, then I will give you three days extra."
"When the number of days ends, the flame of your soul lamp will be extinguished."
After Yang Ning finished speaking, Lingwa's shop became quiet.
The face of the Demon Buddha in the candlelight was first stunned, then happy, and then suspicious.
He felt that there was a high probability of a trap in this game.
Behind Yang Ning, several kiddies looked at each other, and then they gathered together to chatter.
"No, how many times does Chengcheng eat takeout a day?"
"With this cooking takeout, you should eat less, right?"
"Satisfied, satisfied! You can't reduce the number of days by cooking. You have to make Chengcheng satisfied to reduce the number of days!"
"I understand! Chengcheng is using the soul lamp to refine Hongyi! Give him hope first and then let him down. He is accumulating the resentment of the demon Buddha!"
The few little ghosts were not far away from Yang Ning, and their chirping sounds reached Yang Ning's ears, as well as the beating flame of Pai He's candle.
Yang Ning said with a slight embarrassment: "Don't take it to heart, those brats guessed wrong."
Pai He: "I'm familiar with this."
Yang Ning: "Huh?"
Pai He: "Wu Laoliu Hotel, you said similar things."
Yang Ning: "Ah? Really? I can't even remember!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and boom!
The flames on the soul lamp turned into tongues of fire and sprang up, causing the demon Buddha inside to let out a heart-rending scream——
"God! I was wrong, wrong! Ah!!"
After placing the Demon Buddha, Yang Ning looked at the next piece of loot.
Dragon teeth.
Having seen what happened to the two seniors in front, at this moment, a mass of black energy was trembling between Yang Ning's fingers.
Seeing Yang Ning take out the dragon tooth that was carved by him and was the size of an ordinary person's arm, a group of brats stared at it with wide eyes.
Even the clay figurine Tugong, who had been left to dry in the corner all night and half the day, he held his breath and looked over.
That is a real giant dragon soul. Does this also need to be lit? !
However, even though the little ghosts and the land recognized that this giant dragon soul might need to be treated with caution, in Yang Ning's hands...
Hang the dragon tooth directly between the angel wings and the demon Buddha's hand bone, put the soul lamp directly on it, and flick the wick casually, whoosh!
Dark blue and lavender flames jumped up.
After that, Yang Ning held the black smoke between his fingers with one hand and fell on the candle wick, sizzling!
Although the color of the flames was slightly different, just like before, the moment the flames started, traces of black smoke rose up!
At the same time, the dragon's tears gathered under the flames.
Yang Ning repeated this set of movements three times, and it was smooth and smooth.
There was no hesitation in the middle.
It seemed as if what he was dealing with now was not a giant dragon soul, but just an ordinary evil person.
At this time, Big Fatty Sun, who was burnt black by the electricity, said: "That's a giant dragon soul. Is it treated like this? I still want to ask it some questions..."
In the corner, Ming Ming, dressed in bloody red clothes and holding a diary in his hand, looked at Yang Ning with morbid madness in her eyes. She murmured: "In his eyes, angels, demons, dragons, and... The only difference between ordinary people is that they look different.”
"That's all."
"And the criterion for whether he lights a lamp or not is not based on his appearance."
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