The old fortune teller also drank tea and asked.

"Well, it's much easier, especially after drinking this spiritual tea, I feel more refreshed and light, and I feel like I'm ascending in the sun."

Xiao Chen said seriously.

"Okay, give it."

The old fortune teller opened the drawer and threw him a tea pot without waiting for Xiao Chen to say anything.

"hey-hey."

Xiao Chen took it and grinned.

"Old fortune teller, grand!"

Then he opened the tea pot, first looked, then smelled it.

"This time the spiritual tea seems to be better than the last time?"

"Well, I got it in the no-man's land."

The old fortune teller said.

"What? No Man's Land?"

Xiao Chen was a little surprised.

"When you look for the golden spirit?"

"right."

The old fortune teller said something and poured another cup for Xiao Chen.

"This tea is good for the soul."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was even more surprised and hurriedly drank another drink.

This time, he felt it carefully and found that after a cup of hot tea, there was heat wandering around, and it was not wandering around casually, but it was straight to the middle of his eyebrows.

This heat stays in the middle of the eyebrows and slowly dissipates.

Only his soul is strong and his perception is amazing. If it were an ordinary person, he would not feel it at all.

"It really has an effect on the soul."

Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller.

“It’s amazing.”

"You are here, it's better for Su Yunfei's business?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"right."

Speaking of "Su Yunfei", Xiao Chen put down the tea jar first.

"You said you want to prepare, what preparations should be made? What can I do?"

"Last time you told me, did you get something in Siam?"

The old fortune teller thought about it and asked.

"What soul-catching bell, soul-summoning banner?"

"yes."

Xiao Chen nodded and thought of something immediately.

“Can you use it?”

"Take it out and I'll take a look first. If it's easy to use, I don't need to prepare anymore."

The old fortune teller said.

"good."

Xiao Chen said, taking out the soul-catching bell.

"I've sent the soul-summoning banner to someone. If I need it, I can call him and ask him to bring the soul-summoning banner over."

"No hurry, I'll take a look first."

The old fortune teller took the soul-catching bell and looked at it carefully.

"I heard that this soul-catching bell can capture people's souls thousands of miles away...it really kills people invisibly."

Xiao Chen introduced.

"There are no so many murders invisibly? I am in front of me, and it can't capture it."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"However, for ordinary people, it is indeed a big weapon of killing."

"Then can this thing find Lao Su's soul?"

Xiao Chen asked hurriedly.

"I'll take a look first."

The old fortune teller said, shaking it gently for a few times, making a crisp sound.

The next second, his eyes seemed to change, and the soul-catching bell in his eyes was no longer what he had just looked like.

Xiao Chen didn't notice anything unusual, and saw the old fortune teller staring at the soul-catching bell and shaking it constantly.

"It's available, but it's not very useful... You can ask someone to bring the soul-summoning banner too."

The old fortune teller's eyes returned to normal, he said.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded, no matter whether it is of great use or not, it is enough to be useful.

"I have some more here, look..."

Then, he took out all the things he got in Siam.

"These are not very useful to the soul...well?"

The old fortune teller's eyes fell on the black sack, picked it up and took a closer look.

"Is this what Siam got?"

"Yes, they said it was a wuluoba."

Xiao Chen introduced.

"Wuluoba? Haha."

The old fortune teller smiled, with a bit of mockery.

"What do they know?"

"Hmm? Old fortune teller, what is this?"

Xiao Chen looked at the black sack.

"Don't tell me, this is the Qiankun Bag?"

"Qiankun Bag?"

The old fortune teller was stunned and then shook his head.

"No, it should be the Black God Bag."

"Black God Bag? It's not as good as Wu Luo Bag."

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"What's the use?"

"Can store the soul."

The old fortune teller said.

"However, I can't be sure whether it is a Black God Bag."

"Then you're still laughing at the Siam sailor... I thought you could be sure of what it is."

Xiao Chen was speechless.

"Well, it's almost the same."

The old fortune teller fiddled with it for a few times.

"This black sack is here first."

"Well, if you are useful, you can take it... and these are there. See if it is useful. If it is useful, you can take it all."

Xiao Chen pointed to the soul-catching bell in front of him and said.
To be continued...