"You want me to die..."

Zhao Laomo looked at Xiao Chen.

"Third brother, I have not offended you."

"Find some time, let's have a fight."

Xue Chunqiu looked at Xiao Chen, full of fighting spirit.

"Haha, Lao Xue, you have made a breakthrough, do you think you can do it?"

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Okay, when my arm is completely healed, I'll play with you."

"good."

Xue Chunqiu nodded.

Ten minutes later, Su Shiming and the others came back.

"Is it solved?"

Su Shiming asked.

"Not yet, the old fortune teller will make a big formation later."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"Set up a formation? How can we help?"

Su Shiming asked again.

"We can just watch the fun. We don't understand this aspect either."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Grandpa, do you still want to build an altar?"

Su Xiaomeng asked.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

The old fortune teller is curious.

"Because that's how it's done in zombie movies."

Su Xiaomeng replied.

"Set up an altar, set up formations and practice..."

"Haha, I'm not a Taoist priest."

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Come on, let's go outside."

Everyone followed the old fortune teller and came outside.

The old fortune teller raised his hand, and the soul-calling flag stood in mid-air, as did the small tripod and gourd.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a few more jade tokens and threw them out.

"When the time comes, everyone will be within this range and use the power of our Qi and blood to play a role."

said the old fortune teller.

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded, this was what the two of them had discussed on the way back.
Chapter completed!