However, things were not as rosy as Xie Xun thought.

When he returned to Spiegel, the proprietress was playing with an object in her position with great interest.

"What is this?"

Xie Xun sat down opposite the proprietress and poured himself a glass of water.

The proprietress handed the thing to Xie Xun.

Xie Xun saw the whole picture of it from the red satin cloth bag.

It turned out that this was a hand rattle, but the three parts of the bell, the handle and the hammer of this hand rattle were disassembled for some reason, and the handle was made of leather, which looked like a certain age.

On the body of the bell, two seal scripts were engraved, and Xie Xun took a closer look and asked, "Seven killings?" ”

The hostess nodded.

Xie Xun took the rattle in his hand again, and it was quite weighty.

"Where did this come from?"

After Xie Xun's words were asked, the proprietress took out a courier note from the side, and then said, "I put it at the door of the store this morning." ”

"Leave it in front of the store?" Xie Xun was a little surprised, although Spiegel sometimes has express delivery, but basically it is handled at the express service point not far away, generally speaking, the courier will not come to the door in person, because, for many passers-by, even passing by, they will ignore the existence of such a café.

So there is a courier or something at the door, which can be said to be a strange thing for Xie Xun and the proprietress to do.

"Can you find out who sent it?"

Xie Xun said, took the express bill in his hand, and looked at it.

Then. He suddenly realized that this courier bill was just a pretense, because it was only written on it, and the address was not even written.

Seeing this, the proprietress spoke: "I think, tonight, we should have guests again." ”

Xie Xun nodded: "Yes, no matter how you look at this, someone else deliberately put it at the door, but since they all came, they didn't come in, which is very strange." ”

The proprietress did not explain Xie Xun's strangeness. Just go to the side and get ready to warm up the café.

It won't be long. Sure enough, a guest came to the door, and the person who came was an old gentleman of a certain age, and he greeted Xie Xun and the proprietress politely.

After the proprietress sat him down, he said, "That's right. I left this thing at the door. ”

"So. What are you trying to do? Xie Xun asked puzzled. Could it be that he wants the proprietress to identify the antiquities for him?

The old gentleman took the bell, handle, and hammer of the rattle out of the red silk cloth with his hand, and then took out a few small tools from the bag he was carrying.

In front of Xie Xun and the proprietress . Little by little, he assembled the rattle.

After assembling it, he didn't forget to wrap a small cotton bag around the hammer, and then said, "I've heard that souls can be bought and sold here, is it true?" ”

Hearing this, the proprietress suddenly laughed: "Yes, welcome to the Ghost Exchange, I am the boss here." ”

Every time the proprietress says "Welcome to the Ghost Exchange, I'm the boss here." Xie Xun knew that the guests would see a huge bronze door suddenly appear in front of them, and then wait for them to open the door themselves.

This bronze door, he had seen it at the earliest, but all he saw behind the door were two rows of red candlesticks, and it was really because of this that the proprietress knew that Xie Xun was not an ordinary person, and he was not a "guest" of the ghost exchange.

Therefore, when the proprietress first started, she actually did not actively induce Xie Xun to do soul trading.

Now, when Xie Xun became a trader on the Ghost Exchange, he began to understand the meaning of this bronze door.

To put it simply, the people who take the initiative to open this door are actually taking the initiative to open Pandora's box.

The moment they pushed open the bronze door, they were no longer protected by the gods, so that within the limits of the contract of the transaction, the proprietress was free to claim everything from them.

Xie Xun watched as the bronze door appeared in the old man's consciousness space, and then the door was closed like this all the time, with no intention of opening it at all.

Xie Xun turned his gaze to the proprietress and the proprietress also frowned, so she could only withdraw her thoughts and let the old gentleman return from the subconscious to reality.

All this was actually only a moment for the old gentleman, he just saw a bronze door, and then this door was a little bit away, and finally he saw everything in the mirror again.

The old gentleman only regained consciousness after a few seconds, and this speed seemed to show that he was not a mortal, so he continued to speak: "Ah, this is the ghost exchange, it seems that I am not wrong, I want to know, this soul trade, do you only sell souls, or also collect souls?" ”

Hearing this, Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, this guy wants to sell his soul to the Ghost Exchange?

And the proprietress only darkened her eyes, and then said, "You mean this soul bell?" ”

The old gentleman smiled: "Exactly, there is an ancient soul in the soul bell in your face, I don't know if the boss lady is interested?" ”

With that, he took off the cotton bag from the hammer and shook it gently.

"Ding......

It's just an extremely faint ringtone, but Xie Xun feels that his head is shaken and hurts, this ringtone can deter souls!

It's no wonder that the rattle was disassembled when it was sent, but now it has to be wrapped in a cotton bag even after it is packed. If one accidentally rings on the road, can't it be a big deal?

And just when Xie Xun was thinking about this, the proprietress laughed: "Interesting, you want to sell me this soul bell?" What are the conditions of the transaction? ”

After the proprietress finished speaking, the old gentleman said, "No, I don't want to sell you this soul bell, but I want to sell you the spirit locked in this soul bell." ”

After listening to this somewhat convoluted sentence, the proprietress replied: "Hehe, joke, if you don't give me this soul bell, what is the use of the spirit in this?" ”

After the proprietress finished speaking, the old gentleman's face seemed to show a look of embarrassment.

Then the proprietress reached for the soul bell that had been placed on the table, and removed the cotton cloth that had been wrapped under it. Then the sound of "jingle bells" rang out.

Xie Xun only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly the soul bell seemed to suddenly turn into six, spinning in the sky above the mirror, and the bells echoed each other.

"Tianfu, Tianliang, Tianji, Tiantong, Tianxiang, Seven Killings ......"

Following the words of the proprietress, the six soul-conjuring bells were arranged neatly and shone with a starry appearance.

It was only at this time that Xie Xun understood that in fact, it seemed to have become six soul bells, but in fact, there was only the previous one, which occupied the position of seven kills that the boss lady said, and the other five were just illusions made by the boss lady.

"There are six in total, sell me one, you should have five more, you don't lose money on this deal."

The proprietress said, reached out and took the Seven Killings Soul Bell in her hand. (To be continued......)