C148 Psychic Summoning(3)

"Come, come, come towards me!"

Fang Zishu waved his hand towards the lost soul of the Professor Xu.

From the soul's eyes, Fang Zishu saw endless confusion and fear.

To be safe, Fang Zishu took out a red line from his waist, a red line that was soaked in cinnabar water.

Yeah, look over here, continue looking over here, Professor Xu, you can do it!

Fang Zishu was like a baby sitter