Looking at the smile that reappeared on Tang Luo's face, the stall owner slowly let out a sigh of relief.x23us.

For a moment just now, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and his whole body was chilling.

"You remember my mobile phone number. If you have any clues, call me... Remember, even if it is just a clue, I won't let you work in vain."

Tang Luo said, taking out a bank card.

"I want the things on your stall, so swipe the card."

"Ah? Oh."

The stall owner was overjoyed and hurriedly took out the card swipe machine and swiped the card.

After finishing the card, Tang Luo picked up a not-so-large porcelain bottle from the stall.

"I just want this, other things, please keep it and continue to fool others...I'll wait for your phone call."

After saying that, Tang Luo took the bottle and stood up and left the stall.

The stall owner looked at Tang Luo's back and was stunned and took away a bottle?

Could it be that bottle is what kind of treasure?

But when he thought of the 1.5 million he had already obtained, he became excited again. Even if the bottle was a treasure, what could it do? Could it be worth 1.5 million?

"Jade pendant...Tang?"

After being excited, the stall owner picked up the piece of paper, looked at the jade pendant on it carefully, and carefully put it away.

One million is not a small amount!

After Tang Luo left the stall, he took the bottle and continued to turn it around.

At the same time, he used the nameless technique to absorb the faint spiritual energy from it.

Although not too many, no matter how small the legs of a mosquito is, it is still fleshy, and it’s too small to accumulate!

As for the stall owner, he still looks forward to it.

As the saying goes, snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths. Perhaps, the stall owner will bring him some unexpected joy!

It is always right to cast a wide net.

As long as he can find his family, not to mention one million, even one billion or one billion, he will not blink.

"This little friend, I don't know... can I show you the bottle in your hand?"

Just as Tang Luo squatted in front of another stall and wanted to see what good things were, a sound came from beside him.

Tang Luo turned his head and saw an old man wearing glasses standing next to him. His hair was gray and he looked a bit elegant, like an old professor.

"Haha, of course."

Tang Luo smiled and nodded, handed over the bottle in his hand.

"Thanks."

The old man took it, looked at it carefully, and even took out a miniature magnifying glass from his pocket.

Tang Luo looked at the old man's posture and chuckled. He looked like an antique play.

And he...even if he is not a rookie, he is just a beginner.

Seeing that the old man seemed to be immersed in it, he couldn't finish it for a while, so he lowered his head to continue looking at the things on the stall.

After about ten minutes, the old man put down his magnifying glass and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he thought of something and smiled a little apologetically.

He was so immersed in the moment that he forgot that this was someone else's bottle. After watching it for so long, he was quite embarrassed.

But when he saw Tang Luo not looking at him at all, but squatting in front of the stall and fiddling with a small tower, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that he was so relieved that he was not afraid of running away with the bottle?

He wanted to talk to Tang Luo, but seeing that he was very interested in the little tower, he did not disturb him, but stood by and waited.

"This tower...the material is not very good, why does it have spiritual energy?"

Tang Luo squatted on the ground, staring at the small tower in his hand, and was secretly surprised.

Logically speaking, antiques with aura are either of extraordinary materials or are made of famous masters.

And this small tower is not very material, it doesn’t look like it was made by a famous master, but it has a hint of spiritual energy inside.

Although it is very rare, it is enough to surprise Tang Luo.

"This is a spiritual pagoda from the west, and it is mostly placed in some ancient temples..."

Just as Tang Luo was thinking, a voice sounded next to him.

Hearing this voice, Tang Luo turned his head and found that it was the old man.

"Haha, are you interested in this spiritual tower?"

The old man looked at Tang Luo and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, a little interested."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Old sir, do you know the origin of this small tower?"

"Well, the spiritual tower in the west is said to be related to the power of faith, but the specificity cannot be verified..."

The old man nodded and told Tang Luo everything he knew.

"The power of faith?"

Listening to the old man's words, Tang Luo was stunned and then thoughtful.

Could it be that the spiritual energy here is transformed by the power of faith?

Thinking of this, he felt that in his past cognition, he opened a new door.

"When I was young, I visited the western land many times. In some temples, I saw this kind of spiritual tower... This kind of spiritual tower is different in size, large, three or four meters or even higher, while small, just like the one in your hand, the size of a palm."

The old man continued.

"It's all related to the power of faith?"

Tang Luo asked.

"It may not be necessary, and it has other uses, because I was not in the research direction at that time and did not conduct in-depth research."

The old man shook his head and said.

"If you are interested, you can go to the Fan."

"Well, I will definitely go if I have the chance."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Sir, thank you for solving my doubts."

"Haha, you're welcome."

The old man shook his head and handed the bottle back.

"My friend, did you just buy it? You have such a good eye!"

"Haha, there is no good eye-catching, just buy it."

Tang Luo said modestly.

"Oh? Haha, then you are so lucky. This bottle is a treasure, so just store it well."

The old man was surprised at first, then smiled.

Hearing the old man's words, Tang Luo's eyes flashed with strange colors and his impression of him became a little better.

If someone else had heard him say 'buy whatever he wanted', he would definitely find a way to fool him instead of reminding him that he was a treasure and had to collect it well.

"The old man knows this bottle?"

Tang Luo looked at the old man and asked.

"Haha, I know, I have one in my family, too."

The old man nodded and gave a brief introduction.

"I see."

Tang Luo noticed the like in the old man's eyes and felt aroused.

"Old sir, I bought this bottle and didn't plan to collect it... If the old sir likes it, I will sell it to the old sir, what if?"

"Oh? Really?"

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the old man was overjoyed.

Because he has one at home, he naturally likes this bottle when he sees it.

However, he always believed in the belief that a gentleman would not take away what he loved, so he endured it and didn't speak.
To be continued...