After lunch, Uncle Hu Zi sent Yang Mengfan back to Yanbei University. After all, he was a college student and the matter of going to school could not be delayed.

After this incident, I was really scared.

In the circle of Chinese practitioners, it is said that the disaster is not as good as family and friends, but there are always some people who do not understand the rules, especially those practitioners in Southeast Asia who can do anything to achieve their goals.

This also reminds me that if you cannot get too close to some people in the future, it may become a bargaining chip that threatens me.

Maybe even Master Zhou will encounter this kind of danger in the future.

After Yang Mengfan left, I specifically talked to Liang Yuna and asked her if she could go to Thailand with me and make it clear. There would be great dangers. Maybe we can't come back.

Liang Yuna smiled and said righteously: "Master Wu, you have avenged me for blood revenge. My wish has been fulfilled. There are no regrets in this world. Even if I die with you in Thailand this time, I will not feel anything. I just happened to be reunited with my husband and son. Since Master Wu spoke, I will go with you."

"Aunt Liang, you can't think so. This person has gone, and the living people should still live well. If you have this idea, I really don't dare to let you go to Thailand with me." I said solemnly.

Liang Yuna smiled bitterly and said, "What I want to express is that after helping my son and husband revenge, I will put everything down. When I come back from Thailand with you this time, I will return to the village. I may never come out again in my life. Through what happened recently, I suddenly understood a truth. The outside world is full of intrigue and greed. Only the people in our small Miao village in southern Xinjiang are the simplest. I just want to live with the people in the village and never want to see the ugliness of this world again."

The Miao village where Liang Yuna is located is a Miao village, and she basically doesn’t have much contact with the outside world. Speaking of which, this is also a good destination.

Everyone has their own choice, and I can't interfere with this.

Just like Tang Cheng, he loved Ruan Na deeply and had talent, but he was willing to live in a small village to take care of two old people.

After Liang Yuna made sense to help me, a stone in my heart fell to the ground.

Next is waiting for the sloppy Taoist priest to come. I wonder if this guy will eat me directly after he comes.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

But what I didn't expect was that I thought this guy would arrive tomorrow, but he could wait until dinner, and he brought Gu Haoran over here in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the door, he said whispered: "Wu Jie, you beast, you dare to turn off the phone and don't answer my phone. If you don't tell me what you said today, I will call out your wife's soul."

"I'm pretty capable. I haven't seen each other for a few days, so I can beat the eight-tailed fox?" The Eighth Master, who was standing on the tree, looked at the sloppy Taoist priest from a high point.

"Oh, Master Eight, you are resting here. I'll come to Wu Jie to discuss something." The sloppy Taoist priest changed his face faster than the sky. When he saw Master Eight, he suddenly turned into a terrifying look again.

Hearing the voice of the sloppy Taoist priest, Uncle Huzi and Liang Yuna walked out of the room.

"Little Luo, you must be a dog. I just made dinner here and you came." Uncle Huzi laughed when he saw the sloppy Taoist priest.

"I heard that you are going to hit my wife's soul. When she gets better, I will definitely let her come out and see if you have the ability." I said with a smile.

"Wu Jie, tell me honestly what kind of big job, is there any treasure that appears again?" The sloppy Taoist priest came forward and asked.

At this moment, I realized that this guy had thick dark circles. He probably didn't fall asleep last night, so he rushed to me all night.

"Don't worry, let's have a meal first and chat slowly." I greeted Gu Haoran and entered the house together.

The Eighth Master also flew into the house and asked Uncle Huzi to bring him melon seeds, eating them while watching the fun.

The sloppy Taoist priest was really hungry and didn't even bother to drink. He just blew the wind and burped, then looked at me and said, "I'm full, tell me, what's going on?"

This was fast, Gu Haoran and I didn't even drink a glass of wine.

Seeing that he was so curious, I said straight to the point: "Brothers, I'm calling you here to come with me to Thailand and kill the Ghost King Zongla. Is this a big job?"

After hearing what I said, the sloppy Taoist priest was stunned, and the chicken legs in his hand almost made me feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and jumped away one step ahead.

"Wu Jie, you are a big fool. It's not a big job to lie to me with you. I want me to go to Thailand with you to send someone to the head." The sloppy Taoist priest said in anger.

"Lao Luo, listen to me and explain it to you."

"I don't listen, I don't listen... I've eaten and drunk enough, Brother Gu, let's go quickly, this kid has no good intentions." The sloppy Taoist priest grabbed Gu Haoran's arm with his greasy hands.

"Don't worry, listen to his fooling around, maybe there will be some good things." Gu Haoran said calmly.

"It's still Brother Gu who is kind-hearted. Listen to me and I brag about you... No, listen to me analyze and analyze it with you... It's like this. Two days ago, the apprentice of Ghost King Zongla, Songpashan, came to him and brought a large number of evil cultivators from Southeast Asia. He also tied up Yang Mengfan. He was killed by the Eighth Master and the Special Transfer Team. Ghost King Zongla used Songpashan's head to say that he wanted to kill me. I thought that instead of being beaten passively, it would be better to take the initiative and let us come to kill him to prevent future troubles."

"That's it?" The sloppy Taoist priest still looked depressed.

"Old Luo, I ask you, is that Ghost King Zongla an amazing master?"

"You still need to fart here?" said the sloppy Taoist priest angrily.

"A master like this must have many methods of practice, and there must be powerful magic weapons. Do you think so?" I asked again.

The sloppy Taoist priest thought about it carefully, nodded, and said, "It's possible."

"As a great master in Thailand who is famous for his reputation, can he lack money to spend? As long as we kill him, his magical weapons, practice methods, and his money will all belong to us?" I continued to fool him.

"Well, it seems that there is a little reason, but not much..." Gu Haoran said thoughtfully.

"Only a few of us cobblers want to kill the great surrender Zongla. Are you kidding?"

As he said that, the sloppy Taoist remembered something, turned to look at the Eighth Master who was eating melon seeds beside him, and smiled and said, "Eighth Master, I heard you are going with us too?"
Chapter completed!