Chapter 440 The first wave has not settled, and the other
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Zi Meng You Long
When I heard Sister Hua's quotation, I immediately gasped.
Good guy, it costs 30 yuan to inquire about the news. Recently, I have only spent money, and I have been spending and have no income. It seems that I have to take a few more business orders in a serious manner, otherwise I really can't live through this day.
Although the price is expensive, it is life-saving news after all. Only by understanding the situation of Bataan's accomplices can we live a stable life, otherwise we are always worried, maybe when a few more head-down masters will come over, we don't have any It was so lucky yesterday that I was able to meet those old Taoists from Tayun Mountain who came to rescue them.
I didn't hesitate and asked Sister Hua to investigate the situation in Badan.
For this matter, it should not be difficult. After all, Bataan is considered a well-known head-removing master in Thailand. It seems that I heard Zhu proudly said before that he can almost rank among the top [-] among those head-reducing masters in Thailand.
After Sister Hua has finished inquiring about the news, we will decide what to do next.
The thing to do now is to recuperate. As far as the sloppy Taoist priest and I were injured, it wouldn't take ten days or half a month, so we probably wouldn't be able to recover.
It was mainly because of the fight, which consumed a lot of spiritual power for both of us, and those traumas are nothing to worry about, there are no injuries, they are all skin traumas.
The sloppy Taoist priest stayed at my house for a few days and felt that nothing was wrong, so he said he wanted to leave and went out for a stroll by himself.
I didn't let this kid go. I was terrified because of that green soul. I almost lost my life several times. Now that he got a good thing, he patted his ass and left. How could it be so easy? I want to keep him and follow me Do some business, make more money, and make up for the shortfall here.
In addition, the matter of the head-down master has not been resolved, he wants to stay and think of a solution with me.
The sloppy Taoist didn't refuse either, so he said to stay with me for a few more days, since he has nothing serious to do anyway.
He just doesn't want to stay in one place all the time, he can't be idle at all. Since he went down the mountain, he has been running around, traveling thousands of miles, seeing all kinds of things in the world, and experiencing the world of mortals. There are many people of all kinds, that's why they are so smooth-tongued, long-sleeved and good at dancing, talking about people when they see people, and talking nonsense when they see people.
Three days later, Sister Hua really received news about Badan.
Bataan lives in a city called Chiang Mai in northern Thailand, where he was born. He spends most of his time in Thailand, and sometimes goes to Hong Kong Island or Baodao and some small countries in Southeast Asia to do business. He is best at The method is to give people a death sentence, that is, the kind that once the head is given to the human race, it cannot be undone. There are more than eighty people.
Badan's master is Zong La, who is ranked among the top three head-down masters in Thailand, and is very prestigious throughout Thailand.
His master also has a nickname called Ghost King, Ghost King Zongla.
The reason for this name is that this Zongla is famous for his ghost drop, and he has a few very powerful ghosts around him. Of course, the rest of Zongla's head drop masters are also very strong, such as Yaojiang, Insect drop, mixed drop...
This head-down master named Zong La lives on a small island in the Similan Islands in the Andaman Sea, 90 kilometers northwest of Phuket, Thailand. Most of the time, Zong La will not leave his residence. On that small island, he practiced head-bending technique all the year round.
Zongla took in three apprentices in total, one named Song Phrashan, one named Guwang, and the other named Badan.
According to Sister Hua's investigation from Wanluozong, there has been no news of these three people in Thailand in the past few days.
Until yesterday, there was no definite news from Wanluozong. Someone found Song Phrashan in Phuket Island, and it is estimated that he went to find his master Gui Wang Zongla.
These are the news that Sister Hua helped me find out. I turned on the external voice, and the sloppy Taoist priest heard all the news, but he didn't say a word.
I pondered for a moment, then said to Sister Hua: "Sister Hua, do you have any other news to tell me?"
"That's all for the time being. If you want to know anything else, we can ask someone to check it for you at no extra charge." Sister Hua said.
"Okay, that's it for now. If there is any new situation, I will contact Sister Hua again." I said.
Sister Hua pondered for a moment, then said, "Little Jie, did you kill the two apprentices of Ghost King Zongla? Have you made enemies with those people?"
"It wasn't the last time we went to Hong Kong Island to form a feud with Bataan. We killed three of them with a group of old Taoists from Tayun Mountain and escaped one. That's why we asked Sister Hua to inquire about these things." I said.
"Xiaojie, you have to be careful. The ghost king Zongla doesn't come out of the mountain all year round. Once he goes out, it will be a bloodbath. You should be prepared in advance. The two apprentices you killed are probably Zongla's two apprentices. How can you let it go so easily when your lover is killed." Sister Hua reminded.
"I see, Sister Hua, thank you for reminding me."
We chatted for a few more words, then hung up the phone.
The slovenly Taoist said with a sullen face: "It's really troublesome. One wave of unrest and one wave of another. The guy named Xiong Jun who escaped should be Song Pashan, the senior brother of Badan. The people of Wan Luozong found out that he appeared in the I left Phuket Island, and the ghost king Zongla is on the island near Phuket Island, so I guess he went to sue his master."
"What should we do? If the ghost king Zongla finds us, we will definitely not survive." I said depressedly.
"Never mind him, it's a blessing or a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. I can't do it. I'll find some powerful masters from the Maoshan sect to deal with that ghost king Zongla, so that he never comes back." The slovenly Taoist priest was a little vicious. Said.
"Can you really find help?" I said excitedly.
"Now... it's a bit difficult. Our Maoshan sect has rules. After leaving the teacher, you have to practice for three years. During these three years, you can't ask for help from Maoshan sect. It doesn't matter whether you live or die. As long as you find Maoshan sect, it is considered a failure in the experience. If it is rebuilt, it will take at least six years to go down the mountain again, and I don't want to go back." The sloppy Taoist said depressingly.
"Then what are you talking about, it's useless to fix these things." I said.
"Oh, I remembered, we can find Gu Haoran, a master of swordsmanship, I think he can deal with that ghost king Zongla." The sloppy Taoist suddenly had an idea.
"Forget it, I guess Brother Gu is not that person's opponent. Zong La can be ranked among the top three head-down masters in Thailand. How powerful is his cultivation? In the big sect, it is at the upper-middle level, unless..."
"Unless what?" the sloppy Taoist priest asked.
"Unless we can invite that big boss Zhong Jinliang, he can single-handedly fight more than a dozen old Taoists in Tayun Mountain, and it should be no problem to deal with that ghost king Zongla." I said.
Good guy, it costs 30 yuan to inquire about the news. Recently, I have only spent money, and I have been spending and have no income. It seems that I have to take a few more business orders in a serious manner, otherwise I really can't live through this day.
Although the price is expensive, it is life-saving news after all. Only by understanding the situation of Bataan's accomplices can we live a stable life, otherwise we are always worried, maybe when a few more head-down masters will come over, we don't have any It was so lucky yesterday that I was able to meet those old Taoists from Tayun Mountain who came to rescue them.
I didn't hesitate and asked Sister Hua to investigate the situation in Badan.
For this matter, it should not be difficult. After all, Bataan is considered a well-known head-removing master in Thailand. It seems that I heard Zhu proudly said before that he can almost rank among the top [-] among those head-reducing masters in Thailand.
After Sister Hua has finished inquiring about the news, we will decide what to do next.
The thing to do now is to recuperate. As far as the sloppy Taoist priest and I were injured, it wouldn't take ten days or half a month, so we probably wouldn't be able to recover.
It was mainly because of the fight, which consumed a lot of spiritual power for both of us, and those traumas are nothing to worry about, there are no injuries, they are all skin traumas.
The sloppy Taoist priest stayed at my house for a few days and felt that nothing was wrong, so he said he wanted to leave and went out for a stroll by himself.
I didn't let this kid go. I was terrified because of that green soul. I almost lost my life several times. Now that he got a good thing, he patted his ass and left. How could it be so easy? I want to keep him and follow me Do some business, make more money, and make up for the shortfall here.
In addition, the matter of the head-down master has not been resolved, he wants to stay and think of a solution with me.
The sloppy Taoist didn't refuse either, so he said to stay with me for a few more days, since he has nothing serious to do anyway.
He just doesn't want to stay in one place all the time, he can't be idle at all. Since he went down the mountain, he has been running around, traveling thousands of miles, seeing all kinds of things in the world, and experiencing the world of mortals. There are many people of all kinds, that's why they are so smooth-tongued, long-sleeved and good at dancing, talking about people when they see people, and talking nonsense when they see people.
Three days later, Sister Hua really received news about Badan.
Bataan lives in a city called Chiang Mai in northern Thailand, where he was born. He spends most of his time in Thailand, and sometimes goes to Hong Kong Island or Baodao and some small countries in Southeast Asia to do business. He is best at The method is to give people a death sentence, that is, the kind that once the head is given to the human race, it cannot be undone. There are more than eighty people.
Badan's master is Zong La, who is ranked among the top three head-down masters in Thailand, and is very prestigious throughout Thailand.
His master also has a nickname called Ghost King, Ghost King Zongla.
The reason for this name is that this Zongla is famous for his ghost drop, and he has a few very powerful ghosts around him. Of course, the rest of Zongla's head drop masters are also very strong, such as Yaojiang, Insect drop, mixed drop...
This head-down master named Zong La lives on a small island in the Similan Islands in the Andaman Sea, 90 kilometers northwest of Phuket, Thailand. Most of the time, Zong La will not leave his residence. On that small island, he practiced head-bending technique all the year round.
Zongla took in three apprentices in total, one named Song Phrashan, one named Guwang, and the other named Badan.
According to Sister Hua's investigation from Wanluozong, there has been no news of these three people in Thailand in the past few days.
Until yesterday, there was no definite news from Wanluozong. Someone found Song Phrashan in Phuket Island, and it is estimated that he went to find his master Gui Wang Zongla.
These are the news that Sister Hua helped me find out. I turned on the external voice, and the sloppy Taoist priest heard all the news, but he didn't say a word.
I pondered for a moment, then said to Sister Hua: "Sister Hua, do you have any other news to tell me?"
"That's all for the time being. If you want to know anything else, we can ask someone to check it for you at no extra charge." Sister Hua said.
"Okay, that's it for now. If there is any new situation, I will contact Sister Hua again." I said.
Sister Hua pondered for a moment, then said, "Little Jie, did you kill the two apprentices of Ghost King Zongla? Have you made enemies with those people?"
"It wasn't the last time we went to Hong Kong Island to form a feud with Bataan. We killed three of them with a group of old Taoists from Tayun Mountain and escaped one. That's why we asked Sister Hua to inquire about these things." I said.
"Xiaojie, you have to be careful. The ghost king Zongla doesn't come out of the mountain all year round. Once he goes out, it will be a bloodbath. You should be prepared in advance. The two apprentices you killed are probably Zongla's two apprentices. How can you let it go so easily when your lover is killed." Sister Hua reminded.
"I see, Sister Hua, thank you for reminding me."
We chatted for a few more words, then hung up the phone.
The slovenly Taoist said with a sullen face: "It's really troublesome. One wave of unrest and one wave of another. The guy named Xiong Jun who escaped should be Song Pashan, the senior brother of Badan. The people of Wan Luozong found out that he appeared in the I left Phuket Island, and the ghost king Zongla is on the island near Phuket Island, so I guess he went to sue his master."
"What should we do? If the ghost king Zongla finds us, we will definitely not survive." I said depressedly.
"Never mind him, it's a blessing or a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. I can't do it. I'll find some powerful masters from the Maoshan sect to deal with that ghost king Zongla, so that he never comes back." The slovenly Taoist priest was a little vicious. Said.
"Can you really find help?" I said excitedly.
"Now... it's a bit difficult. Our Maoshan sect has rules. After leaving the teacher, you have to practice for three years. During these three years, you can't ask for help from Maoshan sect. It doesn't matter whether you live or die. As long as you find Maoshan sect, it is considered a failure in the experience. If it is rebuilt, it will take at least six years to go down the mountain again, and I don't want to go back." The sloppy Taoist said depressingly.
"Then what are you talking about, it's useless to fix these things." I said.
"Oh, I remembered, we can find Gu Haoran, a master of swordsmanship, I think he can deal with that ghost king Zongla." The sloppy Taoist suddenly had an idea.
"Forget it, I guess Brother Gu is not that person's opponent. Zong La can be ranked among the top three head-down masters in Thailand. How powerful is his cultivation? In the big sect, it is at the upper-middle level, unless..."
"Unless what?" the sloppy Taoist priest asked.
"Unless we can invite that big boss Zhong Jinliang, he can single-handedly fight more than a dozen old Taoists in Tayun Mountain, and it should be no problem to deal with that ghost king Zongla." I said.
