Everyone was silent for a while, feeling more and more that this ghost king Zongla was not easy to deal with.

I looked at Zhao Yangui and said, "Brother Zhao, do you have any systematic plan to kill the Ghost King Zongla at the minimum cost?"

"As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. We must first find out the movements of the Ghost King Zong La. Now we can confirm that the Ghost King Zong La lives in the Similan Islands northwest of Phuket Island in Thailand, 90 kilometers away from the Andaman Sea.

On a small island in the middle of the sea, according to the deployment of Wanluo Zong personnel in Thailand, we learned some information in advance. There is currently only one person on the unknown island, Zong La, the ghost king. And in order to monitor Zong La, the ghost king, two of us have already

He was killed by the Ghost King Zong La." Zhao Yangui said with a solemn expression.

"Damn it, I heard Sister Hua say before that one person died, why did another one die?" I said in surprise.

"Early this morning, we just got the news. We wanted to send someone to the small island to monitor the Ghost King Zongra. However, not long after arriving on the island, the man was shot down. It is estimated that he has not even seen the Ghost King Zongra.

Here it is." Zhao Yangui said again.

"With two people dead, it costs a lot to settle down, right?" asked the sloppy Taoist priest.

"That's not necessary. They are local Thais we hired with money. As long as we pay 10,000 baht a day, there are many people who dare to take risks." Zhao Yan returned.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were not from the Wanluo Sect, otherwise they would have suffered a huge loss.

But the sloppy Taoist priest asked again: "How much is ten thousand baht?"

"It's about the same as ours, which is about two thousand yuan. After all, it can't be compared to China. Two thousand a day is a sky-high price there, and it's just for tracking." Zhao Yangui said very calmly.

"That is to say, Ghost King Zong La already knows that someone is targeting him, and he has also placed traps all over the island. If this is the case, it will add a lot of danger when we go to that island."

Liang Yuna, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

"That's right, Ghost King Zong La has long known that someone is watching him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Myanmar to find his junior brother."

"Do you think it is possible? The reason why Ghost King Zong La has never come to Yanbei to cause trouble for Xiao Jie is probably because he is waiting for us to send him to his door, because he guessed the purpose of us sending people to keep an eye on him.

Just go over and cause trouble for him." The sloppy Taoist priest had a sudden thought.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. He has arranged various head-lowering mechanisms on that small island, which is the best proof. Now the Ghost King Zongla has taken precautions in advance, so we have increased the difficulty now," Zhao Yangui analyzed.

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"Do you think we can lure the ghost king Zongla out of that small island, and then the big guys rush up and kill him?" I suggested.

"Do you think he is stupid? Three of his apprentices have died. Judging from the old man's age, he probably doesn't have any relatives anymore. There is no way to threaten him to come out." The sloppy Taoist priest said depressedly.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Brother Luo is right. We have also investigated the Ghost King Zongla. He indeed has no relatives. We also found out an incident in his early years. The first thing he did after becoming a head-turning master was

Just use the head-lowering technique to kill his biological father." Zhao Yangui said in shock.

"Holy shit, he can do such immoral things. He has no humanity at all." The sloppy Taoist priest said in surprise.

Several of us also looked in disbelief.

Yuankong went directly to Amitabha and began to chant sutras.

"Why did he kill his father?" I was very puzzled.

"When the Ghost King Zongla became a disciple, his master had a rule. If you wanted to practice the head-lowering technique with him, you had to kill one of your relatives, otherwise you would not be able to practice his head-lowering technique. According to the investigators,

, the father of the ghost king Zong La was an alcoholic. When he was drunk, he would often beat and scold his wife and children. Zong La's mother was seriously injured by his father and died in the end, so he attacked his father. In addition, in

After completing his studies, Ghost King Zong La even killed his master with his own hands. He was truly ruthless and carefree. Such a vicious person basically has no weaknesses."

Zhao Yangui's words are really astonishing, and I really admire this ghost king Zong La, who has done all the evil things.

Not only did he kill his father with the head-lowering technique, he also killed his master.

He deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, kills his father and kills people. It is estimated that he has no good thoughts in his heart for a long time. This kind of person is often the most terrifying.

"Such a wicked and smoking guy, killing him is justice for heaven. He must be killed." The sloppy Taoist priest said indignantly.

"After he left the army, the ghost king Zong La went everywhere to succumb to others and accumulated a lot of money. Many warlords in Myanmar and Laos wanted to hire him, but he never went anywhere until more than ten years ago, when he settled in

He has never come out of that small island. I heard that he has been practicing flying head down, but I don’t know if he has succeeded." Zhao Yangui added.

"I know this. The Golden Silkworm in the Gu, the Flying Head in the Lowering, means that the highest level of a person who practices Gu is to cultivate the Golden Silkworm Gu. This kind of Gu is very powerful. No one can solve the poison it casts. It has very powerful damage.

Power, and the Flying Head Drop is the highest level of the Head Drop technique. Legend has it that after the Flying Head Drop is perfected, the head can detach from the body, fly in the air, and drink blood like hair. It is very scary, and a bunch of internal organs can be hung under the head and fly around.

, let alone taking action, it will scare people half to death if they see it."

These are all what my master told me. What are the details? Even my master has never seen Feitou descend.

The sloppy Taoist priest looked at Liang Yuna and asked, "Aunt Liang, do you have golden silkworm Gu?"

Liang Yuna shook her head and said: "It is too difficult to cultivate the Golden Silkworm Gu. In at least fifty years, I have not heard of anyone from the Miao village cultivating the Golden Silkworm Gu. My natal Gu is just

A Gu snake has been practicing for more than forty years."

"Brother Zhao, how powerful is Feitoujiang?" I looked at him puzzled and asked.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either. I heard that Long Yan, the master of the Maoshan Sect, had seen a flying head descender and killed a master who used the flying head descender." Zhao Yangui looked at the sloppy Taoist priest.

"Don't look at me. Our Maoshan Sect leader doesn't even know me. I can't help him." The sloppy Taoist priest said depressedly.

"We haven't talked here for half a year. The plan is not as fast as changing. I think we should go over and meet him for a while. That old guy really wants to practice and become a flying head. Let's open our eyes. I don't believe it. There are so many of us.
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