This meal was eaten in a hurry. Ever since he received the call from his wife, Zhong Jinliang felt a little absent-minded and on pins and needles.

This is the first time I have seen someone so afraid of his wife.

Look at me, I'm not afraid of the eight-tailed fox, and I will definitely not be a bad boy in the future. The premise is that the eight-tailed fox can't attack me, and I can't beat him.

After seeing off Zhong Jinliang, it was time to send Yuankong back to Jinling City.

I originally thought that Yuankong and I would go back to Yanbei to play for a few days, but Yuankong said that he wanted to go back to practice Buddhism and had been out for too long.

Yuankong has an indifferent temperament, and he does whatever he says, and basically cannot change it, so a group of us had to send Yuankong back to Jinling City. By the way, we paid a visit to Zen Master Jueming and chatted for a few words. Before leaving, the sloppy Taoist priest also said

He kept all the food stored in the Eight Treasures Bag of Qiankun, including several bags of rice and noodles.

He told me that after it was emptied, he went back to stock up more goods. I would definitely stock up more goods next time.

Anyway, we arrived at Jinling City. I contacted Tang Cheng again and asked Tang Cheng to meet Sister Na.

After calling him, I found out that Tang Cheng happened to be in Jinling City during this period, so I made an appointment to meet him.

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Sister Na has been very active recently. Whenever she encounters danger, she will rush to the front for the first time. Based on this, she should meet Tang Cheng more often and tell her about the pain of missing each other.

Along the way, we said goodbye to everyone. Even Zhao Yangui and Su Wenyu left early to return to Tianmen when they were in southern Yunnan. Zhao Yangui said that he would report these people to Butler Jin.

When we left Jinling City, the three of us, the sloppy Taoist priest and Kasang, were the only ones left.

Kasan suffered internal injuries during a previous fight with Nava, and was tortured by him again. There was no good spot on his body, and he developed a high fever on the way, making everyone confused.

Fortunately, we arrived at Yanbei that afternoon and asked Uncle Huzi to pick us up at the station.

Uncle Huzi was naturally very happy to see us two back.

I was a little surprised to see the two of us taking Kasang with us, so I asked, "Master, who is this man? He is half dead."

"Stop asking, go home quickly." I greeted Uncle Huzi.

Uncle Hu Zi did not dare to neglect, so he stepped on the accelerator, and more than half an hour later, we returned to the courtyard.

The sloppy Taoist priest sent Kasang to my room. I wrote a prescription and asked Uncle Huzi to grab the medicine.

The internal and external injuries were quite serious, but in Kassan's case, it would take at least a month of rest to recover.

I also had some medicine that I had prepared at home. I rummaged it all out. After boiling the medicine, I gave it to Kasan. Then I took off the bandages on his body and put on new ones.

Kasan's condition was a bit miserable. After being bandaged, he looked like a mummy.

But after killing so many people in Nava, he is lucky to be alive.

While the two of us were healing Kasang, a dark shadow suddenly flew in from the outside and landed on the bedside table. As soon as it came up, it laughed and said: "Oh, you two little bastards are finally back, Master Ba."

I thought I had lost my life in Southeast Asia."

"Baye, what are you talking about? The person who can kill me, Luo Chiwen, hasn't been born yet. Isn't it just the Ghost King Zongla? It can be done easily and without much trouble." The sloppy Taoist priest stopped what he was doing.

He smiled at Master Ba.

"Little Sloppy, I haven't seen you in the past few days, and my bragging skills have improved. What you said, Ba Ye, I don't even believe in punctuation. Our family, Xiao Jie, is more reliable." Ba Ye said, shaking his head.

"Eighth Master, then you are mistaken. Xiaojie is even less reliable than me. He is more ruthless in tricking people than I am. He looks harmless to humans and animals, but he has more bad intentions than anyone else." The sloppy Taoist priest

He looked at me and said.

I was about to scold him when Master Ba directly said: "You can pull him down. Our Wu Jie used to be quite honest. Since I met you, he has become more and more scheming. You have led him astray."

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Just as he was talking, Master Ba glanced at Kasang who was lying on the bed, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good guy, this young man has so much murderous aura, not even a thousand people have died at his hands."

Eight hundred years old, who is this kid and where did he bring him back from?"

"Master Ba, let me tell you about someone. I wonder if you know him." I said cautiously.

"Who is it? Let's talk about it." Mr. Ba said nonchalantly.

"Have you ever heard of this person, Sha Qianli?" I asked.

As soon as these words came out, Master Ba trembled and looked at Kasang on the bed again with some excitement: "Don't talk nonsense, kid. You killed people who are at least a hundred and dozens of years old in Qianli. How could it be him?"

"This young man is Sha Qianli's disciple, and he is also his only direct disciple." I said seriously.

Ba Ye was stunned for three seconds, looked at Kasang again, and said to the two of us: "Then Killing Qianli is not a good person. He is the number one killer in China. I don't know how many people have died at his hands. He is both good and evil.

There are all kinds of people, so be sure not to offend that old thing."

"Eighth Master, when I hear your tone, it sounds like I've seen Sha Qianli before." The sloppy Taoist priest started to talk again.

"I've seen him once or twice. That old guy is a murderer without batting an eyelid. He can secretly stab anyone he doesn't like. Many people are frightened when they hear the name of Qianli Killer." Ba Ye said in a serious tone.

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"Ba Ye, who is better between you and Sha Qianli?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Children, don't make blind inquiries and try to trick Master Ba. You two are still young." Master Ba snorted coldly.

"Eighth Master, I heard that Sha Qianli killed many little devils before and was a great hero. Why is it different from what you said?" I wondered.

"This person is both good and evil. He has killed both good people and bad people. His personality is a little weird and withdrawn, which makes people confused. In short, you just don't offend that old guy." Mr. Ba said seriously.

"How is that possible? We saved his disciple, and there is no way he would attack us. It's too late to be grateful." The sloppy Taoist priest said with a smile.

As soon as we got home, Master Ba rushed over and was very interested in our trip to Southeast Asia. When we told him that we not only killed Zong La, the ghost king, we also used underhanded tactics to kill Na, the third figure of the Black Water Holy Spirit Cult.

When the tiles were turned on, Mr. Ba happily looked up to the sky and laughed, saying that we had made a lot of progress this time.

Many times, traveling in the world depends not only on your own strength, but also on your brains and connections.

Every time you experience a major event, you must gain something and get a certain improvement, whether it is strength, connections, or other things, otherwise the world will be in vain.
Chapter completed!