I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The Mekong River is fast-flowing and wide, and it is difficult for ordinary people to swim across it. Our group is all practitioners, and this is not a difficult task for us.

After swimming past, a woman named Xiao Han came to meet us. Zhao Yangui introduced that she was the head of the Wan Luo Sect in Vientiane, Laos.

She came here specially to meet us. Near the brewery, there are still cousin brothers watching.

After getting into the car, Zhao Yangui asked directly: "Master Xiao, is Ghost King Zongla in that factory now?"

"Zhao Gongfeng, before I came out to meet you, the ghost king Zongla was still inside. He was only arranged by Nava in this factory four or five days ago. Our Wanluozong planted a spy in this factory. The locals are responsible for cooking for them, and our spies have even seen the ghost king Zongla with their own eyes."

"Have you figured out where Ghost King Zongla is in the factory?" Zhao Yangui asked cautiously again.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Han actually took out a floor plan of the factory, lit it with a flashlight, pointed to a bungalow in the middle of the factory area, and said: "The ghost king Zongla has always lived in this house."

As expected of a member of the Wan Luo Sect, he is careful in doing things, and even took out the floor plan.

"Sister Xiao, how many masters are there in this factory, or how many people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Cult?" the sloppy Taoist couldn't help asking.

"This brewery is just a cover, and it is doing some shady things behind the scenes. It is also one of Nava's main sources of income, so there are many people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Sect. According to preliminary estimates, there are at least nearly two hundred black people. People from the Water Spirit Sect are there, but there are no masters who can do it. Ghost King Zongla is the strongest. Nava handed over this place to Ghost King Zongla to take care of it, which shows the importance of this brewery to him. With the ghost king Zongla guarding him, everything will be safe." Xiao Han said seriously.

The sloppy Taoist smiled badly and said, "Nahua seems to have made a wrong move. It would be fine not to arrange the ghost king Zongla there, but if we arrange him there now, isn't that clearly asking us to destroy his sinful lair?" ? Xiaojie, after the work is done, we have to set fire to the brewery in Dawa, so that he can continue to bluff!"

"Brother Luo, let's just kill the ghost king Zongla. Don't cause trouble. If you burn this place down, Nava will probably go crazy. No matter what, he will chase us everywhere." Zhao Yangui reminded.

"Brother Zhao, you are so careful. Do you think that if we kill the ghost king Zongla, the big tile will not chase us? Anyway, it will be offended, so it is better to offend it a little harder. I am afraid of the hair." Sloppy The Taoist said carelessly.

"Although I can't quite figure out your train of thought, I think it makes sense." Gu Haoran grinned at the side.

I suddenly discovered a problem. After being with the sloppy Taoist priest for a long time, we were all led astray by him.

Sometimes the thoughts in his mind can't help but follow his train of thought.

It's like when I went to pick up a job, and when I met those bad people, I learned how to hurt them in whatever way I learned from this kid.

He always does things as he pleases, never thinking about the consequences.

The most adventurous time was to go to the mummy king, but was chased by Huo Qianye and his female apprentice and broke his leg.

And that time when he snatched the green soul from the old Taoist of Tayun Mountain, and all the things that followed, this kid is full of bad water, bad and smoking.

He also exchanged a piece of sweet potato for a pouch of eight treasures of heaven and earth, and he pulled out all the bamboo shoots in the mountain.

This time he is going to burn a large tile factory again, and he doesn't know how these magical ideas of his came out.

Looking at the sloppy Taoist priest, Zhao Yangui was also speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Anyway, we are employers, and they will follow us as we say what we say.

Zhao Yangui glanced at the floor plan of the factory, and said to Xiao Han again: "Master Xiao, there must be someone patrolling that factory in the middle of the night, how is it deployed?"

"There are a lot of people patrolling. They work in shifts and have guns in their hands. At least [-] people patrol together every time. They don't really guard against someone's idea of ​​attacking the factory. The main purpose is to prevent many workers who have been tricked from escaping. As long as they are caught, they will be beaten to death at least if they are brought back, or their hands and feet will be cut off, and some will be killed directly and buried in the factory." Xiao Han said again.

"The defense is tight enough. Let's find a way to get rid of those patrolling people first." The sloppy Taoist said thoughtfully.

"Zhao Gongfeng, when are you going to do it?" Xiao Han asked again.

"It's better to hit the sun another day, just tonight, so as not to have long nights and dreams. After killing the ghost king Zongla, let's just run away." The sloppy Taoist made a decisive decision.

"Aren't you going to prepare for this?" Xiao Han looked at the sloppy Taoist priest with disgust.

"If there is anything to prepare, we can do it when we arrive. The ghost Wang Zongla is not prepared, so we don't have to prepare. It's fair." The sloppy Taoist laughed.

Now, the way Xiao Han looked at the sloppy Taoist priest changed again, as if he was looking at a psychopath.

Afterwards, Xiao Han changed the subject and said again: "By the way, Zhao Gongfeng, you said let me find some experts for you. I found a few on the black market in Laos, and they are not far from here. Go over and have a look. Take them away by the way."

"How are those people's cultivation?" Zhao Yangui asked.

"It's okay, I tried it, the cultivation is not bad, the price is not expensive, two for 50, and one for 100 million." Xiao Han said again.

Hearing what Xiao Han said, I feel like I’m not well. After paying Zhao Yangui’s commission, I only have three or four million yuan left, and if I take out another two million, I’ll really be a pauper. After going back, they have to take on a few big businesses and make good money.

"Are you looking for those people, do you know what we are going to do?" the sloppy Taoist priest asked.

"I don't know. I didn't tell them anything. These people are poor and crazy. As long as they can make money, they don't care about their lives." Xiao Han said again.

"A life of 50 is really worthless." Gu Haoran sighed.

"Brother Gu, Laos is very poor. The annual income of a family is only a few thousand dollars, and 50 yuan is already a sky-high price in Laos." Zhao Yangui explained.

"Let's go, go and have a look." The sloppy Taoist greeted.

Then, the car started and drove us forward for more than 20 minutes, and we came to a dilapidated yard.

There were two people guarding the gate of this place. When they saw Xiao Han approaching, they clapped their hands together and called Hall Master Xiao.

Then we entered the yard and saw three people in the yard, two standing and one squatting.