I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Since Yang Gaoyi is the head of Yanggong Fengshui, one of the four major Fengshui schools, his skills must be very good. Since he wants to go, we are also looking forward to it. After all, one more person means more strength.

"Dad, I want to go too, to avenge my brother." Yang Mengfan said excitedly.

"You can't go. If we all leave, who will stay to take care of your brother? If anything happens to him, our Yang Gong Feng Shui lineage will have no successor." Yang Gaoyi looked at Yang Mengfan solemnly.

"Yes, Xiao Mengfan, you can't go. You must stay and take care of him alone. You can't let your brother lie here alone. What if someone comes to trouble him after we leave?" I also echoed.

"Xiao Jie is right. Let us men take care of the fighting and killing. You should stay here." Xiao Pang also said.

At this time, Yang Gaoyi suddenly took off a jade pendant from his neck and put it directly on Yang Tianxiao who was lying there. Then he took off the Tiangang Seal on his heart and threw it directly to me.

"The one I gave Tianxiao is our Yang family's heirloom, which can also devour the evil spirits in people. Your Tiangang Seal is a magic weapon, which seals many ghosts. You should still wear it."

I reached out and took the Tiangang Seal, smiled and said nothing.

At this time, I saw the jade pendant on Yang Tianxiao's neck. It was emerald green at first, but now it has turned a little gray. It seems that this jade pendant is really not simple.

It has the same effect as my Tiangang Seal.

However, I think this jade pendant cannot store ghosts in it, it can only absorb the evil energy from some people.

So we waited for a while, and the sloppy Taoist priest and Brother Gu and others arrived one after another.

As soon as I saw the sloppy Taoist priest coming, I felt much more at ease.

After learning that the middle-aged man standing in front of them was the father of Yang Tianxiao and Yang Mengfan, they all greeted him with great respect and politeness.

The sloppy Taoist priest even took a special look at Yang Tianxiao. He was from the Maoshan Sect and was familiar with all kinds of evil methods. He also tried to remove the black magic on Yang Tianxiao, but failed.

Many of these methods of black magic are unique and cannot be easily solved.

Once we were all together, we set off directly from Suzhou City and flew to Laos.

Before leaving, we found out from Boss Zhao where Dong Ancheng lived. Dong Ancheng lived in Vientiane, the capital of Laos, and had settled there for many years.

This old guy is really cruel. Just because Boss Zhao stole his business, he hired someone to use a sorcerer to kill him.

Since ancient times, blocking someone's financial path is like killing their parents. This is an eternal truth.

It is understandable that Dong Ancheng wants to kill Boss Zhao.

Many times, having money is not a very happy thing. It is like a double-edged sword, carrying various risks.

The poor have their own difficulties, and the rich have their own worries. No adult living in this world is carefree.

That afternoon, we took a plane and after several twists and turns, we finally arrived in Vientiane, the capital of Laos.

To be honest, in order to save Yang Tianxiao, we tried our best. All of us were mobilized, including Yang Tianxiao's father.

After arriving in Vientiane, we discovered that the capital of Laos is not that great. It looks similar to third- or fourth-tier cities in China. Except for the prosperous city center, the rest of the place is shabby and there is no feeling of a big city at all.

Before coming to Vientiane, I greeted the Wanluo Sect's steward Jin and asked them to send someone to assist us in finding a Chinese named Dong Ancheng.

Dong Ancheng should be somewhat famous in Laos, after all, he is a wealthy businessman.

By the way, Wanluo Sect can also take charge of the reception, saving us a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Fortunately, the Wanluo Sect is extremely powerful and has branches in every country in Southeast Asia.

The person in charge of receiving us was a man named Song Boyan, also a Chinese, but an expert on Laos. He had been in Laos for more than ten years and was very knowledgeable about various things.

He drove over to pick us up and first took us to a pretty good hotel in Vientiane to stay.

After arranging everything for us, Song Boyan said to us, "I have already found out the person you are looking for, Dong Ancheng. He lives in a villa in Sanjiang Chinese City. I won't ask what you are looking for him for. This is the rule of the martial arts world. As long as you need help, we in Wanluo Sect will fully cooperate."

Song Boyan is a man who knows the rules very well, which I admire very much.

"Brother Song, you take us to find Dong Ancheng tonight. You just need to take us to his villa. You don't have to worry about the rest. We will contact you when the time comes." I said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I'll follow your arrangements." Song Boyan left after saying that, saying that he wanted to prepare for us in advance and see whether Dong Ancheng's people were at home before deciding whether to go or not.

This person was very thoughtful and paved the way for us in advance, so the rest was much easier.

When the sloppy Taoist priest was in China, he had already tried the Thousand Mile Tracking Technique. The person who cast a curse on Yang Tianxiao had left Gusu City overnight because he sensed that person was very far away from us.

Now that we have arrived in Laos, the sloppy Taoist priest took out the scarecrow and compass again, and after carefully sensing them, he discovered that they were not that far away from us.

It seems that the sorcerer who cast the black magic spell is indeed from Laos.

The one who asked someone to cast a curse must be Dong Ancheng.

Everything was ready. We had dinner at the hotel, then got into Wan Luozong's car and headed straight to Dong Ancheng's villa in Vientiane.

Dong Ancheng lives in Chinatown, which looks more affluent.

But Dong Ancheng lives in a remote area. Once you leave the city, you can no longer see any roads. It's all bumpy dirt roads. My butt hurts from the bumpy ride.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, we arrived near the villa where Dong Ancheng lived.

Song Boyan stopped the car one kilometer away from his villa. We got out of the car and groped our way straight to where Dong Ancheng lived.

The villa where Dong Ancheng lives is very large, and the yard is brightly lit.

According to the old rules, the sloppy Taoist priest, Kasan and I went in to explore the way, and the rest of us stayed outside.

Without even saying hello, the sloppy Taoist priest and I took out our invisibility talismans and prepared to take action.

Seeing how skilled we were, Yang Gaoyi couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"It seems like you guys have done this kind of thing a lot..."