I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Now the mark on Xiaopang's body has been removed. The process was a bit difficult, and he was almost caught by the people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Church. Fortunately, he managed to escape without any danger.

I left some money for Master Tongpula, and then the three of us went to meet up with the sloppy Taoist priest and his gang.

During the journey, I felt a little uneasy, so I said to Song Boyan beside me, "Brother Song, do you think the people from the Black Water Holy Spirit Cult will cause trouble for Master Tongpula?"

"They will definitely go there again, but you don't have to worry too much. At worst, those people from the Black Water Holy Spirit will search the temple again. If they don't find anyone, that's fine. After all, Master Thongpra is a very prestigious monk in Laos, and he has a good relationship with the king of Laos. If the people from the Black Water Holy Spirit kill Master Thongpra, then their lives in Laos will not be easy in the future." Song Boyan said thoughtfully.

Hearing Song Boyan say this, I felt a lot more at ease, but I still felt a little guilty, as if I had caused a lot of trouble for others.

If I have the chance next time, I will definitely thank Master Tongpula.

After leaving here, I used the sound transmission note to contact the sloppy Taoist priest and discussed the meeting place.

Two or three hours later, our two groups reunited again.

As soon as they met, the sloppy Taoist priest looked at Xiao Pang and asked with concern: "How is it, has the mark on Xiao Pang's body been removed?"

"It went fairly smoothly. The Master Tongpula we found was very powerful. He was able to remove the mark for Xiaopang. However, when the mark was being removed, people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Church came over, but were eventually beaten away by Master Tongpula." I briefly explained this to everyone.

"We really have to thank Master Tongpula, otherwise we would be in big trouble." The sloppy Taoist sighed.

"Now that the mark on Xiaopang's body has been removed, it will be much easier for us. We are not far from Myanmar here, right?" asked Brother Gu.

"It's not far. We will reach Myanmar in another day's journey. The people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Church over there shouldn't be chasing us so closely." Song Boyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have good news to tell you. Kasan contacted me and told me that he has returned to Gusu City with Zen Master Atisa. Kasan also said that after he removes the black magic from Yang Tianxiao, he will come back to pick us up immediately." I looked at everyone with a smile.

Yang Gaoyi was so excited when he heard this: "Did they really return to China safely?"

"It's absolutely true. The black magic on your son has almost been removed. When we go back, we will be able to see Yang Tian laughing and lively." I said with a smile.

Yang Gaoyi was obviously relieved. He only had this one son and he was counting on him to inherit the Yang Gong Feng Shui tradition. If he were to die, he would be heartbroken.

But then we still have a big problem, which is how to escape from the siege.

I always feel that things won't be that simple.

It is night now. We haven't had a good rest for several days. We plan to travel day and night and enter Myanmar directly today to avoid any trouble.

So we traveled non-stop for a whole day and night.

After passing through a vast primeval jungle, we finally arrived in Myanmar.

Although there are people guarding the border, they can't stop us at all.

It was already dark when we entered Myanmar. After walking for a day and a night, everyone was exhausted.

But we were obviously in a much more relaxed mood.

Myanmar is a place similar to Laos, or even poorer than Laos. Along the way, we saw several dilapidated villages with huts made of grass and dirty children.

When Yuankong saw how miserable the people here were living, he became kind-hearted and wanted to leave some food for these children.

But the sloppy Taoist priest and I refused. Last time in Laos, two people from the Wanluo Sect were killed while trying to save people. If we left food for these people, and people from the Black Water Holy Spirit Church came here in the future, they would most likely reveal our whereabouts.

Even when we passed through these villages, we hid far away and didn't let the villagers see us.

After passing through several villages and walking for more than ten miles, it suddenly started to rain heavily and all of us were soaked. In a dense forest, we saw a temple.

At this time, Xiaopang suddenly said, "We haven't had a hot meal for several days. It's raining so hard now and we have nowhere to go. There is a temple in front. Why don't we go there and get some vegetarian food? We can give them some money."

Song Boyan also said, "What Fatty said is right. We just want to have a bite of hot food now. The monks in Myanmar are all good people. Let's leave some money for them. They shouldn't reveal our whereabouts. Besides, this temple is so remote that the people from the Black Water Holy Spirit Church can't find this place."

I glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, who nodded and said, "I'm tired too. We really need to find a place to rest. Otherwise, let's go to the temple and rest for a while."

Since he said so, I have no objection.

We have been traveling for so many days and our feet are almost blistered. It's time to take a good rest.

Then, Song Boyan took the lead and we walked towards the direction of the temple.

Although it was already very late, Song Boyan knocked on the temple's door and a young monk opened the door. Song Boyan explained his purpose to the young monk, who went back to discuss with the abbot and soon invited us into the temple.

Just as Song Boyan said, these monks all look very kind and are very friendly to people.

After we explained our purpose, the monks in the temple started to busy themselves with cooking for us. However, the monks here in Myanmar also eat meat. I saw that they took out a lot of meat, so it seems that their food is good.

To express his gratitude, the sloppy Taoist priest took out some daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil and salt from his Qiankun Eight Treasures Bag and gave them to the monks in the temple.

There are quite a few monks in this temple, about a dozen of them. The oldest is in his sixties or seventies, and the youngest is about seventeen or eighteen years old.

After the monks prepared the meal, a group of us gathered together to have a hot meal. After we were full, we felt sleepy, so the monks arranged a room for us.

To express his gratitude, the sloppy Taoist priest took out ten thousand dollars and gave it to the abbot of the temple.

The abbot was very happy and accepted it with a smile.

Monks also have to live, and they can’t live without money.

Several of us were squeezed into a room with a big bunk bed. We were so tired that we all lay down and fell asleep.