"You think of a way? What kind of way can you think of?"

He Qiong was stunned for a moment and said: "I can send you there on a private plane, but the visa is a bit troublesome. Although you can apply for it on arrival, there will be a record of your entry into Siam."

Born in a gambling king's family, He Qiong is not the kind of rich and beautiful girl from a wealthy family. She knows more about the dark side of society than anyone else, so she naturally understands that Su Xiaofan's trip would be best not to leave any traces.

"Sister Qiong, I do things, you see the results, why are you asking so many questions?"

Su Xiaofan waved his hand and said, "I'm not very polite. I'm not your subordinate. If it weren't for the sake of the He family's treasures, Su Xiaofan wouldn't be too lazy to meddle in other people's business."

"Okay, then be careful..."

He Qiong was choked by Su Xiaofan, and then he remembered the other party's identity. He nodded and said: "I will let the person in charge in Siam fully cooperate with you."

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the study door, and He Qiong's housekeeper walked in with a mobile phone.

"The battery is full. The mobile phone card is registered in a small country in Europe and the United States. The call records will be deleted..."

The official briefly and clearly introduced the performance of the mobile phone.

"Okay, maybe there's no need to contact your people."

Su Xiaofan picked up his mobile phone and operated it. The mobile phone itself has a camera function, and Su Xiaofan can handle everything by himself.

After leaving the villa with his mobile phone, Su Xiaofan saw that there was a navigation on it. He clicked on it and couldn't help but feel happy. Qiandu in China could not be used abroad, so this navigation was just right.

Using the technique of observing Qi, Su Xiaofan stared at the amulet for a while, then put the amulet into his pocket and wrapped it with true energy.

Not wanting to use his skills in front of He Qiong, Su Xiaofan waited until he was in front of the courtyard gate, and then he disappeared in a flash.

After Su Xiaofan advanced to the realm of Three Flowers Gathering, he had not yet fully used his body skills.

But this time he was going to Siam, and the journey was long. Su Xiaofan had no reservations anymore. The true energy in his body surged, and his figure flashed across the night sky like a ghost, and he escaped more than ten kilometers in an instant.

Not to mention the cover of night, with Su Xiaofan's current speed, there was no risk of being discovered even during the day.

The space under Su Xiaofan's feet seemed to be constantly being drawn closer, and the technique of shrinking to an inch was brought to its maximum.

"It seems like it would be closer across the sea?"

Thinking of the navigation map he just looked at, the shortest straight line distance appeared in Su Xiaofan's mind.

In the early morning, there was no one on the Aodao pier. A faint shadow appeared outside the pier, and when it appeared again the next moment, it was actually floating on the sea.

"The water hits three thousand miles, and the force surges up ninety thousand miles!"

Su Xiaofan was so excited that he started to use the "Xiaoyaoyou" technique. He felt like he was riding the wind. If nothing happened during this trip, he really wanted to fly up and see how far he could fly with the blessing of the technique.

high.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Su Xiaofan had the feeling of killing someone in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles.

It's a pity that I don't have enough cultivation, and I have to travel thousands of miles hard. Otherwise, if I really have the cultivation level of those sword immortals in the novels, they practice in vain and take people's heads thousands of miles away. That is the real immortal method.

"The land gods are not real gods."

After running on the sea for a while, Su Xiaofan discovered that Xiaoyaoyou's technique could not enable him to stay in the air for a long time, because it would double the consumption of real energy in his body, and the higher he lifted into the air, the greater the consumption.

Every once in a while, Su Xiaofan still needs to step on the water to gain strength, and only at this time, Su Xiaofan's figure will flash out.

"It consumes more than I thought."

When his feet finally touched the ground, Su Xiaofan felt that one-third of the true energy in his body had been consumed.

But now we are getting closer and closer to Siam, and we can reach Siam by passing through a long and narrow country.

Two and a half hours later, Su Xiaofan traveled 1,500 miles and finally arrived outside a valley in Chiang Mai, Siam.

The other end of the silk thread connected to the Buddha amulet in the pocket is in this valley.

It was around three o'clock in the morning, and the villages near the small valley were completely immersed in the night.

Su Xiaofan frowned and did not enter the valley rashly, because the silent valley actually made him aware of a hint of danger.

"Damn it, is this the Five Poison Valley?"

After his spiritual consciousness was released and he sensed the situation in the valley, Su Xiaofan was immediately startled.

I don’t know if it’s a man-made arrangement, but poison is almost everywhere in the valley.

Various venomous snakes are entangled on the treetops, scorpions more than three inches long are hiding under the rocks, and palm-sized black spiders are weaving webs on the branches hanging to the ground.

From the outside, the entire valley looked unusually quiet, but in Su Xiaofan's consciousness, murderous intent was revealed.

However, on the right side of the valley, there is a road paved with white stones more than one meter wide. However, there is not a single poisonous creature around this path.

Su Xiaofan knew clearly in his heart that this was the place to enter and exit the valley. Otherwise, even the owner of the valley would be difficult to enter and exit completely surrounded by these poisonous substances.

…

"Huh? What's going on? Why can't I contact Golden Boy?"

At this time, in the wooden house in the middle of the valley, a thin old man with no apparent age was sitting in the middle of the house, with a puzzled expression on his face.

In Siam, this old man has a very special status because he is one of the leaders of the Black Head Division in Southeast Asia.

Jiantou Master was originally introduced to Southeast Asia from the Southern Province of China, and was considered a branch of Southern Gu. However, after foreign monks distorted the sutras, it became full of evil.

In Siam, there are two types of surrendering divisions: black-clothed surrendering divisions and white-clothed surrendering divisions.

The former is mainly about accepting people's money and humiliating others, and has no moral character at all. The latter is mainly about helping people to surrender, making friends, etc., and is also called a guru and has a respected status.

In Southeast Asian countries such as Siam, Cambodia, Malay, Laos, Dayin, and Myanmar, there are actually powerful head-dropping masters. There are countless spell-casting processes and types in different regions.

However, most of the powerful Jiantou masters are black-robed masters, and their endings are not very good. Basically, they have no relatives. Even if some of them take on apprentices or marry wives, most of them have no heirs. This is their

A sequelae of the Yin method practiced.

The head-lowering master's head-lowering technique is a spell that can both harm and save people. The nature of the technique is obviously to control the evil spirit.

Because the place of practice and the object of the practice are often extremely secretive, the method of lowering the head is also mysterious and cannot be learned and accepted by ordinary people.

Moreover, when practicing the art of lowering your head, you often have to go to gloomy places, such as haunted houses, cemeteries, corpse burning furnaces, etc., to collect and make feminine materials, human bones, corpse oil, dried human fetuses, grave soil, etc. as materials for practice.

The magic process is extremely terrifying and hidden.

Therefore, most people don't know the details of the method of practicing the head-lowering technique. Only by becoming a disciple of a head-lowering master can you get this inheritance.

In Southeast Asia, the head-down division is generally known and accepted by the public.

For example, if there are any unsolved cases in these places for many years, or if something is lost and cannot be put back, people will often seek help from the head-lowering technique.

However, many black-robed warriors wear the skin of white-robed warriors. This is the case for this old man named Bhumibol in the valley.

And his identity is also very special.

Bhumibol and the old king of Siam who died a few years ago are actually cousins. He was originally supposed to be a member of the royal family of Siam.

But the fight for the throne failed, and Bhumibol, who was only a teenager at the time, was secretly exiled.

However, Bhumibol's family had a good relationship with a white-robed master, so he lost his status as a member of the royal family and became a disciple of this master.

From a member of the royal family who had no worries about food and clothing to a disciple of a master who was feared by everyone, Bhumibol's mentality gradually changed.

More than 20 years later, Bhumibol's master suddenly died suddenly, and Bhumibol became a member of the white-clad descendants.

But no one knew that Bhumibol, whose mentality had long been distorted and extremely hostile to society, secretly became a black-clothed head-dropping master.

He used many evil spells.

The reason why Bhumibol, who is now over 100 years old, has lived longer than his cousin is because he used a technique to replace other people's organs into his own body to increase his longevity.

The black-robed master needs a lot of poisons as training materials. It is impossible for Bhumibol to catch them himself, so financial resources are very important.

Over the years, he appeared to be a respected master, but in fact, Bhumibol secretly took on countless tasks, and countless powerful people died at his hands.

What happened with He Qiong was a task that Bhumibol received. Someone offered 50 million and created an opportunity for Bhumibol to surrender to He Qiong.

The process of lowering the head went smoothly, but Bhumibol didn't know why, but the Gumantong he raised later made slow progress and was unable to kill He Qiong.

Especially today, Bhumibol activated Gumanthong's body several times, but could not activate its clone, which made Bhumibol a little restless.

Taking a deep breath, Bhumibol stretched his hands around, and saw the corpses of the children on the ground floating out of the air, overflowing into Bhumibol's body.

To drive Gumanthong, Bhumibol needed to expend vitality, so he used this method to replenish it. The soul of a child who had just died was a great supplement to him.

As he chanted the incantation of the head-dropping master, a phantom gradually appeared in a Buddha amulet in front of Bhumibol.

As the incantation recited by Bhumibol accelerated, the phantom was slowly materializing, but the appearance it revealed was a bit scary.

The entire shadow is like a big head. There are two black holes at the eyes of the shadow. Dark red blood flows out of the black holes and solidifies on the cheeks.

The ghost's nose also has two holes, and a mouth under the nose takes up most of the face. The mouth has no lips, and two rows of pointed teeth bite together in a 'click-click' manner.

After the phantom came out, it opened its big mouth at Bhumibol, as if roaring silently. Although there was no sound, Bhumibol's clothes were fluttering, as if he had been impacted by something.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he muttered an unknown spell. A whip appeared in Bhumibol's hand, and he whipped the phantom.

As soon as the whip went down, Xuying's body suddenly became a little blurred. It seemed that he was afraid. Xuying fluttered in mid-air in fear, and no longer dared to bare his teeth at Bhumibol.

"Um?"

Just when Bhumibol was waving his whip, Su Xiaofan suddenly felt a strong sense of resentment coming from the Buddha amulet wrapped in his true energy.

His consciousness moved and he looked at the Buddha amulet in his pocket.
To be continued...