"Teaching me to abide by the rules? It depends on whether you have the ability!" The cold middle-aged man was very straightforward and took action without finishing a word.

He raised his hand and a gray mist came over Zhang Lang.

In Zhang Lang's spiritual consciousness, this gray mist is composed of a group of densely packed insects smaller than millet grains.

Zhang Lang calmly took out a basin full of gasoline from the storage ring, poured it on the gray fog, then took out a windproof firer from the storage ring, threw it out on fire.

"Bang!"

The lighter ignited the gasoline, and a ball of flames emerged from the air, and the gray insect mist was burned.

Maybe gasoline alone cannot burn all the insects to death, but it is different if it has magic power to help burn.

"Bang!"

The cold middle-aged man broke through the window and ran away.

Zhang Lang was stunned. He could not beat him, so he had to fight for a few rounds before running.

Zhang Lang admired this cold middle-aged man a little. Seeing that his insect had not worked, he immediately made a decision and broke the window and ran away. That was so straightforward.

In fact, it is not a cold middle-aged man who is careful. A cold middle-aged man is a cautious person. He can live to this day because he is cautious.

His ability is all about those worms. Once the worms cannot work, with his three-legged cat's fist and foot skills, how dare he face someone who can create an enemy camp?

Zhang Lang smiled and shook his head, not in a hurry to chase the cold middle-aged man. He turned his head to look at the commander of the Vietnamese monkey, smiled at him, and scared the commander of the monkey trembled.

Zhang Lang ignored him anymore, waved his hand to put away the gold, silver and jewelry in the tray, opened the door and walked out.

These treasures are probably not a good way to come. In the hands of this monkey commander, it is better to enjoy them in the end. Put them away and do some good deeds for them.

Zhang Lang followed the cold middle-aged man slowly.

The cold middle-aged man, although he was running away, was very cautious and changed directions from time to time. He often stopped to check if anyone was chasing him behind him.

Unfortunately, all this was useless. Zhang Lang was about five or six miles away from the cold middle-aged man, slowly behind him.

If you cut the grass without removing the roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Zhang Lang planned to follow him and follow him to his nest to see if he has any accomplices.

Gu is a branch of mysterious witchcraft. It is active in the Lingnan region. There are many ethnic groups playing Gu, including Miao, Zhuang, Yi, Pumi, Lisu, etc., many ethnic minorities in the south have inherited the witchcraft.

Most of the people who play Gu in Vietnam come from China or are apprentices who come from China to Vietnam.

No matter in any situation, it is unforgivable to dare to violate the rules of the cultivation world and dare to deal with China in reverse.

"Hey! This tree is good, with a diameter of more than 1.5 meters and 9.00 meters. It is rare to see such a thick one. The heart material is intact without a trace of hollowness." Zhang Lang turned around a tall small-leafed red sandalwood tree, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Such small-leaf red sandalwood is hard to see even in India, and you cannot let it go if you encounter it. Zhang Lang took out a shovel and began to dig down.

Due to fallen leaves and heavy rain in the mountains and forests, the silted soil has been buried for about half a meter. It is a pity to waste such large materials.

The reason why small-leafed rosewood is precious is that it is not only because of its delicate wood, high density, small brown eyes, excellent stability, beautiful texture, good toughness and resistant to carving, but also because small-leafed rosewood is difficult to produce large materials, with a diameter of more than 20 cm. If it is large, it will be hollow and unusable. This is also the source of the ten thousand sandalwoods’s statement.

Zhang Lang chased him so leisurely. From time to time, he would not be easy to come to Vietnam with the Vietnamese pineapple wood and small-leaf red sandalwood he encountered. He would be idle when he was idle, and he would get some wood by the way. Anyway, the cold middle-aged man in front of him was always under the monitoring of his spiritual sense and could not escape him within a hundred kilometers.

Those who don’t know will not think that he is tracking the criminals, but is traveling around.

After following me for three days, the middle-aged man finally stopped running and entered a cave.

"Master, I...I've failed. My insects are gone." The cold middle-aged man knelt in front of a thin old man.

"Oh! I have said a long time ago, don't interfere in the war between China and Vietnam. There are countless capable people in China, which is not something we can afford. But you just don't listen..., you are already blinded by hatred."

"Master, I...I'm not willing to give up! My wife and my children are all dead!" the cold middle-aged man cried.

"What if I don't want to give up? I'm not willing to give up! But I've been in this ghost place for decades? I still dare not go back." The old man is also a person with a story.

"Master, my worms are gone. Can you pass on your golden silkworm Gu to me? When I take revenge and get the money, we can leave this place and go to Xiangjiang or to the United States." The cold middle-aged man was obviously unwilling to give up.

"Golden Silkworm Gu? It's not that I'm reluctant to give you the Golden Silkworm Gu! It's really that I'll give you this Golden Silkworm Gu, you won't be able to use it unless..............." The old man shook his head.

"Master!" The cold middle-aged man climbed forward a few steps, "Master, I know..."

The cold middle-aged man rushed forward and stabbed the skinny old man in the chest with a knife.

"Ah! Animals............ You............... You... dare................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. withered old man covered his chest.

"Master, I know, I know that there is only one way to transfer the golden silkworm Gu. I will use your heart blood and my blood to feed the golden silkworm Gu!" The cold middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

"Master, you have been scared to death. Since you are hiding in this cave and not daring to stand out, it is a waste to put the golden silkworm Gu in your place, so it is better to fulfill me. Don't worry, I will definitely find you a Feng Shui treasure land."

"Beasts.................. I shouldn't have saved you!"

"Save me? Do you think I don't know? You save me just want me to avenge you! Just like this time, if it weren't for your hint, how could I go..." The cold middle-aged man's face became a little hideous.

"Ah! You..."

The cold middle-aged man who had just received the incense burner for the golden silkworm Gu storm, fell to the ground with his hands covered.

"Haha... Haha! As a Gu master, I will leave some skills to keep you in the bottom of my box. I... I'm under the ground... waiting for you!" The skinny old man tilted his head and broke his anger after saying that.

"Baoba..."

Zhang Lang walked into the cave with applause.

"It's you?"

"It's me! It's a wonderful performance!" Zhang Lang smiled.

"I'll fight with you!" The cold middle-aged man threw the incense burner at Zhang Lang.
Chapter completed!