The Back To Heaven

Magicians

This masseuse looks like a typical Southeast Asian, but he speaks very fluent Chinese, with a slightly foreign accent.

Xie Huo smiled slightly, waved his hand, let the manager out first, then said to the masseuse from the country of Siam: "Mucha, you know, today I want to ask you about a place in your country called Ke Meng County, you can find out. ?"

"Kemeng Regency?" Mu Cha repeated, frowned, and shook his head with a puzzled expression, "I've never heard of it."

"It's in the southern part of Siam" added Rong Guocheng.

Mucha looked even more surprised, and said: "I'm a southerner, and I've never heard of this place. Maybe because this place is too small. Mr. Xie, you can wait a while and I will ask my friend. "

While talking, Mucha pulled out her phone, opened WeChat, and invited a friend to record a video. The two chatted in Siamese for about five minutes before he hung up the phone and said to Xie Huo: "Thank you boss, I will ask clearly. Yes, Ke Meng County is indeed in the south, but this is an old name. It was no longer used more than 300 years ago. Now this place, called Qingluo City, is not too far from my hometown."

Hearing that he was near Mucha's hometown, Xie Huo instantly became excited, and immediately asked: "Then, did you know that there is a witch named Ba Song in this place?"

Mucha shook his head and said with a smile: "I left my hometown when I was very young. I don't know much about that. In Siam, there are many witches and they are everywhere. Basong is not a rare name. Many witches are called Basong."

Xie Huo said again: "This magician is very famous. Even in China, people knew of his fame and would travel thousands of miles to find him."

Mucha smiled again and said, "Thank you, boss, many things like fame are proud of. They are called advertisements. Many witches would hire people to build momentum for themselves. People from other countries understand and understand the kingdom of Siam. There is not much, and there is no way to verify whether it is true or not. When I heard that Master was very powerful, I believed."

Mucha's words naturally made no sense. Xie Huo nodded and smiled at her a little: "It turns out that it is. I heard that this witch is very powerful, and I want to visit her."

"Xie Boss, do you believe this as well? I've never seen him at all before."

Mucha was still smiling, and he could see that his personality was very cheerful. In front of Xie Huo, he did not seem as stiff as the others, but rather relaxed, and his speech was like a pleasantries.

Rong Guocheng was puzzled and asked, "I heard that there are two types of witches in your country: black-robed witches and white-robed witches. The black-robed magic mage was extremely powerful, was that true?"

Mucha smiled at Rong Guocheng again: "This master, you probably watch Siamese horror movies a lot. If this witch is really powerful, then Siam will dominate the world long ago."

His tone was very relaxed, with a little joking, as he spoke, he was already laughing.

It can be seen that although Mucha is a Siamese, he does not take things as seriously as spells in his country, even seems to believe him, and can even make jokes.

After all, as an ordinary person, there were not many opportunities to see such things.

Even in China, there are many legends about ancient monks, but in modern society, not many people believe that they ever existed, and not even many people know about Wu Xiu's existence.

After listening to Mucha's words, Zi Xuan also laughed, her smile as charming as her voice, and Mucha couldn't help but stare at her.

Rong Guocheng had an awkward expression on his face.

Xie Huo hurriedly waved at Mu Cha and said, "Thank you very much, you should go back first."

“Do you really need me to massage you?” Mucha still showed white teeth and smiled.

Xie Huo turned his head and looked at Zi Xuan.

Zi Xuan's eyes flickered, still slightly wanting to try, but seeing Lin Hao's cold gaze next to her, he could only shake his head with a sad expression on his face.

When Mucha left, Xie Huo was a little confused, and said: "This is really strange, why would he want to say the old name? And, was it really as Mucha said, Bassong's reputation, really proud? Did he indeed have such an ability, and he set up a phantom talisman and a drag machine on Sun Da Pao's side. I'm afraid it's not just a wasted name, is it?"

Speaking of this series of questions, Xie Huo's gaze turned to everyone, and finally fell on Lin Hao.

Lin Hao took a sip of tea and said lightly: "He only knows Kemeng Regency, so of course he can only tell about this place."

Rong Guocheng and Xie Huo were still a little confused, and looked at each other as if they were asking each other for opinions.

Zi Xuan blinked and looked at Lin Hao. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and said, "You mean, this soul has been dead for over three hundred years?"

Xie Huo could not help but let out an "Ah", and he suddenly realized: "That's it! That's her! No wonder he didn't know Qingluo City!"

Rong Guocheng's eyes widened, as if thinking of something extraordinary, he stuttered: "Master Lin, could it be that the witch was also—" When he said this, he did not continue speaking, he did not continue speaking, I felt cold sweat on his body.

With a faint smile on Lin Hao's face, he nodded, confirming Rong Guocheng's words.

The other two people also understood Rong Guocheng's words, and there were also shocked expressions on their faces.

However, Zi Xuan's shock was clearly not as strong as Xie Huo and Rong Guocheng's.

After all, he was a monk. Originally, the lifespan of a monk was much longer than that of an ordinary person. Although the sect was now in decline, he had heard of the glory of the previously mentioned master, and knew that in history, There were also sects that were hundreds of years old, therefore, people can also have a long life for the Siam Master, and will soon be able to accept it.

Rong Guocheng and Xie Huo both knew that Wu Xiu had a long lifespan, but the limit they could receive was only around one hundred and fifty years. No matter how tall they were, it was beyond their imagination.

When they thought of a Siamese witch over three hundred years old, they felt terrified.

Seeing the shocked faces of the two of them, Lin Hao felt funny in his heart, if they knew that he had a life span of a thousand years, I wonder how much they would be surprised.

Zi Xuan summoned the soul ball again, letting it float by his side, looked at him, and muttered to himself: "A soul so old, I don't know if it will have any side effects when used."