Driving on the mountain road, Jiang Hao soon went to the village where the famous doctor Dao Huixiang lived, but before he could drive into the village, he heard the sharp sound of the suona.

I saw a team of people wearing mourning clothes and carrying a coffin from the village. I don’t know whose family died.

So Jiang Hao had to park his car on the side of the road and give way. After the funeral team passed, he drove to the entrance of the village to stop.

I saw that many elderly people gathered at the entrance of the village, and pointed to the funeral team that was leaving, heading towards the back mountain.

Jiang Hao carried his bag over and asked politely to the old men smoking a big cigarette: "Old man, how can Dr. Daohuixiangdao leave?"

Several elderly people looked at Jiang Hao and spoke in their local Dai dialect. It was obvious that they could not understand Mandarin, and Jiang Hao could not understand their local words.

"Are you a foreigner?"

At this time, a woman in Dai costume looked at Jiang Hao and said, "It's a pity that you came late. The one you carried out just now was Doctor Dao. He left the night before."

Jiang Hao was stunned and couldn't believe it and said, "Did you die?"

"yes."

Suddenly, several other women came over, and everyone shook their heads and sighed: "Doctor Dao is so good. Moreover, he is only seventy years old and has always been very strong. He goes to the back mountain to collect herbs every day. Alas, things are impermanent, and people leave as soon as they say they want."

"Isn't it? It's too sudden." The villagers gathered at the door and all felt that Dr. Dao was leaving too badly.

"You mean, Doctor Dao died suddenly?" Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, his son said that Dr. Dao went to the toilet in the middle of the night before yesterday, but he fell in the toilet and had bleeding from his head. They found out that they had died in the toilet in the morning. Yesterday, their family was mourning for a whole day, and it was not until now that they were buried in the back mountain." The women said.

"Oh, it's too dangerous for the old man to stay at home alone now."

"Isn't it? There are so many elderly people living alone in the country, and there are many cases of accidents every year. So, everyone should pay attention to the elderly at home..."

But at this time, Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and thought that this knife would die. Isn’t it too coincidental?

He had an accident the night before when he came. Although it was an accident, Jiang Hao intuition told him that something was strange.

So Jiang Hao first wandered around the village and walked to Dao Huixiang's house in the name of tourists. Their family also came back. Jiang Hao also went to visit and asked if Doctor Dao's death had been investigated.

However, their family members all thought that Doctor Dao accidentally tripped and hit the ground in the middle of the night, causing death. The family members all thought it was an accidental death.

But the more he said this, the more suspicious Jiang Hao was.

After Zhou Zhongtang's words, his grandfather Jiang Wentian's last stop was here, and he had a very good relationship with Dao Huixiang. At that time, Jiang Wentian stayed at their house temporarily and stayed for a month.

Originally, Jiang Hao thought that Dao Huixiang should know something about his grandfather, but this happened.

"Is it really just an accident?"

Jiang Hao was driving back to Mohan Town, and he frowned and thought for a long time along the way.

Now that Dao Huixiang has been buried, even if Jiang Hao suspects it is not an accident, what can he do?

It's impossible to dig out someone's body for examination.

Jiang Hao had no choice but to stop and drove back to Mohan Town. It was already afternoon.

Seeing that Miao Zhuoqi had not come back, he had to find a local restaurant for dinner. He received a call from Ye Ziyao and said angrily: "It's almost a week, why haven't you come back yet?"

"I'm in Xishuangbanna. If you're quick, I'll go back in the next two days." Jiang Hao said to Ye Ziyao with a smile while eating the local grilled fish.

"It's my dad's birthday in a while. You have to come back, don't you hear it?" Ye Ziyao was at home and had dinner with Zhang Wenguo and Ye Aiqin.

In fact, she just wanted Jiang Hao to go back early, otherwise she would be worried and always be thinking about it.

"Okay, I will definitely be able to rush back." Fun Song Xiaoshu

Jiang Hao said, and when he saw Miao Zhuoqi coming, he said hello to Ye Ziyao and ended the call, and asked him, "How is the investigation?"

"Well, I found out, it's in Laos."

Miao Zhuoqi asked the boss to serve two bottles of beer, and Jiang Hao was curious: "How could he be in Laos?"

"Who in China believes in that thing? This White Lotus Saint went abroad to preach and deceive people." Miao Zhuoqi poured himself a glass of beer and said.

Jiang Hao felt polite. After all, the country is not as feudal as before. In addition, the locals have confident beliefs, so they don’t believe in those things even more, unless they are in a relatively remote mountain village.

"This White Lotus Saint, her nest is in a place called Lannanda in Laos. They have also been active in our country during this period." Miao Zhuoqi said while drinking wine and eating grilled fish.

"Are you planning to go to their lair directly?" Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"If you want to do it, fuck them to death." Miao Zhuoqi said sinisterly.

Jiang Hao nodded and asked, "When will we take action?"

"Let's go out tomorrow."

Miao Zhuoqi said, Jiang Hao nodded, discussed countermeasures together, and then went back to the hotel. The next day they drove and entered the Lao border from Mohan Town.

Laos is a poor country in Asia. It has traffic jams and economic backwardness, and its people's lives are quite difficult.

However, the economy of a few small cities close to China is much better than that of other places.

Because the Chinese people have driven the economy of their small border towns, they have made their lives much better.

Lannanda County was once a rural area in Laos, but for decades, with the Chinese people driving the development here, the economy of this place has accelerated, and many Chinese people can be seen here.

By noon, Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi drove to Lannanda County. On the street, they immediately saw a few young men in white robes wandering around the streets, but the sign on their chests was the Soul Heaven Gate.

"They are the people of the White Lotus Saint." Miao Zhuoqi's eyes turned red when he saw those people.

"Is it so blatant?"

Jiang Hao was surprised, and Miao Zhuoqi said: "I suspect now that the headquarters of Soul Heaven Gate may be in neighboring countries."

Jiang Hao nodded, thinking that Miao Zhuoqi's analysis made sense.

After all, these evil sects cannot exist in the country.

Therefore, the headquarters of the Soul Heaven Sect may be really in this small country, otherwise these disciples would not have been wandering around the streets so blatantly.

Moreover, many locals will worship these disciples in white when they see them.

It can be seen from this that this White Lotus Saint is very popular in the local area.

"Let's find a place to stay first."

Jiang Hao was driving and saw the hotel in Chinese characters in front of him. He went over and stopped the car and walked in with Miao Zhuoqi.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw two men in white robes walking out with two sexy and coquettish girls in their arms. Seeing Jiang Hao and the others standing at the door, they shouted in Laotian: "I don't have eyes, get out of here..."

"Depend on…"

After being pushed, Miao Zhuoqi raised his hand and wanted to hit someone.

But a middle-aged man went up and pressed his hand down, and smiled at the two men in white and said, "Sorry, the two missionaries, they just came and were ignorant..."

"Be careful."

The man in white glared at Miao Zhuoqi with an arrogant look before he hugged the woman and went out.
Chapter completed!