Chapter 21: Atai and the Six Po (2)
The old potato waved his hand and said, "Master Tai Sui, it's right to ask me about this matter, and I still know where your mother is being held." β
Ah Guan's eyes lit up and he asked happily, "Do you know where my mother is being held?" β
The old potato patted his chest and replied: "Of course I know, it was the fairy who sent me to investigate." β
Ah Guan asked anxiously, "Then can you take me there?" β
The old potato shook his head again and again. "What! Just the two of us? It's not good, the Shunde evil god is very tightly guarded, in addition to believers guarding the door, there is also a group of ghost minions in the temple who are responsible for guarding it. β
Ah Guan nodded and said, "I know, I didn't say that I wanted to kill it, we secretly observed from a distance, you tell me where my mother is being held, let's figure out a way together, okay?" β
Old Potato thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay, but my duty is to collect all kinds of local information, there are still some places to patrol today, and I will be free tomorrow, so I'll go with you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay, I'll come back to you tomorrow." Guan patted the old potato on the shoulder.
"Also... there is one more thing, don't tell the fairy that I took you there, otherwise she will definitely blame me again if she finds out." Old Potato said nervously.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Pianpin." Ah Guan said as he stepped on the bicycle.
"Wait, wait, I'll give you a talisman." Old Potato took out a talisman from his cuff and handed it to Ah Guan.
"Master Tai Sui, as long as you light this talisman, no matter how far away, I will rush to help you." The old potato pulled the corner of Ah Guan Yi and said, and did not forget to remind: "Lord Reserve, you ride slowly, this divine soldier is running fast." β
"How fast can a bicycle go?" Ah Guan didn't care, stepped on the pedal, and rode out of the alley.
The wind was so strong that the people and cars around seemed to slow down.
Ah Guan rode up the street, and then realized that the stone fire wheel was indeed fast. With a light step, he overtook the automobile and motorcycle next to him.
He slowed down to not make himself too conspicuous, and carefully rode into the deserted alley, cheering. Not only is the stone wheel fast, but it is also very easy to step on, and it takes no foot effort.
After a while, he went around to the vicinity of Shunde Temple, and peeked a few times at a distance of more than thirty meters, where his aunt was chatting with several big men dressed in black at the door.
He had planned to ride the Stonefire Wheel as fast as he could, kick them a few times and then rush away, they would not be able to catch up with the Stonefire Wheel anyway; Even if he catches up, the power of Tai Sui in Ah Guan's body at this time is gradually awakening, and ordinary mortals are no longer his opponents.
But when he thought about it, his mother was still in their hands, and there was no need to do extra things to startle the snakes, so he would obediently wait for tomorrow to discuss with the old potato before making another plan.
He turned the car around, rode out of the alley, and walked aimlessly back and forth in the alley and on the street. Guan rode to a few streets he hadn't been to before. Riding into an alley, he was suddenly stunned, and there seemed to be a familiar thing passing by him.
He hurriedly stopped the car, and when he looked back, there was a small stall dozens of meters behind him, which was actually the fortune-telling stall in the underground that day, and the stall owner was bored flipping through a naked women's magazine.
Guan docked the Stone Fire Wheel and walked to the stall in a huff. The stall owner was still holding the magazine, and he didn't even look at him - it was the stall owner's usual fraud method that deliberately put up a shelf, but it showed that he was unfathomable and had a better business.
"Boss, how do you sell this talisman?" Ah Guan looked at the talisman on the stall, and as before, Zhang Zhang wrote that the dragon flew and the phoenix danced.
The stall owner glanced at Ah Guan nonchalantly: "What kind of talisman do you want?" The price is different depending on the function. β
"He who wants to get rich."
"There are also partial wealth, positive wealth, small wealth, and big wealth, what kind of wealth do you want?" As the stall owner spoke, he took out a few talismans from the iron box on the stall.
"I'm going to make a fortune." Aguanda.
The stall owner took two puffs of his cigarette, thought about it for a while, put out the cigarette, covered the iron box, and looked at Ah Guan twice, before turning around and taking out an old book from his backpack and turning out the six talismans he was holding.
"If you want to make a fortune, ordinary talismans are useless, these six talismans are different, they are my family heirloom treasures, and they specialize in making a fortune." The stall owner didn't forget to add a sentence: "If it weren't for my fate with gods and Buddhas, I would have been destined to walk the world and cross sentient beings for the rest of my life, and I would have used this talisman to make a fortune." β
"It's a family heirloom, it's really multi-functional, it cures ghosts and makes a fortune..." "And how much does this talisman cost?"
"Ten thousand dollars a piece." The stall owner said sophisticationally.
Guan sighed. "Didn't you say that I was destined to be a person of fate, and a person of fate was not a piece of three thousand?"
The stall owner was stunned, and then he carefully looked Ah Guan up and down, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted: "!" It's you! β
"You finally remember." Guan sneered twice. "You can return the purse to me."
"I'll do it..." The stall owner stood up suddenly, and was about to scold with a hideous face, but before he finished scolding, he asked Ah Guan to grab the neckline, and pulled him from the bench to the stall, and then pulled him from the stall to the ground, and the stall was scattered with miscellaneous talismans and books.
"I'll do it!" The stall owner screamed and jumped up, clenched his fists and was about to hit someone, but before he could move, he was punched by Ah Guan in the stomach again, and rolled on the ground in pain: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm sorry, I, I, I didn't mean to... β
Guan snorted, and the stall owner struggled to his feet, rummaged through the bag next to the stall, and pulled out a purseβhis large purse.
He was reaching out to pick it up, when suddenly his face became spicy, and it turned out that the stall owner was holding a medicinal spray for muscle soreness in his other hand. This spray is highly irritating and does not lose the effect of anti-wolf spray when sprayed on the face.
Although Ah Guan closed his eyes at the moment when the spray came, he still felt a hot and stinging pain on his face, and when he finally opened his eyes, he saw that the stall owner was starting a heavy locomotive not far away, and quickly rushed out of the alley, and did not forget to give Ah Guan a middle finger before leaving.
"Damn!" Guan blinked vigorously, his eyes irritating to tears from the spray, and he stepped onto the stonefire wheel and chased out of the alley in hatred.
The stall owner laughed, urged his horsepower, and raced across three streets, but he didn't expect to see Ah Guan riding a bicycle in the rearview mirror.
"Drink!" The stall owner was horrified, pushed the accelerator to the end, and raced past several cars. Guan had already ridden beside him, his feet darling like fans.
The stall owner couldn't believe that there were people in the world who rode bicycles as fast as heavy motorcycles.
The two chased like this for a long time, and Ah Guan was not in a hurry to stop him, but found it very interesting.
The stall owner was scared into a cold sweat, only to feel that the hand holding the faucet was getting stiffer and stiffer, thinking that it was not a way to go on like this, look around, this is his territory, he grew up here.
As soon as the front of the car turned, the stall owner turned into an alley, and Ah Guan followed.
The alley has nine twists and eighteen turns, and the stall owner rides as if no one is in a no-man's land, frightening the children playing nearby and the aunts who gather together to chat. Ah Guan chased after him, but felt a little embarrassed.
The stall owner stopped the locomotive in front of an old house and ran into it.
"You, aren't you afraid I'll smash your car?" Ah Guan angrily followed, and when he looked in, the door of the old house was open, and the back door was also open, and the stall owner had just run out of the back door.
Ah Guan didn't think about it, and rode the stone fire wheel into the old house, the old house was full of broken bricks and tiles, and sitting on the stone fire wheel did not feel bumpy at all, but felt very smooth.
He rode out the back door, and in front of him was a path less than a meter wide, with a drainage ditch about thirty centimeters at the bottom in the middle of the path. These passages turned out to be fire lanes for this old cottage.
Ah Guan followed closely behind the stall owner, surrounded by intricate fire alleys, but the stall owner ran familiarly like a mouse in a hole in the ground, turning left for a while, turning right for a while.
Ah Guan chased hard, but the stall owner was even more shocked, how could he have thought that the young man behind him could ride his bicycle so superbly, and he could chase after him in this small fire alley.