An Fengjun followed Shu Guan into the house.
Shu Guan walked to the long table and sat down, motioning for An Fengjun to sit opposite him, and then started making tea.
"Master An, I wonder what happened to you?"
While making tea, Shu Guan asked with a smile.
An anger suddenly appeared on An Fengjun's face, and then he began to tell.
Shu Guan remembered correctly. An Fengjun was indeed running a gambling stall and brothel business. Although these businesses were not on the market, they were all very profitable businesses.
Especially his gambling stalls, because of his Qinggang background, the patrol bureau will basically not come to catch gamblers, so they are naturally safe enough.
Moreover, gambling stalls opened by big gangs like the Qinggang always have a better reputation than those small gambling stalls. Naturally, no one would dare to gamble in a gambling stall opened by someone from the Qinggang.
Therefore, the gambling stall opened by An Fengjun has many gamblers and the business has been very good.
One characteristic of a gambling business like this is that it can earn a large amount of cash every day.
Naturally, such a large amount of cash cannot be placed in the gambling stall. First, An Fengjun is afraid that his subordinates will be unclean, and he is also afraid that putting too much cash in the gambling stall will attract the covetousness of some dragons crossing the river.
So every early morning, after the gambling stall closes, An Fengjun will have the day's income from the gambling stall delivered to his home.
For this purpose, he also specially organized a convoy team, numbering nearly twenty people, all of whom were well-trained and equipped with guns.
This escort team went to the gambling brothel run by An Fengjun every day to collect the day's income, and then escorted them all the way to An Fengjun's home.
Over the years, there has never been an incident.
"...until a month ago, a group of little red guys appeared out of nowhere and dared to touch my money. My escort team was robbed three times. Don't let me catch them, otherwise they will all be killed. I gave them cramps and skinned them..."
An Fengjun finally said so viciously.
Of course, so far, he can only vent his anger in words, because An Fengjun has not yet found the group of people who robbed him of his money.
Shu Guan originally wanted to ask why he didn't report this to the patrol bureau earlier if something like this happened, but he quickly reacted before he could say anything.
An Fengjun knew that the money was not clean to begin with, and on the ground in Shencheng, it was better to approach the patrol bureau for this kind of thing than to use it themselves.
Even An Fengjun couldn't find those people, so how could the patrol bureau find them?
"Mr. Shu, I came here today just to ask you to figure out where those little red guys are hiding."
After cursing, An Fengjun looked at Shu Guan eagerly and said.
To be honest, An Fengjun really had no choice. He had already mobilized his brothers to search for the group in Shanghai for more than ten days. He also asked some other big guys he was close to in the Qinggang to help him search. They almost dug through the land in Shencheng, but they couldn't find any clues about the group of robbers who dared to rob him.
Especially after his escort was robbed again last night, An Fengjun was at his wits' end and finally thought of the fortune teller in front of him who, according to Mr. Du, was extremely accurate in telling fortunes, to see if he could help him.
In fact, at this moment, An Fengjun also had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
And Shu Guan pondered for a moment.
What he was thinking about was whether he should help An Fengjun, and whether he should get involved in such an obviously gangster thing.
While thinking, Shu Guan asked a few words casually.
"Master An, I wonder how many people in your escort team died."
The reason why Shu Guan asked this question was because he wanted to know whether the gangsters who were gangsters were cruel or not.
If they were a group of gangsters with cruel and violent methods, he wouldn't mind helping An Fengjun.
"There are no dead people. They were all knocked unconscious and then robbed of their money. Only a few people were slightly injured."
An Fengjun replied quickly.
Shu Guan was suddenly startled when he heard this.
Knocked unconscious?
Twenty or so strong men with strong weapons and guns, were all beaten unconscious?
This is probably harder than killing them!
"How many gangsters are there?"
Shu Guanzai asked.
"I heard from my brothers in the escort team that there are seven or eight people who show up every time!"
Only seven or eight people?
The surprise in Shu Guan's eyes became even stronger.
Unless these seven or eight people were all martial arts masters of the same level as Han Biao, it would be possible to steal property from more than twenty big men who were armed with guns and equally good at martial arts.
No, it’s still unlikely!
It was easy for seven or eight martial arts masters like Han Biao to kill An Fengjun's escort team, but it was difficult to subdue those people without any harm.
Because everyone in the convoy has a gun, unless there are some special circumstances, as long as one or two people have time to draw a gun to resist, it will turn into a fierce battle.
The most important thing is that this kind of robbery happened three times. If there was no defense the first time, it might still be possible.
But after a robbery, the escort team's vigilance must have been greatly increased. Under such circumstances, even if the gangsters were all martial arts masters of the same level as Han Biao, they would not be able to knock the escort team unconscious without hurting anyone.
"Master An, why don't you tell me how you were robbed?"
Then Shu Guan looked a little serious and said.
Then An Fengjun started talking again.
The escort team under him usually rides bicycles to collect money for escort. One person rides the bicycle and the other sits in the back seat holding the money box.
There will be a distance of five or six meters between the ten bicycles, and the route back will be slightly changed every day. Logically speaking, such an arrangement is difficult to be ambushed halfway.
But the problem is that they were robbed, and blocked three times in a month.
According to what the members of the escort team said at the time, during the three times they were robbed, they all encountered heavy fog without exception.
And in the thick fog that made it difficult to see, the gangsters rushed out of the alleys they passed and knocked them all unconscious before they could react.
In addition to being able to barely distinguish the seven or eight figures of the gangsters, they didn't even know what the gangsters looked like. They didn't even know whether they were male or female.
...Dense fog?
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows.
If this is the case, as long as the skills of those gangsters are above a certain level, it is not impossible for them to succeed.
This period of time is the beginning of autumn, and Shencheng is located on the coast. Every morning, the entire city is indeed shrouded in morning fog.
Maybe I was thinking too much just now.
Of course, there is still another possibility, because there will be mist every morning in Shencheng these days, but it is very rare to say that kind of thick fog that makes it difficult to distinguish the scene a few meters away.
Moreover, the route of the convoy was different every day, so it was just a coincidence that the gangsters were able to ambush in a place shrouded in thick fog every time.
Therefore, Shuguan was ready to intervene in this matter.
"Master An, do you have anything left behind by those gangsters?"
Then Shu Guan asked this question.
An Fengjun groaned and looked at him in confusion.
"Master An, if you want to find a person by divination, you must either have that person's name and accurate birth date, or you must have that person's belongings, otherwise I can't make a divination."
Shu Guan explained with a smile.
"I see... Then I need to go back and ask my brothers first to see if they have found anything that those little red guys dropped."
"Okay, let's wait until Mr. An goes back and ask. If there are any items left by those gangsters, no matter what they are, I can make predictions for Mr. An."
Shu Guan stood up and sent An Fengjun to the door. An Fengjun said goodbye to him politely and drove away.
Shu Guan looked up at the sky outside and saw that it was already evening.
...it's still early...
With this thought in mind, he turned around and closed the door of the horse racing studio, but instead of going upstairs, he turned on the light and sat back at the long table.
Shu Guan planned to go to the patrol station in the south of the city tonight to perform a dream-entrance spell on Professor Pang Daokun to see what happened to Pang Daokun that caused him to go crazy and kill.
Originally, Shu Guan wanted to ask Ouyang Hai to help him make arrangements, but after thinking about it, he seemed to be reluctant to deal with him.
Originally, Shu Guan wanted to ask Ouyang Hai to help him make arrangements, but after thinking about it, he seemed to be reluctant to deal with him.
Moreover, Ouyang Hai had another identity. If he kept looking for him, the chances of his other identity being exposed would increase. Shu Guan felt that it would be better to disturb others less.
So he planned to wait until midnight before sneaking into the prison at the Chengnan Patrol Bureau. It wouldn't be a troublesome thing anyway.
Shu Guan made a plan in his mind, and then took out the four-page wool scroll from his arms.
To be honest, ever since he bought this fragment of Palm Sutra at the Esoteric Order's trade fair last night, Shu Guan had been eager to take a closer look at it, but it was only now that he finally had the time.
Putting a thin parchment volume on the table in front of him, Shu Guan took a deep breath, and then opened the first page of the parchment volume.
Soon after, Shu Guan's eyes gradually showed excitement.
The One Palm Sutra practiced by Shu Guan has never been complete.
When he first discovered this mysterious secret technique in the Taoist Pavilion of Shan Si Guan, the volume in Shan Si Guan only had about ten pages.
According to what is mentioned in the fragments of the One Palm Sutra in Shan Ji Guan, the original name of this palm sutra is not actually the One Palm Sutra, and it is not even a simple divination technique.
Observe the yin and yang in the palm of your hand!
Shu Guan still remembers clearly the four words he saw when he opened the fragment of the volume in Shanyi Guan.
It was mentioned in the fragment of the volume that this is actually a method of observing the changes of yin and yang in the heaven and earth, and the One Palm Sutra is just one of the Taoist techniques embodied in this method.
The fragments of the One Palm Sutra in the Daozang Pavilion are not the entire One Palm Sutra. The One Palm Sutra is actually divided into three parts, namely, cutting off personnel affairs, cutting off Feng Shui, and cutting off luck.
The Yi Zhang Sutra that Shu Guan originally learned was only a small part of the judgment of people's affairs, including the judgment of one's own affairs.
But now the four-page fragment of the One Palm Sutra obtained by Shu Guan is not about cutting off people, nor is it cutting off Feng Shui, or cutting off luck, but another secret technique.
And this secret technique also has no name, because these four pages of the parchment are also incomplete.
As for this secret technique, to put it simply, it can control the thread of a person's destiny.
When he first started practicing the Yi Zhang Sutra, Shu Guan once saw rays of light as thin as silk extending from his body, one end connected to the body, and the other extending into the void, but he could not see where the end was. .
Those rays of light that can only be seen under spiritual vision are the thread of a person's destiny.
The secret technique recorded on these four pages of parchment is a secret technique that allows you to truly grasp the thread of someone else's fate, and then control the destiny of others.
It's a pity that this parchment is incomplete, so the nameless art of manipulating fate can only be practiced in the first level.
The first level of secret technique can grasp the thread of fate of the person being cast, and control the fate of the person being cast within thirty breaths of time.
Thirty breaths is equivalent to about thirty seconds.
It seems like a very short time, but being able to change a person's fate in thirty seconds is already a terrifying thing.
Of course, this secret technique also has many limitations.
First of all, you can only control the original fate trajectory of the person being cast on a certain matter within this thirty seconds. Once it exceeds thirty seconds, the power of the destiny of the person being cast will be lost. To put order out of chaos and put his own destiny back on track.
In addition, the effect of this secret technique also depends on the strength comparison between the user and the person being used.
You must completely suppress the opponent in terms of spiritual power, soul power and Tao realm, in order to truly control the fate of the person being cast.
In addition, controlling the fate of others is an act of changing fate against the will of heaven. When you use this secret technique, no matter whether it is successful or not, you will suffer the backlash of the power of heaven. Whether you can resist it depends on your own destiny. .
Therefore, this is an unreasonably powerful secret technique, but it is also a secret technique with extremely many restrictions.
Even after it is truly cultivated, ordinary practitioners may not dare to use it easily.
Shu Guan spent an hour reading all four pages of the parchment carefully.
The first page of parchment introduces the efficacy and various limitations of this secret technique, while the next three pages describe the specific cultivation methods on how to grasp the thread of other people's destiny and control it.
However, just like the Yi Zhang Sutra that he had previously practiced, this secret technique must have the general outline of yin and yang in order to be able to practice it. Otherwise, the old man with the goatee would not sell it at all, and Mr. No. 7 It won't stop raising the price up to 100,000 silver dollars at most.
If you can learn the secret art of controlling the fate of others by just relying on these four pages of the parchment, then this parchment will be a priceless treasure.
Of course, for Shu Guan, this is not a problem.
At the beginning, he practiced Yi Zhang Sutra without any general outline.
For him, as long as there is a specific cultivation method, any Taoist technique can be easily learned. As for the Taoist meaning that needs to be understood for that Taoist technique, it is not necessary.
After reading the four parchment scrolls, Shu Guan slowly closed them, then closed his eyes, sat on the chair, and entered a state of trance.
This sitting lasted for three hours.
Three hours later, Shu Guan opened his eyes again.
The moment he opened his eyes, the light in his eyes was like two bright moons.
Then Shu Guan saw the thin luminous threads on his body, floating in the air like the tentacles of a fish, and the other end disappeared into the void.
It's a pity that the gate control technique can't change his destiny.
As for the name of Life Control Technique, it was the name Shu Guan had just given to this secret technique.
Regarding the matter of naming, Shu Guan has never been very talented. Anyway, no matter what the name is, it will not affect the magical effect of the secret technique.
Then Shu Guan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already past eleven o'clock in the night. It was time to go to the patrol station in the south of the city to see Pang Daokun and use the dreaming technique on him.
Shu Guan stood up and walked out of the horse racing hall.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the gate of the Chengnan Patrol Bureau.
The reason why he chose to come so late was naturally because he thought there would be few people in the patrol station, so that he could use the dream-entrance technique on Pang Daokun.
However, what he didn't expect was that when he came outside the gate of the Chengnan Patrol Bureau, he found that the three-story building where the Chengnan Patrol Bureau was located was brightly lit, and there were many uniformed patrol officers standing at the door, and there were also parked cars. Several hospital ambulances.
Shu Guan looked from a distance and saw that the expressions on the faces of the patrol officers were quite nervous.
And from the building behind where the prisoners were kept, plumes of black smoke were rising.
...What happened? Is it on fire...
Shu Guan's heart skipped a beat, and then he immediately put an invisibility charm on himself and strode over.
He walked past the patrol officers and passed through the lobby of the patrol bureau. Along the way, he met many patrol officers, as well as doctors and nurses in white coats.
After walking through the hall and arriving at the backyard, Shu Guan suddenly saw that the ground in the backyard was covered with corpses covered with white cloth. Many of the corpses' hands and feet stretched out from under the white cloth had been burned black and were still Corpses were being carried out one after another from the prison, and the air was filled with the smell of roasted meat. It was an extremely disgusting aroma.
Shu Guan also saw Ouyang Hai.
Ouyang Hai stood at the door of the prison with a heavy face, silently looking at the corpses being carried out from inside.
There were several corpses among them. Although the corpses were burnt, it could still be seen that they were wearing patrol uniforms.
Shu Guan's heart sank.
…
It was still the alley opposite the patrol station. Shu Guan was leaning against the wall of the alley, smoking silently.
When he lit his fourth cigarette, Ouyang Hai's figure walked in from outside the alley.
In the faint light of the cigarette butt, you can see that his expression is tired and sad, and he also smells of alcohol.
"Can you stop smoking?"
This was Ouyang Hai's first sentence to Shu Guanshuo. He said it very seriously and in a sharp tone.
"I hate smelling this now!"
So Shu Guan threw the newly lit cigarette to the ground, stamped it out with his toes, and then looked at Ouyang Hai with sympathy.
He understood the reason why Ouyang Hai had a bad temper at this time.
So Shu Guan didn't ask Ouyang Hai anything directly, but stood there silently. It wasn't until a few minutes later that he watched Ouyang Hai take out a pack of cigarettes with a beautiful girl's face on it and light it that he asked.
"Is he dead?"
