Lao Tudou waved his hand and said, "Master Tai Sui, just ask me about this matter. I also know where your mother is being held."
Aguan's eyes lit up and he asked happily: "Do you know where my mother is being held?"
Old Tudou patted his chest and replied: "Of course I know, it was the fairy who sent me to investigate."
Aguan asked anxiously: "Then can you take me there?"
Old Potato shook his head repeatedly. "What! Just the two of us? This...isn't it good? Shunde Evil God's place is strictly guarded. In addition to the believers guarding the door, there are also a group of ghosts and minions in the temple who are responsible for guarding it."
Aguan nodded and said: "I know, I didn't say I was going to fight in. Let's secretly observe from a distance. You tell me where my mother is being held, and we can find a solution together, okay?"
Old Potato thought for a while and nodded. "Okay, but my duty is to collect various local intelligence. I still have some places to patrol today and I won't be free until tomorrow. I will go with you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay, I'll come back to you tomorrow." Aguan patted Lao Tudou on the shoulder.
"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 Tudou said nervously.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Pianpian." Aguan said as he got on the bicycle.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll give you a talisman." Old Tudou took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Aguan.
"Sir Tai Sui, as long as you light this talisman, no matter how far away I am, I will rush to help you." Old Tudou pulled the corner of Aguan's clothes and said, and reminded: "Sir, please slow down. Riding, this magic soldier can run very fast."
"How fast can a bicycle go?" Aguan didn't care, stepped on the pedal, and rode out of the alley.
The wind was so strong all around that the people and cars around seemed to slow down.
Aguan rode on the street and realized that the stone fire wheel was indeed fast. With just one step, he passed the cars and motorcycles beside him.
He slowed down, not to attract too much attention, and carefully rode to the deserted alley, cheering. The stone fire wheel is not only fast, but also very easy to step on, requiring no effort on the feet.
After a while, he walked around to the Shunde Temple and took a few peeks from a distance of more than 30 meters. Agu was chatting with several big men in black at the door.
He originally planned to ride the stone fire wheel and fly away quickly, kick them hard a few times and then rush away. They would not be able to catch up with the stone fire wheel no matter what; even if they could catch up, Aguan's Tai Sui power would still be there Gradually waking up, ordinary mortals are no longer his opponents.
But then he thought about it, since his mother was still in their hands, there was no need to do unnecessary things to alert others, so he had better wait until he discussed it with Lao Tudou tomorrow before making other plans.
He turned the front of the car and rode out of the alley, walking aimlessly back and forth in the alley and on the street. Aguan rode to several streets that he had never been to before. Just as he rode into an alley, he was suddenly startled, as something familiar seemed to pass by him just now.
He quickly stopped the car and looked back. There was a stall dozens of meters behind him. It was actually the same fortune-telling stall in the underground tunnel that day. The stall owner was flipping through a magazine of naked women in boredom.
Aguan parked the stone fire wheel aside and walked to the stall angrily. The stall owner was still holding the magazine and didn't even look at him - it was the stall owner's usual deception method, deliberately putting on airs, but showing his inscrutability and doing better business.
"Boss, how do you sell this talisman?" Aguan looked at the talismans on the stall. Just like before, they were all written in flying colors.
The stall owner glanced at Aguan casually: "What kind of talisman do you want? The functions are different, and the prices are also different."
"To make a fortune."
"Getting rich can be divided into partial wealth, positive wealth, small wealth, and big wealth. Which kind of wealth do you want?" The stall owner said while taking out a few talismans from the iron box on the stall.
"I want to make a fortune." Aguan replied.
The stall owner took two puffs of cigarette, thought about it seriously, put out the cigarette, closed the iron box, looked at Aguan again, then turned around and took out an old book from his backpack, flipped it out and tucked it inside. of six talismans.
"If you want to make a fortune, ordinary talismans are of no use. These six talismans are different. They are my family heirlooms and are specially designed to make a fortune." The stall owner did not forget to add: "If I hadn't been destined to be destined to the gods and Buddhas, I was destined to I have spent my whole life traveling around the world and ferrying sentient beings, and I have already used this talisman to make a fortune."
"It is indeed a family heirloom. It has many functions. It can cure ghosts and make money..." Aguan clenched his fist. "Then how much does this talisman cost?"
"Ten thousand yuan a piece." The stall owner said tactfully.
Aguan let out a sigh. "Didn't you say that I am a destined person? Isn't the destined person worth three thousand?"
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then looked Aguan up and down carefully. Suddenly he remembered something and screamed: "Fuck! It's you!"
"You finally remembered." Aguan sneered twice. "Can you return the purse to me?"
"I'll do it..." The stall owner suddenly stood up, with a ferocious look on his face and was about to curse, but before he could finish his curse words, Aguan grabbed him by the collar, forcibly pulled him from the bench to the stall, and then pulled him from the stall. He fell to the ground while pulling up, and the miscellaneous talismans and books on the stall were scattered all over the floor.
"I'll do it!" the stall owner screamed and jumped up. He clenched his fist and was about to hit the person. Before he could make a move, he received another heavy punch from Aguan on the stomach. He was rolling on the ground in pain: "Yes, yes, yes... I'm sorry." , I, I, I didn’t mean it... you, you, your wallet... I, I, I just give it back to you!"
Aguan snorted, and the stall owner struggled to stand up. He rummaged through the bag beside the stall and pulled out a wallet—it was his big wallet.
He was reaching out to pick it up when his face suddenly turned hot. It turned out that the owner of the stall was holding a medicinal spray to treat muscle soreness in his other hand. This spray is highly irritating and is as effective as anti-wolf spray when sprayed on the face.
Although Aguan closed his eyes at the moment when the spray came on, he still felt a hot and stinging feeling on his face. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw the owner of the stall starting a heavy motorcycle not far away, speeding rapidly. When he came out of the alley, he didn't forget to give Aguan a middle finger before leaving.
"Damn it!" Aguan blinked hard. His eyes were stimulated by the spray medicine and kept crying. He stepped on the stone fire wheel and chased out of the alley hatefully.
The stall owner laughed loudly, increased his power, and sped across three streets. Unexpectedly, he saw Aguan in the rearview mirror chasing after him on a bicycle.
"Drink!" The stall owner was horrified. He pushed the accelerator to the end and passed several cars. But Aguan had already ridden beside him, his feet stepping on the pedals as fast as a fan.
The stall owner couldn't believe that there were people in this world who could ride bicycles as fast as heavy motorcycles.
The two chased each other like this for a long time. Aguan was not in a hurry to stop him, but found it very interesting.
The stall owner broke out in a cold sweat. He felt that the hand holding the faucet was getting stiffer and stiffer. He thought that there was no way to continue like this. Look around, this is his territory, and he grew up here.
As the car turned around, the stall owner turned into an alley, and Aguan followed him in.
This alley has nine twists and turns, and the stall owner seems to be in a deserted place. He rides rumble, frightening the children playing nearby and the aunts who gather to chat. Aguan chased after him, but he felt a little embarrassed.
The stall owner stopped his motorcycle in front of an old house and ran into the old house.
"You idiot, aren't you afraid that I will smash your car?" Aguan followed angrily and looked around. He saw that the door of the old house was open and empty. The back door was also open, and the stall owner had just rushed out of the back door.
Without thinking, Aguan rode the stone fire wheel into the old house. The floor of the old house was full of broken bricks and rubble. Sitting on the stone fire wheel, he didn't feel any bumps at all, but felt extremely smooth.
He rode out the back door and saw a path less than one meter wide in front of him. There was a drainage ditch about thirty centimeters below in the middle of the path. These passages turned out to be fire lanes in this old village.
Aguan followed closely behind the stall owner. Surrounded by complicated fire lanes, the stall owner was running like a mouse in a hole, turning left and right in a familiar manner.
Aguan struggled to catch up, but the stall owner was even more horrified. How could he have thought that the young man behind him could ride a bicycle so well and be able to pursue him in this small fire alley.
