I opened the celestial eyes of those three motorcyclists.
Two of them, total cowards, wet their pants out of sheer fright on the spot. The richest-looking one, Wei Yuan, was a bit better off. But the brains splattered on his shoulder nauseated him so much that he fell off his motorcycle and squatted aside, retching.
The situation where my electric moped was blocked from both the front and the back was instantly resolved.
The big move I had planned didn't even get a chance to be used!
I scoffed silently in my heart, then twisted the throttle of my electric moped and quickly turned onto a small path behind the green belt. This was a shortcut to our alley.
I hadn't gone far when I heard the roar of motorcycles on the main road behind me.
It seemed that the effect of the celestial eyes on those three playboys had worn off, and they dared to ride on the road again!
I couldn't help but turn my head and take a look.
With that female ghost on their motorcycle, they probably wouldn't end up well. I could see that layers of black qi were covering all the vitality on their bodies. It was very likely that they wouldn't even make it home alive tonight...
I felt my backpack. The bank card was still there.
This 300,000 yuan should be enough to pay for Du Wenzhong's surgery.
Even though I had this money, I still had to plan my future carefully.
Our family's shop couldn't be opened for the time being.
First, without my grandpa, that old good-luck charm, outsiders wouldn't trust the abilities of a little girl like me.
Second, if that bastard kid Si Tong could find our family's shop, it would be even easier for his father to find me and kill me to cover his tracks!
I couldn't just sit in the shop waiting for my death!
While pondering my future plans, I parked my electric moped beside the gate of the courtyard where we rented a place.
This courtyard was a good place my grandpa and I found according to the principles of feng shui when we first came to Beijing.
There were ten households in the courtyard, symbolizing perfection. There were towering ancient trees both inside and outside the courtyard, which could gather wealth and energy. It was a perfect hiding place for a down-and-out family like ours.
My grandpa rented a small storefront at the entrance of the courtyard.
It used to be a small store selling Tibetan Buddhist amulets and Thangkas.
During the three years of the pandemic, the store owner got stuck on the way to purchase goods in Tibet. He simply stopped paying the rent and forfeited the deposit. He settled down in Tibet, got married, and had children.
My grandpa and I took advantage of the situation. We even saved the cost of renovation. We packed up those ornaments and religious statues that were obviously wholesale items from Yiwu Small Commodity City at 80 cents a pack and stuffed them into the back room. Then we put some incense, candles, and paper offerings on the counter. With the original owner's dark and mysterious decoration style, our shabby little store selling religious items became even more out of place.
Most of the neighbors in this shantytown were old people over a hundred years old. They didn't care about the Six-Character Mantra or the Tara Buddha. Instead, they preferred our down-to-earth little store where they could buy incense, make offerings, and have their fortunes told.
People often came to ask about whether their daughters-in-law would give birth to a boy or a girl, or what they should put in their wealth corner...
In the past year, my grandpa and I not only made some money but also made a good impression on the neighbors.
However, no matter how good our relationship with the neighbors was, we couldn't open the big iron gate of the courtyard at three o'clock in the morning!
If there was a loud noise, not only would the neighbors scold us, but even the landlady's little black dog would crawl out of its kennel and bark at me!
I had no choice but to carefully unlock the door of our store and sneak into the house like a little mouse.
I had to pack up all our valuables and organize all the items used for fortune-telling and performing rituals. I would take them all with me.
Early tomorrow morning, I would go to the hospital to find my grandpa and pay all his fees.
Anyway, he was in a vegetative state now. Even if I cried my heart out beside him, he wouldn't respond!
I might as well hire two nurses to take care of him. I would just come to see him secretly twice a month.
Some people might say that I was cold-blooded and heartless, leaving my grandpa alone on the cold hospital bed to die!
But I didn't think so!
I was willing to sacrifice my life to save Du Wenzhong. He had accompanied me all my life. I didn't want him to leave this world in such a muddle. Even if he died, I had to find his soul and let him be a clear-minded ghost!
So, I not only had to avoid that perverted man named Si but also find a quiet place to enter the underworld in seclusion to find Du Wenzhong's soul!
I turned on the small mushroom-shaped yellow night light in the store and quickly found a long T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts to change into.
Then I started to pack up my things.
But no matter how I packed, I always felt that I was missing something!
Suddenly, I remembered the compass that I had smashed on the perverted man's head!
It was a family heirloom of the Du family. It was said to have been passed down for seven generations. It was not only a tool for finding dragon veins and detecting feng shui but also the lightning-struck jujube wood and gold needles on it were the best things for searching for the location of ghosts.
How could I have been so impulsive and smashed it to pieces?
I hugged my head and squatted in the counter, feeling heartbroken.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
Suddenly, I heard an old voice coming from outside the counter. It was hoarse and seemed to have no strength at all.
I didn't expect that someone would come to the store at this late hour. I quickly got up from behind the counter and looked outside.
There was a black shadow standing outside the store door. It was short and small. With the dim red moonlight, it vaguely looked like an old woman.
"Can I help you?"
Although it was three o'clock in the morning, there were already people in the city who got up early to work.
Maybe this old woman was a street cleaner. She saw that my store was open and wanted to buy something?
"Buy some incense and candles."
Sure enough, as I thought, the old woman outside the door nodded.
"Please come in. We have handmade gold and silver ingots, high-quality yellow paper, and..."
I introduced our products enthusiastically. Although I was going to run away, how could I turn down a customer who came to my door?
When I looked up, the old woman was already standing silently outside the counter. She was holding a round object that looked like a human head in her hand, which scared me.
"Girl... I don't have any money."
The old woman's face was full of wrinkles. In the dim yellow light, she looked very old. She smiled sheepishly and then said, "But I want to use this to pay for the goods. Is that okay?"
With that, she gently placed the object she was holding on the counter.
When I picked it up, I found that it was a black-painted motorcycle helmet. There was a pale skull hand-painted on the pure black background, and there was a small "agv" logo in green, white, and red in the middle.
This helmet looked a bit familiar!
I suddenly remembered the three arrogant motorcyclists who had blocked me just now. Among them, Wei Yuan, the young master who had a female ghost on the back of his motorcycle, seemed to be wearing such a helmet!
The helmet was brand new, but there was a large area of damage on the side, and even the carbon fiber material inside was exposed.