Tie Jin Gang is indeed a professional intelligence broker. Based on the detailed address he provided, Yin Xiu and Luo Wei quickly arrived at a street in the Xiu's impression of the Bronx also comes from some scenes in the TV series "Rumble in the Bronx" he watched in his "previous life". In his impression, this place should be full of hooligans who collect protection fees, thugs who steal things, and drug addicts who are unknown whether they are dead or alive. However, it seemed that this scene was everywhere in Gaotan, so Yin Xiu was not surprised. This street is far away from the main road. On both sides are low, dilapidated apartments. Various colored awnings extend from the bottom of the apartments, and under the awnings are small plots of land where street people do business. Most of the craftsmen here are engaged in tailoring business such as repairing clothes, shoes, hats and coats, sewing and mending them to earn some labor fees. In addition, there are several stalls selling picture books. "That's strange enough." Luo Wei touched his face and said, "If we sell comic books here that even our own people may not understand, will the foreigners buy them?" Yin Xiu picked up a book at random, flipped through a few pages, and found that it was about the story of the young Li Kui and Sun Erniang. The description was vivid and passionate, and every detail was so detailed that he was so engrossed in reading it that he ignored what Luo Wei said. When I saw the most exciting part and was about to turn the page, a hand reached out and covered the book.

That hand belongs to the stall owner. "Young man, you have to pay for the next part," he said with a smile. "Then I'll come back next time." Yoon Soo put the book back on the stall. He was not in a hurry to find someone to inquire about things, so he just continued shopping with Luo Wei. Luo Wei stopped in front of a fortune-telling stall. It seems that fortune-telling stalls everywhere are of the same style, with a yellow cloth on the ground and two low stools. Whether in Hong Kong Island or Kowloon, such a simple configuration can set up a fortune-telling stall. The fortune teller was a man with a mustache, a melon-shaped hat and black sunglasses. His name was written on the cloth on the ground - Mr. Babao. After Luo Wei and Yin Xiu exchanged glances, he sat down in front of the stall and stretched out his left hand. The fortune teller seemed to have been waiting for a long time before coming to the business. He raised his head and glanced at Luo Wei, feeling a little confused. "Neon gold?" "People from Kyushu." Luo Wei muttered to himself, thinking that this fortune teller couldn't even tell his nationality, let alone anything else, so he stood up and wanted to leave. The fortune teller quickly grabbed him and said repeatedly: "Brother, brother, help me open a shop. I haven't opened a shop yet today. Just think of it as a favor. At most, I can give you a fortune." "Is that so? If there was a gift, it would be different." Seeing that Luo Wei finally sat down, the fortune teller quickly took out a fortune stick box, shook it in his hand, and it made a rumbling sound. "Brother, what are you trying to calculate? Fortune, marriage, offspring?" "Let's read your palm first."

"okay." The fortune teller leaned closer, "Men on the left, women on the right." "it is good." Luo Wei stretched out his hand. As soon as he spread out his hands, the fortune teller shouted loudly. "My friend, this is your palm that indicates longevity. Look at this lifeline." The fortune teller moved the fan in the direction of Luo Wei's hand, from one end to the other. "You have to live to be a hundred years old at least!" Luo Wei smiled and thought to himself that you are half right. The lifespan of a Rakshasa is already very long, so living to be a hundred years old should be easy. However, the next moment, the fortune teller clicked his tongue, frowned, and shook his head repeatedly. "No, no..." He looked up at Luo Wei's face and pointed out, "Brother, I see that your face is full of dark clouds..." "The forehead is black." Yin Xiu added. "Yes, yes, yes, the forehead is black." The fortune teller calculated with his fingers and said, "If my prediction is true, you will definitely have a bloody disaster within half a month, and your life will be in danger!" "Ah? So unlucky?" Luo Wei responded with a look of surprise. "Then shouldn't you go back and prepare for your funeral?" Yin Xiu said. "you're right." Luo Wei stood up. The fortune teller also stood up quickly, "Don't worry, don't worry, although your life is at stake and it is very urgent, but with me, Mr. Babao, here, there is nothing that cannot be solved." Afraid that Luo Wei and Yin Xiu would not believe him, he added: "Moreover, this is a disaster destined for you, brother. As long as you get through this disaster, you will be able to survive from the desperate situation. From now on, you will be reborn like a phoenix from the ashes. You will have smooth sailing and become rich and powerful!" "Oh……" Luo Wei sat down again and suddenly asked him: "Do you want to find a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit?" "What Taoist priest are you looking for?" The fortune teller pointed at himself and said, "I know everything." "Exorcism?" "I can." "Feng Shui?"

"I can do it too." "To calm down?" "My strong point." "Giving birth to a child?" "what???" The fortune teller was stunned for a moment, then sat back on the stool dejectedly, with a distressed look on his face, "You two, so you are here to make fun of me, Mr. Babao?" After a pause, he sighed and said, "Well, most young people today don't believe this. What's more, who can believe that they are lucky enough to survive in North America?" "There's no need to be so depressed." Yoon-su put aside his joking mood and stuffed a small bundle of bills into the fortune teller's pocket. "But we really need to find a Taoist priest." "I told you, if you really want to solve the problem, just come to me. I can do what a Taoist priest can do, and if I can't do it, you probably can't ask a Taoist priest to do it either." "However, I really need a Taoist priest to help me." Yin Xiu shook his wrist, and a palm-sized compass appeared in his hand. The emerald hands on top are particularly eye-catching. As soon as the fortune teller saw the Feng Shui compass, he immediately understood Yin Xiu's identity. He made a Xuanmen hand gesture and whispered, "I am from the Xiuli Huanglong School, and I learned from Mr. Dongpo. I have not asked for your advice." “Actually, this was lent to me by my friend.” "Your friend?" The fortune teller was a little confused. "That's right, I'm not a Feng Shui master, I'm..." Yin Xiu turned over the back of his hand, and found another Five Emperors Coin in the palm of his hand. Although the fortune teller was a wandering man who often made up stories to fool people, this journey also honed his vision and knowledge. He recognized Yin Xiu's identity through the Five Emperors' Coins - a disciple of Mount Mao. In this way, he also understood that this was a matter of Taoism, not Xuanmen, and it was not something that a fortune teller like him who only knew a few tricks could get involved in. Because this is a very profound and professional matter. The fortune teller has learned nothing else here over the years except that professional matters should be left to professionals. So he didn't ask any more questions, but just told me frankly: "About ten years ago, there was a Taoist priest here, from the Laoshan School, who came here at about the same time as us. It is said that he originally went to Jinshan to dig gold for a few years and earned some income, so he went to Gaotan to open a Taoist temple. He had great magical powers and often helped the neighbors treat illnesses, exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, and did a lot of good things.

That man's surname is Hong, so everyone here calls him Taoist Hong." Master Hong? Yin Xiu and Luo Wei both subconsciously associated this name with the title "Red Emperor". Since he is a Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan and his surname is Hong, he can only be the “Red Emperor”. "Where is he?" Luo Wei asked impatiently. "Master Hong..." The fortune teller looked gloomy, "He has passed away." "Well?" Luo Wei turned his head and looked at Yin Xiu inquiringly. However, Yin Xiu was not as surprised as he was, but looked indifferent - maybe the Taoist priest was faking his death? After all, his Taoist magic can make the dead move. Although it cannot bring the dead back to life, it should not be difficult to create a corpse. Ignoring the fortune teller's words, Yin Xiu asked him, "Where is his temple?" The fortune teller wrote down the address of the place on a piece of paper. "It's in that apartment building, but I don't know if it's still there. After all, if the Taoist priest is gone, the temple will be abandoned, right?" Yin Xiu and Luo Wei got up and left. As he was about to leave, Luo Wei fell behind and turned around again, "By the way, you said I had a blood disaster, were you kidding me?" "I never joke." The fortune teller said seriously: "I did see a dark aura on your face, which is a bad sign in the fortune book." "ok, I get it." Luo Wei nodded in thanks, wrapped his windbreaker tighter, and left quickly. After Luo Wei and Yin Xiu walked away, the fortune teller was still standing there, looking at the two young men's receding backs, only to feel that the dark aura around them was getting heavier. Is this a symbol of some bleak future? A representation of some terrible fate? The fortune teller didn't know. He pinched his finger joints for a long time but couldn't come up with a rough estimate. Just then, he felt his eyes itchy, so he took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes. Then, the world in his vision suddenly became bright. "If that's the case, then doesn't that mean the fortunes I've been showing to people recently are inaccurate?" …… Yin Xiu and Luo Wei followed the address, confirmed the road signs again and again, and finally found that they had walked from the area where Chinese people lived into the urban area where foreigners mixed. "Why is the Taoist temple here?" Luo Wei muttered, "I thought he would live close to those people." "As a Taoist, you need to be secluded. It's not convenient to practice magic with a Tang person. It's better to live with a foreigner. Even if you show him the secret scriptures, he won't understand a single word."

"That's true." Luo Wei nodded and agreed with Yin Xiu's opinion. But this apartment in front of me doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the dojo. Its appearance is of course Western style, with arcades at the bottom and windows above. According to the fortune teller, the Taoist temple is on the second floor and the entire second floor belongs to him. However, when Yoon Soo saw the sexy pictures sticking out of the window, she was not so sure. Especially under the arcade, which is the entrance, there were a few people standing there, and they looked like thugs because of their dress. As Yin Xiu approached, one of them came forward and shook his head. Although he was quite casual, he didn't seem to be as rude as others. He just treated everyone equally with the indifference he would treat strangers. "You two, are you looking for someone?" "We are looking for ..." Before Luo Wei finished speaking, Yin Xiu said, "We are not here to look for anyone, we are here to fight." "Fighting?" The man frowned, his eyes immediately became ferocious, and he asked Yin Xiu with wide eyes: "Fight? Are you sure?" "Of course." Yoon Soo grinned and took out money from his pocket. When the man saw the money, his expression immediately changed. He covered Yin Xiu's hand and the money with one hand and said with a smile, "Hey, fighting, I know that all the girls here can fight well." As he said this, he glanced at Luo Wei again and raised his eyebrows playfully, "Is it a one-on-one fight, two against one, or a group fight?" Even if Luo Wei was slow-witted, he had already realized by now that the people downstairs were horse drivers, or pimps. The person upstairs... Luo Wei just felt a headache and asked in a low voice: "Did we find the wrong place?" "You're right, this is it!" Yin Xiu's voice got louder. He hugged the groom and said, "We are martial artists. We don't like to bully the weak with the strong. We believe in fairness and justice. Please help each of us find a suitable opponent who can fight well. If you find someone who can't fight, I won't pay you." "Don't worry, don't worry." The groom gave a smile that all men would understand, "All the girls here are good at fighting." "I'm at ease when you do the work!" Yin Xiu patted his shoulder and led Luo Wei forward. "Uh……"

Luo Wei was still a little hesitant. Yin Xiu glanced at him and whispered, "Just think of it as an undercover mission. Even when your police force arrests those prostitutes, you have to find someone to pretend to be a prostitute, right?" "A tall and handsome man like me has never been a prostitute!" "Well?" Yin Xiu gave him a strange look, "Have you never been undercover?" "Of course I have! But I have never played the role of a prostitute!" Luo Wei argued: "Given my temperament, if I were to play a role, it would be a lawyer or a judge." "Aren't those people originally in league with the gangs?" Having said that, Yin Xiu ignored Luo Wei's protests and dragged him upstairs regardless. By the time Luo Wei heard the fierce sounds of fighting in the rooms and the sounds of the two sides fighting back and forth, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Outside the room, a plump mama-san was leaning against the yellowed wall, smoking and looking at Yin Xiu and Luo Wei. "You two, come with me?" "Wait a moment, let us two brothers say goodbye, I have something to tell him." The mama-san had seen all kinds of people, all kinds of weird habits, ways of speaking, and styles of doing things. She had seen them all, so she just nodded, continued smoking, and ignored them. At this time, Yin Xiu finally told Luo Wei his plan. He shook the compass in his hand. "Let's split up and find the Taoist priest's altar. Even if he is really dead, the traces left by the altar will not disappear so easily. If we find it, we will also find the Taoist priest." (End of this chapter)