When Tong Aiguo received the news from Shi Huozhu, he left Taiqinggou Village in a hurry.
Originally, Mr. Long wanted to send him as a gift, but he refused.
It was agreed at the beginning that Mr. Long and He Naizi could not leave Taiqinggou Village.
I can't leave, I'm not joking.
Mr. Long could only call a taxi for Tong Aiguo. After all, it was difficult to get a taxi in rural areas.
After getting into a taxi, Tong Aiguo showed the location of his phone to the driver, and then kept calling his eldest brother Tong Aijia.
I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup Mr. Long, that little brat, fed to my elder brother last night. Even at dawn in the morning, my elder brother didn’t wake up.
As a result, after receiving Shi Huozhu's request for help, Tong Aiguo knew that he was ineffective and could not watch what happened to Cai Gen, so he had to go and take a look.
I just hope that on the way, my eldest brother can sober up and come out in time to kill everyone and relieve Cai Gen's crisis.
I don’t know when Cai Gen will wake up. I heard from my elder brother that it is a process that the God of Pain must go through. It is mysterious and has not been explained clearly.
No, just after being unconscious for a few days, a powerful enemy came to the door.
Raising a bowl, Arhat, sounds pretty cool.
It's not that big of a deal to face off against the senior master.
Tong Aiguo was thinking about the powerful enemy he was about to face when the taxi suddenly stopped.
The driver turned his head and smiled sheepishly at Tong Aiguo.
"Old man, the tire has a puncture. Please wait a moment while I change a spare tire."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Tong Aiguo's reply, the driver got out of the car and changed the tire.
Tong Aiguo didn't take it seriously. Accidents happened everywhere, and a flat tire was considered normal.
After waiting for a while, the taxi driver finished changing the tire and continued moving forward.
However, after walking for a while, the car stopped again.
The driver still smiled, full of false embarrassment.
"Old man, the spare tire is not working, I have to replace the main tire.
Who would have thought that a spare tire is such a waste and useless."
After that, I got off the car again and started changing the tires again.
At this time, Tong Aiguo began to think too much.
What's the point of replacing a tire that's already blown?
After waiting for a while, the driver changed the tire and did not drive.
I opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and started smoking by myself.
"Master, let's go."
"My tire is flat, where do I go?"
"Then change the spare tire."
“The spare tire doesn’t have the main tire spirit, what should I do?”
Tong Aiguo looked at the taxi driver carefully in the rearview mirror.
A very ordinary middle-aged man, nothing special.
"Boy, what do you mean, just say it directly.
Is it money or errands?"
The taxi driver smiled heartily, as if he admired Tong Patriot.
"Ah, the old man is really wise. He is much better than those young men."
Tong Aiguo put his hand on the car door and stared at the taxi driver in the rearview mirror without continuing to speak, waiting for his next words.
"Haha, old man.
Tell me, what is the use of a spare tire?
If it works, then it will be the primary child.
If it’s useless, then isn’t his existence a bit redundant?”
Having said this, the taxi driver paused and looked at Tong Aiguo's reaction. He was not very satisfied because the other party probably didn't understand.
"Old man, you have been a backup tire for so many years, haven't you done enough?"
Oops, I went and ran into trouble.
Tong Aiguo's face remained calm and his heart did not beat. He was calm and collected.
"Man, give me your number and we'll see how we proceed."
"Oh, what the hell, you're thinking too much.
My name is Xie An'an, I am a small character, not even a spare tire.
However, you are indeed qualified to be a spare tire, and there is nothing to be proud of, right?"
Xie uneasy?
Does it sound familiar?
It seemed that he had heard it somewhere. Tong Aiguo recalled it but could not remember it.
Are you a spare tire?
Why does this guy know that he is a spare tire?
My current situation is indeed a bit like my eldest brother Tong Aijia's spare tire.
So, do you need to be proud?
The eldest brother is a shaman, and he is the second-rate loser of the Ma Jia clan.
What is there to be proud of?
Xie An'an stung, the deepest, softest part in Tong Aiguo's heart.
This made Tong Aiguo panic and fell into deep thought.
After more than a hundred years of confusion, have you only managed to survive with a spare tire?
Usually it can only be left alone in the trunk. When the main tire is inconvenient, it can be taken out and replaced. Most of the time it doesn't work and there is no way to use it as the main tire.
Just like now, Cai Gen needs help. The eldest brother is still hungover, so he needs his own backup to take over the job.
Then, when faced with Xie An's sudden attack, there was nothing he could do.
If the eldest brother were here and just cut him off, how could he still be in contact with him?
The more Tong Aiguo thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved and frustrated.
I started to feel sorry for myself because of my bad luck.
Suddenly, a voice appeared in my mind.
"Second brother, are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease?
Listen to him beeping blindly.
Who is the spare tire and who is the main tire? We are twins."
The words of the eldest brother Tong Aijia swept away all the haze in Tong Aiguo's heart and gave up his position, leaving it to the eldest brother to worry about Xie An'an.
Tong Aijia chuckled and looked at Xie Anxie.
"Man, you are still too young when it comes to brainwashing. Have you found the wrong person?"
Before he finished speaking, a wooden man appeared out of thin air in the car.
He grew up in an instant and split the taxi in half.
Tong Aiguo's appearance also changed, becoming a wizard wearing a shaman's robe.
It turns out that Tong Aijia finally sobered up when Tong Aiguo's spare tire failed.
Xie An calmly stepped out of the taxi that was split into two halves.
Looking at the senior grandfather who was more than ten meters tall, he showed no fear.
"Hey, old man, at such an old age, wearing a skirt, won't it leak?
Even if you say you can transform, you can transform. Are you a flower fairy?
Who is this big wooden man trying to scare?"
Tong Aijia stared at Xie An'an through the mask, unable to tell the truth.
Which path is the other party on?
Forget it, Cai Genna is in a hurry, so he should stop talking nonsense.
In particular, this shaman shirt is really not suitable for wearing in winter, it is a bit leaky.
Taking control of the senior master, he used his thick wooden arm to hit Xie An'an.
Then, Xie An'an ignored the attack from the elder master and suddenly turned around, turning his back to Tong Aijia.
"One, two, three, wooden man."
If Xie is worried, he speaks in a leisurely manner.
The elder master's arm was only one step away from Xie An's head.
However, it is difficult to get even an inch closer and stand still on the spot.
At the same time, Tong Aijia was also unable to move and looked like a wooden man.
Xie An turned around, took a few steps back, turned around again, and said unhurriedly.
"One, two, three, wooden man."
The moment Xie An'an spoke, the first generation master could move, and so could Tong Aijia.
Looking at Xie An's back in horror.
What happened just now.
Why did time and space seem to have stopped just now?
Even his thoughts are frozen under his control?
Is this the rule?
Xie An An created the rules.
One, two, three, the wooden man's rule.
Is it a rule that you can't resist, can't escape, can only follow?