Astral Projection! Part III
“Uh…well…where do you want to go? I know it all around here...every nook and cranny.” The young motorcycle rider proudly bragged. Gun then asked about the destination that he was looking for with the hope that the other party would know.
“Well, I learned that there was some sort of shaman house behind the university. Do you know where it is?"
"Shaman’s house, right?" The other person thought for a moment before smiling. "Oh, I think it’s the shaman that the vendors in the market like to ask for lucky lottery numbers. He’s on Alley 81, over there, at the end of the alley. Would you like me to take you there?"
Gun hurriedly nodded his head in agreement...before jumping on the back of that motorcycle and immediately heading towards the shaman’s house!
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A red Honda Wave came and parked in front of a wooden house at the end of Alley 81...