Chapter 88 The Resurrection of the Holy Lord [On the shelves next Friday]
Chapter 88 The Resurrection of the Holy Lord
"Where in the world does a dragon come from?"
Just when Sheriff Blake of the Thirteenth District heard what Lin Fan said and was doubtful, Jackie Chan had already hung up the phone on Blake and dialed the landline number of his father's antique shop.
"Hurry up, hurry up, dad." The beeping voice coming from the phone was undoubtedly torturing and consuming Jackie Chan's little patience.
Dad's Antique Shop.
Dad is sorting out his magic materials and some old things in the study.
The phone at the counter in the store started to ring.
"Xiaoyu, go answer the phone quickly, dad is busy." Dad called to Xiaoyu,
When Xiaoyu heard her father telling her to answer the phone, she quickly put down the turtle love rope in her hand.
"Hey, this is Dad's antique store." Xiaoyu answered the phone and said.
"Xiaoyu, give the phone to daddy quickly." Jackie Chan roared on the phone. The decibel of the sound on the phone made Xiaoyu couldn't help but move the phone farther away.
"Dad, this is Uncle Long." Xiaoyu looked at the person on the phone
"Tell him, dad is busy now. If you have anything, just ask him to tell him directly." Dad calmly sorted out his magic materials, such as crocodile tears and the spider legs of a pregnant spider.
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"Uncle Long, dad is busy at the moment. He said you can just say it directly." Xiaoyu said,
"Tell dad that the Black Hand Gang has now obtained the Rat Talisman. The Rat Talisman can resurrect the Holy Lord. Tell dad to quickly develop the formula to extract the Rat Talisman. Lin Fan and I are still on our way here."
Jackie Chan spoke faster and faster on the phone, like a machine gun firing in rapid succession, finishing his words crisply.
"What, Dad, Uncle Long said that the Black Hand Gang got the Rat Talisman, and the Holy Spirit will be resurrected."
Hearing Jackie Chan's story, Xiaoyu's eyes widened and she anxiously told her father in the study.
"Xiaoyu, what did you say? I wonder if dad has bad ears, please speak louder." Dad's ears are not good, so he didn't hear clearly what Xiaoyu said.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyu put the phone on the counter, ran to her father in the study, and said loudly.
"Dad, Uncle Long said that the Rat Talisman has been robbed, and in the hands of the Black Hand Gang, the Holy Lord will be resurrected soon." Xiaoyu said anxiously with her hands in the shape of a trumpet.
Dad was holding the hand that was about to put the magic materials into the magic bottle. He suddenly trembled and seemed to think of something in his eyes.
"Oh, something bad is going to happen."
"Dad must quickly find the formula for the rat removal charm,"
After saying that, Dad quickly dug out the ancient book,
"One more thing, Jackie Chan is not here, dad, I can't understand these ancient texts."
Dad spread his hands, adjusted the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the ancient texts in the ancient books, and said helplessly. Only Jackie Chan can understand the ancient texts in the ancient books, and dad really can't understand them. Guwen knows dad,
Dad doesn't recognize it.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu..." Jackie Chan shouted anxiously over the phone...
However, the phone receiver was placed on the table by Xiaoyu. No matter how loud Jackie Chan shouted, his voice was always so loud. Fortunately, his father asked Xiaoyu to quickly call Jackie Chan back.
"Uncle Long..."
"Xiaoyu, why didn't you say anything just now? You scared me to death." Jackie Chan said anxiously.
"Uncle Long, dad can't understand the words in your book." Xiaoyu explained to Jackie Chan on the phone.
Jackie Chan looked at Lin Fan subconsciously, and Lin Fan spread his hands helplessly. He knew the tracking tokens of the Twelve Talisman, and he also knew the recipe for removing the mask, but he really didn't know the recipe for removing the Twelve Talismans. This thing
In the original work, it is a universal one, developed by my father himself.
Seeing that Lin Fan didn't know, Jackie Chan had no choice but to urge on the other end of the phone.
"Xiaoyu, tell daddy to hurry up. Dad has his own magic encyclopedia. Let him study it."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Charlie, please drive the helicopter faster." Jackie Chan urged the helicopter pilot to drive faster.
Dad's Antique Shop....
"How's it going, Xiaoyu, did Jackie Chan say anything?"
"Uncle Long said he didn't know either and asked you to look into your magic book to study it." Xiaoyu shrugged.
"Oh, my father is already an old man, and he still needs to do some research. When he comes, I won't take care of him. Xiaoyu, go make a cup of hot tea for your father."
The father ordered Xiaoyu, and after saying that, he put the ancient books away and placed them next to the bookcase on the side. He took out his spell collection from the other side, which contained the spells written by his teacher.
Dad took a magnifying glass and began to try to find a way to extract the spell from the spell book.
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Black Hand Gang resident...
Inside the castle...
Tru, Lasu, Afen, and Zhou returned to their base camp with the rat charm.
"Tru, I hope you didn't disappoint me this time." Valon looked at the scars on the bodies of Tru and others, and said calmly. He picked up the red wine on the table, shook it gently, and took a sip.
Tru took out the spell detector given by the Holy Lord, stepped forward and placed it on the table in front of Valon.
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"Boss, luckily you have lived up to your command."
"After a fight between us and Jackie Chan, boss, you don't know that there were a lot of agents from District 13 aiming their guns at us. If we hadn't been calm in the face of danger, dealt with it tactfully, and calmly, we wouldn't have been able to do anything.
Got the spell." Ah Fen said.
Wa Long glanced at Ah Fen who was chatting calmly, and interrupted Ah Fen's boasting.
"I only care about whose hand the spell is in now."
Valon said calmly.
Ah Fen consciously took out the rat charm he grabbed from his pocket and dedicated it to Wa Long as if he was taking credit for it.
Valon got the rat talisman, narrowed his eyes slightly, held it in the air, faced the light, stared at the rat talisman, looked at the rat-shaped carving on the talisman, and murmured to himself.
"Is this the rat charm?"
The dragon-shaped statue behind him slowly spoke, and it was the Holy Lord who said quietly.
"Walong, your men did a good job this time. I'm very pleased. Remember our promise and give me the talisman."
The corners of Valon's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sinister smile.
"Holy Lord, we have agreed to pay part of the reward first." Valon tightly held the rat charm in his hand.
The dragon-shaped statue of the Holy Lord flashed red in its eyes. After a moment of silence, the Holy Lord said quietly.
"Are you threatening me?"
"Walong, do you think I am the kind of person who doesn't trust me?" the Holy Lord said slowly.
As he spoke, the ninjas of the Black Shadow Corps approached Valon, as if forcing him to grab the talisman.
Seeing that the Holy Master and his boss seemed to be having a quarrel, Tru and the others gathered together. In order to ease the awkward and deadlocked situation, Zhou intervened.
"Holy Lord, how about you pay some treasure to our boss first? Our boss also spent a lot of money to get the charm."
The red light in the Holy Lord's eyes kept flashing, as if he was thinking about something.
"Deal, Wallon."
"Pay the money with one hand and the spell with the other, Holy Master."