Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 218 Good Luck
"Boss, help me, I miss you so much every minute I leave you, come and save us, we are in Ireland now, and I called you as soon as I got the mobile phone."

In a small alley, Ah Fen was calling Walong with his mobile phone, while Zhou was looking around at the intersection of the alley, a little nervous.

However, Valon's voice on the phone was a little cold. To him, these three subordinates, apart from knowing many things about him and being loyal, were not that attractive to him.

However, a confidant is always a confidant, and he certainly wouldn't mind providing a little help if it was necessary.

"Ireland City, West City, Dragon City Express Hotel, that is my property, you can go there to seek help, and then come to San Francisco by yourself, and someone will contact you at that time."

After Walong finished speaking calmly, he hung up the phone directly. In Walong's eyes, the value of the three of them is only worth these words. He now has a huge organization to manage.

As soon as the life potion came out, many places sent out trading requests.

However, Valon needs to be careful. The two evil spirits are the bottom line given by Luo Qing, but they are not the final transaction price.

That potion even wants legends. Although Valon doesn't know the exact value, everything above the two evil spirits is something he can earn. With his greed, there is no rush.

Valon thought about the Mayan sun wheel, Taoist priests, the five ancient empires, the land of evil spirits, and other things, and rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches.

He, Valon, the strongest beater is still very busy.

"Um, what did the boss say?" Seeing that Ah Fen's expression was not that good, Zhou asked worriedly.

Ah Fen threw the phone to the drain in the corner and spread his hands: "Boss asked us to go to Longcheng Express Hotel for help."

"What about Lasu? He hasn't even eaten yet." Zhou asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"What can I do? If you want to deliver food, you can deliver it. I don't want to continue following that big lizard." Ah Fen said and walked towards the intersection.

Zhou was silent for a while, followed Ah Fen's footsteps, and said helplessly: "Oh, I can only pray, I hope there is no holy master in heaven."

Ah Fen was silent for a while, and silently added: "May there be no hell."

Zhou: "If I remember correctly, the Dragon City Express Hotel is in the west of the city, right?"

Ah Fen: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhou: "It's not so good in the west of the city. We'd better change into green clothes, or we'll be beaten easily."

Ah Fen: "How?"

Zhou: "It is said that Gilani's cemetery is in the west of the city. There is a cursed area there, and green is the lucky color of Ireland, which can block bad luck."

Ah Fen: "But we have no money."

While talking, two middle-aged men in green suits and green top hats walked towards him.

Zhou and Ah Fen looked at each other, and both said in unison: "It seems that there is a way."
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West of the city.

"Boss, I think those two people have abandoned me, why don't you catch them and bring them back?" Lasu said a little hopelessly, "And if I don't eat, I feel like I'm going to starve to death."

The Holy Master walked on the street with indifferent eyes. Originally, in this urban area, if he didn't wear green, he would be targeted.

But the purple-black magic robe on the holy master made people dare not speak out when they came out to have fun in the middle of the night.

After all, the concentration of magic power in the world is getting higher and higher, and more and more mages are haunting. Some desperate guys once provoked this existence wearing magic robes, but the guy was found in the stinky ditch the next day .

The most important thing is that there is no evidence to prove that it was the sorcerer who did it. The criminal investigation methods lost their original deterrent effect on these people, and more and more people wore robes to the streets to pretend to be aggressive.

But no one dared to bet on whether this indifferent guy in front of him was a real mage.

The Holy Master cast a glance at him, he has the memory of the devil dragon, no one in this world recognizes the Panku treasure box, even he knows about this guy.

After thinking about it, the Holy Master waved his hand. Amid the exclamation of some people, a ball of flame exploded towards a restaurant selling late-night snacks. When the flame returned, there was already a marinated chicken and a large piece of barbecue floating in front of Lasu. up.

Rasu was stunned, looked at the food in front of him with some surprise, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Thank you, boss, you are really nice."

Crash, touch~
The owner of the nightclub glanced out, and decisively pulled down the shutter door. He didn't want to conflict with the mage, and no one wanted to die.

The Lord didn't reply, the pointer of the disc in his hand turned slower and slower, and he walked slowly to a scenic spot.

And the pointer also stopped at this moment, pointing to the depths of this scenic spot.

【Gilani Palace】

The Holy Master looked up and saw these big characters, a smile appeared on his face, and he led Lasu inside without any haste.

There were no staff members at night, and the security guard... He didn't want to die, so he could only call the police to show his dedication.

"Ximu, come out."

The Holy Master pushed open the gate of an ancient palace as if no one was there, and the rusty door was full of the breath of time.

The two walked in, and as the mottled door was closed, the outside view was also cut off.

"what happened again?"

Ximu's projection appeared, and he was a bit hopeless at this time. He did kill that devil dragon, but is it necessary to bother a kind devil so much for an inferior product?
"I can feel that the aura of good luck is nearby, but I can't find the exact location. Also, let Diku prepare and release him after I get the aura of good luck."

The Holy Master spoke calmly, looking around the palace, which was very gorgeous but also very dilapidated.

These two words are not in conflict. Anyone can see the former splendor from this dilapidated place, but the Holy Master did not find what he was looking for, or in other words, that thing was hidden.

"Oh, Your Majesty the Great God Capital, you are awesome, but good luck is something at the level of fate, how can I help you find it in hell, don't forget, my power has been wiped out by that human being." Ximu said perfunctorily .

A mutual entrapment with the devil dragon directly ruined his preparations. He was very interested in things of order, but unfortunately, there is nothing now.

The Lord paused, looked at the projection of Ximu, frowned, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes was obvious.

Ximu spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, well, maybe you can look for the coffin here, after all, bad luck destroyed the kingdom that built this palace, and good luck has become their funeral, but what I want to say is that now we seem to be There is no way to bind it, unless you can catch it with your own hands."

The Holy Master was silent for a while, and the endless shadows began to surge, sneaking in all directions, while he sat cross-legged and silently chanted the spell that could only be activated by the devil's language.

If the good luck gas leaves the container, it will indeed run away, so the ninjas need to wait for him to seal the area before they can start looking for it.

At this time, Rasu also finished eating the food in his hands, and looked at the surrounding palaces with some surprise. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by an outside voice.

woohoo~
The sirens of the human race pierced the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"Oops, boss, let's go, I don't want to go to jail." Lasu's expression changed, and he said nervously.

As soon as his words fell, there were gunshots and darts piercing the air outside.

In just a moment, all the sounds outside disappeared, and some ninja soldiers with blood on their bodies emerged from the shadows, blocking the gate of the palace, standing silently.

Lasu swallowed, and didn't dare to say anything more. The current Holy Master can really kill people.

The holy master's incantation sounded continuously, and as he chanted to a climax, a bloody shield centered on him and continued to expand outward.

Before Lasu could react, the blood-colored shield directly covered the entire scenic spot.

At this time, the Holy Master also opened his scarlet eyes.

In an instant, countless ninja soldiers around moved, rushing to all the surrounding buildings one after another, looking for everything carefully.

The Lord watched all this silently, waiting quietly, and Ximu also looked at the magic of the Holy Lord with great interest. After thinking about it, he reminded: "The isolation of pure space cannot isolate the things on the level of fate. .”

The Holy Master said lightly: "I know, but I don't have any memories of this, and the magic books you left behind don't have that level of sealing magic."

Ximu paused, a little helpless: "That's really unfortunate, anyway, I have nothing to do."

The Holy Master didn't speak, but just stared at the surrounding ninja soldiers with some gloom, and just followed one of the ninja soldiers to turn the armrest of the main seat of the palace.

The rumbling sound resounded through the hall.

The Lord looked in the direction of the sound, and a beautiful ancient shelf slowly opened from the middle, revealing the stairs behind.

The Holy Master was not surprised, and walked quickly to the basement, even ignoring Rasu.

All the way down the stairs, soon, a gorgeous altar appeared in front of the eyes. On the altar was a simple stone coffin, which looked extremely gorgeous and tall. It could be imagined that this was the coffin of a big man.

The Holy Master stared at the coffin, scarlet flames shrouded the coffin, and approached cautiously.

He could feel that good luck was inside this coffin, and he needed to try to trap it.

boom!
The sky at night changed as soon as it was said, and the original clear sky was covered with dark clouds at some point. After a thunderstorm, heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away the blood outside the door.

The Holy Master kept approaching cautiously, and just when it was about to touch the coffin board, a colorful light suddenly appeared, breaking through the flame of the Holy Lord in an instant, ignoring the wall, and flying high into the sky.

The Holy Lord didn't even think about it, and followed decisively. A fire dragon broke through the thick wall in an instant, and led the Holy Lord to bite towards the colorful light without hesitation.

But it may be a coincidence, the two sides are obviously only less than one meter apart, something that can be caught in an instant.

boom!
There was a sound of thunder, and a thick bolt of lightning struck the holy master's sky cap with extraordinary precision, causing his body to be in mid-air, and the good luck broke through the holy master's blockade of space and disappeared into the night sky.

Xi Mu gloated a little and said, "Oh, it was almost there, but this Lei has a bit of a Chinese-Soviet meaning."

The Lord looked at Ximu with a gloomy face, looked at the sky expressionlessly and said: "I will find it, it can't escape."
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Hong Kong.

When the Holy Master was chasing Lucky Qi, Luo Qing had already sent people to go to the vicinity of Dikui's kingdom. As long as the Holy Master appeared, he would be able to find out immediately and rush over there.

Of course, Luo Qing didn't care about those characters at this time.

Xiaoyu's mother is Chen Xinxin, a somewhat domineering woman with short brown hair and a red professional suit.

And Xiaoyu's father is Chen Shen, a fat middle-aged man in blue casual clothes with a kind face.

There were no extra people, but Luo Qing was still a little uncomfortable. Since it was already noon, Xiaoyu's mother took Xiaoyu to cook dinner, and her father was addicted to reading magic books.

Therefore, it was natural for Chen Shen to entertain Luo Qing as a guest, but Chen Shen's expression was a little uneasy, he looked at Luo Qing expressionlessly, thinking about something in his eyes.

Holding a water glass in his hand, Luo Qing sat alone on the single seat on the leather sofa, staring at Chen Shen. The two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Your name is Luo Qing, right?"

After a long time, Chen Shen spoke, his tone was as kind as his face, but Luo Qing felt a strong sense of alienation.

Luo Qing held the teacup and took a sip of water. The awkward atmosphere was broken, but she didn't feel so uncomfortable.

A polite smile appeared on its face: "Yes, I am Xiaoyu's... friend, please forgive me for disturbing you."

Chen Shen paused, and the kindness on his face became a little more sincere. First, he cast a casual glance at his daughter who was helping in the kitchen.

Then he said politely and alienated: "The things you brought are too expensive, you should take them back, otherwise your family will worry."

His daughter is only 13 years old. Although the United States may be a little open, if he really has a boyfriend, even if it is the person in front of him who looks like a tutor and looks good, then he can't accept it.

But Chen Shen was actually a little relieved, thankfully Luo Qing wasn't the kind of person who would ask him if it was safe for the will-o'-the-wisp to stop downstairs, or he would definitely go crazy.

After all, because of extraordinary things recently, they browsed a certain blog, but saw a lot of things that exploded.

Luo Qing paused and explained with a smile: "This wine is brewed by a friend himself. It's not worth much, and it's good for your health. You can try it."

Chen Shen nodded: "That's good, but Xiao Luo, what does your family do? Have you been living in America?"

Luo Qing looked up at the sky, thought for a while, and said a little lonely: "My parents died six years ago. They were the victims of the black massacre that shocked the world."

Chen Shen was taken aback, a little at a loss, ah, this outfit, this gift packaging, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like an orphan.

Seeing the sadness in the boy's eyes, Chen Shen straightened his body, and sat closer with a guilty expression of 'I'm really damned'.

Picking up the teapot on the table, he said, "Sorry, I don't know, it's uncle's fault for coming to drink water, let's talk about something else."

"It's okay uncle, I'm used to it." Luo Qing lowered his head, and moved the cup forward with both hands. When Chen Shen filled the cup in his hand, Luo Qing whispered, "Thank you uncle."

A trace of distress flashed in Chen Shen's eyes, what a strong and polite child.

"Xiao Luo, how did you and our Xiaoyu meet? She rarely brings friends to her house." Chen Shen's attitude at this time no longer had the sense of sorting out, and he asked kindly.

Luo Qing held the cup in both hands, took a sip, and said: "We met at the airport. At that time, I saw a Hua country girl leaving the airport alone. I felt a little unsafe and asked if I needed help. After all My master often taught me that we must help each other outside, especially for vulnerable groups.”

Following Luo Qing's narration, when Xiaoyu came out of the kitchen, he immediately found that Luo Qing had a very happy conversation with his father. Judging by the posture, there was already a rhythm of opening a bottle of wine to meet each other.

She was a little stunned, and moved to the side of the old man without a trace and asked: "Father, what are they talking about?"

The old man put down the magic book in his hand, glanced at it casually, and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know, don't disturb the old man reading the book, the old man has to learn about this magic quickly."

　There is still half a yard to go, wait for Riwan to fill it up
　　
　
(End of this chapter)