In New York's Chinatown, Zhang Ziyu changed into modern clothes and walked into the depths of Chinatown like a tourist.

"Don't say it, it's still a bit lively, and there are a lot of fellow villagers."

Maybe it's because Zhang Ziyu has a good temperament and is also very handsome, every Chinese person will smile when they see him.

Zhang Ziyu came all the way to the depths of this Chinatown, in front of a small red shop.

The mahogany door closes softly, and there is a bell at the door, which is touched when guests enter and leave.

Zhang Ziyu pushed the door in, and the bell rang: "Are you good anyone?" ”

"I'm not available today!"

Before I could see anyone in the store, I heard an old and irritable voice coming from behind a mountain of books.

When Zhang Ziyu heard it, isn't this his father's voice, and couldn't help but smile.

"Add money."

"Dad said, I'm not free today, Jackie Chan will send off guests."

"Ten million dollars."

"Wow"

The sound of things falling came, and Daddy's voice sounded: "Jackie Chan pours tea, Tru is not ready to prepare cookies yet." ”

A thin old man with gray hair, wearing small glasses and a yellow woolen coat, walked out of the back room.

"Daddy, we still have to find the last spell, or we will be the Holy Lord"

"Shut up Jackie Chan, Daddy knows, but Daddy also has to do business."

Daddy didn't look back, obviously he had done this business, after all, he was engaged in the antique business, and he didn't open for three years, and he opened for three years.

You see, aren't these three years coming?

Jackie Chan covered his face, a little helpless, but now there is indeed no clue to the last charm, so he can only inquire about his whereabouts, and he can only pour tea honestly.

"One more thing, I don't drink black tea."

"Got it, Daddy."

When Dad came to the front room, he saw that the person who came was a young yellow man, he showed a surprised look and asked, "Are you from Huaxia?" ”

"Hello old man, my name is Zhang Ziyu."

Dad nodded: "It's still a fellow countryman, I'll give you a discount later, do you want to see antiques?" ”

Fellows return to fellow villagers, and barely making a 9.9% discount is already Daddy's kindness.

"Sir, tea."

Jackie Chan and Tru came out with snacks and tea together, and then served tea to Zhang Ziyu and Dad, obviously under the discipline of Dad, such work was done without a small amount of work, and it was very skillful.

"Old man, the younger generation came to visit rashly because he wanted to buy some ancient books with you."

Dad frowned slightly, and said: "There are not many people who like ancient books, and the price is not cheap, Jackie Chan, you go to the shelf to get some ancient books."

Before Daddy finished speaking, Zhang Ziyu said, "Sir, what I want is an ancient book that records the knowledge of spells." ”

This time, the atmosphere suddenly became wrong, Daddy's eyes suddenly became sharp, and at the same time, Jackie Chan and Tru also protected Daddy.

"Don't be so nervous."

"Magic is a dangerous force, and young people can't just grasp it."

Daddy is kind to persuade him, and it is true that in his cognition, many people fall into darkness because they are obsessed with the power of magic.

Zhang Ziyu pointed a little finger, the energy flowed, turning into a Taiji diagram and spinning, he smiled and said: "Thank you for the reminder, but I came here this time to travel and accumulate knowledge by the way, I heard that your magic here is very special, I want to know about it." ”

"Wow, it's amazing, Uncle Long, he can change magic."

A crisp voice sounded, and I don't know when, a little girl with a schoolbag had already walked into the store.

"Xiaoyu, come here."

Jackie Chan's face was anxious, and he immediately pulled Xiaoyu to his side and protected him, God knows whether Zhang Ziyu is friend or foe, and his niece will protect herself.

Zhang Ziyu showed a kind smile, Xiaoyu was not afraid, that is, Jackie Chan was a bit like a frightened bird after this period of time.

"It's a very powerful magic, it's me who underestimated you, young man."

Daddy's gaze at Zhang Ziyu also became extremely solemn, because after Zhang Ziyu exposed his power, he felt the terrifying energy.

He was completely incomparable, and in a way, he was somewhat similar to a mage like the Ancient One.

Of course, he didn't borrow magic, but used spells and artifacts that contained magic in the first place.

"Jackie Chan, don't be so nervous."

Daddy stretched out his voice and slapped Jackie Chan on the head, which eased the atmosphere a lot.

In Jackie Chan's adventures, the distinction between good and evil spells is very clear, Zhang Ziyu has a lot of strength and righteousness, and he is a gossip array, which shows that he is not a bad person.

"Magic books, you don't have to exchange them, but Daddy needs your help dealing with a demon."

Daddy pondered for a moment, then made his own request.

In fact, if it was a normal time, Dad didn't mind helping his fellow villagers, and even accepted him as an apprentice after realizing Tru's kindness.

"Demons? It can't be the Holy Lord, right? ”

Zhang Ziyu looked quite strange and asked.

At this moment, the father was confused, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know the Holy Lord?" ”

"Ahem, I know a little, but not much."

Zhang Ziyu is talking nonsense with his eyes open, and he can't tell them that he has traded with the Holy Lord.

"Sir, what's wrong with the Holy Lord?"

He was also very curious about what kind of movement the Holy Lord had made now after getting the Death Scepter, whether he had recovered his full strength, and whether the pigs had fattened up.

If all his strength is restored, then he can't be blamed for Lao Zhang.

"Since you know the Holy Lord, then you must know that the matter of twelve charms, as long as he has twelve charms, he will recover all his strength, and now there are 11 charms that have fallen into his hands, as long as he finds the last charm, he will come back completely."

Dad didn't hide it, and told Zhang Ziyu about the Holy Lord.

"Bang"

However, as soon as his voice fell, the door was opened, and it was a white bald man wearing a trench coat, who was none other than Blake, the head of the thirteenth district.

"Jackie Chan, the big thing is not good, the Holy Lord attacked the auction with the mafia and the evil dragon legion, and snatched the last spell."

"Oops, oops, oops, how can they move so fast?"

Jackie Chan's face collapsed, and he might have tried hard again to grab the last charm, but how to play it now.

"Jackie Chan, we need your help now, the Holy Lord is gathering his men at the auction."

"I'll go over now, Xiaoyu, you and Daddy stay here, don't move."

Jackie Chan is a very responsible person, so he immediately chose to set out to stop the Holy Lord, even though he knew that the Holy Lord was powerful, but he subconsciously did not flinch.

Of course, this guy is not like in the anime is full of ordinary people, his martial arts cultivation is not bad, and he also has first-order late-stage strength, and he has strong qi and blood.

"No, I'm going too, Uncle Long."

"Smack"

Before he finished speaking, Dad calmed down and patted Jackie Chan on the head: "To defeat magic with magic, you must find the spell that seals the Holy Lord." Young man, you come and help me, and so do you, Tru. ”

Dad knows that he can't just pass like this, otherwise it will all be food delivery, but fortunately, there is still a Zhang Ziyu who knows magic, and it should be much faster to find a way to deal with the Holy Lord.

'Eventful'

Just sighed in his heart, Zhang Ziyu's voice suddenly came: "Actually, I still have some ways to deal with him." ”

"Huh?"

"I know a little bit about him."

(End of chapter)