The sky was overcast and the jungle was thick......

The adventures of Jackie Chan in a forest on the outskirts of Hong Kong......

"Smack~"

With his hands together and eleven slaps to kill three mosquitoes, his hands are open, and there are already three red blood stains in his palms, looking at the bloody mosquito corpses in his palms, a strong man with muscles and bronze skin looks at a young man with a split head looking around in front of him with irritability.

"Ah, Wang Xiaoming, what kind of camping spot are you looking for? There were mosquitoes everywhere, not even a decent open space, not even a place to pitch a tent......"

"Don't worry, Da Chun, isn't it just getting dark this day? Slep~ If you want to be afraid of the dark~ The flashlight is given to you. ”

"I'm not a black thing......"

Hearing the word "afraid of black", the bronzed-skinned man suddenly jumped up from the spot like a fried cat, and looked at the woman beside him who was smiling and handing over the flashlight, and said with teeth and claws:

"It's dark, there's nothing, and there's mosquitoes everywhere, you know? Mosquitoes buzz in my ears......"

"It makes me really want to punch these mosquitoes in the stomach, then pull their intestines out, strangle these mosquitoes by the neck, and then tie them in knots and twist them hard."

"And then the world was quiet......"

The bronzed-skinned man became more and more excited, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and he almost jumped straight from the ground.

This exciting operation also made a tall woman at the back of the team a little unbearable.

The woman quickly crossed the two people in front of her, and then came directly to the bronze-skinned man in the back, slapped him directly on the back of the head, and yelled at him:

"Dasha Chun, what do you want to do?!"

And this slap undoubtedly made the bronze-bellied man quiet down instantly, and the whole person instantly straightened up, roaring like a ghost crying wolf:

"I don't know what I want to do......"

After seeing Da Chun's performance like this, the high-profile woman nodded with satisfaction, and then returned to her original position in the team.

And Dasha Chunyi took the flashlight from another woman's hand stupidly, turned it on and continued to follow the man he called Wang Xiaoming with the alarm clock.

There were a total of five people in the team, and they were college students who had been organized together during the holidays and wanted to travel.

However, since none of them had any experience in traveling, they also came to the outskirts of Hong Kong, ready to try their hand at camping.

It's just that it's obvious that their actions are not going well, just looking for a place where they can set up tents and let them go straight from noon to the sun's west, and if they really want to look like this, they don't know when they will find it......

After Dasha Chun was forcibly banned, the college student's camping team directly lost its voice.

After looking for a long time, he didn't find a suitable location, and Wang Xiaoming, as the team leader, was obviously a little embarrassed.

He walked in the front, with his back to the light of Dasha Chun, and picked his face a little embarrassed, as if he was a little uncomfortable with the current silence and opened his mouth to enliven the atmosphere and said:

"Well, have you ever heard of some legends in the suburbs of Hong Kong?"

"Oh? Is there any weird talk here in Hong Kong? How come I haven't heard of it? ”

Wang Xiaoming's topic has indeed attracted the attention of others.

And after Wang Xiaoming saw that this lively atmosphere was useful, he hurriedly said:

"This strange story has only just emerged in the last few months, and it has only spread in the past two or three months."

"According to rumors, in the suburban forests of Hong Kong, there are some dark blue ghost fires every night. And sometimes there is a low sound like a bell striking from those ghost fires. ”

"According to rumors, it was a righteous watchman in ancient times who discovered the Japanese and was then killed by the Japanese and their bodies were dismembered and buried in this forest."

"Every night, there will be a beater with knife wounds all over his body, echoing in the forest, looking for his mutilated body~"

The rumors are indeed good, but Wang Xiaoming obviously has no talent for telling ghost stories, after listening to this story, let alone being scared, the other three people are even full of desire to complain.

"Your story is too fake. Didn't you say it was rumored in recent months? How can the story be traced back to the Ming and Qing dynasties? ”

"That's it, and the sound of the gong doesn't seem to be a muffled bell, right?"

"And ......"

The three people in the back kept complaining, and one by one they were denouncing the unreasonableness of this ghost story. Although Wang Xiaoming felt embarrassed about this, he felt that the atmosphere was active again, and his face suddenly returned to smiling.

"It's a boring story, isn't it?"

The tall woman clasped her hands to her chest, and complained with disdain on her face, and even felt a little uncomfortable after complaining, and patted the big silly spring in front of her, wanting him to complain together.

But after a while, the woman felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the love, Dasha Chun, why didn't this guy react at all?

Turning her head, the woman saw that her body was stiff, and the whole person was like a sculpture holding a flashlight with her back to herself.

Suddenly, the woman's heart couldn't help but chuckle, the scene in front of her seemed a little familiar, a bit like a horror movie......

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand again, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully patted the other party's shoulder.

"Dasha Chun, are you alright......"

And feeling the strength on his shoulder, the body of the big man with muscle blocks trembled suddenly, but at this time he also came back to his senses. Some of the mouths stretched out and pointed in one direction.

"That, there~, ghost fire ......"

As soon as Dasha Chun's words fell, the whole team suddenly fell silent, and the entire forest suddenly returned to silence......

The sound that came out of the silence, no matter how low, was always so harsh.

"Bang~"

The sound of a dull bell echoed through the woods, and the blue ghost fire suddenly lit up, illuminating the small half of the woods with a leisurely glow.

Silence, deathly silence.

Dasha Chun very consciously turned off the flashlight in his hand, and the five college students who came out of Lu You together glanced at each other and then made a wise decision......

"Hell, ahh

The screams were like meteors piercing the night sky, instantly transmitting to the entire forest, and also to the ears of Wu He, who was meditating and cultivating in the forest.

He raised his head blankly, looked at the five figures in the distance that were quickly moving away, and stretched out his hand a little inexplicably and picked his face.

"What? This is the seventh time......"

……

Although being interrupted made Wu He feel very unhappy, it was obviously not the first time this kind of thing had happened, so Wu He didn't have much reaction.

He looked up at the sky, looking at the dark sky, and suddenly felt that his cultivation could almost stop, after all, it was time to go to dinner......

Walking on the road to the restaurant you frequent, although the sun has set in the west, the neon lights of Hong Kong still illuminate the streets of Hong Kong.

Walking on the bright road, Wu He also took out the envelope from his pocket that he had taken from his mailbox when he went out to find a place to cultivate at noon, but he hadn't started to check it until now.

Unpacking the envelope, Wu He immediately saw several photos inside, as well as a note with words that could be said to be dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

Remove the photos and take them out for viewing.

The owner of the photo is Xiaoyu, but there is often not only Xiaoyu in the picture.

The first photo is of Xiaoyu and a man wearing a blue T-shirt with short hair and a big nose, and there is even an arrow and name on the photo. The other man in this photo is the legendary Uncle Long.

The second photo is also a group photo, but the object is Xiaoyu and a white-haired old man, who is naturally the legendary father.

The third photo is with a beautiful woman in a straitjacket, this beauty is the legendary little snake.

The fourth photo shows a strong man with a bull head mark mask, which is a bull warrior.

The last picture is a picture of a big fat man in suspenders and three people stacked on top of each other like arhats, which should be the legendary Tru, Ah Fen, Lasu and Zhou.

Putting all the photos at the end, Wu He unfolded the note, and then saw the letter that Xiaoyu gave him.

【Dear Wu He】

[Dear Wu He, hello~, I am Xiaoyu, I received your letter, thank you for your concern, I have been away from Hong Kong for more than two months, do you miss me? ] 】

[To be honest, Wu He, I miss you a little, the school here in the United States is exactly the same as the one in Hong Kong, whether it is a classmate or a teacher, they are bored to death. 】

[But you don't have to worry about me, there is Uncle Long here, there is Dad, I have taken a photo, you should be able to see it, and there are many magical things. 】

[What I have experienced in the past month or so, you must not imagine. 】

[Here I met the magical Thirteenth District, and I also met a group of bad guys called the Mafia, those guys have guns, electric batons, even black ninjas, and a very tall guy who looks like a hill. However, compared to these guys, Uncle Long is more powerful, and he directly used martial arts 'hey, hey, haha~' to beat all those guys away in a few clicks. 】

[I also want to learn those martial arts, but Uncle Long, that guy just doesn't want to teach me. 】

[In addition to Uncle Long, my father is also very powerful, he actually knows oriental magic, and he always says that he is the descendant of an archmage, shouting about the balance of yin and yang, and the charm is such a fun thing, but he just doesn't let us use it casually. 】

[Ah, by the way, I haven't introduced it to you yet, if I don't know much about these things like charms, I only know that there are twelve of them, which seem to be related to the zodiac, and each one has magical powers......]

[One of them with a chicken pattern can directly make people float, a cow charm can make people become infinitely powerful, a snake charm can make people invisible, a sheep charm can make people out of their bodies, a rabbit can make people run very fast, and the most powerful dragon charm, the power of fire-breathing can directly blow up a wall......]

[It's really nice and fun here, you don't have to worry about me, I'm having a good time here......]

【Your friend Xiaoyu】

[19xx/xx/xx]

Flipping through the envelope in his hand, Wu He, who was walking on the road, couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.

This letter is not long, about four or five hundred words, but it also condenses a lot of information.

In the letter, Xiao Yu only mentioned the dragon, and the spell came to an abrupt end, which means that when Xiao Yu wrote this letter, the collection of spells had already been carried out to the dragon charm......

"I remember that the order that followed was rat, horse, dog, pig, monkey, tiger......"

The finger counted the remaining spells, Wu He picked up the letter again and looked at the date of the letter, and then he took out his flip phone and looked at today's date.

A total of forty-seven days have passed since the letter was sent and taken into Wu He's hands......

Pinching his fingers and calculating, today should be the one hundred and fifteenth day of Xiaoyu's trip to the United States, and according to the speed of the Hong Kong Feimi country flight, it should be the one hundred and thirteenth day of the beginning of the plot......

"One hundred and thirteen days, ah......"

Looking up at the stars in his sky that were obscured by the lights, Wu He directly stuffed the photos and notes in his hand back into the envelope, then put them back in his pocket, and began to think as he touched his chin while bowing his head forward......

Xiaoyu has been away from Hong Kong for one hundred and fifteen days, which means that it has been one hundred and fifteen days since Wu He withdrew from the misty space.

In three and a half months, there are basically family conditions above the middle class where you want to go, if this condition is placed on other Wu He, you can basically form a good combat effectiveness.

But here in Wu He, things are a little different......

Reaching out and rubbing it, a thumb-sized thunderbolt was rubbed out in his palm, Wu He looked at the quiet lightning jumping back and forth in his palm, and said to himself silently:

"The five divine powers of the physical body, the four veins, the Qi Resisting Technique is Xiaocheng, and the basic magic is ......"

"Normally, it shouldn't be too slow, but it shouldn't be enough here."

Loosening his chin and putting his hands in his pockets, Wu He took out his flip phone, flipped out the communication records, looked at the call records that stayed in the phone thirteen days ago, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly to more than a hundred days ago......

Wu He was sentenced to his mother, who is a university professor, after going to court that day, but as we all know, university professors are ~ busy.

Although there is not much need to prepare for classes, many university textbooks may be made up by themselves, for university professors, many times being a university teacher or something is just a hobby, such as research and business is their main business.

And Wu He's mother has led several long-term projects, and she was quite idle some time ago, but she has been busy in the past two months.

In the past two months, Wu He can basically only hear the other party's voice on the phone......

The most pitiful thing is that the other party basically only calls Wu He when he pays tens of thousands of yuan a month for living expenses.

And Wu He's father is similar, basically calling him every once in a while.

The only difference between father and mother is that the mother often calls at the beginning of the month, while the father calls at the end of the month, and the common denominator between the two is that every time he calls, he will send tens of thousands of yuan to Wu He's card as his living expenses......

"Stampede~"

The forward footsteps slowly stopped, Wu He's thoughts were pulled back, he looked up at the restaurant in front of him, and directly pushed the door and walked in.

"Forget it, forget the boy, forget the boy~,"

"The most important ...... to fill your stomach"

(End of chapter)