Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 4 Unblocking
After returning to the hotel, Tang Chen took a shower and changed into his Taoist robe, looking more like an immortal.

He straightened his Taoist robe, put away the look in his eyes, picked up his cell phone and turned it on.

There were no missed calls as one might imagine.

He took a long breath and looked at the golden octagonal realm on the bed. Tang Chen hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up and looked in the mirror. The mirror now only reflected himself.

There was a sudden panic in his eyes, but the next moment, his wrinkled face in the mirror blurred, and a young man with blood-red eyes and wearing a bright red official robe appeared.

"You look as sage-like as when we first met."

Lin Luo said with a smile.

But this made Tang Chen feel even more alarmed. The phenomenon just now was that this mirror might have been completely controlled by the evil god inside. Whether he wanted to come out or not was up to him.

"Where are we going?"

Tang Chen spoke. Although he had drunk a lot of water while taking a shower, he still felt a little dry.

"Go to the Arctic." Lin Luo said calmly, "And help me contact Valon. Don't tell me you don't know about the American white glove that controls 70% of global criminal activities."

Tang Chen's eyes were somewhat gloomy: "We are cooperating, not you ordering me around."

Didi didi.
Suddenly a mechanical sound was heard.

Tang Chen's heart skipped a beat. He picked up his phone and saw that the number was familiar. It was a famous wealthy businessman in Sichuan and Chongqing. It was this man who asked him to come to Sichuan and Chongqing this time, otherwise so many things would not have happened.

After picking up the phone, he responded perfunctorily a few times and hung up.

After a brief silence, he asked, "What are we going there for? After this, you need to help me remove the curse, and..."

He paused and swallowed, "Help my great-grandson get better."

"We go to the Arctic to find things to cure diseases. As for the curse, of course, I promise." Lin Luo responded casually with his hands in his pockets.

"We'll leave the day after tomorrow. I need to go help someone with feng shui. As for Walon, I'll contact him for you, but not now. That organization is being closely watched, and someone is trying to rein in his power. We need to wait until he's settled down."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Lin Luo nodded, and the image on the mirror gradually dissipated. "But you have to be quick. There are other people who are also looking for the treasure that can cure all diseases."

Tang Chen's heart tightened.

He packed his things and called back immediately to advance the appointment time.

Within three days, he was on a flight to Murmansk, where they transferred to a single-passenger aircraft and headed deep into the Arctic.

In the past few days, Tang Chen has completely calmed down.

He glanced at the Russian piloting the helicopter, took out his mirror, and said carefully, "We're about to enter the Arctic. Where are we going?"

The reflection in the mirror was still his own, as if the terrifying mirror god was no longer in it.

"We are about to enter Arctic territory."

The helicopter pilot reminded him using the translator. He was in a good mood. After all, his commission for going to such a far place as the Arctic was not small. Today was equivalent to three days' work for him, so he would naturally be happier.

"it is good."

Tang Chen continued to stare at the golden octagonal realm, waiting quietly. Although he did not have his father's profound magical attainments, he could still feel the majestic black energy in the mirror.

It's just that he can't look into the mirror.

As the plane entered the Arctic, the endless white expanse no longer contained any trace of a city.

Occasionally, one or two indigenous tribes can only look up at the sky and marvel at the greatness of technology.

When even these indigenous people begin to disappear.

The driver couldn't help but ask through the translator, "Old man, we're already deep enough here. If we go in further, what will happen if we encounter a natural disaster?"

He stopped talking abruptly.

As he watched from the corner of his eye, a very pale hand slowly stretched out from the mirror in the old man's hand.

At this moment, the driver's lips, which were already pale, began to turn white.

“Oh my God, this must be my illusion.”

He muttered something, and the helicopter shook suddenly.

As he watched, a man in a bright red official robe slowly emerged from it.

"Ahhhhh, old man, what the hell is this?"

He was so shocked by the scene that he couldn't breathe. Russian words kept coming out of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

Boom~
In the sky, a huge black gas formed a vortex, sweeping across the area in an instant.

The balance is reminding the creatures here that there is a guy who shouldn't be there and is breaking the balance here.

In extreme fear, the pilot was ready to parachute.

But the next moment, the monster in the bright red official robe slowly raised his eyes and looked in his direction.

His whole body stiffened, and the plane began to flip and fall completely out of control.

The wind howled.

Tang Chen, who was equally frightened, tried to speak calmly, "Where are we going?"

He knew that the worst had already happened. It was meaningless to lose his composure at this moment. He just had a faint hope that this guy would keep his promise, otherwise...
He clenched one hand in his pocket slightly, and the sound of a cricket could be heard faintly in the strong wind.

suck~
Lin Luo took a deep breath, and the fear from the two people was continuously absorbed by him.

He was enjoying it a bit, squinting his eyes at the Russian whose pants were already wet. "Come out, breathe some fresh air, and let's see if there's anything to greet us in this godforsaken place."

The words fell.

hum~
The black clouds in the sky suddenly doubled in size and slowly formed a huge vortex, spinning along with the rapidly falling plane.

Three guys, one fat and two thin, whose lower bodies were replaced by smoke, suddenly rushed out from the small mirror and laughed wildly in the falling plane.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie"

"We are free!"

"Two thousand years later, is this the breath of freedom?"

"Fear, I smell fear, let's spread the fear from here!"

slap~
The three people's laughter was slapped away by a golden slap.

"What are you laughing at? Didn't you know it was coming out a long time ago?"

Lin Luo looked at the three people who were blown away with some suspicion. This kind of laughter would get people beaten to death, especially villains. The more abstract the laughter, the faster they would die.

The three of them flew in from outside the plane, feeling a little embarrassed. Niu Ma couldn't help but say, "Hey, I can't help it, I can't help it."

"Then change it. After a while, I'll find some normal laughter for you to learn from."

Niuma listened and couldn't help but retort, "But normal laughter isn't scary. If it's not scary, how can it make us look like the God of Fear?"

"Yes, I remember it was you who told us to laugh like this in the beginning," Tian Xin, who has always been honest, couldn't help but mutter.

Lin Luo:.
This is a somewhat valid reason.

"As you wish"

"Well, the plane is going to crash." Tang Chen's voice trembled slightly due to the strong wind pressure that poured in through the window of the helicopter, and the pitiful amount of magic power in his body fluctuated slightly.

The next moment, his hand was grabbed by Zhang Gui and pulled.

The pale, chubby face with exaggerated makeup suddenly leaned closer. "Sir, look what I caught! A cricket from Fengdu, the moss under the brim of the Fengdu Emperor's hat, and a mirror! A mirror!"

His head suddenly grew bigger, and he roared at Tang Chen with all his might: "How dare you bring a mirror!"

A golden light appeared in Lin Luo's hand. He slapped Zhang Gui away with a slap, flew forward, grabbed the pilot and Tang Chen, and soared into the sky.

boom!
The sound of a helicopter crashing was heard, and the flames shooting into the sky attracted waves of avalanches.

The catastrophic scene below caused the fear threshold of the two people in Lin Luo's hands to suddenly reach a peak at this moment.

He took a deep breath, and strands of black air from the two people entered his nostrils, nourishing his power of fear.

After absorbing half of it, Lin Luo shook off the unconscious driver and ordered, "Put it anywhere you want. Follow me after you're done."

"Okay." Niuma caught the driver at once, absorbed the fear, and transformed into a blue cloud with the driver, rushing quickly out of the avalanche.

The God of Terror wants fear, not killing.

To put it another way, if everyone died, where would they get the fear?
So the God of Fear is indeed an evil god, but he does not kill.

Of course, the four mirror gods would not reject killing people just to scare others.

After absorbing all the fear that could be absorbed from Tang Chen, Lin Luo looked at the old man, who was very scared in his heart but had a calm expression, and felt a little satisfied.

With this skill of cultivating qi, he is a good candidate for support.

Thinking about this, Lin Luo reached out and snatched the set of sealing equipment from his hand, then soared into the sky with Tang Chen, saying happily: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, we are the Mirror God and the God of Fear. As everyone knows, we are the ones who keep our promises the most."

"Now we are going to look for something to treat your great-grandson."

Feeling the strong wind speed around him and hearing the still casual voice in his ears, Tang Chen's heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly began to drop.

Inexplicably, a feeling of fatigue came over him. He slowly closed his eyes and murmured, "That's good. I didn't expect that your credibility is better than many hypocritical humans."

Lin Luo felt Tang Chen's body.

People talk about spirit, energy and vitality.

All kinds of human emotions consume these three things, and fear is the emotion that consumes the most.

However, as the God of Fear, Lin Luo knew the maximum limit of this tool man and would not let him suffer too much loss.

"Hurry up and follow us. We are looking for a temple. Inside is the dragon's stuff. We need to get him."

"The dragon? My Lord, is that the one I'm thinking of?"

"Yes, Holy Lord, he is now in pieces. There is a fragment of power in one of the temples."

"Hehehe, although I don't know where the adults learned this, I think it's time for us to avenge that thousand-year-old grudge."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie" ×3
Lin Luo glanced at the cows and horses that followed him and laughed, feeling speechless.

Do you know what they just said? Just laughing?
At the same time, San Francisco.

Dad's Antique Shop.

An old man wearing a woolen sweater, a hedgehog hair and reading glasses was reading a book. His hand shook and the hot tea spilled onto the ground, and wisps of mist immediately appeared.

"Hey~ Jackie Chan, where are the ancient books that Dad wanted? Are you listening to Dad?"

Dad stood up angrily and roared loudly, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

"Oh, sorry, Dad. I really don't have time lately. Someone paid me a lot of money to be a guide in Bavaria, and I need to brush up on my knowledge. Plus, I have to run the shop. I just sent a customer away three minutes ago, so I'm a bit busy. Can you find it yourself?"

An Asian youth wearing a blue sweater, with a big nose and short hair responded, his voice sounding a little tired.

Dad looked at the densely packed professional knowledge books behind the cash register and snorted coldly, "Of course Dad knows. Didn't Dad ask you to help him find some books because I saw you were looking for them?"

"Okay, wait a minute. I'll help you find me in ten minutes. I need to record these things first." Cheng Longtou responded without raising his head, writing and drawing on a notebook.

The old man didn't hesitate any longer and walked towards the library. "I have a feeling that things might get very turbulent for a while. There might be some demons out there."

"Yeah, okay, I get it, Dad." Jackie Chan responded perfunctorily, constantly recording things about Bavaria.

In his opinion, magic, monsters, aren't they all lies? Forget about it when he was a child, but now he's so old, does his father still think he will believe it?
Dad was used to Jackie Chan not believing these things. He sighed and said, "Your cousin Xinxin's daughter will be coming over in a few days. Remember to pick her up then."

"Yeah, okay, I get it, Dad." Jackie Chan still responded casually.

The old man was somewhat helpless. He turned around and muttered something, then walked towards the library with a worried look on his face: What on earth went wrong?
The other side of San Francisco.

The top floor of a tall building.

A young man with silver hair and green clothes was looking confidently at a huge coiled dragon statue hanging on the wall.

"Holy Lord, we have found traces of a talisman. I want to verify the authenticity of the Golden Rooster King's treasure."

The scarlet eyes of the yellow coiled dragon statue on the wall lit up.

His voice was very hoarse, but it also revealed a hint of hesitation. He looked towards the distant north, and darkness began to cover his surroundings.

"Before the New Year's bell rings, you only need to obtain twelve talismans, and then all of these will be yours."

In the darkness, two shadow ninjas pulled away the darkness, revealing a golden treasure.

Valon's eyes were full of greed. He unconsciously took a step forward, as if wanting to touch the treasures, but then the darkness turned into a wall again.

Walon was stunned for a moment, then turned around, his eyes full of greed: "Don't worry, I will definitely get it."

At the same time, a serious look began to appear in the Holy Lord's scarlet eyes as he looked out the window.

In the distance, black air is surging. This year should be his home court.

how come.
Moreover, this aura is so familiar.

Who revived?

(End of this chapter)