Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

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Definitely next time?

What must be?

These archaeological reporters have no professional ethics at all!

......

On the streets of the small town.

The sun will set.

The dusk light enveloped the small town, casting a hazy orange-yellow hue.

As the festival approaches, the surroundings are decorated with lights and there are many delicious foods on the streets that are ready to grab.

There is an atmosphere of joy everywhere here.

There was a band playing lively music, and the sound was rippling.

Dad and his grandson, Xiaoyu, walked enthusiastically in front of the band, swaying their limbs and dancing the cha-cha.

“Hahahaha~!”

After the dance, Dad and Xiaoyu laughed so hard that they held their stomachs.

They walked to the long table where the food was laid out.

Xiaoyu's face flushed, and she said with a smile: "Dad, didn't you say that dancing would make your bones fall apart?"

"Cha Cha Cha~"

Dad didn't answer, but picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm? Wait a minute, Dad! What are you doing?"

Xiaoyu was stunned, and then she remembered Uncle Long's words, and hurriedly stopped him: "This is cheese, it's very sweet! Don't you think you can't eat it? Be careful not to get your teeth stuck!"

Dad ignored it and took a bite with an expectant look on his face.

“Hey, it’s delicious!”

The sweet taste blooms on Dad's tongue.

The goat's eyes narrowed with joy.

"Hmm? Dad...I feel like you're acting weird."

Xiaoyu put one hand behind her back, touched her chin with the other, and looked at her father with a strange look in her eyes.

I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but some things changed so suddenly for my dad.

She still noticed something different.

"Uh...what's wrong? What's weird?"

Dad paused and blinked.

He swallowed the sweet, salty cheese bread in one gulp.

He looked evasive and hesitated.

"At least you haven't said that since we got here...There's one more thing!"

Xiaoyu looked straight at her father, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Dad’s change must be related to something!

"What is going on, Dad? Just tell me, I really want to know!"

Xiaoyu pouted and blinked at her father with her bright eyes.

"......Okay." Dad was silent for two seconds, hesitated for a moment, and sighed slightly.

He picked up the rope hanging around his neck, and there was a small object strung on it.

Dad took it out and showed it to Xiaoyu.

"No way..." Xiaoyu was stunned and her eyes widened.

"Hehe, no!" Dad smiled.

"Wow! This is so cool, Dad!" Xiaoyu said expectantly, "This amulet can actually make you handsome and young! You will keep it, right?"

Dad looked at Xiaoyu's expression, smiled, but the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.

He remained noncommittal and did not answer Xiaoyu's expectant question.

Just when Xiaoyu wanted to ask further questions.

Suddenly, not far from them, the town's timepiece sounded.

The timekeeper is the clock tower donated to the town by the grandfather of the chocolate factory owner.

At the top of the bell tower, a statue of a pig standing upright slowly rotates out of the bell tower.

It holds two copper erasers in its hands, under the action of the mechanism.

A sudden slap.

“Crack~!”

The loud voice reminds people that a new time node has arrived.

Dusk has come and the sky is getting dark.

Outside the chocolate factory.

Jackie Chan never really left.

He lay in wait behind the wall and peered into the factory.

Wait for the fat boss to walk out with a speechless look on his face.

When Jackie Chan saw the other person, he immediately shrank behind the wall.

After the fat boss left, he dodged and ran towards the factory.

Relying on the good physical fitness developed during archaeological research.

With a few leaps, he used the force of the force to jump onto a high-rise platform outside the factory.

After Jackie Chan came out, he observed outside for a long time.

There is still a window open here.

This allowed him to sneak into the factory unnoticed.

Running straight to the window, Jackie Chan exerted a little force with his feet and passed through lightly, leaping into the factory.

After a few tumbles, he landed on the ground again.

Jackie Chan moved cautiously, preparing to find the location of the talisman.

Suddenly, a contemptuous voice came from behind him: "Are you looking for amulets? There are only fake ones here."

Jackie Chan was startled.

His body stiffened, and he quickly bent over and looked behind him, making an attacking stance.

I saw a burly man with red hair playing with a piece of chocolate between his fingers.

There is also a piglet pattern on the packaging.

"Uh... do we know each other?"

Seeing that the other person was a stranger, Jackie Chan's hands fell down unnaturally, but he was intoxicated by the other person's bad breath: "Wow! How much garlic did you eat?"

Before Jackie Chan could react.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was hallucinating.

In the void around, it seemed as if a BGM sounded.

"My name is Black Tiger Afu, prepare to die!"

In the chocolate factory, two figures were confronting each other.

Jackie Chan looked at the red-haired Lion King in front of him, and his intuition told him that this man was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

As expected, Ah Fu killed the enemy with one strike.

He pinched the chocolate between his index and middle fingers, held it upright in front of his eyes, then turned his wrist and threw it out.

It looked like a very light bullet, but it whistled through the air and flew away in an instant.

Smash it at Jackie Chan!

Fortunately, Jackie Chan has been doing archaeology for many years and his agility has been maxed out.

He dodged by moving sideways.

The piece of chocolate flew across his face.

A "swish" sound.

It pierced directly into the steel pipe behind him.

"Hey!"

The force is so great that it is suffocating.

A hole was punctured in the pipe, and streams of thick chocolate liquid flowed out.