Chapter 162 Xiaoyu’s letter
The sky is gloomy and the jungle is dense...
The world of Jackie Chan's Adventures, in a forest in the suburbs of Hong Kong...
"Crack~"
He put his hands together and slapped three mosquitoes to death. He opened his hands, and there were three bright red bloodstains on his palms. Looking at the bloody mosquito corpses in his palms, a muscular man with bronze skin and a short head looked in front of him. A young man with a middle parted head was looking around with a irritated face.
"Ah, Wang Xiaoming, what kind of camping spot are you looking for? There are mosquitoes everywhere, there is not even a decent open space, not even a place to pitch a tent..."
"Don't worry, Dachun, isn't it just getting dark today? Hey~ If you are afraid of the dark, I'll give you a flashlight."
"This is not a matter of whether I am black or not..."
When he heard the word "fear of the dark", the bronze-skinned man immediately jumped up from where he was like a cat with fried hair. Looking at the woman beside him who was smiling and holding out a flashlight, he opened his mouth and said with claws and teeth:
"It's dark here, there's nothing, and there are mosquitoes everywhere. Do you know? Mosquitoes are buzzing in my ears..."
"It makes me really want to punch these mosquitoes in the stomach, pull out their intestines, strangle the mosquitoes' necks, and then tie them into a knot and twist them hard."
"Then the world became quiet..."
The bronze-skinned man became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost jumped up from the ground.
This exciting operation also made a tall woman at the back of the team unable to stand it.
The woman quickly passed the two people in front of her, then came directly behind the bronze-skinned man, slapped him directly on the back of the head, and yelled at him:
"Da Shachun, what do you want to do?!"
And this slap undoubtedly made the bronze-belly man quiet down instantly. He stood at attention and roared like a ghost crying and a wolf howling:
"I don't know what I want to do..."
After seeing Dachun's performance, the high-profile woman nodded with satisfaction, and then returned to her original position in the team.
Dasha Chunyi took the flashlight from another woman's hand angrily, turned it on, and continued to follow the man with the alarm clock whom he called Wang Xiaoming.
There were a total of five people in the team at the scene. They were college students who had organized together during the holidays and wanted to travel.
However, since they had no travel experience, they came to the suburbs of Hong Kong and prepared to try camping life.
But it was obvious that their actions were not going smoothly. Just looking for a place to set up a tent took them from noon to the setting sun. If they really kept searching like this, they still didn't know when they would find it...
After Dashachun was forcibly silenced, the college student camping team immediately lost its voice.
After searching for a long time, they still couldn't find a suitable location. As the team leader, Wang Xiaoming was obviously a little embarrassed.
He walked in the front, with his back to Dashachun's lights, and he scratched his face in embarrassment. He seemed a little uncomfortable with the current silence and said in a lively atmosphere:
"Um, have you ever heard of some legends in the suburbs of Hong Kong?"
"Oh? Are there any weird stories here in Hong Kong? Why haven't I heard of them?"
Wang Xiaoming's topic indeed attracted the attention of others.
When Wang Xiaoming saw that this method of activating the atmosphere was effective, he quickly said:
"This strange story has only just emerged in the past few months, and it only spread in the past two or three months."
"According to rumors, in the suburban forests of Hong Kong, some faint blue will-o'-the-wisps will appear every night. And sometimes there will be a low sound like a bell ringing from those will-o'-the-wisps."
"According to rumors, a righteous watchman in ancient times discovered the Japanese pirates, and was then killed by the Japanese pirates. His body was dismembered and buried in this forest."
"Every night, there will be a watchman whose body is covered with knife wounds and mutilated, echoing in the forest, looking for his own mutilated body~"
The rumors are indeed good, but Wang Xiaoming obviously has no talent for telling ghost stories. After hearing this story, not to mention being scared, the other three people were even full of the desire to complain.
"Your story is too false. Didn't you say it was a rumor in the past few months? How come the story dates back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties?"
"That's right, and the sound of the watchman's gong doesn't seem to be the low sound of a bell, right?"
"And there's..."
The three people in the back kept complaining, each one denouncing the unreasonableness of this ghost Wang Xiaoming felt embarrassed about this, he felt that the atmosphere became lively again, and the smile suddenly returned to his face.
"It's a boring story, isn't it Dashachun~"
The tall woman crossed her arms and complained with disdain. She even felt a little unsatisfied after she finished complaining. She patted Dashachun in front of her, hoping to get him to complain too.
But after a moment, the woman felt that something was wrong with Qing. Dashachun, why didn't this guy react at all?
Turning her head, the woman saw that her body was stiff, and her whole body was like a sculpture, holding a flashlight with her back to herself. She was Dashachun.
Suddenly, the woman's heart couldn't help but make a sound. The scene in front of her seemed a bit familiar, a bit like a horror movie...
Immediately she reached out her hand again, hesitated for a moment and then carefully patted the other party's shoulder.
"Da Shachun, are you okay..."
Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Dashachun, a big man with muscles all over his body, trembled suddenly, but at this time he also came to his were many fingers in the mouth pointing in one direction.
"Then, there~, the will-o'-the-wisp..."
As soon as Dashachun said these words, the entire team suddenly became quiet, and the entire forest suddenly returned to silence...
No matter how low the sound is in the silence, it is always so harsh.
"Bang~"
Sounds like dull bells kept ringing in the woods, and the blue will-o'-the-wisps suddenly lit up, illuminating half of the woods with their long brilliance.
Silence, dead silence.
Dashachun consciously turned off the flashlight in his hand. The five college students who came out together looked at each other and then made a wise decision...
"Ghost ah ah ah ah -"
The scream was like a meteor piercing the night sky, instantly reaching the entire forest, and also reaching the ears of Wu He who was meditating in the forest.
He raised his head with a confused look on his face and looked at the five figures quickly disappearing in the distance. He stretched out his hand inexplicably and scratched his face.
"What are you doing? This is the seventh time..."...
Although Wu Hyuk felt very unhappy about being interrupted from practicing, it was obviously not the first time this happened, so Wu Hyuk didn't have much reaction.
He looked up at the sky, looking at the darkening sky, and suddenly felt that his practice could almost stop, after all, it was time to have dinner...
Walking on the road to the restaurant I often go to, although the sun has set, the neon lights of Hong Kong still illuminate the streets of Hong Kong brightly.
Walking on the bright road, Wu He also took out the envelope from his pocket that he had taken from the mailbox when he went out to find a place to practice at noon, but had not started to check it until now.
Opening the outer packaging of the envelope, Wu He immediately saw several photos inside and a note with colorful words.
First remove the photos and view them.
The owner of the photo is Xiaoyu, but Xiaoyu is often not the only one in the picture.
The first photo is a photo of Xiaoyu and a man wearing a blue T-shirt with short hair and a big nose. There is even an arrow and a name on the other man in this photo is the legendary Uncle Long.
The second photo is also a group photo, but the subject is Xiaoyu and a white-haired old man. This old man is naturally the legendary father.
The third photo is with a beautiful woman wearing tights, who is the legendary little snake.
The fourth photo shows a strong man wearing a bull head mask, this is the bull warrior.
The last picture is a picture of a big fat man wearing suspenders and three people stacked together like Arhats. It should be the legendary Tru, Ah Fen, La Su and Zhou.
Putting all the photos at the end, Wu He unfolded the note, and then saw the letter Xiaoyu gave him.
【Dear Wu Hyuk】
[Dear Wu He, hello~, I am Xiaoyu. I have 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 schools in the United States are exactly the same as those in Hong Kong. Both the classmates and the teachers are boring to death. 】
[But you don’t have to worry about me. There is Uncle Long and Dad here. I took photos. You should be able to see that there are many magical things. 】
[You can’t imagine what I have been through in the past month or so. 】
[Here I met the magical District Thirteen, and a group of bad guys called the Mafia. Those guys had guns, electric batons, and even black ninjas. There was also a very tall guy who looked like... Like a compared to these guys, Uncle Long was more powerful. He directly used martial arts to fight off all those guys with "Hey hey haha~" in a few strokes. 】
[I also want to learn those martial arts, but Uncle Long just doesn’t want to teach me. 】
[In addition to Uncle Long, Dad is also very powerful. He actually knows Eastern magic. He always says that he is the descendant of some great mage, and talks about the balance of yin and yang. Although spells are such fun things, he just doesn’t let us. Use it however you like. 】
[Ah, by the way, I haven’t introduced the talismans to you yet. I don’t know much about talismans. I only know that there are twelve in total. They seem to be related to the twelve zodiac signs, and each one has its own characteristics. Magical power...]
[One with a chicken pattern can directly make people levitate, the cow charm can make people become infinitely strong, the snake charm can make people invisible, the sheep charm can make people leave the body, and the rabbit can make people run very fast. There is also the most powerful dragon talisman, the power of breathing fire can directly blow down a wall...]
[It’s really nice and interesting here. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m very happy here...]
【Your friend Xiaoyu】
[19xx year xx month xx day]
Turning over the envelope in his hand, Wu He couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face as he walked on the road.
This letter is not long, only about four to five hundred words, but it also condenses a lot of information.
In the letter, Xiaoyu only mentioned the dragon, and the talisman came to an abrupt end. This means that when Xiaoyu wrote this letter, her collection of talismans had already reached the dragon talisman...
"I remember that the following order is rat, horse, dog, pig, monkey, tiger..."
Calculating the remaining spells with his fingers, Wu He picked up the letter again and looked at the date it was sent. Then he took out his flip phone and looked at today's date.
A total of 47 days have passed since this letter was sent and Wu Hyuk got it...
Counting on the fingers, today should be the 115th day since Xiaoyu left for the United States. According to the speed of flights from Hong Kong to the United States, it should be the 113th day since the plot started...
"110 three days..."
Looking up at the stars above his sky that were obscured by lights, Wu He directly stuffed the photos and notes in his hands back into the envelope, then put them back in his pocket. He lowered his head forward and touched his chin to start. Spreading my thoughts...
It has been 110 and a half days since Xiaoyu left Hong Kong, which means that it has been 110 and a half days since Wu He withdrew from the foggy space.
Three and a half months, and the family conditions of middle-class and above basically allow him to go wherever he wants. If these conditions are placed on other Wu He, he can basically form a good combat effectiveness.
But when it comes to Wu He, things are a little different...
He stretched out his hand and rubbed a ball of thunder the size of his thumb in his palm. Wu He looked at the lightning that was quietly jumping back and forth in his palm and said silently to himself:
"Five levels of divine power of the physical body, four vein gates, a small degree of air control, a complete collection of basic magic..."
"Normally it shouldn't be too slow, but it might not be enough here."
Released his chin, put his hands into his pockets, Wu He took out his flip phone, dug out the communication records, and looked at the call records that stayed on the phone thirteen days ago, his thoughts couldn't help but fly to more than 100 days Before……
After Wu Hyuk went to court that day, he was sentenced to his mother, who is a university professor, but as everyone knows, university professors are busy.
Although there is not much need to prepare lessons, many university textbooks may be compiled by themselves. For university professors, being a university teacher is often just a hobby, such as research and business. Their main business.
Wu Hyuk's mother is leading several long-term projects. She was relatively free some time ago, but in the past two months she has been so busy that she has never touched the ground.
In the past two months, Wu Hyuk could basically only hear the other party's voice on the phone...
The most embarrassing thing is that the other party basically only calls Wu He when he is paying tens of thousands of yuan a month for living expenses.
And Wu He's father is pretty much the same, basically just calling him every once in a while.
The only difference between father and mother is that mother often calls at the beginning of the month, while father calls at the end of the month. What they have in common is that every time they call, tens of thousands of dollars will be transferred to Wu Hyuk's card as his living expenses...
"Tap~"
The forward steps slowly stopped, and Wu He was pulled back from his thoughts. He looked up at the restaurant in front of him, and directly opened the door and walked in.
"Forget it, just forget your son~,"
"The most important thing is to fill your stomach..."
(End of this chapter)