: Danger Lurks in Four Directions, Evil Spirits Lurk

Chapter 82 Perilous Situation, Evil Spirits Lurk

As time goes by.

The midday light is being replaced by dusk; night is approaching.

As night fell.

Countless eyes will be watching this grand spectacle that is about to unfold!

among them.

Lin Tian was the best audience member.

He created all the stories unfolding from the source of this dark energy, and he eagerly anticipates the start of this grand spectacle.

"Jackie Chan, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Sheriff Black stood by the bed, looking at Jackie Chan who was sometimes frowning and sometimes pacing back and forth, and asked him a question.

Jackie Chan shook his head and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Sheriff Black, ordinary people can't possibly harm the dark energy. There's nothing you can do to help me."

Not only will Chief Black be unable to help Jackie Chan, but if he goes to the scene, he might even become a burden!

The reason is simple.

The thing that Valon called a ghost was something that ordinary people could not even come into contact with!

His kick felt like he'd kicked thin air. Jackie Chan thought to himself, "This monster must be able to block all physical attacks in the real world!"

This,

Very tricky.

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Upon hearing this, Sheriff Black said nothing more. He simply walked over to Jackie Chan and patted him on the shoulder: "Tonight is dangerous. Be careful."

"I know."

Tonight's meeting with Valon was extraordinary.

This is a trap set by the Black Hand organization. Going there could very well mean certain death!

but.

Jackie Chan had a reason to go there.

Whether it was to prevent the talisman from falling into the hands of darkness, or for Xiaoyu's safety, he had to go!

"If only Dad were here."

"In this situation, only Dad can probably offer any help."

"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

Just as Jackie Chan had this idea in mind, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"It's Dad!"

Jackie Chan was overjoyed and quickly answered the phone.

You should know that he had been waiting for his father's call for a whole day.

right now,

It's finally here!

Jackie Chan hurriedly answered the phone and shouted, "Dad, where have you been all day?! Why didn't you answer my calls?"

The old man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah Long, I've been searching all day for the whereabouts of the black energy carrier. I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to apologize for."

Jackie Chan waved his hand dismissively and then said, "The most important thing right now is what needs to be done tonight. Dad, where are you? I'll come pick you up, and we can talk about it in person."

"Yes, I'm on Queen Street."

hang up the phone.

With the help of Sheriff Black, Jackie Chan picked up his father.

During the ride.

Jackie Chan told his father everything about his encounter with the Black Hand organization, the appearance of the ghost, and his meeting with Valmont that night.

The old man's expression changed drastically after hearing this.

The magical artifact in his hand fell to the ground in the carriage with a "thud".

He took off his reading glasses and rubbed his temples.

The voice sounded incredulous: "Ghosts? You mean, you saw ghosts with your own eyes?"

Jackie Chan nodded: "Yes, that monster's form is illusory; my attacks are completely ineffective against it!"

However, "ghost" is what Valon calls him.

Jackie Chan couldn't be sure if it was a ghost or monster because its appearance was similar to black mist.

Dad took a deep breath.

He said helplessly, "No wonder I sensed a strong black aura here before, but found nothing after arriving. So that's why."

Jackie Chan asked, somewhat puzzled, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

The old man turned to Jackie Chan, his gaze serious. "Jackie, when you think of ghosts and monsters, what's the first thing that comes to mind?"

Jackie Chan thought for a moment and said, "It's those things from the folk tales of the Great Xia Dynasty."

The old man nodded: "That's right, these so-called ghosts and monsters are just things from the folk tales of the Great Xia Dynasty. They are products that evolved from black energy."

"Their appearance means that a powerful artifact has fallen into the hands of the Black Hand organization."

"The Black Qi Tome?" Jackie Chan asked, puzzled. "But wasn't the Black Qi Tome broken into seven parts by Valmont and me? How could Black Hand's abilities collect it all in such a short time?"

"It's not a book of dark magic, it's a book of ghost stories and strange tales."

The old man said in a deep voice, "This is an ancient artifact, which is said to be able to control hundreds of ghosts and make them work for the holder."

He had sensed a strong black aura here before.

Now it seems...

The source of this black energy should be the Book of a Hundred Ghosts and Strange Things, one of the three great black energy artifacts.

Jackie Chan's heart sank: "Does that mean the Black Hand organization can now control ghosts and monsters?"

The old man nodded, his expression growing even more grave: "That's right."

"The evil spirits summoned by the Book of a Hundred Ghosts and Strange Tales are far beyond what ordinary black-qi warriors can do. They cannot be harmed by any physical means. Ah Long, it will be very dangerous for you to go there this time."

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Jackie Chan was silent for a moment, then looked up.

He looked at his father with unwavering determination: "Father, no matter what, I have to go!"

The talisman must not fall into their hands!

Xiaoyu's safety must not be threatened!

The old man looked at Jackie Chan, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes, but more worry than anything else.

He sighed.

Then he started rummaging through the large bag he was carrying.

soon.

A dusty classic book appeared in the old man's hands.

"Based on the handwriting of a certain Taoist priest from the Great Xia Dynasty."

"Talismans drawn with cinnabar, ink, and yellow talisman, combined with righteous magic, can be used to create talismans that dispel demons!"

"While we can't completely eliminate the ghosts, we can at least suppress them temporarily."

The old man said.

Meanwhile, he instructed Sheriff Blake to have the necessary equipment prepared as soon as possible.

"Well"

"Jackie Chan, to put it bluntly, these things of yours are hard to find in New York City."

"Especially now."

Upon hearing about these props, Sheriff Blake's expression instantly became conflicted.

These Chinese props are also available abroad.

But they are very rare!

Moreover, they are all used for specific purposes. It's fine to collect them during the day, but now it's evening, after the merchants and shops have closed!

"We have to find it, even if it's difficult!"

"You wouldn't want to see this city devastated because of the appearance of demons, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Sheriff Black fell silent.

A little while later.

He then gave a precise answer: "Okay, I will collect these things as quickly as possible!"

"Ah Long".

"Tonight, do your best to hold off the Black Hand organization."

"If I successfully create the exorcism talisman, I will come to find you."

If not

"I will bring you items with righteous magic to help you."

Be careful in everything.

Seeing his father's worried look, Jackie Chan smiled and patted his chest: "Don't worry, Dad, I just fought with these evil spirits. They are troublesome, but not enough to threaten me."

"I hope so."

The old man turned his gaze to the window, his expression uneasy.

You need to know.

Evil spirits behave completely differently during the day and at night.

(End of this chapter)