Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

"Holy Lord, you were looking for me?"

Arriving a short distance from Jiang Shinian, Valon asked.

"Yes, Valon."

Jiang Shinian looked at the green lizard in front of him and asked in a uniquely deep, hoarse voice, "Where are Jackie Chan and the others now?"

Valmont breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Shendu was asking about this matter, and then said, "Jackie Chan hasn't made any moves yet, but don't worry. My people are already all around that antique shop, and the system is constantly monitoring Jackie Chan's movements. As soon as they make a move, I will know immediately."

“Very good, but…”

Jiang Shinian slowly spoke: "The new year is coming soon, and there are only a few days left. If I can't get all twelve talismans before the new year arrives, I will miss the once-in-hundreds-years Qi Demon Curse loosening. I can wait, can you?"

Jiang's ten-year-old longan had a red glow, and faint sparks were produced in his mouth.

"When I am resurrected, that will be the time to give you the treasure."

"Yes, Holy Lord, I will bring the talisman back."

Valon nodded and said seriously.

"Go and keep an eye on Jackie Chan's movements!" Jiang Shinian said.

“Yes, Lord,” Valon replied respectfully, preparing to leave.

Just then, a phone rang.

This is Vallon's private number; only those authorized by him can dial it.

"Oh, it seems the prey has already made a move."

Valon, leaning on his cane, looked up at the picture of Jiang Shinian hanging on the wall, then answered the phone.

"Report the situation."

"Jackie Chan and his crew have already made a move?"

Which flight is it?

"Hurry up, get on that private jet I just bought, don't fall behind them!"

"There's one more thing, tell Tru to be careful not to mess things up again!"

……

"Hello? Tru?"

"what happened?"

"The fish has taken the bait. The boss told you to be careful and not to be so stupid as to mess things up again."

"Me? Where did I mess things up?"

"These are the boss's words. Go ask the boss. Why are you asking me? Bye!"

"beep……"

"beep……"

"Click"

Tru crushed the phone to pieces with one of his large hands.

The sun shines brightly, and all things rejoice.

The azure sky slowly brightened from overhead, transforming into wisps of light clouds that met the horizon.

It didn't take long.

The sky was a deep, clear blue, with a few fluffy white clouds drifting lazily by.

A gentle breeze blew by, the sun shone warmly, and several adorable little birds flew merrily to and fro in the sky above Happy Valley, between the blue sky and white clouds.

"Uncle Long! This place is so much fun! There are lots of games waiting for us to play!"

Xiaoyu followed behind Jackie Chan, her face beaming with joy, and couldn't help but say something to him.

"I know, Xiaoyu, but our most important task right now is to find the talisman!"

Jackie Chan looked around, striding ahead, glancing left and right, searching for the location of the talisman his father had predicted with magic.

"Where's the pie? Where's the pie?"

Jackie Chan muttered to himself.

"Hey! Uncle Long! Look over there!"

Xiaoyu suddenly called out.

Jackie Chan looked in the direction Jade was pointing.

Some staff members were seen carrying the finished pies onto a large table.

These pies were clearly freshly baked a while ago, still emitting a slight warmth, neither too hot nor too cold, just right for a competition.

"Let's get there quickly!"

Jackie Chan led Jade to the pie stand where the pie-eating contest was being prepared.

He took a fork and stabbed at several pies near him.

"The tiger is in one of the factions, but which one?"

Jackie Chan squatted down, leaned over the pies, and kept poking and prodding them with a fork.

"Why are there talismans in the party?"

Jackie Chan muttered.

Just then, Jade suddenly appeared beside Jackie Chan and answered.

"Because my father has said it many times: only magic can defeat magic!"

Xiaoyu waved one hand and then said.

"He used some strange spells to locate the talisman, which was in the sect. There's no particular reason why. As for how he found it?"

With a smile on her lips, she pulled out two tickets from behind her back.

"It's simple. We can participate in a pie-eating contest and find the talisman while we're eating."

Upon hearing his niece's explanation, Jackie Chan turned around and looked at Xiaoyu.

"And fortunately, our only opponent is Mr. Green, who has lost a mouthful of teeth."

Xiaoyu smiled, but she noticed that her Uncle Long's expression was a little strange.

"how......"

She turned around and saw a huge man, perfectly suited for sumo wrestling, standing beside them.

"Oh……"

Xiaoyu understood.

"That's not the case anymore..."

Looking at Truna's expression, which suggested he could devour all the pies, Xiaoyu swallowed hard and said with some difficulty.

"hey-hey……"

Tru smiled slightly at them, expressing a kingly disdain, then pulled over two benches from either side, placed them under his bottom, and plopped down on them.

"Hmm...maybe Tru can't eat anymore."

Xiaoyu chuckled and looked at Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan had already picked up a fruit pie and was ready.

"All right……"

Xiaoyu also picked up a piece of fruit pie.

"Beep——"

Seeing that no one was ready to participate in the competition, the host blew the whistle.

Tru grabbed a fruit pie, ate it one after another, chewing as he ate, even taking the time to savor the flavor.

Finding no talisman, they immediately stuffed the next fruit pie into it.

Seeing Tru's ferocity, Xiaoyu immediately grabbed two forks and started stuffing fruit pie into her mouth.

Jackie Chan looked up at the host and the referee, and kept stabbing the fruit pie with a fork.

After making one round of stitches, immediately move on to the next one.

The three men engaged in tense and rapid biting and thrusting actions against each other, creating a very intense atmosphere.

But if you look to the side, you'll find something strange.

The old man was calm and composed to the extreme.

Unaffected by the people around her, she ate the fruit pie slowly and leisurely, one bite after another, at her own pace.

It was as if he came here purely to eat some free food.

Beside him, the competition among the three intensified, and the fruit pie on the table visibly dwindled.

At that moment, suddenly...

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, all four of them stopped in their tracks.

Jackie Chan, Tru, and Jade all focused their attention on the old man's withered and wrinkled mouth.

"Well......"

The old man rolled his eyes upwards, sensed something for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"I think I ate something crunchy."

As he spoke, he put his entire hand into his mouth, rummaged around for a while, and then took out his dentures.

Surprisingly, not a single drop of saliva or pie crumbs stuck to the dentures.

"what?"