The three Feng Shui masters who served the Saints rested one night in the antique shop, and got up early the next day to ask Luke to set off for the awakening temple. After simply packing up his things and asking for leave from school, Luke put on his schoolbag and asked, "Should we take a plane or a train?" The address of the temple is not far or near. If you hurry, you can get there in two days. "It's a pilgrimage." The short and fat mage spoke with a smile, his eyes pious: "Let us stand on the ground, integrate with nature, and feel the world." The implication is to walk. Luke refused bluntly: "No." The short and fat mage was startled for a moment, a little frightened. He was clearly following the procedures handed down from his ancestors strictly. "Great Saint Seiya, you were born for peace. Your return will make those who admire you happy. Although it is slower, it is very meaningful." "The main reason is that I can't take such a long leave, I need to go to school, and these days, taking a few photos and placing an advertisement in the newspaper can tell everyone that I am back."
The short and fat mage: "..." Can it still be done like this? ! "Just listen to Luke, what the Saint says is not wrong." The father next to him firmly supported him. After he decided that Luke was a Saint, his attitude changed. He no longer allowed him to help with housework, and his tone became extra cautious. If Luke hadn't stopped him, his father would have wanted to serve him with tea and water. It felt a bit like a fanatical fan meeting the real owner, which made Luke, the fake Saint, feel embarrassed. At this point, the three Feng Shui masters couldn't refute, so they could only re-plan the route. At this moment, out of Luke's peripheral vision, a small figure quietly slipped into the antique store, opened his father's suitcase and got in. The whole process was silent and smooth, and one look at it showed that he was extremely experienced. He walked to the box helplessly, opened the zipper, and revealed Xiaoyu curled up inside, making eye contact with her. Xiaoyu, who was suddenly discovered, was confused. She didn't know how she was exposed, so she forced an embarrassed smile. "Uh...good morning, Luke, I wanted to say...have you eaten?" "Have you eaten? How about you? Would you like a plate of fried meat on a bamboo board?" The influence of Jing Gong has disappeared, and Xiaoyu has returned to the lively girl. Lu Ke flicked her forehead with his finger, turned around and called someone. "Sir, Xiaoyu ran into your suitcase." Dad, who was looking at a map, walked over menacingly with his hands on his hips. "Hey~ Xiaoyu, you should be in District 13 at this time and go to school later, instead of appearing in dad's suitcase." He clearly told Blake to take good care of Xiaoyu and send her to school. Are all the secret detectives in the 13th District just working for a living? They can't even look down on a little girl! Xiaoyu looked at Luke with accusing eyes, with the word "traitor" clearly written in her eyes. She climbed out of the suitcase and clasped her hands together. "Dad, actually I am also an admirer of Saint Seiya. The pilgrimage sounds so cool, just let me go~"
"No, children should go to school honestly!" Dad firmly refused. "Actually, I miss Uncle Long too much. If I don't find something to do for myself, I will go crazy." Seeing that acting coquettishly was useless, Xiaoyu began to play the emotional card, wiping away non-existent tears while peeking at her father's reaction. "I'm just saying that Jackie Chan has set a bad example for you. If you keep causing trouble like this, you might end up in the same situation as him one day." "Hey! Dad, I won't be as stupid as Uncle Long." Xiaoyu gestured with her hands and retorted dissatisfiedly. Seeing her like this, Luke thought for a moment and then said, "Do you really want to go?" "Yeah, yeah." Xiaoyu looked at him expectantly, "Please~ I really want to go." Luke looked away and turned to look at the three Feng Shui masters, "Will we encounter any danger on the way to the temple?" "this……" The pudgy mage hesitated for a moment, then told the truth: "The forces of black energy will not allow the saints to awaken. The prophecy says that the dark killer will come to stop you." Luke nodded, "But you said that Saints are born for peace." "That's right. Saints can only save the world in times of crisis." Dad is a mage Not a fighter, he pushed up his glasses: "My nephew Jackie Chan should be this character, but now he..." "So I'm the only one left!" Xiaoyu cheered and jumped up from the ground happily. Dad was still a little hesitant, "But you are just a kid and can't protect yourself. How can you protect Luke and deal with the dark killer?" "I have this." A small dark green snake crawled out from Xiaoyu's neck. Then she proudly took out two charms from her pocket, "And this, a floating chicken, and a powerful cow, so I can protect Luke." Dad: "..." Luke: "..." Alas, District 13. ... The safest district thirteen, in the vault where the spells are kept. Blake looked at the hole in the glass shield and the missing charm, and looked at the security consultant next to him with suspicion.
"I have to doubt your professionalism." "That's not true." The security consultant looked suspicious of life and murmured to himself, "How is it possible...it clearly requires a password and access card, and there is also an infrared alarm system inside, and it is monitored 24 hours a day..." How could an eleven year old girl steal the charm without alerting anyone! … "I climbed to the vent and used a fishing line with a magnetic head to get Sheriff Blake's access card. The password he set is very easy to guess. The secret police chief likes 007 the most. As for the infrared alarm, it's all laid out on the floor. If it’s on the ground, it can be taken away by hanging it with a rope.” In the cockpit of the plane, Xiaoyu proudly showed off to Luke the process of stealing the spell. Lu Ke pretended to listen carefully, nodded from time to time, and smiled to match her performance: "Then how did you solve the problem of monitoring." "People in the monitoring room will take a nap and be lazy. You just need to stay and find out when they are lazy." "Awesome, awesome." Lu Ke clapped in cooperation, giving enough emotional value to Xiaoyu to become even more proud, and it took a while to break away from the happiness of being praised. "Don't think that you can easily escape by praising me. Why did you expose me just now? If you hadn't told me, dad would definitely not have found me hiding in the suitcase. I can pass the security check." After showing off, Xiaoyu curled her lips and began to ask questions. Luke closed his eyes and rested on his back, and replied calmly: "It will be very uncomfortable to stay curled up in the suitcase." For this reason? Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. She didn't know what she thought of. Her little face slowly turned red. She adjusted her sitting posture and became more cautious. From time to time, she glanced at the boy next to her. After dawdling for a moment, Xiaoyu felt shy and asked in a low voice: "Lu Ke, do you like me?" "Yeah, I like it." "So you want me to be your girlfriend?" Lu Ke suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoyu in surprise, "What kind of punishment is this? You are still a child." "You too, and there are several couples in our class!" Luke: "..." Well, he is too dirty, and in his heart he equates falling in love with that. Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with childhood sweethearts falling in love, but the problem is that he looks at Xiaoyu like an outstanding junior. Xiaoyu pouted unconvinced, "Besides, it's not like I won't grow up." "...We will discuss this topic when you grow up." Lu Ke refused to continue this very punishing topic. Even if he did not count the superposition, his mental age was still in his thirties, and he was incompatible with the love of his childhood sweetheart. "Xiaoyu, what will you be like when you grow up?"
Luke changed the subject to great effect, and Xiaoyu immediately changed from the shy adolescent girl back to her usual self. "Then there are too many possibilities, but I estimate that I will be a handsome and beautiful police officer, with strong skills and great magic. Maybe District 13 will hire me as a police officer." "You can think a little higher. Maybe it's not a police officer, but a sergeant." Luke guided with a smile. "You mean...the leader of District 13?" Xiaoyu's eyes widened and she felt excited, "That sounds super cool." … Chinatown, Dad’s Antique Shop. A few hours after Luke and others set out, a magic door glowing with green light suddenly appeared, and then a slender woman walked out. She was wearing a close-fitting combat uniform with the "L-13" logo on her chest. She wore a dark green bracelet on her wrist and held a pistol with a complex structure that looked like black technology. There was a slight bulge in the center hanging from her waist. black belt. The woman held up a pistol as soon as she appeared, with a cold expression and silky and smooth movements. After looking around to eliminate risks, she put down the gun in her hand and looked at the photo of her father and Jackie Chan side by side on the cabinet, her eyes softening. "This is... dad's antique shop?" She looked at the somewhat messy antiques around her with a nostalgic look, smelled the faint smell of garlic in the air, and gently touched the table where her father was studying and translating ancient texts. "It's been a long time since I've seen this scene. It's really nostalgic." The woman recalled the gradually forgotten memories, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously. She looked at the calendar, and her eyes lit up. "At this time, he should be here too." The woman walked straight to the guest room, which was the room where Luke lived. Her eyes slowly scanned the series of children's supplies in the room, and she smiled brightly. "He is still pretending to be an innocent child now. No, it must be the tiger charm that separates his yin and yang." The woman looked at the furnishings in the room wistfully, stayed there for a few minutes, and then shook her head. "No, no, it's more important to do business." She patted her face, took out a magic tracker, and uttered a complex incantation. The tracker emits a bright light to indicate a direction. The woman notes the location and rushes out the door. When passing by the bathroom, a particularly familiar face was reflected in the mirror. That is an enlarged version of Chen Xiaoyu's face that has become more mature!