The system has to be used even if it is pulled

When Jackie Chan and his friends arrived at Daolong's castle which no longer existed, their faces were filled with confusion.

"Dad, are you sure this is Daolong's castle? But there is nothing here! Oh no!"

"Don't question Dad. Maybe Daolong used magic to hide the castle." Dad gave Jackie Chan a two-finger Zen and began to cast magic.

"Oh, Dad, Uncle Long, I think you don't have to look for it anymore. This is indeed Daolong's castle, but something may have changed." Xiaoyu in the distance waved to Jackie Chan and the others.

When everyone rushed over, they found a ruined castle with the huge statue of Daolong lying on the side.

"What's going on?" Jackie Chan asked in confusion.

"I don't know either, but this place is filled with huge magical power. It's hard to imagine what caused all this." Dad said with a frown.

"I think you'd better look over there." Xiaoyu held the map in her hand and pointed into the distance.

"It's a bit weird, isn't it? How could the mountain become like this!" Jackie Chan said in surprise.

"It seems that a more evil force has joined here. There was a melee here, and the Holy Lord and Daolong were defeated. It's hard to imagine that there are such powerful demons in this world. We need to go back! We need to discuss countermeasures again." Dad walked back and forth.

"What about the gold? It can't be found nowhere else!" Sheriff Blake said in surprise.

"It's hard to say. There has been a big battle here. If nothing unexpected happens, all the gold may be gone." Dad said slowly as he looked at Blake who was becoming more and more disappointed.

"There's no other way. Our mission now is to investigate everything. You can arrange for people to search in the ruins to see if there is any result." Jackie Chan patted Blake's shoulder.

"It can only be this way."

......

Hong Kong, the former site of the Holy Lord's Palace, Zhao Yuanlang followed the Holy Lord, who had shrunk to the size of an adult, and slowly entered the dilapidated underground treasury.

As the Holy Lord chanted the spell, the door to the entire treasury opened, revealing countless gold, silver and treasures piled up inside.

"Hurray! Long live! So much gold!" The three silly guys under Zhao Yuanlang shouted excitedly.

Ah Fen even excitedly hugged the Holy Lord's neck, patted the Holy Lord's shoulder happily and said: "Holy Lord, I'm so glad you joined us!"

"That's right, Holy Lord, welcome back."

But following the ferocious gaze of the Holy Lord, the three stupid people trembled in fear.

"Enough! Holy Lord, take me to find the mask." Zhao Yuanlang interrupted them with a frown.

"Yes, my master."

After passing through countless traps, behind a secret door in the treasury, the Holy Lord respectfully handed the Ghost General Mask in his hand to Zhao Yuanlang.

Zhao Yuanlang slowly floated up, emitting a green light. He opened his mouth and absorbed all the energy in the ghost mask. The ghost general mask slowly turned into mud and finally scattered on the ground.

"Very good! Very good! Holy Lord, you did a great job." After Zhao Yuanlang floated down, he touched the back of the Holy Lord's head.

Humph, the Holy Lord turned his head away arrogantly.

Countless ninja soldiers slowly emerged from the darkness and began to move the Holy Lord's treasure.

"Afu, you guys go get me information about the mask. If you do well, you will get a lot of gold!"

"Yes, Chief." Ah Fu nodded.

.......

In a dark and chaotic space, a white-bearded mask suddenly opened its eyes.

Who is it! Who absorbed my mask! I lost part of my power! Damn it! I want to leave here and find the mask that belongs to me.

.......

Having no idea what to do, Dad adjusted his glasses and looked through all the books with a frown.

"Dad, Sheriff Black sent a message that a talking mask has controlled Alfu and four other members of the Black Hand organization, causing great damage."

Before Jackie Chan finished speaking, Xiaoyu shouted happily: "Wow, new adventure! Uncle Long, let's go!"

"You're wrong, Xiaoyu, it's me and Jackie Chan, you should do your homework at home. Tru, keep an eye on Xiaoyu."

"Okay, Master."

......

Lotus Temple.

Zhao Yuanlang was holding a scroll in his hand. The Holy Lord stepped on a bald monk and slowly chanted a spell. The entire ancient temple became blurred. Countless energies gathered in Zhao Yuanlang's body, and finally everything turned into calm.

A ray of sunlight shone down, and the Lotus Temple did not disappear. The monk who was stepped on by the Holy Lord shouted in horror: "Impossible, this is impossible, how could this happen!"

As Zhao Yuanlang poured a wisp of demonic energy into the monk's body, the Holy Lord slowly removed his foot. The monk on the ground turned blue all over, slowly stood up, and respectfully performed a Buddhist salute to Zhao Yuanlang.

"Go, spread the power of me, the Demon Lord, and recruit my followers."

"Yes, my master."

Looking at the nearby bamboo forest, the rays of sunlight, and the birds flying freely, Zhao Yuanlang spread his hands and chanted loudly: "I entered the ancient temple in the early morning, and the sun shone on the tall forest. The path leads to a secluded place, where the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. The mountain scenery pleases the birds, and the reflection of the lake empties people's hearts. All sounds are silent here, but the sound of bells and chimes remains."

The Holy Lord curled his lips in disdain.

Zhao Yuanlang frowned and glanced at the Holy Lord, slapped him on the head and said, "Go find that vampire for me. Don't let me down, Holy Lord."

.......

Jackie Chan and his friends, who were beaten up by Tara at the airport, finally found information about the mask by searching through books. They followed the plane that Ah Fu and his friends were on and arrived in Japan.

At Xiaoyu's loud shout, Jackie Chan and the others rushed over. Seeing the densely packed ghost masks on the wall, Tru shuddered.

"If the cursed mask is not destroyed, these masks will not work. But why do I have a bad feeling?" Dad looked at the masks with his little eyes.

"This is a good sign. It means that the king who rules over Japanese mummies is in the house." A mask on the wall suddenly grew larger and opened its mouth to speak.

Everyone shuddered in fear: "It's Tara!"

"My subordinates, go and help get the masks!" Tara ordered as she looked at Afu and the other three who came in.

Lasu looked at the wall of masks, rolled his eyes and said, "Who knows which one these masks belong to."

Everyone came forward and took the masks off the wall one by one to see if it was the mask they were looking for.

Of course Jackie Chan would not just watch them look for masks, and Tara would not let Jackie Chan interfere with them, so the two of them fought each other.

Tara was simply fighting with Jackie Chan for fun, and Jackie Chan was out of breath after a while.

"There's bad news. The mask we're looking for is not here." Afen and the others tried all the masks on the wall and found that they didn't have what they needed.

"This is really good news." Dad and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Impossible, the mask must be here, keep looking."

"I thought you might be looking for this."

Everyone turned their heads to look at the statue in the corner.

"Damn, the statue can actually talk!" Xiaoyu said in surprise.