Domestic Zone: You already have a system, why join a chat group?

Chapter 21 Xiaoyu's Joyful Life About to Begin

"A weirdo?" Russell raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "What kind of weirdo? Did you see what he looks like?"

Duan Yu shook his head: "How could I see clearly? It was just a dark blur. It ran very fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye."

Since that was the case, Russell could only smile and comfort him, "It was probably some martial arts master with good lightness skills who was practicing here or passing by on some urgent business and just happened to run into you. It's not surprising that some strange people appear in this deep mountain forest. You're lucky that they didn't cause you any trouble."

"Are all wandering swordsmen like this? Appearing and disappearing like ghosts, they're terrifying!" Duan Yu patted his chest in lingering fear, and said bitterly, "Alas! If I had known the outside world was so treacherous, with unexpected disasters everywhere, I would have insisted on learning some martial arts from my uncle and father back home to protect myself!"

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, landing on Russell. A fawning smile instantly spread across his face as he rubbed his hands together and took two steps closer: "Hehe, Brother Russell..."

Russell immediately leaned back warily, looking disgusted: "Get to the point, don't act like that."

Duan Yu quickly flattered him, saying, "Brother Luo, could you fetch me some water so I can take a bath? And could you also borrow a monk's robe for me?"

"Hey! You're not stupid after all, ordering me around." Russell kicked Duan Yu in annoyance, then picked up two empty wooden buckets from the corner of the wall while cursing.

The well was located in a corner of the backyard of Miaofa Temple. When Russell arrived with his wooden bucket, he found Madam Su with Xiao Ayan by the well.

Ayan's clean little jacket from this morning was now covered in mud, and his face and hands were streaked with black and gray, making him look like a little tabby cat. His mother was holding him down and wiping his face with a damp cloth.

"What's wrong with Ayan?" Russell greeted her with a smile and put down the wooden bucket.

Madam Su looked up at the sound and saw it was Russell. She was both annoyed and amused: "Young Master Luo, please forgive my rudeness. It's all because this girl was playful and insisted on catching loaches in the mud. In the end, she didn't catch any loaches and ended up looking like this."

As she spoke, she deliberately put on a stern face and glared at Ayan, who was sticking out her tongue and making a face: "When your father comes back tomorrow, if he finds out about this, see if he won't punish you!"

Upon hearing "father," Ayan immediately shrank her neck, pouted, and made a pitiful expression.

Russell smiled and shook his head, turning the waterwheel to draw water as he casually asked, "Is Madam Su taking the children back to the city tomorrow?"

Madam Su nodded, her tone becoming lighter: "The winter clothes at the temple are almost finished. Just yesterday, I received a letter from my husband saying he's returning to the city tomorrow. It's not good for us to keep bothering the temple."

"I see." Russell lifted the full bucket of water. "Then I wish you and your family a safe journey and a joyous reunion."

Madam Su returned the greeting with a smile.

In a quarter of an hour, Russell filled a bathtub with water, and Duan Yu thanked him repeatedly.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and wash, and then wipe the floor clean!" Russell said disdainfully.

"Understood!" Duan Yu grinned and carried the clothes and bucket into the inner room. Soon, a splashing sound of a heavy object being plunged into water came from the inner room.

Russell shook his head, sat down on the futon in the outer room, and was about to continue meditating when he heard Duan Yu ask from inside, "Brother Luo, how are things going with that Miss Mu?"

Russell didn't even lift his eyelids, calmly asking, "What, how is it?"

"Oh, you've been keeping this from me?" Duan Yu's voice came through the door, tinged with mischief. "Don't tell me you didn't notice, that Miss Mu treats you completely differently than she treats others!"

Upon hearing this, Russell chuckled and said, "Brother Duan has been unusually clever today."

"What nonsense! What kind of talk is that!" Duan Yu immediately retorted from inside, the water splashing loudly. "I've always been smart, okay!"

"It's still far from certain, stop speculating," Russell said dismissively, too lazy to argue with him.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu smiled knowingly. Judging from the tone, it was probably a done deal. He didn't press further and continued scrubbing while humming a little tune.

Seeing that Duan Yu had calmed down, Russell finally calmed down. Then he felt the chat group interface in his mind tremble slightly, and someone was tagging him.

Who could it be at this spot...?

Russell had a sudden thought and opened the chat group.

What catches the eye is a message from Xiaoyu, along with a picture.

The photo appears to have been taken from an airplane window, showing a vast sea of ​​clouds below, tinged with gold and red by the setting sun, with the distant horizon clearly visible.

Xiaoyu: "@All members, guess where I am? [Image]"

Xiao Yan: "Wow! This perspective... is it from an airplane? Xiao Yu, are you going on a long trip? Where are you going?"

Xiaoyu: "I'm on my way back to San Francisco."

San Francisco? Russell's heart skipped a beat.

It seems the story of "Jackie Chan Adventures" has officially begun.

Next up were the twelve talismans, the eight great demons, and the ghost army, each taking their turn on stage.

Of course, this has no impact on Jade, since it is Jackie Chan who is going through the adventure, and Jade only needs to step in to save the day when things get desperate.

Zhang Xiaofan: "Xiaoyu, are you traveling alone? Isn't it safe?"

After exchanging ideas in the group for some time, Zhang Xiaofan has gained some basic understanding of the modern world and knows exactly how far apart Hong Kong and the United States are.

Xiaoyu: "Don't worry, Brother Xiaofan, I've been out here many times, I know the place very well."

Xiaoyu: "My mom said my grades have been so bad lately that I probably won't get into a good school in China, so she's decided to send me to the US for two years."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan understood. It was about getting a gilded plating. Ah, it's good to be rich. He had never even been abroad or flown on a plane in his entire life. He had just opened his eyes and found himself in another world.

Xiao Yan: "By the way, do you have relatives in America to help you? Or are you staying in a school dormitory?"

Xiaoyu: "My mom said I have an uncle over there, I think his name is Jackie Chan? She wants me to stay with him for a while."

Xiao Yan: "!"

Xiao Yan: "!"

Xiao Yan: "!"

Xiao Yan: "Is your uncle Jackie Chan?"

Russell chuckled. "This is nothing. You must know, the woman in front of you is a Mayan goddess certified by Quetzalcoatl, a Saint Seiya reincarnation, and the future queen of the Shadow Legion..."

Most importantly, when the animation becomes reality, it means the story will not stop, and the prize pool will continue to grow.

Being Jackie Chan's niece is just one of the most inconspicuous of Jade's many identities.

He closed the chat group interface, closed his eyes again, focused his mind on his body, and began to circulate his Qi throughout his body, refining his true Qi.

The withered leaf spirit on his chest continuously radiated vitality, like a small spring, nourishing his body and meridians.

By later that day, his right hand had fully recovered, and there was no abnormality in his breathing or exertion.

It has to be childhood memories, that's awesome.