Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall

"It turned out to be a fake face!"

Xiaoyu looked at the woman in front of her with a new face and exclaimed!

Xiaoshe reached out and touched her face. After feeling the touch in her hand, she immediately realized what happened.

With narrowed eyes, Xiaoshe immediately exuded a dangerous aura, just like a venomous snake coiled up and ready to attack.

Before she could make any move, Xiaoyu, who was not afraid of tigers, was very excited.

She jumped in front of Xiaoshe, raised her head, looked at Xiaoshe with sparkling eyes, and asked with some admiration: "Are you an agent? Or a killer, or a thief? Who did you learn your disguise from? It feels so amazing! Can you teach me?"

Compared to Jackie Chan, who has not yet shown any ability, Xiaoshe, who is also a woman, undoubtedly won more admiration from Xiaoyu.

Xiaoshe did not expect this child to be so familiar, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

And he was just a thief. He had been in the industry for so many years and only stole things, never hurting anyone.

At this moment, the real face of the cat suddenly exposed the little snake, and the little snake was just a little annoyed by his carelessness and did not dodge.

As for doing something crazy to the little girl and the kitten in front of him, that is absolutely impossible.

The reason why the little snake came to India today was just to receive a commission and come to pick up something.

The reward given by the client was quite generous, but it was not enough to make the little snake break the bottom line and hurt people for the commission.

If the mission failed because the real face was seen by Xiaoyu, the little snake would accept it, and it was actually no big deal.

"Little sister, don't talk to strangers casually, it's very dangerous."

The little snake touched Xiaoyu's head and looked at Tang Mu on the side: "Fortunately, I didn't adopt you before. Otherwise, with your claws, I wouldn't have enough fake faces."

Tang Mu still had a mask hanging on his claws at this time. It can be seen that this guy is also a little confused at this time.

The little snake did not intend to have a deep exchange with Xiaoyu and others.

After saying a few words casually, he stepped out of the alley and soon disappeared in the busy streets of India.

This famous bandit in a certain group is obviously a man who does things in a swift and decisive manner.

Before, Tang Mu was still thinking about what the woman wanted to do by following Jackie Chan.

Now that the woman's identity is confirmed to be Xiaoshe, Tang Mu can roughly guess what the purpose of Xiaoshe following Jackie Chan is.

But now Xiaoshe's true face is exposed.

I don't know if she will continue to follow.

For the rest of the journey, Tang Mu and Xiaoyu still followed Jackie Chan and his friends, but they never saw Xiaoshe again.

I don't know if she hid herself or gave up this mission.

The journey to Disha Holy Mountain is quite long.

Along the way, they changed three means of transportation, and finally walked for a while before arriving at the foot of Disha Holy Mountain.

Disha Holy Mountain is a huge stone mountain, covered with only a small amount of yellow mud and very little natural vegetation.

Looking around, it's all yellow.

At the foot of Mount Disha, there is a completely different scene.

Mount Disha is located on a plain.

There are several hills in the distance, and the mountains farther away are shrouded in the morning mist, hazy like a faint ink painting.

Between the mountains and hills, a bright light band illuminated by the sun winds down, dividing the land into two halves.

It is an unknown river in Tangmu.

Following the river down, you will pass Mount Disha and continue to go to the ancient city downstream.

On one side of the river is a river swamp, and on the other side is a green low-level terrace.

There is a narrow and long dirt road in the terrace that can only be walked by one person.

After years of trampling by devout believers, the dirt road has become compacted.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see a long line of believers in white clothes, marching like ants, heading towards Mount Disha.

Jackie Chan and Tang Mu also mixed in the team, trying to enter the holy mountain together in this way.

They have arrived here, which means that Jackie Chan's destination this time will soon be reached.

There were no twists and turns along the way, at least for Jackie Chan and his team, it was relatively smooth.

Tang Mu held a camera in his paw, and from time to time he took a photo of Jackie Chan and his team in front of the team, or took a photo of the nearby scenery.

These are all materials that will be used for future books.

In order to better blend into the team of believers, Tang Mu and Xiaoyu also changed into white robes.

After walking through the terraced fields, they began to line up to climb the winding steps of the holy mountain.

There was a slope of about 30 degrees, which made the journey up the mountain behind difficult to walk.

This slope is not constant.

At the halfway point of the mountain, these steps are even as exaggerated as 40 or 50 degrees.

This is a great test of the climber's physical strength.

"Jack."

William followed Jackie Chan breathlessly, and his voice was a little breathless.

Hearing William's shout, Jackie Chan, who had climbed up more than ten steps alone, could only turn back helplessly and looked at William and said, "What's wrong?"

"I think I have heat stroke."

William was sweating all over his head. After Jackie Chan came down, he quickly supported Jackie Chan's shoulders and looked really exhausted.

"We are almost there, hurry up."

Jackie Chan doesn't care what state William is in now.

It was William who insisted on coming to Disha before, and now that the Disha Temple is right in front of him, Jackie Chan doesn't want to give up halfway.

"Don't lie to me, you said you were almost there half an hour ago, but you haven't arrived yet after walking for so long."

William was so tired that he wanted to sit down directly, but Jackie Chan pulled him up and frowned, "I told you to do more exercise on a regular basis."

William's voice was hoarse, but he didn't forget to refute: "I do, I play golf for three hours and tennis for two hours every day."

Jackie Chan rolled his eyes after hearing this, and didn't believe it at all.

He looked back at the team of believers who continued to move forward, and then turned back to look at William, speechlessly saying: "If you continue to play computer games for more than ten hours every day, your eyes will go blind."

"You are so good, why don't you carry me on your back."

William let out a long breath, and said that he was about to lie on Jackie Chan's back.

Jackie Chan didn't indulge him, shook his shoulders, threw William away, and turned around to continue climbing the mountain.

After walking a few steps, Jackie Chan couldn't help but turn back and urge William: "Hurry up, it's too late to get in."

William had no choice but to take a deep breath and continue to climb up with his heavy legs that felt like they were filled with lead.

William was exhausted from climbing the mountain.

Xiaoyu and Tangmu were very relaxed.

Walkers are Xiaoyu's strong point.

Xiaoyu didn't even take a breath as she followed Jackie Chan to the top of the Disha Holy Mountain.

After reaching the top of the mountain, the view suddenly became much wider.

This area was obviously flattened by humans.

On the large square on the top of the mountain, there is a magnificent ancient building made of pure stone.

That is the temple of Disha, and it can also be called the ancient tomb of Disha.

The Disha Holy Temple was surrounded by pilgrims at this time.

They all raised their heads and looked eagerly at an old Indian man wearing a yellow robe, with a white beard and a thin body standing on the temple.

"Jack, is that the flying saint?"

William and Jackie Chan shuttled among the believers. Like the group of believers, he looked up at the old man standing on the top of the temple and asked Jackie Chan curiously.

In the archaeological magazine that Jackie Chan contributed, Jackie Chan mentioned the deeds of this flying saint.

William came here just for this.

"Yes, follow me, the temple is over there."

This is Jackie Chan's second time here, and he is quite familiar with the surrounding terrain.

With William avoiding the gaze of the temple guards, he ran to the blind spot of vision, and the two climbed into the temple together.

Behind them, Tang Mu raised his camera to take two photos, and took another photo of the so-called saint. Then, at Xiaoyu's call, they entered the Disha Temple together.

At this moment, there was a noise behind them.

Xiaoyu and Tang Mu, who had just entered the temple, ran back curiously and stuck their heads out to look out.

Just then, I saw a group of believers prostrating themselves on the ground, worshipping the flying saint.

The old man, who was called the saint, opened his arms at this time, and indeed floated up from the top of the temple and flew into the air.

In this era, in this country, this scene in front of us is bound to attract so many believers.

"Wow, he can actually fly."

Xiaoyu exclaimed, and immediately felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Tang Mu took a look at the saint, and knowing the reason, he pulled Xiaoyu's clothes, indicating that she should enter the temple.

Xiaoyu nodded, and hurriedly entered the temple again with Tang Mu.

There was no light source in the temple, and it was all illuminated by natural light from the open windows and doors, so most places were very dim.

Jackie Chan led William all the way to the center of the temple.

In the center of the temple, there was a circular empty space.

There was light cast from the ceiling, and on it, the so-called saint was performing floating and flying.

This should be regarded as the core area of ​​the Disha Temple.

Even Jackie Chan had never been here before.

The last time Jackie Chan brought an archaeological team here, he wanted to visit the interior of the temple, but was stopped by the guards. No matter what, they refused to pass.

Even though Jackie Chan and his team had obtained approval from the local government, they refused.

There was no way, and the archaeological excavation had to be abandoned.

Now, without the consent of the guards, he sneaked in.

Although he silently said sorry in his heart, Jackie Chan was still a little happy to be able to enter here.

Humans are such a complex creature.

Or, in other words, the bottom line is lowered step by step.

"Jack! Look!"

As soon as he entered the center of the temple, William was immediately attracted by a sarcophagus suspended in the air above his head, and an ancient sword standing and suspended beside the sarcophagus.

Seeing this magical scene in front of him, William immediately became excited and hurriedly called Jackie Chan: "Jack, look quickly, are there anything hanging on them?"

Jackie Chan did not reply, but unzipped his pocket and took out a portable camera from it.

The camera lens was aimed at the sarcophagus and the ancient sword suspended in the air. Jackie Chan zoomed in the picture to see how they managed to float.

While observing the sarcophagus, the two of them were moving towards the bottom of the sarcophagus to see it more clearly.

"It seems that there is nothing hanging. It's amazing. How did they do it?"

Jackie Chan's eyes widened, and he took out a flashlight and shone it on the sarcophagus, trying to see the details of the sarcophagus.

"I think the text on the bottom of the coffin records the life of the owner of the sarcophagus. I can try to translate it.

Jackie Chan has obviously entered the archaeological work state at this time.

William was attracted by other things next to him and left Jackie Chan.

"On a diplomatic mission to Daqin, the prince brought jewels and beauties to Qin. The Qin emperor asked him to choose the beauties in the harem, and he chose the Qin emperor's favorite concubine. The Qin emperor broke his promise and replaced people with paintings. "

"And send him the Great Qin Star Gem as an apology. The prince and the most brave warrior of Qin competed and exchanged swords..."

Jackie Chan looked at the bottom of the coffin, while translating, he slowly told this history of more than 2,000 years ago in colloquial language.

Tang Mu, who was hiding quietly on the side, listened and was roughly sure in his heart that the history of this world was indeed fictional and completely different from the main world.

But this is normal.

After all, there are still eight demons in this world.

How could it have no impact on history.

"Click!"

Just then, a crisp sound came from the center of the temple.

Jackie Chan immediately found in the camera lens in his hand that the sarcophagus suspended in the air began to shake.

Moving the camera away, Jackie Chan turned his head and saw William digging out the eyes of a tiger stone statue looking up at the sky.

"Hey! What are you doing! "

Jackie Chan shouted, startling William who was trying to take out the gem!

Holding the dark Star Gem in his hand, William looked at Jackie Chan in confusion: "What?"

Unfortunately, it was too late for Jackie Chan to stop him.

As the Star Gem was taken away, without the influence of the gem, the sarcophagus and ancient sword suspended in the air suddenly became shaky.

At the top of the temple above, the saint who was being worshipped by everyone could no longer stay suspended. He lost his balance in the air and fell directly!

"Bang! "

The sarcophagus above his head fell vertically!

Jackie Chan quickly rolled to the side, and the heavy sarcophagus fell heavily beside him, raising a large amount of dust and making a loud noise!

The same happened to the ancient sword, which stabbed straight at Jackie Chan with a sound of sword.

Fortunately, Jackie Chan reacted quickly and opened his legs quickly. The ancient sword stabbed right there, penetrating half of the sword blade, scaring Jackie Chan into a cold sweat.

If he hadn't moved quickly enough, little Jackie Chan would have been in danger.

At the moment when the sarcophagus and the ancient sword fell to the ground, the saint outside had also fallen down. After rolling on the sloping dome for several rounds, he fell heavily into the crowd, causing a commotion and exclamations.

The believers who came to worship never thought that the saint they worshipped would fall from the sky, and they couldn't help but stand up in shock.

"Jack! Are you okay! "

William, who was standing by, saw the sarcophagus falling down and almost hitting Jack, so he hurried up to check on Jack.

"What did you do just now!"

Jackie Chan angrily scolded William!

William heard this and looked at the Tianxing gem in his hand, his face full of obsession: "I have never seen this kind of ore, I want to take it back to study it."

Jackie Chan heard this and hurriedly said: "We agreed not to steal anything."

William still looked at the gem in his hand and didn't care: "I will put it back after the study."

"You! You almost killed me. "

Jackie Chan said as he half-lying on the ground subconsciously glanced upwards.

At this time, the lid of the stone coffin had slid open halfway because it had just fallen from mid-air.

In the slid open coffin lid, there was actually an unfolded ancient painting hidden inside.

The painting showed an ancient woman with a dignified and beautiful appearance, a faint smile on her lips, sitting in front of a lotus pond.

Jackie Chan was very familiar with the face of this woman.

It was the foreign princess that he often dreamed of in the past two years.

"Yu Shu..."

Jackie Chan looked at the ancient painting in front of him, and for a moment He was a little distracted.

Generally speaking, people's dreams are hazy.

Most people can only remember a rough outline after waking up, and cannot remember the details of the dream clearly.

But Jackie Chan's dream is different. He can be 100% sure that the woman in the ancient painting in front of him is exactly the same as the Yu Shu in his dream!

The dream shines into reality, and Jackie Chan has a sense of unreality.

At this moment, he suddenly began to believe in what his father said about his past life and present life.

Because if it is not the case, no one can explain what is going on in front of him.

"Hey! Jack! Wake up! Jack! Stop dreaming! Someone is coming! "

William heard the footsteps and hurried forward to shake Jackie Chan's collar and patted Jackie Chan's cheeks with his hands, trying to wake him up.

Jackie Chan was indeed awakened and sat up quickly, but because he got up too quickly, his head hit the sliding coffin lid hard!

With a "bang", Jackie Chan let out a suppressed cry of pain and lay down again.

In a panic, Jackie Chan wanted to get up again, but he raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the ancient sword!

The moment he grasped the ancient sword, Jackie Chan's head suddenly sank, as if he had traveled through time, and familiar and unfamiliar scenes flashed before his eyes.

In the chaotic memory that was like a maze, the last thing Jackie Chan saw was a huge, evil and powerful dragon with red eyes looking at him.

And "himself" seemed to be holding the ancient sword, holding the determination to die together, charging at the dragon, and the last sword pierced its heart fiercely!

"Holy Lord..."

Jackie Chan fell into a sleepwalking state again, holding the hilt of the sword motionless.

"Holy Lord! Jack! Wake up quickly! Why are you dreaming again! The guards are here!"

William was so anxious that he began to slap Jackie Chan with more strength.

As William said, the noise here was too loud, and it did attract the guards of the temple.

"Who are you!"

The guards with weapons rushed in, saw Jackie Chan and William beside the sarcophagus, and immediately shouted loudly!