Marvel's Beginning Through Jackie Chan's Adventures

"We can go back to Chinatown, maybe we will find some answers!"

"Well... no problem."

After thinking about it, Wu Di still agreed.

For the newly emerging forces that represent the evil side, it is naturally necessary to find out their strength.

To prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter.

I have suffered many times of careless losses, and now I am no longer that stunned young man.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles.

"Alright, Dad will improve the new air spell here, the power of darkness is growing, and Dad can't stick to the rules."

After finishing speaking, the old man slapped his waist, turned around and was about to go back to his library that had been passed down for generations.

But Wu Di stretched out his hand and held his father back.

When the history books were changed, Wu Di kept the twelve original spells back in his own hands.

The main reason is that I am often not in the main world, and I need a force executor who can speak.

Whether it's his avatar, or the Bruce he created.

They are all very good candidates, but there are many deviations in strength, and spells are needed to ensure strength.

In this way, the dog charm originally in the hands of the old man came to Wu Di's hands.

The current father, although his body is still strong.

But under the influence of his own butterfly effect, the old man has experienced many more things than the original book.

This has led to the fact that Dad's body is getting worse day by day.

In Wu Di's perception, Dad's current physical condition may not last for a few years.

Dog spells are the best solution.

Seeing the dog charm in Wu Di's hand, the father's expression changed.

Reaching out to grab it, the temptation of eternal life is too great.

At the moment when he was about to touch the charm, the old man stopped.

He thought of his teacher, the Archmage.

"What do you study magic for?"

"I want to become the most powerful magician! Then I can punish rape and eliminate evil! I also want to live forever! Use my whole life to change the world!"

The young father looked at the archmage in front of him, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and hope.

"Um…"

The archmage didn't speak, but just looked at Dad quietly.

……

On a stormy night, thunder and lightning surged, illuminating a figure running on a muddy mountain road.

His thin clothes were wet by the rain, and the cold rain took away the last remaining heat from his body. With the help of the thunder, he could barely see the road in front of him, and he kept rushing forward while trembling.

"Wait for me... teacher!"

His eyes were full of determination. After passing a section of muddy mountain road, the old man covered in muddy water came to the retreat place on the top of the mountain.

Feeling uneasy, the old man pushed open the door.

A candle was lit inside the room, half a stick of sandalwood was burning, a small table, two chairs, and a thin wooden bed that was only big enough for one person to sleep on.

On the bed, there was a figure sitting cross-legged at the moment.

His face was haggard, his hair was gray, and his breath of life was extremely weak. Every time he exhaled, the next inhalation seemed to exhaust all his strength.

"master…"

The old man opened his eyes, looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground in front of him, and opened his mouth with all his strength.

"Didn't I say, don't come over..."

"Master! This is the holy water of the Mayans! Just drink it and you can live for another year! Master, I beg you..."

The old man's young face was covered with a mixture of tears and mud, and the sound of sobbing was accompanied by the sound of thunder, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The old man showed a slight smile, his closed eyes suddenly opened, two rays of light shot up into the sky, the powerful aura caused the rain clouds in the sky to collapse instantly, and the bright starry sky floated above the night.

The haggard figure began to swell gradually, the shriveled body gradually regained its vitality, the pale beard and hair became black, and the rickety body gradually straightened.

"Master...Master..."

The old man was so shocked that he couldn't speak, so he could only stare blankly at the master in front of him.

"Sit down, my time is running out, let me teach you one last lesson."

"master…"

The old man couldn't stop his tears any longer, and burst into sobs.

He knew very well that his master didn't come back to life, but came back to life.

At this stage, the gods can't save them, and the only result is death.

"I ask you, where is the meaning of life?"

"I have no idea…"

"Hahaha…"

The old man smiled and patted his father's head like a loving father.

"The meaning of life lies in one word!"

"that's me!"

"I…"

Dad's eyes were blurred, thoughtful.

"That's right! It's me!"

"A person lives his whole life, and he lives with the word me! Live to be worthy of this word, live to be worthy of this word, and live out who you are! Live as you imagined me, live as I should live!"

"When a person achieves these goals, the so-called me is the real me."

The old man's words were so deafening that the old man couldn't let go of it for a long time.

"I have already lived the way I want to live. For me, death is not the end, but the curtain call, the curtain call of the show."

"Life is like a big stage. The play can't be changed again. The script is full of wonderful things. Now that the curtain call has already closed, why bother to open it again!"

With a smile on his face, the old man disintegrated in pieces before his father's eyes, and finally turned into a cloud of fly ash, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"master…"

Dad stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something.

"Dad?"

Wu Di's words said that the father brought it back from the memory, looking at the dog spell in front of him, the father pulled his hand back again.

"No, I don't need this old bone..."

Wu Di was a little confused, why suddenly, his father seemed to be a different person.

"Life is wonderful enough, the dog spell is not life, but pain..."

Looking at his old father's back, Wu Di showed a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

From my father's words, I heard the freedom and enlightenment.

Put away the dog spell, Wu Di respects his father's choice, and life should be decided by himself.

Looking at his old father's back, Jackie Chan also had a sore nose, but he didn't know why.

"Let's go."

The three of Wu Di and his party left Papa's Antique Shop, and a water curtain under their feet lifted the three of them up to the sky, walking towards Chinatown.

In the attic, the old man looked at the three people who left with a smile on his face.

Turning around and returning to the desk, he flipped through the magic books.

For the old man, endless life represented endless pain.

I have spent my whole life for human beings. If I really live forever, then I will become a demon like the Holy Lord in the second half of my life.

Eternal life will change too much.

Facing death calmly is always more difficult than trying to survive.

But as the Great Master said, life is a drama, and the curtain call is the most exciting moment of the drama.

At this time, you should face it calmly and show others with a smile.