[成龙历险记|西玉|全英]天行不息 05 Shiva under the Ganges

The five arrived at the ancient Babylonian ruins. With his excellent archeology skills, Jackie Chan found the cuneiforms referred to in the magic book. Maybe because Daolon Wong had not recovered from the last defeat, he did not get in the way of Jackie Chan and the five set out for India.

It was late when they reached India. Jackie found a hotel, which was kind of modest, only a quadruple room left.

“No problem, I needn’t sleep. It’s OK that I lean on the wall to have a rest.” Hsi Wu said.

Late at night, the other four had fallen asleep. Hsi Wu opened his eyes and turned on the night light, beginning to look through Uncle’s magic books.

“I must find the content that cracks the flute magic.”

Tohru snored, rolled over and the snore suddenly stopped. Tohru opened slightly his bleary eyes, only to see Hsi Wu flipping the book under the night light.

“Oops!” Tohru shouted in his heart, not daring to be aloud.

Not too long after, Tohru was more clear-headed. He slightly opened his eyes to observe Hsi Wu’s every behavior. Hsi Wu did not perceive that Tohru was awake, only looking at the book carefully, exactly like a student preparing for exams overnight.

Several hours passed and at first, Tohru monitored Hsi Wu, upset and worried. But he after all could not win Hsi Wu in staying up late and fell asleep. Snore filled the room again.

Hsi Wu searched for the flute magic, not distracted by anything, including the rise and fall of Tohru’s snore. At last, when the east was slightly bright, he smiled.

 

“Daybreak! Be ready to go!” Jade got up first.

“Oh…” Tohru sat up, hands supporting his head.

“Tohru, you didn’t sleep well last night?” Jade asked Tohru.

“Yes, I was a bit sleepless. Oh no, perhaps dreamed a lot.” Tohru said.

“Seymour, did you see the magic book? Where to find the Shiva idol?”

“I did. Under the Ganges.”

“Aiiee-yaahh! A great project!”

“Uncle, we will find the solution. And at least it’s also not bad because if we can’t find, neither can Daolon Wang.”

The five walked towards the Ganges and passed by a Hindu place. Uncle suddenly trembled.

“Uncle had the willies!”

At the same time, there came fighting sounds from the Hindu place.

Jackie Chan and his party broke into the house immediately, only to see some priests tied on the chairs. Daolon Wong and the four warriors were also on spot, one of whom held a small sculpture.

“Friends! Stop that wizard! If the sculpture falls into the Ganges, all the water will be sucked dry!” A priest shouted.

Jackie and Tohru began to fight against the Dark Chi warriors. Hsi Wu seemed to be casual, not joining in the battle.

The small sculpture fell into the drainpipe during the fighting.

“In this way, none of us will get it.” Jackie smiled.

“Hahaha! All sewers of this city lead to the Ganges. Just wait the water is sucked dry!” Daolon Wong laughed.

“Ahh!” Jackie shouted.

Daolon Wong smirked complacently, turning into a purple-gray smoke wisp and disappearing.

“We must get into the sewer to pick up the sculpture!” Jackie said.

“You go. Uncle is too old to get into that kind of place.”

“Sensei, I am too fat to enter the sewer, and I had an important thing to tell you.”

Jade followed Jackie, running, and suddenly turned back.

“Seymour, you are flexible, why not follow us?”

“I…It’s nothing significant that the sculpture falls into the Ganges.”

“Wrong. No doubt it is. How many Indian people rely on the Ganges to live!” Jade said, coming to drag Hsi Wu’s hand.

Hsi Wu cared nothing about human beings’ livelihood. But being dragged tightly by Jade, he felt somewhat unproper and embarrassed to reject.

Jackie, Jade and Hsi Wu got into the sewer through a well. The sewer was quite wide and tall, almost the size of a common residential. As long as he entered it, Hsi Wu covered his nose.

“Smelly!” Hsi Wu felt disgusted. He was the sky emperor before and these were works done by humble servants. He could not bear such disgusting places and was nearly ready to end the cooperation. After all he was not afraid of the flute any more.

“What’s up? Not adapting to this? This is what the vast majority must confront.” Jade suddenly held Hsi Wu’s hands.

Hsi Wu calmed a little. “Well, when a dragon is not prepared well, he should hide cautiously.” Hsi Wu said to himself.

“Indeed I’m not accustomed.”

 

Uncle and Tohru untied the priests in the Hindi place.

“Sensei, I want to tell you a thing.” Tohru led Uncle outside the door.

“I saw Hsi Wu flip your magic books last night.”

“Aiiee-yaahh! Uncle has predicted the demon boy had no good intentions! No wonder he is more and more impetuous these days, exactly like in the adolescent period. I see he’s not willing to pretend to be well-behaved anymore!”

“Sensei, what should we do now?”

“We can’t reveal him now. Without him, we’re not Daolon Wong’s opponents after all. Uncle knows it wasn’t Uncle’s magic itself that defeated Daolon Wong last time. However, Tohru, now you can study the materials’ of Lo Pei turning Shendu to stone. Don’t let Hsi Wu perceive this.”

“Yes, Sensei.”

“And one more thing, don’t tell this to Jackie and Jade, especially Jade. I see she now gets along well with Hsi Wu.” Uncle whispered, dragging Tohru’s ear.

 

Jackie, Jade and Hsi Wu were searching for the sculpture in the sewer. Jade accidentally hit a valve and water sounds came upstream. It turned out this was the general valve for releasing water!

Sewage flowed from upstream. “Bad day bad day bad day!” Jackie Chan caught Jade with one hand and held the railing aside with the other. Hsi Wu flew to the top of the pipe.

The water flow was so strong that washed Jade out of Jackie’s hand and carried her downstream.

“Jade!” Jackie and Hsi Wu called out simultaneously.

Hsi Wu flew downstream along the top of the pipe, founding Jade struggling in the sewage. Hsi Wu pounced into the dirty water and picked Jade up.

The water flow grew smooth gradually. “Bad day!” Hsi Wu said, soaked with dirty water.

“This time do you still look down upon people’s livelihood?” Jade said, looking at Hsi Wu who was soaked through just like herself.

“I saved you and you questioned me? And this is people’s livelihood? You humans always stay at such a place?”

“But if the sculpture falls into the Ganges, the people along it will be in a similar terrible condition.”

Hsi Wu had no word to say suddenly.

“You fail to debate with me!”

“My Jade, do you know who you are debating with?” Hsi Wu thought that when demons ruled the world, there had been nobody so bold. Even if he was the mildest among the eight demons, there was none.

“My friend, Seymour!” Jade said, smiling at Hsi Wu.

Hsi Wu suddenly had some mercy in his heart. Perhaps it would be proper to arrange a comfortable position for Jade after he ruled the world and works which could make her accompany him would be better. As for Jackie, Uncle and Tohru, no too laborious work either.

Jackie walked from upstream. The three continued searching, turning around a corner, bright light in sight.

“That’s…the Ganges!” Jackie said, “We must prevent the sculpture from floating down to the Ganges here.”

Jackie and Jade searched in the water carefully. Hsi Wu also pretended to be searching, but his hands did not even get wet.

Suddenly, there came the sound of chanting.

“Listen! What’s the sound?” Jade asked.

“It must be the sculpture that has sensed the Ganges!” Jackie said.

A sparkling item floated from upstream and it was grabbed by Jackie decisively.

“Finally find you!” Jackie Chan was relieved.

However, Daolon Wong appeared at the outfall.

“Gan, Ren, Chui, Zhen!” Daolon Wong called out the Dark Chi warriors.

“Spider eats fly!” Hak Foo pounced on Jackie and Jackie escaped. Sewage filled Hak Foo’s face.

“Hahaha, Spider eats shit,” Jackie said, “Ahh! Where is the sculpture!”

The sculpture accidentally dropped and fell into the Ganges with the water flow. There was no Ganges water left in an instant.

Daolon Wong and the warriors jumped into the river bottom and picked up the Shiva idol.

“Hurry, Hsi Wu! What to wait for? Be quick to stop them!” Jackie said to the absent-minded Hsi Wu.

“Yes!” Hsi Wu took action. Although he was not willing to obey anyone now, he knew the fake cooperation still should be maintained until Daolon Wong was completely defeated.

Seeing this, Daolon Wong played the flute. Hsi Wu was no longer afraid now but he still covered his ears, pretending to be painful.

Hsi Wu came near. “We go!” Daolon Wong said and disappeared with his four warriors, so did the Shiva idol.

“The goddamn teleportation!” Hsi Wu said.

Jackie and Jade walked to the dry riverbed.

“Don’t be worried, Hsi Wu, they only take one but we have two. But do you know how to fill the Ganges with water again?” Jackie Chan said, pointing at the panicked people along the Ganges, who felt the world was at an end.

“I’m not Bai Tza, not in command of the water. But there is still a method. That’s the heavy rain.”

“Heavy rain?”

“Yes, a precise rain, only falls along the Ganges, which can only appear once among tens of thousands of years.”

“Clouds come rain falls, all things appear!” Hsi Wu said the spell and dark clouds gathered above the Ganges, large and dense raindrops falling from the sky. It was like taking a shower. No, not even a shower but a bucket challenge in the amusement park.

“Great! Wash out the sewage attaching my body!” Jade stretched her arms, greeting the heavy rain.

Hsi Wu also relaxed his body to wash in the rain. He hated the smell of sewer more.

Not too long after, the water in the riverbed rose.

“We should retreat, or we will be submerged.”

“We go!” Hsi Wu spread the wings, flying with Jade caught in his hand.

“Hsi Wu! What about me!” Jackie called out.

“Sorry, Jackie. I can’t take one more person. You walk by yourself, or…swim?” Hsi Wu saw the Ganges flowing again and Jackie making his way to the bank, smiling with complacency.