"Uh? What's wrong with Uncle Long?" Xiaoyu asked with some confusion as she watched the man in black in front of him answer the phone, no longer hiding his figure, and quickly ran to the museum.
As for how she could tell it was Chen Long, for those who were familiar with Chen Long, the fleeting eyes under the light were enough.
"I don't know." Luo Qing said, "But our speed should be faster. Uncle Long may not be able to keep up with the speed of walking through the wall."
As he spoke, Luo Qing stretched out his hand to grab Xiaoyu, then flew decisively towards the museum, blending into the top and silently observing everything in the museum.
The museum is quiet at night, and the eleven evil spirits on Luo Qing slowly merge into the air under Xiaoyu's envious gaze, and are distributed around the museum.
"You remind me of my ninjas." Xiaoyu whispered.
Luo Qing paused and felt helpless: "Aren't you afraid that they will run away?"
"Oh, they are here, do you want to close the net?" Xiaoyu murmured in a low voice, with a bit of excitement in her tone.
"Wait a minute, let's see." Luo Qing smiled, reached into the black hole, took out a video recorder, and turned it into a humanoid surveillance camera.
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly widened. Ah, there is such an operation?
Noticing Xiaoyu's gaze, Luo Qing paused and felt helpless: "After all, we are my father's friend's troupe, so it's always good to leave some evidence."
Two actors wearing ghost makeup quietly approached a porcelain with a history of more than 4,000 years, and their hands directly penetrated the glass shield and approached the cultural relic.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed past, and Chen Long kicked the evil ghost into the wall instantly.
The other actor paused and hit him with a knife without even thinking.
Chen Long took a step back, dodged the knife, and kicked him straight at the same time.
But learning drama kung fu is also the basis. The actor turned sideways and grabbed Chen Long's leg. He made a fist with his other hand and hit Chen Long's knee without hesitation, trying to directly destroy the leg.
Chen Long's eyes instantly darkened. He retracted his grabbed leg with force, grabbed a "Do Not Touch" sign with one hand and hit the actor on the head.
Touch!
The huge noise seemed to trigger the museum's alarm. An anxious red light lit up in the dark museum, and the sound of alarms and footsteps began to spread.
The accomplice who had just walked in through the wall frowned when he saw this, casually passed through a glass shield, grabbed a cup-shaped cultural relic inside, turned around and left.
Another actor who was hit looked dizzy as Chen Long, who was trying to catch him, dived underground.
On the top of the building, Luo Qing raised his hand, and the temperature of the museum suddenly dropped at this moment.
The two people who had just merged into the wall and the ground were bounced back by an invisible force. The footsteps in the distance gradually approached, but they seemed to be walking in place forever, without seeing anyone.
The two actors were a little panicked. They looked at Chen Long in confusion and assumed a fighting stance.
Chen Long frowned, but before he could make a move, Xiaoyu's impatient voice came over: "Quick, let me go down and catch them!"
Chen Long paused, looked up at the same time as the two actors, and immediately saw the slowly falling boy and girl.
"Xiaoyu, Luo Qing? Why are you here?" Chen Long asked in surprise, but felt that it was a matter of course. It didn't seem surprising that they could come over.
"Uncle Long, we discovered it first this time, and we were the first to arrive, so you are the one who is following us." Xiaoyu said confidently: "I told you last time when I did the snake charm, Uncle Long, you are not allowed to do anything.
Follow me secretly!"
Chen Long: It seems to make sense.
"What are you talking about? It's very dangerous here." Chen Long looked at Luo Qing for a moment. The world is changing too fast, so he can stop talking, right?
The two actors opposite watched their interaction and tried to blend into the wall again, but the next moment, eleven floating figures appeared from the wall, looking at them with pure white eyes without blinking.
Two actors:.
Chen Long, who just opened his mouth to ask for help:
The scene became awkward for a moment. The two actors looked at each other and decisively rushed towards Xiaoyu, who seemed to be the most bully.
"Wow yeah yeah"
A dramatic sound cut through the cover of the alarm, leaving the two actors stunned.
They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. They subconsciously wanted to escape again, but when they turned around, they saw the eleven pairs of eyes that were integrated into the wall staring at them.
"Luo Qing, catch them, the first victory this time is ours!" Xiaoyu was stunned, feeling the drama approaching quickly, and said quickly.
Chen Long opened his mouth and wanted to give his father's explanation, but this was a crime. In his mind, all criminals should be tried by the law instead of going private.
Luo Qing raised his hand, and the temperature in the museum dropped again, reaching a point where it was freezing.
But at this time, a bald man with clown makeup broke into the museum without any hindrance. Behind him, actors with various makeups walked through the wall one after another, surrounding the two thieves.
.
Luo Qing's hand paused, then after thinking for a moment he put it down. The eyes on the wall slowly disappeared, and the temperature of the museum began to return to normal.
However, the footsteps and shouts of the security personnel in the distance remained in the distance and did not spread here.
The clown looked here, bowed slightly, turned around and looked at the two thieves with sharp eyes.
"Traitor, you have polluted the sacred stage and the inheritance passed down by our ancestors. Today I will abolish your kung fu, expel you from the master, and then hand you over to the law for trial!"
A solemn voice sounded, and the five or six actors surrounding the two people rushed forward together with Mr. Wen.
Amid the red lights and piercing sirens, it seemed as if a big drama had just begun.
Chen Long listened to Mr. Wen's words and breathed a sigh of relief. Well, he no longer had to worry about whether he would let the criminal go.
Xiaoyu curled her lips and muttered: "Obviously it was us who arranged the arrangements in front of us, but in the end, someone picked the peaches."
"There is a difference between a master and a master. It would indeed be better to let them solve it on their own." After Luo Qing answered, he carefully watched the drama of cleaning up the family.
The two thieves were quickly suppressed by the team led by Mr. Wen. Although Mr. Wen was in his seventies like his father, he seemed to know the tricks of the two thieves extremely well.
Every time, their moves were intercepted in advance with slow movements, and coupled with the fierce offensive of the other actors, the two thieves could not hold on for long.
Chen Long frowned as he looked at it, his eyes thoughtful. His father taught him Kung Fu, but now watching these people fight, he actually saw some tricks that were very similar to his own.
So. My kung fu comes from here?
Just as he thought about it, the two thieves had their necks held with knives. Mr. Wen, who was slightly out of breath, took out a cultural relic from one of the thieves and handed it to Chen Long, saying: "Thank you for your help, don't worry, we will also
I won’t be pedantic, and after the interrogation is over, they will go to jail.”
Chen Long took it carefully with a smile on his face: "This is what we should do."
Mr. Wen was not too polite to Chen Long. When he saw the makeup on Xiaoyu's face, he paused, but didn't say anything. He nodded to a few people, turned around, escorted the two thieves and left through the wall.
Chen Long turned to look at Xiaoyu and saw that her face was pale. Chen Long thought for a while and asked: "Did you also apply those things that can penetrate the wall?"
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and nodded, her eyes a little uneasy. Uncle Long didn't think she was stealing, right?
Although, does stealing from a thief count as stealing?
Chen Long didn't think too much. He took out a piece of cloth from his arms, gently wiped the fingerprints on the cup in his hand, then wrapped it in the cloth and handed it to Xiaoyu, pointing to the empty antique booth: "Help Uncle Long put it away
Go in, we should go back."
Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "No problem, I'll take care of it."
After restoring the museum to its original state, several people quickly left the place.
In the distance, footsteps were approaching quickly, and a dozen security personnel were looking around with firearms.
The leader of the security guard used the intercom to ask: "Is there really nothing unusual in the control room? I feel that the museum is particularly big today. We ran for at least five minutes!"
The voice from the intercom was hesitant: "Well, I don't know, maybe the surveillance camera is broken, it can't even see the red light of the alarm."
"Something strange." The captain murmured, rubbed his blond hair, turned around and said, "Some people will stay here tonight."
Before the captain finished speaking, a team member said tremblingly: "Captain, are we encountering a ghost? I don't want to lose my life because of my work."
After the words fell, the security team of more than a dozen people suddenly paused, thinking back to the recent news and all kinds of strange phenomena.
The captain couldn't help but shudder, and he said with some confusion: "Then go back to the security room first? Wait and see during the day?"
"The captain is wise!"
"Captain is awesome!"
"Captain, I love you!"
"Captain."
Dad's Antique Shop.
Dad watched Chen Long and Xiaoyu come back and silently turned around and went upstairs. Some things have changed. How could such a thing happen in the past?
Sure enough, when you get older, you can only remember the past, and you can’t go back after all.
Black Hand Office.
There was a soft sound from the wide open window, and Luo Qing's familiar voice came: "Where are the tiger talisman and the evil spirit?"
Walon raised his head, with a smile on his high-spirited face. He opened the drawer somewhat leisurely, took out four bloody flags and an octagonal charm, and placed them on the table.
"Lasu and the others originally had an evil spirit in their hands, but they disappeared. Now there are only four evil spirits." Valon said gently.
Luo Qing nodded, picked up the charm and played with it, Tiger Talisman, why didn't you come earlier?
"Well done, but I want to remind you, I only want the troupe to have the ancient heritage. No matter whether you use force or money to buy it, the first troupe must arrive in the United States within two days."
Luo Qing praised him and then said seriously.
"This is no problem, but boss." Wa Long rubbed his hands and asked cautiously: "Um, can you come up with more black technology? Or the previous core, I can give you a detailed explanation."
He explained helplessly: "We can make that thing, but scientists can't understand the principle."
A smile appeared on Luo Qing's face: "Explanation is no problem, and new things are okay, but the condition is that all major forces can help catch the evil spirits."
Wallon paused and smiled on his face: "No problem."