Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 152 Clearing the Portal
Near the museum.

"Eh? What's wrong with Uncle Long?" Xiaoyu asked with some doubts after seeing the man in black in front of him answered the phone and stopped hiding his figure and quickly ran towards the museum.

As for how she could tell it was Chen Long's, 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 through the wall."

Speaking of which, Luo Qing reached out and grabbed Xiaoyu, then flew up decisively, flew to the museum, and merged into the top, silently observing everything in the museum.

The museum was quiet at night, and under Xiaoyu's envious eyes, the eleven evil spirits on Luo Qing slowly melted into the air and spread around the museum.

"You remind me of my ninjas." Xiaoyu whispered.

Luo Qing paused, feeling a little 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 some excitement in her tone.

"Wait a minute, look at me." Luo Qing smiled, reached into the black hole to dig out, took out a video recorder, and directly turned into a humanoid surveillance.

Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes widened, ah, is there such an operation?

Noticing Xiaoyu's gaze, Luo Qing paused, a little helpless: "After all, it's my father's friend's troupe, so it's always right to leave some evidence."

Two actors with ghostly makeup quietly approached a porcelain with a history of more than 4000 years, and their hands directly penetrated the glass shield to approach the cultural relic.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, and Chen Long kicked the evil spirit into the wall in an instant.

The other actor paused, and hit him with a knife without even thinking about it.

Chen Long took a step back, while dodging the knife in his hand, he kicked straight.

But learning drama kung fu is also the foundation. The actor turned sideways and grabbed Chen Long's leg, and made a fist with the other hand and smashed Chen Long's knee without hesitation, trying to directly destroy the leg.

Chen Long's eyes sank in an instant, and the caught leg was pulled back forcefully, one hand took advantage of the situation and grabbed a do not touch sign and smashed it on the actor's head.

bump!
The loud 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.

Seeing this, the accomplice who had just entered through the wall frowned, casually passed through a glass shield, grabbed a cup-shaped cultural relic inside, turned around and withdrew.

The other actor who was smashed looked dazedly at Chen Long who was caught towards him, and dived into the ground.

On the roof, 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 sound of distant footsteps gradually approached, but they seemed to be standing still forever, and no one was seen.

The two actors were a little panicked. They looked at Chen Long in surprise, and put on a fighting posture.

Chen Long frowned, before he could move, Xiaoyu's impatient voice came over: "Quick, let me go down and catch them!"

Chen Long paused, and looked up at the same time as the two actors, and immediately saw the slowly falling boy and girl.

"Xiaoyu, Luo Qing? Why did you come here?" Chen Long asked in surprise, but felt that it should be taken for granted. It seemed that it was not surprising that they came here.

"Uncle Long, we were the first to discover this time, and we were the first to arrive, so you are the one following us." Xiaoyu said confidently: "I said it last time when I spelled the snake spell, Uncle Long, you don't allow it." Follow me secretly!"

Chen Long: It seems that it makes sense.

"What's the matter? It's very dangerous here." Chen Long looked at Luo Qing for a moment, forgetting that the world is changing too fast, so it's okay for him to stop talking?

The two actors on the opposite side watched their interaction and tried to blend into the wall again, but the next moment, Eleven Piao appeared from the wall, looking at them with pure white eyes without blinking.

Two actors: .
Chen Long just opened his mouth to ask for help:
The scene became awkward for a while, the two actors looked at each other, and rushed towards Xiaoyu who seemed the most bully.

"Wow Ya Ya Ya"

A voice pierced through the cover of the alarm, making the two actors stunned.

They looked at each other, and they both 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 merged into the wall staring at them.

"Luo Qing, catch them, this time the first effort is ours!" Xiaoyu was taken aback, feeling the approach of the play, and said quickly.

Chen Long opened his mouth to talk about his father's confession, but this is a crime. In his opinion, all criminals should be judged by the law, not private acts.

Luo Qing raised his hand, and the temperature in the museum dropped again, to a point where it was chilling.

But at this moment, a bald man with clown makeup broke into the museum without any hindrance. Behind him, actors with various makeups walked through the wall and surrounded the two thieves. .

Luo Qing's hand paused, and after thinking about it, he put it down. The eyes on the wall slowly disappeared one by one, and the temperature of the museum began to return to normal.

It's just that the footsteps and shouts of the security personnel in the distance remained in the distance and did not spread to this side.

The buffoon took a look here, bowed slightly, turned around and looked at the two thieves with sharp eyes.

"Rebel, you have defiled the sacred stage and the inheritance handed down by the patriarch. Today I will first abolish your kung fu, expel you from the school, and then hand it over to the law for trial!"

A solemn voice sounded, and the five or six actors surrounding the two of them rushed up together with Mr. Wen.

Amidst the red lights and harsh sirens, it seemed that a big drama had just begun.

Listening to Mr. Wen's words, Chen Long breathed a sigh of relief, well, he doesn't have to worry about whether he will let the criminal go.

Xiaoyu twitched her lips and muttered, "Obviously we were the ones making the arrangement, but someone picked the peaches in the end."

"Master and master are different. It would be better to let them solve it by themselves." After Luo Qing answered, he watched the drama of cleaning up the house seriously.

The two thieves were quickly suppressed by the team led by Mr. Wen. Although Mr. Wen was over 70 years old like Dad, he seemed to know the moves of the two thieves very well.

Every time they stopped their moves in advance with slow movements, coupled with the fierce offensive of the other actors, the two thieves couldn't hold on for long.

Chen Long frowned, his eyes were thoughtful, his kung fu was taught by his father, but now watching these people fighting, he actually saw some ways that were very similar to his own.

So. Where does my kung fu come from?

Just thinking about it, the two thieves had already been held around their necks by knives. Mr. Wen, who was a little breathless, took out a cultural relic from one of the thieves and handed it to Chen Long, saying, "Thank you for your assistance. Don't worry, we will also help you." Not pedantic, when the interrogation is over, they will also 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 with Chen Long. When he saw the makeup on Xiaoyu's face, he paused for a moment, but didn't say anything. He nodded to them, turned around and escorted the two thieves through the wall and left.

Chen Long turned to look at Xiaoyu, seeing her pale face, Chen Long thought for a while and asked, "You also wiped those things that can go through walls?"

Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, her eyes were a little apprehensive, Uncle Long didn't think she was stealing, did he?

Although, is stealing from a thief considered 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 Come in, we should go back."

Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "No problem, wrap it on me."

After restoring the museum to its original state, several people left here quickly.

In the distance, the sound of rattling footsteps approached quickly, and a dozen security personnel looked around with guns.

The security guard at the head asked through the walkie-talkie: "Is the monitoring room really normal? I feel that today's museum is extraordinarily large. We ran for at least 5 minutes!"

The voice from the walkie-talkie hesitated: "Uh, I don't know, maybe the monitoring is broken, it can't even see the red light of the alarm"

"It's a strange thing." The captain murmured, rubbed his blond hair, turned around and said, "Some people will keep their hands here tonight."

Before the captain's voice fell, a team member said tremblingly: "Captain, we must have encountered a ghost, right? I don't want to lose my life because of work."

After the words fell, the security team of more than a dozen people gave a sudden pause, recalling the recent news, and all kinds of visions.

The captain couldn't help shivering, he said with some confusion: "Then go back to the security room first? Wait and see during the day?"

"The captain is wise!"

"The captain's atmosphere!"

"Captain, I love you!"

"team leader."

Papa Antique Store.

Seeing Chen Long and Xiaoyu come back, the old man turned around and went upstairs silently. Some things have changed. In the past, how could such a thing happen?
Sure enough, when I get old, the past can only be a memory, and I can't go back after all.
Mafia Office.

There was a light sound from the wide open window, and Luo Qing's familiar voice came: "Where are the Tiger Talisman and the evil spirit?"

Wa Long raised his head, with a smile on his vigorous face, he opened the drawer calmly, took out four blood-colored banners and an octagonal charm, and put them on the table.

"Lasu and the others originally had one evil spirit in their hands, but they disappeared, and now there are only four evil spirits." Valon said gently.

Luo Qing nodded, picked up the talisman and played with it, Tiger talisman, why didn't you come earlier?

"You did a good job, but I want to remind you that as long as I have the troupe that has been passed down from ancient times, no matter whether you use force or buy it with money, the first troupe must arrive in the United States within two days."

Luo Qing praised, and then said seriously.

"This is fine, but boss." Wa Long rubbed his hands together, and asked cautiously, "Can you add some more black technology? Or the core in front, just give me some detailed explanation."

He explained helplessly: "We can make that thing, but scientists can't understand the principle"

Luo Qing showed a smile on his face: "It's okay to explain, and new things are also fine, but the condition is that all major forces can help catch the evil spirits."

Wa Long paused, and a smile appeared on his face: "No problem."

(End of this chapter)