Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

People who lived here since they were young, did not have as many polite words as there in Huaguo. After all, the culture is different, even with the teaching of the old man, there will always be changes.

Luo Qing looked at the antique shop, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he saw a broken antique porcelain, judging from the style, it should be the antique introduced by Chen Long the morning before yesterday.

According to how much Dad and the others care about antiques, it is impossible to accidentally damage them. In other words, something happened here, and the Holy Lord has completely collided with this place.

The leader of the largest criminal organization in the world, Walloon, may not be a trustworthy person either.

There also seems to be a certain chance of three-faced spies

"Hi, good morning Luo Qing."

A nasal female voice sounded, Luo Qing turned his head, and immediately saw a girl in pajamas on the stairs with a messy head yawning and walking down.

Luo Qing smiled: "Morning, Xiaoyu."

Chapter 24 The Hidden Tribe

"Why did you come here?"

After washing, Xiaoyu changed into an orange sweater and asked while eating breakfast.

How to say her tone is a bit complicated, it seems to be deliberately careful, and it also seems to be deliberately relaxed. In short, it can make people hear the problem as soon as they hear it.

The father was a little silent, only Chen Long ate breakfast relatively normally, and was not so sensitive to the awkward atmosphere.

Luo Qing chewed the steamed buns, drank soy milk to swallow the food in his mouth, and said with a gentle smile on his face, "I don't know many people in America, and I come here when I think of antiques."

Xiaoyu nodded and didn't say anything, the scene became quiet for a while, and everyone ate in silence.

As time passed slowly, Chen Long felt something was wrong. He asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you seem to be in a good mood?"

"I don't know. I will trouble Uncle Long to share some archaeological knowledge in a while. After listening to your introduction the day before yesterday, I am very interested in this aspect." Luo Qing's smile is still gentle, making people easy to get close to.

"Of course it's okay. It's just right. I'm going to the university to do ancient Chinese translation later. I can take you with me." Chen Long agreed very happily.

This kind of thing is not private, and there happens to be a child who is interested, and he is willing to satisfy the interest of the child.

"Then thank you, Uncle Long." Luo Qing said cheerfully, and asked Xiaoyu at the same time: "Today is not the weekend, so Xiaoyu has no class?"

Xiaoyu took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, yawned and said, "The class time here is from nine o'clock to two o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early."

"Um, I don't know much, sorry, next time I'll try to come in the afternoon." Luo Qing scratched his head, he really didn't know about it, it's really amazing that there are schools that leave school so early.

Sure enough, many things are different in different cultures.

"It's okay, it's not important anyway." Xiaoyu waved his hand weakly, subconsciously comforting her.

"Xiaoyu!" Chen Long frowned: "This is the second day of your class, you can't sleep, hear that? You have to make a good impression on your teachers and classmates, you can't"

"Okay, okay. Got it." Xiaoyu quickly interrupted Chen Long's long speech, and after two or three bites of breakfast, he turned on the TV and switched to his favorite channel.

Chen Long was a little helpless, he had no experience in teaching children, and when he turned his head to see the smiling Luo Qing, he immediately felt better.

Alas, other people's children are compared. Why is Luo Qing so polite?Very tutored.

Breakfast was finished soon, and just as Luo Qing and Chen Long were about to go out, Dad's voice came over.

"Luo Qing."

Luo Qing and Chen Long, who had already walked to the door, had a meal, and Xiaoyu also cast her gaze over. Having experienced two ninja attacks, she also wanted to know what her father was thinking now.

"What's the matter, dad?" Luo Qing turned around, still smiling.

"Did you come into contact with some unclean things?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Luo Qing with cloudy eyes: "Your deadline has come a little earlier."

Luo Qing's pupils shrank slightly, but there was still a gentle smile on the surface: "Father, I don't quite understand what you mean."

The old man stared at Luo Qing closely, he looked up for a long time, waved his hands, stood up and walked towards the magic room.

No black gas creature can escape the detection of justice magic. If there is a black gas creature, he will never be able to get in, and he can't see anything. He doesn't think anyone in the world can escape his eyes, not even the master. .

Therefore, some doubts that he had just raised disappeared in a question and an answer.

Maybe it's. What changes happened to this young man?There are still two and a half months, and he needs to work a little more to ensure the safety of this young man as much as possible.

Luo Qing bowed slightly, turned around and followed Chen Long out of the old man's antique shop with a gentle smile on his face.

"Xiaoyu, help daddy get a cup of coffee, daddy needs to wake up."

Behind him, the words that Zhong Qi was not as strong as before gradually became smaller, and Luo Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the balance is really not completely one-sided.

"Don't mind, Dad's mental state is not very good recently." Chen Long was a little embarrassed, this was the second time he cursed him, it was really not good, and the hospital's plan should be put on the agenda.

The two took a taxi to the campus, Luo Qing said indifferently: "I know Uncle Long, old man, it's not surprising, you should pay more attention to your body."

"It's good if you can understand." Chen Long nodded in relief.

The two stopped discussing further, and soon a university in San Francisco appeared in sight, which was quite new to Luo Qing, as he seemed to have never been to a university.

The vehicle stopped at the gate of the school, and there were already people waiting for them outside.

In the archaeological world, Chen Long's reputation is not bad, at least he is already in the top group.

Talking and laughing, a group of people came to a laboratory.

The instruments here are very precise, and the school officials didn't intend to check anything, so they just led the two of them inside.

Along the way, some old ironware and porcelain fragments were placed under the instrument to help students observe.

Luo Qing looked around, and soon arrived at the destination. It was a row of scorched yellow books, most of which were leather-like books. There was a sense of time, not like something that was nearly a thousand years old.

"Oh, this is a book of Mayan civilization, where did you find it?" Chen Long exclaimed looking at the pattern-like text on the cover of the book.

This exclamation also drew Luo Qing's attention back, Mayan civilization?Feathered snake?The god who seems to be planning on Xiaoyu?

"Mr. Chen, you know, some things are not convenient for us to disclose." The school leader was a fat white man with a pot belly, and he said with some embarrassment.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed in Chen Long's eyes, and his tone became a little blunt: "I know, you don't need to explain this, I'm not interested."

"Hehe. Then please leave it to Mr. Chen, I won't bother you." The fat man backed away with a smile, and walked out slowly.

No one in the Mayan civilization knew how this glorious civilization suddenly collapsed, but at least Luo Qing knew that the Mayan descendants in this world were not doing well, and they seemed to be almost gone now.

And Luo Qing has seen the time when they were lonely, 4000 years ago

4000 years. The cup of life seems to be a turning point here.

"Luo Qing, sit down first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Uncle Long. I will try my best to help you." Chen Long said to Luo Qing with a smile on his face again.

He is just an archaeologist, some things are not his business, and he doesn't want to ask more questions.

"Um, Uncle Long, I happen to have something to ask." Luo Qing thought for a while, staring at Chen Long seriously.

"You ask."

"How many lost civilizations do you know? For example, Maya, Atlantis, etc., especially those that have not been clearly extinct. I am particularly curious about their living conditions." Luo Qing borrowed the topic of Maya, naturally asked.

"The Hidden Tribe" Chen Long, who just sat down and was about to take the book, paused, deep thought flashed in his eyes.

The office slowly fell into silence. After a long time, Chen Long's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Chapter 25 Lost City Mantab

night.

Accompanying Chen Long to look through the ancient books for a day, Luo Qing was still in high spirits. He was good at reading.

"Uncle Long, it's getting late, I have to go first." Luo Qing looked at the bright and clear crescent moon, and said in a tone of fatigue deliberately.

Chen Long, who was addicted to the ocean of books, paused. He took out the keypad and looked at the time. It was eight o'clock in the evening.

"It's so late, let me see you off." Chen Long put down the book and rubbed his brows and said.

"No need, Uncle Long, I'll take a taxi back, it's not that messy here." Luo Qing smiled, stood up and walked out.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Chen Long thought for a while, since the neighborhood of the university was indeed safe, he didn't say much, picked up his books and continued to study.

He needs to translate the text of the Mayan civilization into English. This is not a small job, and he may not be able to go back for a few days.

"Understood." Luo Qing waved his hand casually and left with a smile on his face. The moment he was taken out of the campus by the staff, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and turned into thinking.

Chen Long in this world is indeed knowledgeable and talented. There are not too many news about cannibals, savages, and rumored lost tribes.

Chen Long said a total of six, and most of them were not in the same primeval forest.

However, Luo Qing paid special attention to a familiar name, because it evoked a trace of response in Luo Qing's huge memory.

"The Lost City Mantab."

Luo Qing whispered and walked slowly into a gloomy alley, knowing the exact address, maybe Daolong should get ready first.

"Luo Qing!"

Just as Luo Qing stepped into the alley with one foot, a clear voice behind him stopped him.

Luo Qing paused, with a gentle smile on his face, and turned around: "Xiaoyu, why are you here, don't you have homework?"

Xiaoyu frowned: "Can you stop saying such disappointing words as soon as we meet?"

"Sorry, I thought studying should be something to be happy about." Luo Qing shrugged and explained: "For example, I like reading books very much, and it can benefit me a lot."

"It's really a strange preference." Xiaoyu muttered, and then raised her hand to signal the lunch box: "I'll bring you meals. I heard from my father that Uncle Long always forgets to eat."

"Indeed, Uncle Long is too serious about his work." Luo Qing smiled and echoed the girl's words. He looked behind him and said helplessly, "But it's too late, I think I should go back."

"Why is it like this, I clearly agreed to invite you to dinner, but every time it becomes you to invite me." Xiaoyu complained, she always thought of him because she owed this meal all the time.

I worry all day long about whether I can fulfill my promise in this life, but every time Luo Qing either buys food or rushes to leave, it makes me very uncomfortable.

"No hurry, we are still so young, there will always be a chance, right?" Luo Qing said indifferently, turned around, waved his hands and walked into the alley.

"No." There was some worry in Xiaoyu's eyes, the darkness in the alley blocked her vision, and her words were blocked in her mouth.

She stood quietly for a while and murmured: "Don't you believe what Dad said? But...that's true."

After a long time, she turned around and walked into the university gate with a heavy heart.

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black market.

Today's black market is extremely lively, the number of people has reached about 300, but [-]% of them have no magic power fluctuations in their bodies, that is, some ordinary people

Perhaps they are not particularly ordinary, but ninety percent of these people who are not extraordinary are some with exceptionally strong bodies, which are somewhat delicious in the eyes of evil spirits. These are legendary killers.