"Xiaoyu, is he someone you know?"
Although Chen Long was embarrassed, he still showed a gentle smile. He was always patient with children.
"I met him last night. His name is Luo Qing. He is also from China." Xiaoyu nodded, looked at Luo Qing with a twinkle in his eye and said, "This is my uncle Chen Long. He said he would treat you to dinner. Let's go."
Luo Qing looked at this heartwarming scene and shook his head: "No need, Chen Xiaoyu. Uncle Chen Long's condition doesn't seem to be suitable. I think he may need to change his clothes first."
Xiaoyu glanced at Uncle Long, who knew kung fu, and nodded: "That's right, let's go and let Uncle Long change clothes first."
Luo Qing smiled, glanced at Chen Long who had the word "worry" written all over his face, and shook his head: "No, I plan to go to the antique shop in front to see the antiques from China, and then go back. Let’s eat later.”
"Antique shop?" Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Is it that dad's antique shop?"
Chen Long's face also relaxed. After all, he couldn't accept his twelve-year-old niece having to eat alone with someone he didn't know at all.
Even though the man looked a little sickly, it wasn't enough.
"Yes, there aren't many antique shops in Chinatown." Luo Qing still smiled.
"That's Uncle Long's house. Come on, let's go, I'll take you there." Xiaoyu led the way with a big smile on her face.
Luo Qing was 'surprised' and said: "Really or not? What a coincidence?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Long, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Yes, you are welcome to be our guest." Chen Long nodded, still with a gentle smile on his face, giving people a natural good impression.
Luo Qing nodded: "Okay, then I won't bother you."
"polite..."
The three of them moved forward and soon arrived in front of Dad's Antique Shop. Luo Qing paused slightly, with some unnoticed hesitation in his eyes, but he followed Xiaoyu into Dad's Antique Shop.
The imaginary rejection did not appear. Luo Qing breathed a sigh of relief and secretly praised his master for being awesome.
"Is your name Luo Qing?" Chen Long asked gently.
"Yes, Luo from Luoyang." Luo Qing smiled and nodded, looking around at his father's antique shop. Looking at the familiar layout, he felt a little emotional, this is where dreams begin.
"Okay Luo Qing, you and Xiaoyu will watch first. I'll go change clothes first and I'll help you introduce the antiques later." Chen Long nodded and walked to the second floor.
"You're busy, so don't be so polite. I'll just take a look and leave in a moment." Luo Qing replied politely with a smile.
"Why are you so pale?" Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask after Chen Long left.
It was too late yesterday and I didn't pay much attention. Looking at Luo Qing's face now, it was really abnormal, as if... a corpse.
"It's natural. Anyway, the hospital didn't find anything wrong." Luo Qing walked up to a pottery and observed it carefully, answering casually.
Xiaoyu frowned, always feeling something was wrong, but in the end she didn't find anything wrong, so she simply ignored it.
The scene became quiet for a while.
"Why are you thinking of coming to the United States?" Xiaoyu asked boredly as she sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"My teacher brought me here. It's a tourist trip, I guess." Luo Qing answered casually. The person he wanted hadn't shown up yet, and he was indeed a little bored.
Xiaoyu switched TV stations and continued to ask: "School is about to start, don't you have to go back to school? You don't seem to be in a hurry."
"Um, are you going to stay in the United States from now on? Not sure, I'll listen to the teacher." Luo Qing is also in the same state, and now he just needs time.
"Where are your parents? Don't you object to you and your teacher going abroad?" Xiaoyu became interested and looked away from the TV to look at Luo Qing.
Luo Qing was a little silent, but still replied: "No, at least I haven't seen it."
"Um, I'm sorry, I didn't know." Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and immediately apologized, with a bit of embarrassment in her big eyes.
It seems like I owe something every time I meet, and my conscience feels a little uneasy.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Luo Qing replied nonchalantly.
The awkward chat continued, but a sudden roar interrupted the harmonious atmosphere between the two.
"Oh~ Chen Long, dad found out the origin of that thing just now, the charm must not be lost!"
"Dad, what's wrong? What happened?" As Chen Long appeared hurriedly, an old man in a wool vest also hurriedly came out of the library holding books.
"The power just now came from the shadow, which was once a subordinate of a big demon, and the energy contained in the talisman is even greater. Dad has not found the source yet. Where is the talisman?" Dad explained, looking around.
"What talisman? Isn't it a shield?" Chen Long was confused.
"The shield is not important, the spell containing magic is important!" Dad yelled.
"Uh...it was taken away..." Although Chen Long didn't know what the talisman was, he still answered weakly when he saw his father's situation.
"Oh, why are you so useless? Dad taught you so much kung fu in vain!" Dad stretched out two fingers and slapped Chen Long on the head, a little angry.
"But, there are too many ninjas, and they will disappear suddenly..." Chen Long retorted weakly.
Dad frowned, did not continue to blame, and murmured: "Trouble, disaster year, if the talisman is also a demon..."
While muttering, the father turned around and immediately saw Luo Qing staring here.
Suddenly the father was shocked and shouted: "Oh! Chen Long, why are there corpses here?"
Chen Long:? ? ?
Xiaoyu:? ? ?
Luo Qing:? ? ?
The three of them were at a loss. Corpse? where? Why do you say it is so scary?
"The demons and ghosts leave quickly, the demons and ghosts leave quickly..."
Before the three of them could figure out the situation, bursts of spells came from the father's mouth, and huge waves of righteousness loomed in the store.
"Old sir, don't scare me, where are the corpses?" Luo Qing was startled and said hurriedly, while continuing to pray in his heart, hoping that Daolong's magic would continue to be more powerful.
"Um?"
There was a trace of doubt in the father's eyes, and he stopped talking. How could the corpse... still talk?
"Are you alive?" Dad frowned and carefully looked at Luo Qing's pale and sickly face.
"Well...of course they are living people. How can a dead person speak?" Luo Qing explained, fearing that a magic spell would end him.
"Yes, Dad, I saw Luo Qing yesterday. There is nothing unusual except that his face is a little pale." Xiaoyu also said, not understanding what his father meant.
Even Chen Long, who had just been beaten, was full of doubts. He even thought rebelliously: Dad is not an old fool, right? I'll take him to the hospital next time.
The father remained silent and slowly walked forward, his eyes fixed on Luo Qing's eyes, with strong waves of righteousness exuding around him.
His eyes gradually changed from confusion to pity, and finally he sighed, turned around and walked towards the library.
"Old sir, am I... my time is running out?" Luo Qing's nervousness subsided a little, and he asked in a pale tone.
Dad paused and suddenly turned his head: "What do you know?"
Xiaoyu and Chen Long also frowned and looked at Luo Qing solemnly. What does this mean...?
