Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

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"I think the combat power of these two should be equal."

"Hehe, it's fair, even if this Qiling really exists, the skill of moving mountains and reclamation is comparable to him?"

"The force value is not only its own strength, but also other means."

"I also feel that without this ancient black gold sword, Zhang Qiling would not be able to compete with the number one partridge whistle on the gold list."

At this time, one person suggested it.

"This gold list is ranked by Mr. Zhang, and it will be immediately clear who is stronger and who is weaker between the two."

Chapter 120 The third gold list is not the partridge whistle!

The discussion in the audience gradually disappeared.

Zhang Chen continued to speak.

"This Qiling's combat power is unparalleled. If it really appears, his combat power must be number one in the heaven list."

"Why do you say that?"

"In the trip to Pingshan, although Partridge Whistle killed the six-winged centipede, he was also injured and almost died, so he ate the guts of the centipede to continue his life."

"But if it's this Qiling facing the six-winged centipede, I can't guarantee anything else, but it's the most important thing not to get hurt. With the indestructible black gold ancient knife in his hand, even the six-foot centipede with a copper wall and iron skin can be defeated. Hate it."

When everyone heard it, their eyes were full of shock, and some people had already grown their mouths.

"I didn't expect that if this Qiling appeared, the number one on the gold list would change hands."

"I still think the partridge whistle is the most powerful. Let's not say whether Zhang Qiling has ever beaten the six-winged centipede, but the partridge whistle has really done it."

"Thinking about it makes me very excited, this number one on the gold list finally deserves its name!"

"What are you thinking about? After all, this Qiling is still a character in Mr. Zhang's book. No matter how powerful it is, can it still escape?"

"That's really uncertain. If Zhang Qiling comes out one day, you will find that although what Mr. Zhang is talking about is a book, everything in the book is true."

"At that time, I would carry Mr. Zhang's book and run back and forth in the capital with no clothes on."

Behind the crowd, three dusty people stood there quietly.

Two men and one woman.

"Senior brother, you are clearly number one on the gold list, so you insist on counting Zhang Qiling in this book, hum!"

The partridge whistle smiled lightly.

"Flower spirit! Don't be rude to Mr. Zhang."

"You have to believe what Mr. Zhang said. If it weren't for Mr. Zhang, we three brothers and sisters would probably die in the Pingshan ancient tomb this time."

Hua Ling at the side was very wronged, and turned his gaze to the old foreigner with a hippie smile.

"Brother, look at him."

The partridge whistle said helplessly.

"Okay, you two stop fighting, listen carefully to Mr. Zhang, maybe Mr. Zhang has news about Muchen Bead."

Hua Ling looked worried.

"Senior brother, this Muchen Bead is a sacred object, will Mr. Zhang know?"

A trace of uncertainty flashed across Partridge Whistle's face.

"It's very likely."

At this time, the old foreigner interjected.

"Hua Ling, Mr. Zhang's words are still believable. You see, we have been active in Xiangxi area before, and we have never been released here, and we have never seen or heard of Mr. Zhang's reputation in Xiangxi. Mr. Zhang can know the reputation of senior brother within this capital, which shows that Mr. Zhang must be a capable person."

Hua Ling gave the old foreigner a blank look.

"Then let's ask Mr. Zhang directly!"

As she spoke, she was about to squeeze through the crowd to the innermost part.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the dense crowd ahead.

"What's the squeeze! Go, go, stand aside if you're late."

The sharp-eyed old foreigner pulled him back.

"Have you been stunned by the six-winged centipede? Now you go up and ask, and the secret of my moving the mountain will be gone. Everyone knows that moving the mountain is looking for the Muchen Bead' ‖."

As he spoke, his head still looked aside from time to time.

Simply everyone's eyes were on Mr. Zhang, and they didn't care what happened behind him.

But the sightlines on stage are good.

After being washed by Vasui Dan, Zhang Chen's eyesight has improved a lot.

Zhang Chen saw the three Partridge Whistle standing in the last corner of the crowd at a glance.

"Ok?"

He made a sound of surprise.

Even if the three Partridge Whistles had the Nuqing Chicken, it was impossible for them all to survive. In the original book, he remembered that both the flower spirit and the old foreigner died in the mouth of the six-winged centipede.

He looked at the three partridge whistle with some uncertainty.

At this look, everyone's eyes followed his.

I don't know who in the crowd screamed.

"This is not a partridge whistle for moving mountains!"

The people who were still puzzled were suddenly surprised. They were still counting just now, but they didn't expect to be standing behind them.

"Didn't the Partridge Whistle follow the boss into Pingshan, why did he appear in the capital so soon?"

"It's always so fast that I can understand it. After all, I have to come to apologize to Mr. Zhang."

"That must be because of Mr. Zhang's great charm. Look at the people who moved the mountain and rushed to the capital just after finishing the tomb."

When Hua Ling at the back of the team heard this, a trace of disdain appeared on his face, and he muttered.

"My senior brother is not like that."

I wanted to stand quietly and listen to the book, but now I can't get over it without saying a few words.

then.

The partridge whistle raised its arms and cupped its hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for using the Nuqing chicken, but I didn't protect the Nuqing chicken well."

The next moment, he said with a serious face.

"Please ask Mr. Zhang to blame!"

Zhang Chen got up and shook the folding fan.

"It doesn't matter."

Partridge Whistle nodded and stood quietly behind, looking at Zhang Chen with a trace of respect in his eyes.

At this time, a guest in front stood up and said.

"Partridge Whistle, how do you compare yourself to Zhang Qiling in Mr. Zhang's book?"

Everyone turned their heads to stare at the partridge whistle.

The partridge whistle hesitated.

"Of course it's not as good. Zhang Qiling in Mr. Zhang's book has a treasure cave, holds an ancient meteorite knife, and has a unique skill. Partridge Whistle thinks it's not as good."

As soon as this remark came out, those who supported the partridge whistle began to refute loudly.

"Moving mountains doesn't mean you have the art of moving mountains and filling seas. How can you not compare to Zhang Qiling in this gentleman's book?"

"Moving mountains and filling seas just by listening to the name is an amazing technique, Mr. Partridge Whistle, don't underestimate yourself!"

"What's more, in the ancient tomb of Pingshan, you are a strange thing like the six-winged centipede. This is not an ordinary combat power."

"We have also seen Mr. Zhang's pet six-winged centipede. Its aura is unheard of. Qianshan Yuanliang was able to kill this creature to his subordinates. This pair deserves the title of number one on the gold list."

"Hehe, this Qiling can press the blood corpse with its knees, and scare away the thousand-year-old corpse with a loud shout."

"Furthermore, General Faqiu Zhonglang's two-finger caving is not something everyone can do."

"How much have you heard of two-finger caving?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhang say in the book that this spirited two-finger poking hole can pull out bluestone bricks!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, and many people turned their heads to look at the stage.

"Mr. Zhang, besides buckling bluestone bricks, what other powerful skills does Faqiu's two-finger poking have?"

"So that those who don't know will shut up."

The partridge whistle at the back of the crowd was also very curious. He had also heard his master Qianshan Taoist mention this two-finger poking hole, but he still didn't know the specific function.

Everyone looked at Zhang Chen aggressively.

Zhang Chen smiled faintly and put down the Xingmu in his hand.

"Then let's talk about this two-finger caving. The most powerful thing to prove is that it is related to a kind of coffin."

"This kind of coffin is called the whistle coffin."

Everyone in the audience was at a loss, obviously they had never heard of this whistle coffin.

Zhang Chen continued.

"There is a hole in the coffin of this whistle, but there are many organs in it. If you mess up a thread, you will touch the mechanism. If it is light, you will break your hand or arm, and if you look at it, it will cause the corpse in the coffin to rise. At that time, it was not A broken arm can solve it."

"Faqiu's two-finger caving is the stunt with the greatest chance of being able to open the mechanism from the inside."

"Several people can use two fingers to explore the cave and plunder the treasures in the coffin without disturbing the corpse. However, some people still set up pipa scissors at the entrance of the cave, just in case, and survive with their arms broken."

"々｀..."

"Hiss! Surviving with broken arms, I didn't expect that this two-finger poking hole would be dangerous under this kind of coffin."

"But Mr. Zhang didn't say that only Faqiu's two-finger caving technique can solve this whistle coffin."

"The result is already clear."

At this time, the partridge whistle on the side laughed.

"Everyone, stop arguing. I have nothing to do with Mr. Zhang's whistle coffin, so if we really want to compare it with Zhang Qiling in the book, I'm afraid the Partridge Whistle will disappoint everyone."

"It's okay, this Qiling is originally the person in the book, and the person who moves the mountain doesn't need to be humble."

At this moment, the old foreigner looked at his senior brother with a smile on his face.

"Brother, why don't we ask Mr. Zhang where the whistle coffin is, and try?"

heard.

Hua Ling was full of anger, as if she was about to hit the old foreigner.

The partridge whistle stopped in time.

"Okay, you two, Mr. Zhang is still here."

......

Box on the second floor.

Wu Laogou, who was about to leave, saw Mr. Zhang sitting on the storytelling table again, so he went back to the box and continued listening.

"Whistle coffin? Why is it so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Old Dog Wu murmured in a low voice.