Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

"Sure enough, none of the people from the Nine Sects have earned their reputations. They all have unique skills. If Mr. Zhang didn't show up violently today, even the people in Shacheng would not know about it."

"That's not right! This whistle coffin should still be in Master Zhang's residence."

"Mr. Zhang has reported all the secrets of Master Zhang's family. This is amazing. Master Zhang will not use this to take revenge on Mr. Zhang."

"Revenge, nonsense, Mr. Zhang is standing here to ask Master Zhang to take revenge. Even if we agree, will the attendants around Mr. Zhang agree?"

"Master Zhang is in control of the troops. The cannons are coming down one after another. Even Mr. Zhang can't hide."

There was silence all around.

After a while, one person said.

"Actually, these are not secrets."

"Mr. Zhang knows about the Partridge Whistle moving mountains even in the capital city. Since Shacheng is so close to the capital city, it is understandable for Mr. Zhang to know about Master Zhang's family."

"I didn't expect an adjutant to send Qiu Zhi!"

"But Master Zhang may not understand. According to the gossip I know, Master Zhang's eyeliner is all over Shacheng and Beijing."

"I didn't expect that we, Mr. Zhang, are the most powerful. You can know the world's major events just by sitting in the capital."

"Now I feel that listening to Mr. Zhang's storytelling at the Crescent Hotel, and just casually talking about things other than books is a big secret."

"It would be great if Mr. Zhang could sit down and talk to us about something else after each storytelling."

"Each of them is a shocking secret. I really want to hear the secrets of the great figures of the Nine Sects."

A person next to him sneered.

"You are really looking for death. If you dare to tell this secret, you will be blocked as soon as you go out. Believe it or not."

The man nodded embarrassingly. After all, no one is blind and can see the face of Master Zhang in the box on the second floor.

......

Outside the Crescent Hotel.

As soon as Zhang Chen's commentary was over, the printed book appeared on the market, which can be said to be timely.

The streets and alleys of the capital are discussing in groups of three and four.

"It's all because I left too early today, Mr. Zhang actually blocked the reviewer!"

"I didn't expect Zhang Qiling to be able to overwhelm the partridge whistle with us. It's really amazing."

"After all, he is a person in Mr. Zhang's book, and Partridge Whistle is a person in reality."

"No, this time the Partridge Whistle showed up at the Crescent Hotel."

"Partridge Whistle even apologized to Mr. Zhang."

"How dangerous is the Pingshan ancient tomb, that the successors of Xiling and Qianshan rushed to the capital to thank Mr. Zhang one after another."

"Not because of the chicken."

"Chicken, where did you read it? My young master obviously borrowed the Nuqing chicken."

"What is the Nuqing chicken? It's impossible. You can see for yourself."

As he spoke, the man took out a worn-out newspaper from his trouser pocket.

"Look!"

The man took the newspaper and looked at it, and it was written that Mr. Zhang borrowed chickens to tide over the difficulties.

It seems that this is indeed what it means, but it always feels a little awkward, and then I explain it.

"Although this is a chicken, it is definitely not an ordinary chicken. This Nuqing chicken is a chicken with the blood of the Phoenix..."

The people on the side nodded their heads half understanding.

......

Crescent Hotel.

Lobby.

A person hurried forward.

"Mr. Zhang, please save us!".

Chapter 120 Five This is Luoyang Shovel!

Lobby.

Zhang Chen quietly sipped tea on the stage and listened to the discussions of the audience.

The fact that Zhang Dafo's adjutant opened the whistle coffin must have aroused the surprise of the audience.

He glanced at the system panel, and the number of storytelling points increased rapidly.

But a voice disrupted his thoughts.

He followed the voice and looked over, and a strange face appeared in front of him.

Neither belonged to the Nine Schools, nor did they belong to any powerful family in memory.

The people who were discussing in the audience also gave way. After all, hearing the word help, normal people would think that there was something urgent, and would unconsciously look sideways.

"Why is this man covered in blood?"

"Could it be that I encountered something in the tomb~?"

"It doesn't look like I went to the tomb that Mr. Zhang said, and I still have a life to come back. The tomb is definitely not dangerous."

"Wo Cao, are you blind? Your whole body is covered in blood. How could it not be a big murderous tomb?"

"Ask Mr. Zhang for help, it must be a kind of tomb that cannot be solved."

"It's not blood, why does it look so red?"

At this time, the man who was shouting for help was kneeling on the ground on one knee and clasped his fists.

"Mr. Zhang, please help."

Looking at this person covered in blood and dirt, Zhang Chen already had a guess in his heart.

But still asked.

"You are not here well, why are you calling for help?"

Seeing this person's tears mixed with blood, he said in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Zhang, after listening to your storybook last time, my brother and I searched for tombs in the mountains according to the geomantic omen mentioned in your book."

"At night, there was a bloody mist in the mountains, and my brothers and I camped in place."

"But when I woke up the next day, nothing was there. I was lying on a flat floor with big footprints all around. When I looked carefully, it was all blood-red soil. The tomb robber brothers who were with me were gone. "

"At that time, I felt my guts were blown out, so I kept running."

"Later when I went back, the bloody footprints on the ground were gone!"

Speaking of this, the man burst into excitement.

"At first, I thought there should be wood in the gilding, but after searching for a long time, I didn't find a tomb-like one."

"I can only come back and ask Mr. Zhang for help."

After listening to the man's narration.

Zhang Chen fell into deep thought, and everyone in the audience started talking loudly.

"Couldn't it be that the teammate found some treasure and threw him away? It's a bit strange that he is the only one left after all the teammates are gone."

"It doesn't look like blood on this body."

A bold man with high skills quietly buttoned the man's clothes behind the quilt, put it on his nose and smelled it.

"Blood! This is blood! But there is still some soil, it should be soil soaked in blood."

"No, the soil soaked in blood will dry up quickly."

"Seeing that Mr. Zhang's brows are stretched, he should already know."

"However, if you want to soak the soil so red, you need more than a little blood."

"This matter seems to be a bit of a big deal. The blood corpse tomb mentioned in Mr. Zhang's book is not very suitable for the occasion."

"It really does sound like this. There seems to be this kind of soil in the robber's hole in the blood corpse tomb."

"This won't be another blood corpse tomb."

"Not necessarily. If it's the tomb of blood corpses, there's no need for Mr. Zhang to say it himself. It's just us who can understand Mr. Zhang's storytelling."

"It's probably a big murderous tomb."

"How could the tomb mentioned in Mr. Zhang's book be found in this mountain? This person really dares to think."

"This feng shui is probably only Mr. Zhang can understand it himself. It is really amazing that a person who listens to the book dares to find the tomb without knowing anything."

"However, this man can be regarded as a kind and righteous person if he can think of it immediately and come to Mr. Zhang for help."

"Yes, this man has already escaped from danger, but he dares to return to look for his teammates. Mr. Zhang will definitely not sit idly by."

The passionate gene in Longguo's blood was ignited by these two sentences, and they all looked at Zhang Chen.

"Mr. Zhang, this brother values ​​love and righteousness, so we must help him no matter what."

"..."

Zhang Chen ignored the words of everyone in the audience.

Slowly got up and looked at the man and said with a smile.

"From what you said, the tomb I found should be a murderous tomb."

"Also, what's on your body is not blood, but a layer of soil that contains a lot of cinnabar. Generally, it's true that there are a lot of treasures in such a tomb."

Zhang Chen deliberately paused, his tone became slightly heavier, and he took a look at the man.

When the man met his eyes, his body trembled unconsciously, and a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.

The people around did not observe this small movement.

Zhang Chen smiled disdainfully.

He saw the clue at a glance, but continued to speak indifferently.

"However, there are even more dangerous things in this kind of tomb. Generally, when you encounter this kind of tomb, leave as soon as possible."

At this time the man asked eagerly.

"Then is there any way to explore such a large tomb?"

In a daze, the man suddenly realized that he seemed too eager.

A trace of grief immediately appeared on his expression.

"Please also ask Mr. Zhang to tell me that no matter whether my brother is dead or not, I have to go back and have a look, but I can't find where the tomb is right now."

The people on the side also looked at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen looked at the man quietly without answering.

At this time, someone whispered doubts.

"Mr. Zhang just said that this body is cinnabar. Why did I smell blood just now?"

"Huh? There are other things?"

"Could it be this man?"

Everyone looked at each other, sensing something was wrong, and looked at Zhang Chen one after another.

Zhang Chen smiled at everyone.

Everyone in the audience immediately understood, and they all held back the trace of anger in their hearts.

next moment.

Zhang Chen on the stage conjured up something that looked like a shovel but not like a shovel. The front of this thing was more like a cylinder that had been cut by a third.