Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

"Yeah, this time we can finally know what the next danger is in advance."

"In the past, Mr. Zhang always ended his storytelling when it was important."

Old Dog Wu nodded in agreement.

"But don't worry, Mr. Zhang hasn't said what the black smoke is yet."

......

Beijing.

Another discussion.

Now Zhang Chen has become a well-known after-dinner chatter in the capital.

"Do you know that at the storytelling meeting today, there was a news that the Changbai Mountain tomb robbers killed 1000 people directly in the burial mausoleum!"

"What, 1000 people! It's unbelievable. Isn't there Mr. Zhang, why can't this danger be avoided?"

"Mr. Zhang, there is an interval of three days between one storytelling, once every three days, once every three days, those big men in Changbai Mountain can't stand it!"

"Yes, Changbai Mountain is cold, there is no food, and you have to avoid the patrolling border soldiers. Once every three days, it really makes things difficult for them."

Another person leaned against the wall and said disdainfully.

"It's embarrassing, I'm afraid you don't know. At that time, several people from the family who were listening to the book at the New Moon Hotel blamed Mr. Zhang in public. I saw a shadow of Mr. Zhang's attendant flashing past, and these people disappeared. After that, the New Moon Hotel was closed. There was a scream."

"Well, look here, these people are dead, and they are in the suburbs of Beijing."

Another muttered.

"Why does Mr. Zhang always like to throw people to the suburbs of Beijing?"

"..."

"And look at this, this magnetic turtle is actually a meteorite from the sky, but I have never heard of this method of burning the magnetic turtle."

A child stood on tiptoe and said in surprise.

"This tortoise will lose its magnetism once it is burned?" Jiu.

Chapter 140: Insect Fragrance Jade Appears!

When everyone continued to look down.

The words that appeared next on the newspaper caused everyone's eyes to widen.

"What is this black smoke?"

"This tortoise has been burned for so long, but there is still something alive inside?"

"Could it be that there are some treasures in it, and it is said that Mr. Zhang's book is burned and the treasures in it are burned away?"

"Are you trying to say that this thing has turned into a cloud of black gas?"

"Yes, yes, you are right, brother, that's what I mean."

"Yes, this is an extraterrestrial meteorite. Could there be something in it?"

At this time, one person said.

"I just came down from the teahouse next to the Crescent Hotel, and now it's really one o'clock in the morning to go to the Crescent Restaurant to line up. Otherwise, you won't be able to occupy the roof of the teahouse outside."

"Yes, I heard that a seat on the roof of the tea house is as expensive as the entrance ticket to the Crescent Hotel."

"What a fucking pit, isn't the teahouse outside still owned by Boss Yin?"

"This Miss Yin really picked up a treasure. Mr. Zhang is now a veritable cash cow in the capital, and gold is very expensive."

Another person on the side asked.

"Hey! Brother, you are at the tea house anyway, very close to there, tell me what Mr. Zhang said this black smoke is?"

"Yes, brother, you are so close to Mr. Zhang, let's talk about "four five seven"."

"..."

I saw the man said in a haughty manner.

"Okay, since that's the case, let me tell you."

"I was on the top of that building, and I saw Mr. Zhang's handsome face, with red lips and bright teeth, pointing at everyone with a fan in his hand, and I saw the children of the aristocratic families on the first floor looking at Mr. Zhang eagerly."

"'Cough cough! Sir, don't be a fool, tell us quickly.' Those aristocratic families begged Mr. Zhang like this, and saw that Mr. Zhang standing on the stage couldn't bear the pitiful look of everyone in the audience, so he said."

"This black smoke..."

"Huh? Tell me, what's wrong with the black smoke?"

The person who listened intently next to him stopped halfway through, and suddenly stopped, feeling unsatisfied.

I saw just faltering.

"This is the end of Mr. Zhang's talk. Oh, yes, Mr. Zhang said that the black smoke condensed in the air to form a black totem painting."

"And Fatty Wang, the character in Mr. Zhang's book, yelled Longevity Heaven at the totem!"

The people on the side were dazed. They had never heard of Changshengtian.

"What is this Longevity?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhang explain the name?"

"No, Mr. Zhang is probably explaining what this thing is now!"

When everyone heard this, they ran towards the Crescent Hotel.

......

Crescent Hotel.

on the high platform.

Zhang Chen drank the tea in his hand and stood up.

"Everyone, let's continue the book."

After a short rest, everyone couldn't wait to enter the state.

Zhang Chen was very happy to see everyone's reaction, and immediately became interested in storytelling.

"Monk Hua took a closer look. What the hell was Changshengtian inside the black smoke? It was Chongxiangyu. He was so frightened that his legs trembled, as if this Chongxiangyu was a monster that ate people."

"Just when Wu Xie and Wang Fatty were puzzled and wanted to ask what Chong Xiangyu was, Zhang Qiling behind him stopped them and said in a low voice: 'Don't talk, run quickly.'"

"It's not bad, Wu Xie heard that the most powerful little brother in the team had already said to run quickly, so this insect fragrance jade is designated as a great thing, so he ran away immediately."

"But at this moment."

"Suddenly Monk Hua stopped in his tracks, and said with a terrified expression: 'No, this channel will reach Yumen in 2 minutes according to my pace, why haven't we arrived after running for so long?'"

"Wu Xie, Fatty Wang, and Monk Hua were startled, and quickly turned on the flashlight. The three of them turned their heads to look, and the little brothers behind them, the fourth grandpa, and Pan Zi, all disappeared! There was a large area of ​​darkness all around. Strange 'the rustling sound is getting denser and denser, as if it surrounds my ears.'”

"Feeling the weirdness, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang quickly turned on the flashlights, but the darkness next to them seemed to be eating up. The flashlight, which could illuminate 200 meters, now has visibility of less than two meters, and the surrounding area is completely dark. .”

"'Fatty', brother and the others didn't follow."

"Wu Xie asked in a low voice."

"At this time, a voice came from the darkness, damn it, monk, quickly put out your hands."

"When Wu Xie and Fatty Wang heard it, their first reaction was, what if the flashlight is turned off in such a dark place, and what if that person disappears? Monk Hua believes that he is also a person with solid foundation. Think about the dark tomb, Seeing nothing, and suddenly a familiar voice telling you to turn off your lights sounds scary."

"In the end, Monk Hua and Wu Xie glanced at each other and put out the flashlight."

The guests in the hall can be said to be full of doubts.

"It's all black and white, and we have to turn off the flashlight. If we lose two more, wouldn't the whole army be wiped out?"

"That's right, and what is this insect fragrance jade? Could it be a kind of jade? What's so scary about jade, I don't understand."

"And this tomb passage has no boundaries. It's impossible. What Mr. Zhang said is too weird, isn't it so small that you can't run to the end?"

"Run in another direction, it won't work here. Just run elsewhere."

"Are you stupid or the owner of the tomb? In Mr. Zhang's book, Wu Xie and others didn't run elsewhere, which means that running elsewhere is a dead end."

"Then go back the same way?"

"No, going back the same way is definitely a dead end. In Mr. Zhang's book, you are going back to face the black smoke. Why did Wu Xie and the others escape? It's just to avoid the black smoke."

At this time, it seems to be caught in a dilemma, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Whether to advance or retreat, there is always an explanation."

"Oh, it's a pity, my little brother lost it. Didn't Mr. Zhang say that this is the only way to enter the tomb? How could he run elsewhere?"

"What exactly is Mr. Zhang talking about? How can there be a tomb where you can't see the edge?"

"Damn it, a bomb blew up the tomb passage, really, what is this Wang Zanghai, a tomb is so difficult to build. Who can get out of it?"

"Shh, Mr. Zhang can, only Mr. Zhang can come out here."

Everyone looked at Zhang Chen on the stage, and the respect in their eyes leaked unconsciously.

The large tombs in Zhang Chen's book are shocking enough, but what is even more shocking is his almost autobiographical description. Just think about that one magnetic tortoise killed more than 1000 people, and there is this unknown black man behind. cigarette.

"Thinking about it makes me excited. Now let's talk about the black smoke. I feel so uncomfortable."

"Mr. Zhang won't kill this black smoke in the next moment, you see this black smoke is useless at all."

"That's right, the black smoke has been enveloped for a long time, and it's still useless."

"I heard from Mr. Zhang that I would like to see what the black smoke is useful for, so I just laughed... 0"

All the guests looked at the high platform in unison.

Zhang Chen happened to sit down at this moment, and immediately folded the fan.

"Wu Xie and the others quickly turned off the flashlight, and the surrounding area was plunged into darkness, but at this moment, densely packed small light spots lit up on the top of the tomb, which is very suspicious."

"Wu Xie and the others stared at the light spot above their heads in confusion."

"Monk Hua on the side whispered: 'Fifty Star Map?' There was a little doubt in his voice."

"Immediately, Wu Xie and the two stared at the light spots, but they didn't expect these light spots to be moving!"

"Fatty Wang, who was thinking about digging tools, paused in his heart: 'This can't be the night pearl, you've made a fortune!', Wu Xie on the side suddenly said; 'No', this is a bug."

"At this moment, the light spot on it fell down, and Fatty Wang suddenly felt itchy on his neck."

"'Wo Cao, naive, don't touch my neck.'"

"'Touch your neck? Fuck you!'"

"But, with Wu Xie's answer, Fatty Wang only felt a chill behind him."

"Fatty Wang was heartbroken. He grabbed it with one hand and threw it on the ground. He turned on the flashlight and said, 'His grandma's, this is a gnat'"

"Speaking, the bugs on the top fell down like crazy."

"Wu Xie immediately shouted: 'Hurry up, don't let these wall strings climb on you, the place you climbed will rot, and you are afraid of it in your ears.'"

"As soon as everyone heard it, they quickly picked up their clothes and slapped off all the gnats all over their bodies."

"..."

"Everyone lit up the lamps, and Pan Zi and others appeared in sight."

"But my little brother is missing."

......

"Damn it, brother is missing?"

"It turns out that this wall stringer likes high temperature, and can only lay eggs in high temperature. Hey, what Mr. Zhang said is really bizarre."

"Before, I doubted Mr. Zhang. This tortoise is so red with fire, how could there be something alive inside it?"

"But the Wang Zanghai mentioned in Mr. Zhang's book is really powerful, and he can count such organs."

"Mr. Zhang is still amazing, 0.9 is invincible to get out of this kind of institution."

"No, Mr. Zhang has come out, why does this magnetic turtle still exist?"