MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 113

"Sure enough, the people in the nine gates are not vain, and they all have unique skills. If Mr. Zhang hadn't been violent today, I'm afraid even the people in Shacheng would not know."

"It's not! This whistle coffin should still be in Zhang Dafa's mansion."

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

"Retaliation, nonsense, Mr. Zhang stands here and asks Dafa Zhang to take revenge. Even if we agree, will the attendants around Mr. Zhang agree?"

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

There was silence all around.

After a while, one person said.

"It's not really a secret."

"Mr. Zhang knows the partridge whistle that moved the mountain from afar in the capital. Since this sand city is so close to the capital, it is understandable that Mr. Zhang knows about the affairs of Master Zhang's house."

"I didn't expect that an adjutant would actually point out!"

"But I'm afraid Master Zhang can't understand it. From the gossip I know, Master Zhang's eyeliner is all over Shacheng and the capital."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang is the most powerful, and sitting in the capital can know the world's major events."

"Now I think it's a big secret to listen to Mr. Zhang's story at the Crescent Hotel, and just say something other than books."

"It would be nice if Mr. Zhang could sit down and tell us something else after every story."

"Each one is a shocking secret, but I would like to hear the secrets of the nine big men."

A man next to him sneered.

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

The man nodded embarrassedly, after all, no one was blind, and he could see the face of Lord Zhang Dafa in the box on the second floor.

......

Outside the Crescent Hotel.

Just after Zhang Chen's commentary ended, a printed book appeared on the market, which was timely.

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

"It's all my fault that I left too early today, Mr. Zhang actually blocked the commentary brother!"

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

"After all, it is the person in Mr. Zhang's book, and the partridge whistle is a real person."

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

"Partridge whistle even apologized to Mr. Zhang."

"How dangerous is the ancient tomb of Pingshan, so that the successors of Xieling and Moshan have rushed to the capital one after another to thank Mr. Zhang."

"It's not because of the chicken."

"Chicken, where did you read it, my young master clearly borrowed the angry chicken."

"What is an angry chicken, it's impossible, you can see for yourself."

With that said, the man took out a depreciated newspaper from his trouser pocket.

"Look!"

The man took the newspaper and looked at it, and it was written that Mr. Zhang borrowed chicken to get through the difficulties.

It seems that this is 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 Angry Chicken is a chicken with Phoenix bloodline..."

Everyone on the side nodded in understanding.

......

Crescent Hotel.

Lobby.

A man stepped forward in a hurry.

"Mr. Zhang, please save us!".

Chapter 125 This is the Luoyang Shovel!

Lobby.

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

The fact that Lord Zhang's adjutant opened the whistle coffin will surely arouse the surprise of the audience.

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

But a voice disturbed his thoughts.

He followed the voice and looked over, and an unfamiliar face appeared in front of him.

It's neither from Jiumen nor from any powerful family in memory.

The people who were talking about it in the audience also let out a way. After all, when they heard the word "help", normal people would think that there was something urgent, and they would unconsciously look sideways.

"Why is this man covered in blood?"

"Isn't it because I encountered something in the tomb~?"

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

"Wocao, are you blind? Your whole body is covered in blood. How could it not be a tomb of a great murderer?"

"If you ask Mr. Zhang for help, it must be a large tomb that cannot be solved."

"This is not blood, why does it look like red soil?"

At this moment, the man shouting for help was on one knee and clasped his fists.

"Mr. Zhang, please help."

Zhang Chen looked at the man covered in blood and dirt, and already had a guess in his heart.

Still asked.

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

I saw this man's tears mixed with blood, and his voice trembled.

"Mr. Zhang, after listening to your story last time, my brother and I searched for tombs in the mountains according to the feng shui in the book."

"When it arrived at night, there was a sudden blood fog in the mountains, and my brothers and I camped on the spot."

"But when I woke up the next day, there was nothing left. I was lying on a flat floor with large footprints all around. When I looked closely, it was all blood-red mud, and the brothers who were with me were all gone. "

"At the time, I felt like my guts were broken, so I kept running."

"Then the **** footprints on the ground were gone when I went back!"

Speaking of which, the man was excited.

"I thought there should be wood in the gilding, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything that looked like a tomb."

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

After listening to the man's narration.

Zhang Chen fell into contemplation, and everyone in the audience started to discuss loudly.

"Isn't it because the teammates found some treasure and threw him down? It's a little strange that he is left with no teammates."

"It doesn't look like blood."

A daring art master quietly buttoned the man's clothes and put it on his nose to smell it.

"Blood! This is blood! But there is still a bit of 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 out, he should already know."

"But to make the soil so red, the blood you need is not a little or two."

"This matter seems to be a big deal. The blood corpse tomb mentioned in Mr. Zhang's book is very suitable for the occasion."

"It's really like saying that, there seems to be this kind of soil in the robbery hole of the blood corpse tomb."

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

"Not necessarily, if it is a blood corpse tomb, there is no need for Mr. Zhang to say it himself, even those of us who have listened to Mr. Zhang's story can understand it."

"Eighty percent is a tomb of a great murderer."

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

"It is estimated that Mr. Zhang himself can understand this feng shui. It is really amazing that a person who listens to books dares to go to the tomb without understanding anything."

"But this man can think of it for the first time and come to Mr. Zhang for help. He can be regarded as a kind and righteous person."

"Yes, this man has escaped the danger, and he dares to return to find his teammates. We, Mr. Zhang, will definitely not sit idly by."

The blood gene in the blood of the Dragon Kingdom was ignited by these two sentences, and they all looked at Zhang Chen.

"Mr. Zhang, this brother attaches great importance to friendship and righteousness, and we have to 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 you were looking for should be a murderous one."

"However, what you have on your body is not blood, but a soil layer containing a lot of cinnabar. Generally, there are a lot of treasures in such a tomb."

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

When the man's eyes collided with him, his body trembled involuntarily, and there was a look of excitement in his eyes.

No one around me noticed this little movement.

Zhang Chen smiled disdainfully.

He saw the clue at a glance, but continued talking without caring.

"However, there is a great evil in this kind of tomb. Generally, when you encounter such a tomb, you should leave quickly."

The man asked eagerly.

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

Suddenly, the man suddenly realized that he seemed too eager.

Immediately, there was a trace of sadness on his face.

"I also asked Mr. Zhang to tell me that whether my brother died or not, I will go back and take 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 and did not answer.

At this time, someone whispered suspiciously.

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

"Huh? What else?"

"Could it be this man?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they all noticed something was wrong, and they all looked at Zhang Chen.

I saw 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 like a shovel but not like a shovel in his hand like a conjurer.