Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused

"The tomb in Mr. Zhang's book, it is estimated that only a few bigwigs in the tomb robbery world dare to enter."

"Hey, I heard that before this storytelling, the head of Xieling knelt down in front of Mr. Zhang."

Everyone held their breath and dared not blink.

"Thank you!"

"Wocao, always turn your head to apologize to Mr. Zhang."

"Have you seen the newspaper of the sky?"

"No, I heard that the printing factory in the northern district of Beijing is out of ink."

"It's unfortunate enough to not hear first-hand news."

"Mr. Zhang sat on the high platform that day, his face was very cold, and he stared at the head of the head below the stage."

"Nonsense, what kind of character Mr. Zhang is, how can he embarrass a small boss!"

The man was drowned in spittle as soon as he said it.

"The head of the 100,000 people in Xieling, you actually said that you are small, come, let me see how big you are!"

"The scene of that day is shocking when I recall it. I should have listened to Mr. Zhang's story there."

"Ai, I didn't squeeze in. The tickets for the New Moon Hotel are getting more and more expensive. I don't know when Mr. Zhang will come out of his own door. It's better not to have tickets."

"Mr. Zhang is not a good person. I don't need tickets yet, you are beautiful."

Immediately, someone on the side retorted.

"That's too bad. This guy knelt his head down in front of Mr. Zhang's stage to apologize, and held a handful of chicken feathers. I heard that this chicken is Mr. Zhang's able-bodied 'Nuqing Chicken'."

"This is what I heard from Xieling's brothers. They said that their boss picked up an angry chicken from Mr. Zhang and went to Pingshan in Xiangxi to rob a tomb."

"Mr. Zhang, this is not the most magical place. Come and read the newspaper. Mr. Zhang was checking the monster list that day, and he mentioned the corpse king. Then the headmaster admitted that they met the Xiangxi corpse king, and Mr. Zhang. The description is not bad, and it is close to meeting a living creature."

"Mr. Zhang's book says that the Xiangxi Corpse King can absorb yang energy, and then the skin on his body will glow, just like the skin of a normal person."

The person who did not go in to listen to the book questioned... 0

"There is such a strange thing in this world?"

"Brother, it's not strange. What Mr. Zhang said must be true."

"If you want me to say, Mr. Zhang Zhang is a creator alive, and what he said has come true."

"Mr. Zhang also said this time that the Kunlun fetus was discovered in Changbai Mountain! The value of that thing is simply immeasurable."

"Hey, doesn't it mean that there is already a tomb buried in the Kunlun God's womb?"

"The old man doesn't bother to talk to you. Mr. Zhang said that the Kunlun-born Xu Beiying was deliberately created by an ancestor named Wang Zanghai."

......

Xiejia's ancestral home.

Xie Jiu sat by the pond leisurely casting the bait in his hands.

"Jiuye, the copy book sent by the Crescent Hotel in Beijing."

"Well, let it go."

The servant on the side took a step back, and the body that had just turned around was twisted again.

"Ninth Master, Second Master and Second Master's wife are already at the Crescent Hotel in Beijing. I heard that they want to thank Mr. Zhang."

Xie Jiu smiled when she heard the news that the girl had recovered.

"Oh, I see."

Wait until the next person leaves.

Xie Jiu clapped his hands, washed them, and picked up the copy book on the table.

After watching it for a while, he widened his eyes in surprise, his face full of regret.

"I should have gone to the Crescent Hotel earlier. Mr. Zhang has already started talking about Changbai Mountain."

Then looking down, the thick color on his face is getting more and more.

"Changsheng, is it true that what Mr. Zhang said about Changsheng is a big thing. This Chen Yulou actually came out of Pingshan, huh, he actually killed Mr. Zhang's angry chicken."

This is also what the servant on the side said.

"Jiuye, although some of our shops have made some money, they can no longer maintain the huge expenses."

Hearing this, Xie Jiu frowned and lent the property to the second master. He had no intention that the second master would be able to pay it back.

Suddenly, his eyes turned to copying the book, and he hesitated for a moment, as if he had made a big decision.

"Call the people together."

"This."

Jiuye looked back calmly.

"It was originally a group of 0.9 tomb robbers. If I ran out of money, I would naturally borrow some from these people underground."

The subordinates on the side were sweating coldly, this Jiuye is going to go out.

......

Northeast Zhangjia.

"Pia!"

An old man smashed the blue-and-white porcelain on the bookshelf angrily, and the other people on the side were distressed.

"Changbai Mountain, Yunding Tiangong, Mr. Zhang is really good. How did he know about Changbai Mountain's Yunding Tiangong, and he described it in such detail."

"I thought that Mr. Zhang was just talking about it, but I didn't understand until now that everything Mr. Zhang said was directed at Genting Tiangong."

"What should I do? The patriarch doesn't know where he is now. The Wang family's group of puppies are indeed the same as their ancestor Wang Zanghai. How can we protect the Genting Tiangong?"

"The patriarch is not here, even if our old bones die, we will protect them."

Another Zhang family member, who looked slightly younger, said.

"It's not like that group of people can enter the Genting Heavenly Palace. The organs of the Genting Heavenly Palace cannot get in with their crooked melons."

At this time, a subordinate ran in.

"This is the latest copy of the book this time."

After hearing this, several old men hurried forward and grabbed the copybook excitedly.

After a few minutes.

The old man angrily threw the copybook to the ground.

Chapter 117: Jude Test? See you!

In the hall of Zhang's house, the people in the room were shocked when they heard the sound of a book smashing.

Behind the ears, they all looked at the oldest person in the Zhang family who was alive except for the patriarch.

"What's the matter?"

A man of the same age stood up, walked in front of the copy book, picked it up, and looked at it carefully.

Soon after, his hands began to tremble.

"This Mr. Zhang has said so much. Could it be that Mr. Zhang came out of the ultimate place of Genting?"

When this statement was exported, it was dismissed by those around him.

"Impossible, only the ancestors have been to the place where Genting Tiangong is taken out."

"However, how could Mr. Zhang know so much about Changbai Mountain? I have only heard about it from the patriarch even about Kunlun tires."

said another.

"I have an intuition. If Mr. Zhang goes on, he will sooner or later tell the things that our Zhang family has guarded in Genting Tiangong for generations."

Everyone frowned when they heard it.

"This storyteller is surrounded by some weird people. Last time we witnessed with our own eyes, some people around the Crescent Hotel disappeared for no reason."

Hearing this, the old man sitting in the second-in-command position sighed and waved his hand.

"Look again! Changbai Mountain is not accessible to anyone who wants to."

......

Crescent Hotel.

In the lobby on the first floor, everyone was attentively listening to Zhang Chen's story on the high platform.

"Wu Xie and others dug three feet in a poor and white tomb, but they didn't find anything. Just when everyone was scolding his mother, the little brother walked under a bluestone floor, stretched out two slender fingers, and smashed the surrounding bricks. The blocks were taken out, there were seven floors, and as the bricks were taken out one by one, a bronze-colored tortoise appeared in the ground!"

Immediately after.

Zhang Chen closed the fan, got up and clasped his fists, making a bow.

"Everyone, this is the end of the lecture."

"If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the breakdown next time."

After speaking, Zhang Chen smiled at everyone, turned around and walked upstairs.

There was a burst of retention from the guests under the stage.

"Mr. Zhang, how can there be a turtle buried in the ground in this tomb? It's better to leave after that."

"This stingy King Wannu is willing to make a turtle for his subordinates."

"But what does it mean to put it underground? Could it be that King Wannu is implying that the person in this tomb is a tortoise with a shrunken head?"

"Mr. Zhang really loses his appetite. It feels as uncomfortable as a cigarette addiction."

"Haha, Mr. Zhang said so much is enough, more and more brothers go to Changbai Mountain."

"I don't know if the burial mausoleum in the cave can support such a heavy weight."

"Mr. Zhang Zhang has been to Genting Tiangong for 80% of the time."

"No, the secret of the longevity of Genting Tiangong has been taken away by Mr. Zhang."

"Wo Cao, if you say this, Mr. Zhang knows the sky and the ancient tomb, and it is very likely that he is a monster who will keep his youth forever."

"Go, go, you are the monster. Just look at the people around Mr. Zhang. Miss Xuqian is still just a servant. Mr. Zhang is a monster. You dare to think about it."

"Mr. Zhang is not a monster, but he is definitely a terrifying existence with great power and deep family roots."

"I feel that being rich and rivalling a country can't necessarily describe Mr. Zhang's horror."

"It will take another three days to hear Mr. Zhang speak. What the **** is this turtle?"

"It must not be a mortal who can be in such a magical tomb."

"Brother, if you say this, will it be the same as the ghost seal in Mr. Zhang's hand!"

The man nodded, this conjecture is really possible.

"Since Mr. Zhang said this, Mr. Zhang must have some evidence in his hand."

"Maybe in a few days, what everyone sees is not a ghost soldier, but a big king!"

"Hahaha, how could someone as powerful as Mr. Zhang use something so incompetent as Wang Ba."

"Come on, old Zhao, you didn't use the turtle, a relative of Wang Ba, to supplement your body yesterday."

The person who was said was suddenly full of shame and anger, and glared at the person who exposed the shortcoming.

"Hey, you've heard of it. Several major newspapers in the capital heard that there will be a meeting, which is related to Mr. Zhang."

"Oh, the newspaper said that Mr. Zhang can still understand. What are they doing at the meeting? Are you ready to arrest Mr. Zhang and provide them with the latest news every day?"

said another.

"It's not just now, because a newspaper ran out of ink, Mr. Zhang's news was not printed in time, and more than half of its profits were lost. Then the reason for this was the director of the printing factory. In the end, the director sobered up and has The investigation is the work of another long-term rival."

"These two families are going to fight each other because of Mr. Zhang."