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

"Anyway, I can't give up the treasure of this mountain!"

After speaking, Luo Laowei turned his attention to Chen Yulou.

His eyes were full of determination.

"Brother, don't forget, there are tens of thousands of refugees in Changsheng Mountain waiting to open the warehouse to release food."

Seeing Luo Shuai so anxious, Partridge Whistle frowned.

"Everything grows and restrains each other. I moved the mountain by using the method of differentiation to move the mountain and fill the sea. It is better to give me three days, and I will definitely be able to find a way to enter the mountain."

"This..." Luo Lao frowned, "What if you can't find it!"

"I have boasted about Haikou, and this time I will definitely bring my baby back!"

However, before the partridge whistle opened.

Hua Maguai came back with the letter.

"The way to crack, I think I already have a clue."

He handed the letter in his hand to Chen Yulou.

Then said.

"I don't know if you know that there is a very powerful storyteller in the capital?"

"Mr. Zhang?!" As soon as Hua Maguai's voice fell, Hua Ling immediately exclaimed.

For Mr. Zhang, who is outstanding in appearance and wonderful in storytelling, she will keep it in her heart.

"That's right, it's that Mr. Zhang."

Hua Maguai nodded and said, "Just now, our informant came to report that someone sneaked into Mr. Zhang's room last night with a bad intention."

"But those people were frightened out by the things in Mr. Zhang's room."

"What on earth is in Mr. Zhang's room? How could it scare people out?" the old foreigner asked with a frown.

The figure suddenly appeared in his heart, killing Peng Sanbian and everyone under him with his own power.

If it is that person, it is possible to scare the intruder out.

"According to the report from the informant, in Mr. Zhang's room, there are nearly a hundred Yin soldiers and a six-winged centipede more than ten meters long."

"Six-winged centipede!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Not long ago, they experienced it for themselves.

That six-winged centipede is simply not something that ordinary people can deal with.

Before, they sent people to the tomb.

As a result, there were little centipedes everywhere.

As long as they are contaminated with those centipedes, people will immediately turn into a pool of thick water.

Without exception.

They lost a lot of manpower.

Later, they finally climbed the mountain to avoid the little centipedes.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yulou, in order to save his brother, fell off the cliff.

Just when everyone thought he was dead.

A huge six-winged centipede flew up from below and hit Chen Yulou against the cliff.

The six-winged centipede was huge and invulnerable.

If it wasn't for Luo Laowei who prepared a lot of explosives, I'm afraid that these people would never return.

But, even so, they suffered heavy casualties.

The number of people who were damaged in the hands of this big centipede was more than the number of people who were damaged in the group of centipedes below.

Now when I hear it, someone has a six-winged centipede, and all the descendants are stunned!

Especially Chen Yulou.

He was the closest to observing the six-winged centipede.

That thing is simply not something that ordinary people can tame.

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Chapter 34 Everyone goes to the capital (for flowers!)

"Is there anyone raising the six-winged centipede?" Luo Lao's crooked eyes almost popped out.

"Mr. Zhang actually has such a skill!" Hua Ling exclaimed.

Different from Chen Yulou and Luo Laowei, the three brothers and sisters who moved from the mountains had met Zhang Chen.

They know that Zhang Chen has some skills, and he has a very powerful subordinate.

But the six-winged centipede is no ordinary thing.

In Pingshan, they really had a fight with the six-winged centipede.

The six-winged centipede's back armor is hard, and even a gun hit it won't do much.

"This storyteller is also a strange person." Chen Yulou pushed his glasses and thought for a while and said, "If that's the case, let's go to the capital to have a look, and by the way, ask about the solution to the six-winged centipede."

"Brother, I think this matter is a long-term discussion. Our Xiangxi is not close to the capital."

"It's not just us who are staring at Pingshan baby now, we're just afraid if we don't do it now..."

Luo Laowai was a little reluctant to go around the capital.

After all, time is money these days.

If you miss this time, maybe the baby will be taken away by someone else.

"Luo Shuai, what are you afraid of?"

Hua Maguai looked at Luo Laowei and said, "Now, we can't enter Pingshan even if we get together in Xieling and moving mountains, what else do other people have the ability to enter?"

"Even if they come, it won't help."

Luo Laoyi's eyes flashed, and finally he turned his attention to Chen Yulou.

"Brother, what do you say?"

"Let's go to the storyteller like this, doesn't that mean we are not as good as the storyteller?"

"It's nothing to me, Luo Laojiao, I'm a rotten person, but you are different, you are the head of Xieling! If this matter gets out..."

Chen Yulou's expression changed.

But before he could say anything, the partridge had already noticed Chen Yulou's hesitation.

He hurriedly said, "That Mr. Zhang is indeed a strange person. If he can help him, I'm afraid that going to Pingshan Mountain to retrieve treasures is like looking into a bag to retrieve things."

Hearing what the partridge whistle said, Chen Yulou fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "Let's go to the capital. I want to see how many brushes this Mr. Zhang has."

…

Sand City, the mansion of the guards.

Master Zhang Dafo was holding an urgent report from his adjutant from the capital.

The more he read this urgent report, the more frightened he felt.

Hundreds of Yin soldiers, tens of meters of six-winged centipede.

These things, even he has never seen before, this dust fruit is really getting more and more difficult to understand.

If he has such power in his hand, why is he not the opponent of those intruders?

It seems that this Mr. Zhang must find a way to make good friends.

However, at this time, a small officer suddenly rushed in at a trot.

"Father is not good."

There was anxiety in his eyes.

"Oh? What happened?"

Zhang Qishan put down the emergency report in his hand and looked up at the officer.

"There was an accident in Dartziling, and many blood corpses appeared in Dartziling, and their destructive power was great."

"What?" Zhang Qishan was shocked: "What the **** is going on?"

He also heard about the blood corpse tomb in Darziling, and he also read the content of the blood corpse tomb.

It is true that there are blood corpses among them, but how can there be so many blood corpses?

"Go, go and see!"

…

In the capital, there are major bookstores and newspaper offices.

They all told their subordinates to quickly print yesterday's news.

"Hurry up and print it, I will know that if you keep an eye on Zhang Chen, there will be no shortage of big news."

These people are gearing up.

Although I don't know who was scared and fled last night.

But things that scare those people are rare.

Yin soldier! Six-winged centipede!

Who has seen this thing?

I'm afraid those people who often go to the tomb have never seen it!

The news is sent out today, I'm afraid it will attract countless people.

This piece of dust is indeed a cash cow that he is optimistic about!

…

In the north, among the snow-capped mountains, a small building with a simple style stands in the wind and snow.

There were two people sitting in the hall.

One of them was holding a book and reading it with gusto.

The other was worried.

"Brother, don't watch it, you've watched it three times."

"The person in that book is definitely the head of our family. This storyteller must know the head of the family."

"Our biggest thing now is to bring the patriarch back."

The person who had been reading the book finally put the book down, sighed softly and said.

"Second, you are too impetuous."

"This storyteller does have some skills, and the people in his book are very likely to be really patriarchs."

"But the patriarch's whereabouts are always mysterious. Even if we really go to him, we may not be able to find the patriarch."

"knock knock"

"Elder, this is the latest stolen pen."

A young man handed over a book respectfully and left.

The elder opened the new stolen pen and looked at the contents.

The more you look at him, the bigger the eyes are.

At last his hands began to tremble.