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

Zhang Xuqian stepped forward and filled a cup of tea.

Zhang Chen picked it up and moistened his lips.

"This monster is so big in the world, there is a fox spirit that **** people's yang, this is not fake."

Shocked below.

"Sucking Yang marrow, why is this so scary."

"My God, this is so amazing, is there still a fox spirit to talk about now?"

"I can't believe it."

"What Mr. Zhang said must be real. Don't doubt it."

"If what Mr. Zhang said is true, I won't dare to go to the grave in the future. Tek is afraid. I have no descendants!"

"Hahaha, my brother is taking advantage of the days when he can't go to the tomb to say fasting and fasting to make some sacrifices for my dragon country... 0"

Seeing the lively discussion, Zhang Chen continued.

"This is not a beautiful woman like the fox spirit in the legend, and this is still a man."

Every sentence is a classic, before saying a word, there is an uproar below.

"Fuck, this is so **** evil, I've heard that beautiful female goblins **** human yang essence to improve their cultivation, but I have never heard of such perverted male monsters that can also **** people yang. Marrow, it just doesn't conform to common sense."

"What can you know at your level, maybe that monster has a hobby for saving money."

Everyone understood this look.

Zhang Chen's stomach is full of bitterness, these people are so relatable, and they are sorry for their lovely brains if they don't issue a fantasy certificate.

"This monster lives in an ancient tomb in western Hunan."

"That tomb is a very high-profile purple-gold coffin, and the corpse wrapped in golden nanmu is immortal for thousands of years."

"And in this ancient tomb is a general of the Yuan Dynasty. He also has an alias called Xiangxi Corpse King!"

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"The corpse king, it's not easy to mess with the word king."

"Damn you, Wang Ba even brought the word "wang" and didn't see you eat less."

The man was immediately flushed.

"This corpse king can **** people's yang marrow, and it's already dead, what's the use of sucking people's yang marrow?"

"You have to ask Mr. Zhang."

Then everyone calmed down and continued to look at Mr. Zhang on the high platform.

Zhang Chen continued.

"This Xiangxi Corpse King can make himself young by inhaling Yang marrow, and maybe he will become a living and fleshy person in the end."

"It is said that this Xiangxi Corpse King will turn ruddy every time he takes a mouthful of human energy. It would be good if he met his mother's corpse king. Before he died, he could experience the beauty of a thousand-year-old corpse king. The corpse king, then just close your eyes and ask your ancestors to bless you."

People below asked questions.

"Mr. Zhang, what should I do if I meet the Corpse King?"

Zhang Chen thought about it for a while, this Xiangxi Corpse King is not an ordinary Corpse King, and the black donkey's hoof is useless. 0.9

"Then rely on everyone's unique skills to make this disappointment head in a different place. If the corpse king's head is in a different place, his body will turn into a pool of black water, and then it will turn into a poisonous fog."

"This poisonous fog, also known as the mausoleum miasma, the poisoned person will die immediately, and there is no way to save it."

Pringles all around visibly trembled.

"This reading is completely unkillable and unplayable, so what should I do?"

"I have already imagined how I would behave when I met this Xiangxi Corpse King."

"I'm sorry for the knowledge Mr. Zhang told you if you don't die directly."

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Box on the second floor.

The old man's face tightened.

"Third Master Zhang, isn't that what Yulou said about acquiring the ancient tomb?"

Zhang San Lianzi said lightly: "It is possible, it depends on the news from the Yulou boy."

"The Xiangxi Corpse King that Mr. Zhang said is so powerful. I have also been to Pingshan Mountain, which is a corpse breeding ground. It is very likely that there will be a Corpse King in it."

As soon as these words came out, a cold sweat appeared on Lao Baotou's forehead. Although he only asked about world affairs and Xieling's affairs, Yulou was still his child, so how could he not care.

Zhang San Lianzi comforted: "It's alright, with Mr. Zhang here, we will be able to turn bad luck into good luck."

Chapter 107 The black giant snake in Mr. Zhang's mouth!

Just at this time.

A subordinate walked in.

"Old head, head head came back last night, safe and sound."

The tense body of the old man suddenly loosened.

"I always write my head for you at this time."

The old man took over the bamboo pipe in his hand, which was specially used for communication.

Unscrew the lid, and there are a few sheets of paper lying quietly inside.

"Huh? What is this?"

The servant next to him replied.

"This is the trip to Pingshan, written for you by the headmaster, so that the headmaster can feel at ease."

listen to this.

Zhang Sanlian, who was on the side, was also interested.

Lao opened his head to open the paper and looked at it, the surprise on his face became more and more intense.

"Master Zhang, take a look."

The old man hurriedly gave Zhang San a chain after reading it.

Zhang Sanlianzi's expression became much duller after reading it.

"So, Yulou and the others really met the Corpse King?"

"Looking at this partridge whistle eating the guts of the centipede and fighting against the Xiangxi Corpse King, I was really frightened. The child of Yulou has a lot of luck, and every time he can save himself from danger."

Mr. Zhang, who was always looking at the hall on the first floor, was full of gratitude.

"If it weren't for this angry chicken, the centipede couldn't beat it, how could there be a series of things behind?"

"Later on behalf of Yulou, thank Mr. Zhang."

At this time, a subordinate on the side interrupted Liang Wei's conversation.

"Old boss Zhang Sanye, the boss has already set off for the capital. I came some time in advance. It is estimated that the boss has already arrived in the capital now."

It's okay not to say that, but when he said it, he was a little confused.

The old man tilted his head.

"Third Master Zhang, you said that the Yulou just came back from Pingshan 30, why did it go straight to the capital? Now it's almost there. It's a night-time rush."

Zhang Sanchain looked at the paper.

"Yulou didn't mention Mr. Zhang's urgency in the above. I guess he didn't dare to come to the capital to return Mr. Zhang's angry chicken for a moment."

Say so.

Everyone in the box was enlightened.

The messenger wanted to say something else.

At this time, Zhang Chen, who was sitting on the table, opened his mouth, and both Laotou and Zhang Sanzian reached out to stop the messenger from talking later.

The other box on the second floor was empty.

Zhang Dafo and others did not come.

But in another box, a familiar person appeared.

Huo Sanniang was straight, but her face was a little ugly.

"Master, otherwise, let's go back."

Huo Sanniang said coldly.

"No need."

"I didn't expect Jude Kao to be really powerful. Yesterday, he dared to rob Lord Zhang. I don't know what this person thought."

The subordinate beside him laughed.

"Patriarch, I'm afraid Master Zhang has to thank you for this. Feed him to block Jude Kao's attack, and their pressure is much less."

Just finished.

Huo Sanniang glared at him.

The subordinates suddenly remembered that there were Ting slaves around, so scared that they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept slapping their ears.

Huo Sanniang waved her hand in annoyance, and the subordinate hurriedly pushed it away.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to grab a wave of Jude's test yesterday, but he met Jude test halfway and was about to attack Zhang Dafo and others. She had no choice but to order her dead servant to come forward to block it.

"I hope Master Zhang will not misunderstand!"

Although the three of Zhang Dafo almost lost their family wealth that day, their power should not be underestimated.

"Who is Mr. Zhang so holy, and he can't find anyone who has anything to do with him."

"I don't know if there are maps of other ancient tombs in this hand."

There was a hint of thought in her eyes.

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third floor.

Yin Xinyue looked at Zhang Chen on the first floor affectionately, and there was a trace of jealousy in her eyes.

"Father, I also want to accompany Mr. Zhang to tell a story."

Boss Yin stared at Zhang Chen and said with a smile.

"Xinyue, that's what a maid should do. In the future, you will be the mistress. The more I look at Mr. Zhang now, the more pleasing to the eye!"

"By the way, how is the construction of the other courtyard in the back?"

Yin Xinyue just remembered.

"I'm going to oversee the work."

Boss Yin reminded.

"Xinyue, remember to complete it with quality and quantity. You don't have to worry about money. Mr. Zhang has a lot of money, so you can spend it as you like."

Yin Xinyue gave her father an angry look.

Mr. Zhang's other courtyard, I can't care about it, what's more, I want to be the owner of this other courtyard in the future. I have to be careful, thinking about it, Yin Xinyue went to the other courtyard at the back.

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground.

Some dilapidated houses in the capital have been demolished, and the other courtyard built for Zhang Chen is also an ancient courtyard, which is also strongly requested by Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen's reason is very simple. Mr. Shu has to think in a relaxed and natural environment. A century-old ginkgo in the middle of the yard is prosperous.

Yin Xinyue blushed when she thought about being able to chat with Zhang Chen about life under this ginkgo tree later.

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