Tomb Raider: Storytelling Steals Pens, Nine Gates Are Confused

A tea house next to the Crescent Hotel, Foye looked at the opposite Crescent Hotel with a bit of vigilance.

"Father, what happened?"

Er Yuehong looked at the vigilant Zhang Chen with some surprise.

It was the first time he had seen Buddha look so fearful.

Before Ba Ye was tied up, Buddha single-handedly went in and rescued Ba Ye. At that time, even a pair of Buddhas never frowned.

But now...

"That Mr. Zhang is definitely not ordinary. I doubt he has practiced any special kung fu."

"Is this true?" The second master was also surprised.

In the past few days, they have not been idle, and they have asked a lot about Zhang Chen.

Judging from the information they found out, this Mr. Zhang is a Mr. Pianpian, not a person who knows martial arts at all.

Buddha nodded: "Also, there is a strange centipede beside him."

"Because of my blood, most poisonous insects are afraid of me, but that centipede is not afraid of me."

"If Mr. Zhang hadn't stretched out his hand to hold down the centipede just now, I'm afraid the centipede would attack me."

"It seems that Mr. Zhang is really not an ordinary person." Er Yuehong sighed.

Buddha looked at him and asked, "Have you found Madam's medicine?"

Er Yuehong shook her head: "I have checked all the rooms, but I couldn't find them. It seems that this time I can only get them through auction."

Buddha nodded: "Let's go, the auction will start soon."

……

The night was getting darker, and the moonlight was fading, covering the entire capital city in darkness.

The entire city street was empty, only the Crescent Hotel in the middle of the capital was full of people.

A group of people hurriedly approached the Crescent Hotel.

"Finally caught up." The leader stretched out his hand to push his glasses, and said with a bit of gratitude.

"Ba Ye, if you want me to tell you, don't mess with me."

The adjutant who was following Baye Qi looked at Baye Qi helplessly.

"Your ability, fortune-telling is good enough to deceive people, we may fight later."

"What is fortune-telling deceiving!" Qi Baye took a step back and stared at the adjutant dissatisfied.

"Let me tell you, life is in destiny."

"Before going out this time, I did a fortune-telling, and the fortune-telling shows that there is an expert here."

"Besides, whether the second master's wife can survive depends entirely on this expert."

The adjutant grinned and said: "Since that's the case, the second master's wife will be fine, so don't meddle in it."

"You know nothing." Qi Baye cursed secretly, and then said: "Do you think people will tell you the solution for nothing?"

"Hurry up and find a way to take me in!" Qi Baye said dissatisfied.

……

To say that Qi Tiezuo really has some skills.

Just relying on fortune-telling, he found the room where Zhang Chen was.

"Sir, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience." Qi Tiezui had a smile on his face.

"Sir, I heard that there are many stories about your storytelling. I don't know where the inspiration for the books you talked about came from?"

Zhang Chen looked at Qi Tiezui in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This person in front of him is not simple.

In Uncle San's works, he is considered a legend.

He is good at divination and is very accurate.

He stole the fifth master's dog, touched the sixth master's knife and lived well, and even let the Buddha sacrifice his life to save him.

"If you have anything to do with Eighth Master, you might as well just tell me." It was late at this time, and Zhang Chen didn't bother to play charades with him.

Going around in circles with a fortune teller who is full of trains is really exhausting.

"Haha, then I'll just say it straight." Qi Tiezui paused slightly and asked, "I don't know what the "Stealing the Pen" that Mr. Zhang said has anything to do with our Nine Gates."

Zhang Chen restrained his expression slightly: "Why does Ba Ye ask such a question?"

"The little brother mentioned in your book has a unicorn tattoo on his body and knows the ability to dig holes with two fingers. This ability is almost like the Buddha's own family."

"And Wu Sansheng in the book has the same name as Gou Wu's youngest son."

"Wu Sanxing, Ruchu's awkward name, it's not easy to bump into it."

"I have nothing to do with Jiumen."

"Then "Stolen Pen"..."

"It's just a story. As for how the story came about, I'm sorry to tell you."

Zhang Chen neither affirmed nor denied the relationship between "Stealing the Pen" and the Nine Gates.

Qi Tiezui rolled his eyeballs a little, and immediately understood what Zhang Chen meant, and asked instead without continuing.

"I heard that among the items auctioned by the New Moon Hotel this time, there is an elixir called Deer Live Grass. This medicine can life and death human flesh and bones."

"You see, our trip may achieve our goal?"

Zhang Chen understood that the purpose of their trip was to obtain live deer grass so as to save Er Yuehong's wife.

In the original book, it was precisely because of this that Buddha pretended to be Peng Sanbian and sneaked into the Crescent Hotel, which caused Yin Xinyue to have a secret love for him.

But now it is different from the book.

Not to mention that girl Yin Xinyue is attached to him, Yin Xinyue will not force Buddha to take her away, because it has been several days, and Yin Xinyue has never paid attention to Master Zhang.

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Chapter No.17 The Death of Peng Sanbian (Seek evaluation votes!)

Zhang Chen sighed softly and said, "One life for one problem."

Qi Tiezui is a legendary figure of a generation, and his calculations are particularly effective.

Such a person, it is cost-effective to make a deal with him.

However, before Qi Tiezui could say anything, a voice came from outside the door.

"As long as Mr. Zhang is willing to solve my doubts for us, the life of my whole family will be paid to you."

The door was pushed open, and two people walked in from outside.

These two people are none other than Buddha and his adjutant.

"Since the Buddha is so forthright, I don't need to be bothered. For Mrs. Second Master, deer living grass can only continue to live, but not survive."

As soon as he said this, the expressions of both Buddha and Qi Tiezui changed.

At that time, the second master took his wife to see a doctor, and the doctor said that his wife needed deer live grass as medicine for her illness.

I heard that the Crescent Hotel has live deer grass, but they are going to spend all their property to get the live deer grass.

But now Zhang Chen told them that deer grass was useless?

"Madam Erye was already weak, and she was infected with the virus."

"So deer grass can only delay her life, and it is impossible to completely cure it."

"Virus?" Ba Ye and Fo Ye were both shocked.

How is this possible? Why didn't they hear Er Ye say it before? !

and also!

How did Zhang Chen know things that none of them knew?

Could it be that his information network has reached the point of knowing everything?

"How is this possible?!" Qi Tiezui said in amazement: "Second Lord's wife always stays out of the door, so how could she be infected with some kind of virus?"

On the contrary, Buddha fell into silence.

After a while, he asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you know how to solve this virus?"

Hearing Zhang Chen talk about the virus, he immediately thought of writing pictures at the end of the road.

"God already has a plan in mind, doesn't he?"

Lord Buddha was silent. After a while, he bowed to Zhang Chen and saluted.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your guidance."

"There are a lot of disturbances today. If Mr. Zhang is in trouble in the future, Zhang will definitely help him with all his strength."

Zhang Chen nodded.

The promise of a future founding father still carries some weight.

……

In the dark night, several black figures crouched outside the Crescent Hotel.

These people are none other than Peng Sanbian and his men.

Peng Sanbian was waiting for the most suitable moment, prepared to kill with one blow, and then retreated completely.

In 15 minutes, the auction of the Crescent Hotel will start.

At that time, everyone's attention will be attracted by the auction. At that time, it will be the best time for him to kill Zhang Chen.

"Master, it should be this room."

Peng Sanbian narrowed his eyes, and looked at the window of Zhang Chen's room with a ferocious smile.

Robbing his woman, ostracizing him in public, this Zhang Chen must die!

After his death, Yin Xinyue will be her own!

The more Peng Sanbian thought about it, the more beautiful he became, he just felt that his whole body was going to float.

……

But what Peng Sanbian didn't notice was that there was an extra figure quietly appearing in the darkness.

This figure was wearing extremely old clothes, and his long hair half-hid his face. He stood there motionless, not even a slight heaving of his chest, like a dead body.

This person is none other than Feng Shigu, the attendant Zhang Chen had just acquired.

Feng Shigu can no longer be regarded as a real living person, without breath or breath.

He just stood upright behind Peng Sanbian and others, Peng Sanbian and others failed to find him.

……

"Brother! Peng Sanbian and the others seem to be targeting Mr. Zhang. Shall we help?" Hua Ling stuffed the medicinal herbs that were drying on the roof into the medicinal building, and asked the partridge whistle in a low voice.

Partridge Whistle looked at Peng Sanbian below, showing a meaningful expression.

Zhang Chen was mysterious and unpredictable, even he couldn't see his depth.

Just in time, I can take this opportunity to see Zhang Chen's true strength.

"Brother, those people are going in, are we really not going to take action?" Hua Ling asked nervously.

"Peng San can't hurt Mr. Zhang with his whip."

The partridge whistle said with great certainty.

"Also, even if Mr. Zhang is really in danger, the old foreigner will take action." Partridge Whistle pointed in the direction of the teahouse opposite them.

The window of the teahouse was wide open, and the old foreigner stood behind the window, holding a longbow and aiming at Peng Sanbian's heart.