MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 138

"Boss, there is no news from our people for the time being."

There was silence in the box.

Long silence.

Jude Kao said.

"Send another team, go to meet, continue to explore, longevity, I must.".

Chapter 145 It turned out to be a black-hearted turtle!

Jude Kao was only slightly angry, and then regained his composure.

If you want to get something, how can you do it without giving something? He has money, but some people lack it.

"Longguo's old sayings are really interesting, hehe, money can make ghosts run the mill."

A mysterious smile appeared on Jude Kao's face.

......

Opposite box.

The old man's body, which had been relaxed, suddenly became tense.

next moment.

Zhang Sanchain stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder.

"It's alright, Yulou is a child who has received Mr. Zhang's favor. As the saying goes, once the favor is received, there will be a hundred causes and effects. With this kind of good relationship between Mr. Zhang, nothing will happen to Yulou."

The old man sat down again dubiously, and his face flushed red because of the reverse flow of blood qi just now.

The whole person seems to be a lot older.

"I hope so, Mr. Zhang, tell me seriously, is Yulou really all right?"

Zhang Sanlian smiled.

"fine!"

Hearing Zhang San Lianzi's unequivocal voice, he felt a lot of peace of mind.

"Is this magnetic turtle really so scary?"

"The horror may be much more than that."

The old head listened to Zhang Sanlianzi's description, took a deep breath, and immediately said to the person behind him.

"Go to Changbai Mountain immediately and look for the head of the head. After finding it, remember not to enter the ice dome."

That's all he can do.

"Hey, if it weren't for this old bone, I really want to go to Changbai Mountain to see what this magnetic turtle looks like."

Zhang Sanlian frowned after hearing this, and automatically ignored the old man's words.

"Master Zhang?"

Zhang San Lianzi was brought back to his senses by this sentence.

"Old man, this old man can't see through at this time."

"How to say it?"

Zhang Sanlian continued.

"Previously, we guessed that what this gentleman's book said was about his burial, but now it seems that it is not easy to say about this burial."

"Mr. Zhang said in the book that this magnetic turtle was burned. According to our previous calculations, Mr. Zhang's identity is very likely to be this Qi Ling, then the role of this magnetic turtle has disappeared. Why is the Changbai Mountain accompanying tomb still subject to The influence of the magnetic turtle?"

After thinking about it carefully, it is indeed true.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhang has never been to this Genting Heavenly Palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately dismissed this idea of ​​his own.

"Impossible, it's impossible to be so familiar with the contents of the tomb if you haven't been there. Only the person who built the tomb can be familiar with the tomb, but in general tombs of this kind, the person who built the tomb will be executed in the tomb. It will leave some clues to the outside world.”

Zhang Sanxian nodded, he did agree with this statement.

There should not be a detailed map of Genting Tiangong, otherwise it would have been known by everyone.

"Then why Mr. Zhang didn't go to the tomb, just wait until the agency knows everything?"

"It's getting more and more mysterious."

Zhang Sanlian thought for a while, but he really couldn't figure it out.

"For whatever reason, Mr. Zhang seems to have no intention of interfering in the tomb."

"That makes sense. However, this magnetic turtle is also a magical thing, why does Mr. Zhang look uninterested."

The old man said suddenly again.

"Master Zhang, do you have anything valuable in your hands?"

"?"

Zhang Sanxian looked at him suspiciously.

The old man laughed.

"After the story is over, go to Mr. Zhang and ask about the situation of Yulou. Didn't you say that Mr. Zhang is a fortune teller."

Zhang Sanlian was not annoyed. In contrast, he also believed that Mr. Zhang's divination skills must be stronger than his.

......

Lobby.

What just happened has been deeply rooted in people's minds.

Everyone also consciously shut their mouths and stopped discussing this matter.

Especially seeing Mr. Zhang's smile re-raised on the stage, everyone's heart suddenly panicked.

At this time.

Zhang Chen got up and walked to the front of the stage.

said lightly.

"Let's pick up the book."

Just as he spoke, everyone in the audience quickly sat up and listened intently.

Zhang Chen continued.

"After Wu Xie and the others burned the tortoise, their irritable mood weakened significantly. Everyone agreed to quit this tomb."

"Sudden!"

Zhang Chen suddenly let out a light drink, and everyone jumped.

Immediately after.

"Suddenly there was a sound of karakara from the quiet corridor of the tomb. It was very harsh, and everyone hurriedly looked back. It didn't matter if they looked, there was nothing behind them."

"But the piercing voice kept ringing from behind. Everyone listened carefully, and the voice turned out to be the sound from the magnetic turtle pit just now."

"This Fatty Wang is not ambiguous at all when he encounters danger. He waved his military shovel and walked up. When everyone saw it, they all stepped forward and stuck their heads out to look over."

"See you!"

"The magnetic tortoise at the bottom of the pit actually cracked, and there are several cracks in the face pattern on the body."

"A strange black gas floated out from these cracks at a very fast speed. As soon as it left the tortoise's body, the black gas expanded rapidly."

"Looking at this time, this black gas is like a soft creature, and it looks creepy."

"Then, this black gas rose into the air, and it even formed a pattern with the darkness on the top of the tomb. This pattern is the black totem outside the hall."

"At this time, the fat man screamed in horror: 'Changshengtian, this turned out to be Changshengtian!', Monk Hua's face changed dramatically, and he scolded softly: 'Don't scare me, motherfucker, this is his grandmother's scorched tortoise. Yeah, the black smoke coming out of the shell, it's a big fuss.'"

"At this moment, the stuffy oil bottle snorted softly, and his eyes kept looking at the pattern formed by the black smoke. Everyone around was quiet."

"At this time, the big guy not only heard the sound of the turtle's shell cracking, but also heard a subtle 'sparse' sound. The black smoke became denser and denser, and the sound became louder and louder. Unusually harsh in this narrow space."

"..."

Zhang Chen stopped to rest for a while.

The crowd exclaimed again.

"Brother, can you not be surprised, the atmosphere that Mr. Zhang finally created has been destroyed by you!"

"Wocao, you can't blame me. What Mr. Zhang said is really weird. Have you ever seen something like this?"

The man shook his head.

"Damn your mother, I haven't seen it before. What are you yelling about here? Mr. Zhang has already raised my little heart just now."

"Stop arguing, what the **** is this black thing? Could it be poisonous smoke?"

"Poison smoke? It shouldn't be possible, right? Poison smoke can consciously form a picture?"

"That's right, it shouldn't be possible to consciously form this poisonous smoke, not to mention that if it is really poisonous smoke, who can build such a mausoleum, is there a hole in the head? It's also black poisonous smoke."

"The person who Mr. Zhang said is really itching in his heart. He always feels that this black smoke is a big terror."

"Nonsense, I almost urinated with fright just now."

"Could that be another monster?"

The other sneered and waved his hand vigorously.

"Impossible, Mr. Zhang just said that this tortoise was burnt red and red. How could there be creatures in it to survive under high temperature? This is unscientific."

"Hehe, a tomb robber, you are talking about science here, aren't you afraid that your ancestor's coffin board won't hold back?"

This head of the school, suddenly stopped talking, this touches the words of the ancestors, can't just talk nonsense.

"I feel that what Mr. Zhang said next must be a big deal."

"Nonsense, which one of Mr. Zhang's words is not a big deal?"

......

Box on the second floor.

Master Zhang turned his head to look at Qi Tiezui.

"Have you seen this black smoke?"

Qi Tiezui's head shook like a rattle.

"No, I haven't heard anyone from Ping Sanmen say that there is black smoke inside this tomb, and that zongzi is not just black smoke when it exhales."

"I thought this magnetic turtle was already the biggest monster in this tomb. I didn't expect that there was something in this magnetic turtle, but the temperature is so high, this thing should not be a living thing."

................

Lord Zhang Dafa nodded, definitely not a living creature, and then looked at the girl and the second master.

Then turned around and asked.

"Could it be a virus?"

Virus?

Hearing these two words, several people's eyes unconsciously turned to Zhang Chen on the stage.

Zhang Chen told them these two words.

The virus is really scary, and several people shudder.

Another box.

Wu Laogou suddenly let out a long breath.

"Mr. Zhang finally said it, otherwise if someone burns this magnetic turtle, it will kill a large number of people."

The man on the side also wiped the sweat from his forehead.