MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 171

And open it carefully.

It looks like a holy decree.

But when he opened it.

Inside was a piece of black-gold cloth with red lines on it.

The pattern above is boxy.

Zhang Chen seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"This is it, sir?"

"Map of the First Emperor's Mausoleum."

"This is something that is guarded by my era."

Map of the First Emperor's Mausoleum?

Zhang Chentian was stunned for a moment.

"then you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old **** said.

"I am the last member of the Tomb Protector Clan. To be precise, we are not a family. Every generation finds one person and voluntarily gives up Tiangen."

"Mr.'s current strength can be understood. Holding this big secret in his hand, the family feud is the most complicated, and it will leak out if you are not careful, so I, the tomb protector, are a group of old eunuchs lingering."

"I don't dislike it when I see Mr. today, I will give it to Mr. with the map.".

Chapter 174 Zhang Chen, do you want my birthday?

After the old **** finished speaking, he got up and left.

Zhang Chen suddenly said.

"Sir, just now?"

"Just now? You're talking about that woman, right?"

"Haha, destiny is so..."

Suddenly the sound stopped abruptly.

Zhang Chen's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward.

Zhang Chen only saw that the drooping eyelids of the old **** in front of him seemed to be unable to open again.

The slight ups and downs in the chest are gone.

died.

The old **** is dead!

Zhang Chen looked puzzled.

This other courtyard does not say other things, just this dragon energy, the middle has been filled with fog.

It should have been to prolong life, why is it like this now?

Instead of prolonging his life, he simply died.

At this time, the corpse tree opened his mouth.

"He had already arrived at this moment, and it is normal to die."

Zhang Chen thought for a while and his face darkened.

Immediately yelled.

"Damn, I knew I wasn't so kind!"

The identity of the tomb guards that the old **** said just now was voluntarily cut off.

I was actually disgusted by this old **** and put it together.

Really often walk by the river, how can there not be wet shoes.

But that's downright shameful.

But the old eunuch's shallow expression towards Zhang Xu made him feel very puzzled.

It seemed that the old **** had seen Zhang Xuqian before.

Zhang Chen's expression froze.

Since the system rewarded forbidden women.

Not only myself, but others too.

The temperament revealed by this forbidden woman is obviously not an ordinary woman.

never mind.

forget about it.

Instead, I have to deal with the 473 old eunuch.

Grandma's, the **** died in his own home, is he trying to curse himself without a queen?

Indeed sinister.

Hehe, but he is good at Feng Shui anyway, can this thing stumped him?

joke.

"Bury this old guy in the backyard, a little deeper, 100 meters."

Shaking God.

The old **** had disappeared before his eyes.

......

Crescent Hotel.

in the hall.

The crowd had already turned into a pot of porridge.

"This old **** has been in for three or four hours, not ready to come out?"

"Maybe they are having a good time with Mr. Zhang."

"Shit, what else does this **** have other than money?"

"You are really looking for excitement under the knife. Don't you remember that Mr. Zhang killed those three people just now?"

As soon as this person said that, he shivered just now.

Chill everywhere.

"But this old **** doesn't look like a tomb robber. How could he chat with Mr. Zhang for so long?"

"That's right, incredible. Could it be that Mr. Zhang likes to deal with eunuchs?"

"Fuck you, this is what Mr. Zhang heard. You don't know how you died."

"Why didn't you see Miss Xu Qian today?"

"Also, I haven't seen the figure of the six-winged centipede."

"Strange, is it possible that Mr. Zhang put it out to play today?"

At this moment, someone in the hall shouted loudly.

"Look, it's Miss New Moon, she doesn't look very good."

"The old man hasn't come back yet, and this Miss New Moon (daaj) is back. Could it be that Mr. Zhang bullied Miss New Moon?"

"Come on, Mr. Zhang wouldn't do such a thing, do you need it, you don't need it."

"Have you heard that the capital has been very lively recently."

"That's right, many foreign businessmen have come here because they want to see Mr. Zhang's true face."

At this time, someone spoke disdainfully.

"The foreigners you mentioned are going to subscribe to newspapers."

"Subscribe to the newspaper?"

"Could it be Mr. Zhang's newspaper?"

said the man.

"Sui, it seems that there are 10 million copies of each issue of the newspaper. It's just a lot of money."

"I don't think so, Mr. Zhang has to think about how these people have to share, and earn money outside with Mr. Zhang's reputation all day long. Look at the bosses of the newspaper offices, after Mr. Zhang appeared, they were eating fat. Big ears."

......

third floor.

Inside the box.

"What? What news?"

"Boss, the major newspapers in the capital are hosting various foreign businessmen, and the number of newspapers sold has tripled every day."

double!

Boss Yin stood up in shock when he heard this.

"Twice the daily profit, I'm afraid I have to double it."

While talking, he took the abacus and calculated.

"No, take people to the major newspapers immediately, this news also slipped out of my music restaurant, how could I let them eat free food, just say this is what Mr. Zhang said, if anyone dares not to listen, then it will not be published in the future. Any information related to Mr. Zhang."

The man next to him trembled inwardly.

This trick is so cruel.

My boss is going to share with the major newspapers.

Sure enough, it covered the thighs.

You can do whatever you want.

"By the way, let's talk about the general profit, let alone Mr. Zhang."

"Here, boss, if you don't say what Mr. Zhang said, wouldn't it be shocking?"

"Shocking power? Hehe, just want them to guess and fish in troubled waters, so they don't dare to mess around."

Boss Yin's face is confident, he has learned this for a long time in the business world.

It must be able to squeeze those people to death.

......

Second floor.

Inside the box.

Just as Zhang Dafo was about to get up, a person walked into the box.

It was Er Yuehong's apprentice.

"Buddha, eighth master, where is my master?"

Chen Pi glanced around, and looked around with a pair of wolf eyes, but did not find the figure of Er Yuehong.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with your master? It's the same as I said."

Chen Pi hesitated for a moment, and walked to the last Buddha.

Lord Zhang Dafa crossed Erlang's legs.

The jasper wrench in his hand kept turning.

"Buddha, a person from a small island country just came to the capital. It seems that he is here for revenge."