Chapter 130

【They all say Chen Pi Fourth Master has great skills; has anyone thought about how he practiced them?】

【That nine-claw hook was for catching crabs; he wasn't practicing kung fu, he was surviving! If he didn't catch crabs, he wouldn't have food! And that pineapple knife he stabbed into people's ears—wasn't it the same?】

【Chen Pi A-Si's weapons were all tools for the bottom-dwellers to fill their stomachs, and in the end, he used them to kill people; who can you blame?】

【Sigh, I heard Chen Pi Fourth Master is still alive; I wonder what state the old man is in now—can he still go into tombs?】

【He could hang upside down to enter the Mirror Palace in his sixties; I imagine in his nineties, his body must be very sturdy, right? I am a professional folk archaeologist; if I had the chance to see Chen Pi Old Master raid a tomb with my own eyes, that would truly be a blessing of three lifetimes!!】

Zhang Lin couldn't help but click his tongue as he read.

Sure enough, in this world, there are people who like every kind of person!

Chen Pi A-Si was a great villain who killed like he was mowing grass, yet there were still people who liked him and made excuses for his behavior.

However, Zhang Lin had to admit that some of what these people said made sense.

There are too many factors that influence a person's growth.

From Chen Pi's pity for Chun Shen, killing Pao Tou for a hundred coins, and slaughtering the Huang Kui, it can be seen that human nature is inherently good in Chen Pi.

But in order to survive, he magnified his evil infinitely!

Only in this way could he make others fear him, make people call him Chen Pi Fourth Master, Fourth Grandfather, instead of the beggar from the ruined temple back then!

Chen Pi was a character Zhang Lin liked very much, but only within the story.

Because this person was very complex and had a strong narrative quality.

Whether it was when he was young, or when he mixed in Old Changsha and became the Laojiu Sect.

Or when he was defeated and fled to the two Guang provinces, setting up a team in Southeast Guizhou to continue tomb raiding.

This person's life was extremely legendary, and the key was that he was a living legend!

Now Chen Pi A-Si was auctioning the Snake-Eyed Copper Fish at the Xinyue Hotel; he was planning to return to the underworld.

Zhang Lin's goal was to make this old man's tomb-raiding career a bit more colorful.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lin packed his things, preparing to go to work at Sancui Garden.

Just as he stepped out of the residential area gate, he saw a Rolls-Royce parked there, and the license plate was also very domineering.

Zhang Lin only took one look before withdrawing his gaze.

Unexpectedly, a driver wearing white gloves and a suit got out of the car and walked quickly to Zhang Lin.

"Mr. Zhang, the Young Lady asked us to take you to work."

Zhang Lin tilted his head and took a look, knowing it was likely someone from Yin Nanfeng.

The Yin family, starting from Yin Xinyue, had always been this high-profile!

Zhang Lin said directly: "Doesn't your Young Lady know that Qianmen Street is a pedestrian street?"

"If I take your car in, I'll have to get out in front of everyone and walk across the street to work."

"It's really not as convenient as taking the subway."

The driver was clearly stunned; it was his first time meeting someone who complained about a Rolls-Royce dropping them off too far away!

What kind of place is this guy from? How is he so arrogant?

After Zhang Lin finished speaking, he walked toward the subway entrance without looking back.

On another street, a burly man with a shaved head witnessed this scene.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Then he said into the phone: "Tell Fourth Grandfather that this storyteller seems to have a deep relationship with the head of the Xinyue Hotel."

After the bald man finished speaking, he got into a car where someone was already sitting.

Once the bald man sat down, the car drove toward Qianmen Street.

The bald man looked out the window and muttered: "Lang Feng, my life as a monk is bitter; Fourth Grandfather doesn't raid tombs properly, but insists on making us listen to storytelling?"

The driver, Lang Feng, said: "Cherish the days when you aren't going underground."

"Who knows, we might have to go on a mission soon; Fourth Grandfather letting us listen to storytelling is to observe this storyteller."

"Fourth Grandfather said this storyteller is a tough nut to crack and might be an obstacle to our next mission."

Hua Monk sneered: "What's there to fear about an obstacle? Just find a place where no one is around and finish him!"

Lang Feng said: "You'd better listen to Fourth Grandfather's instructions; the old man said this person is tricky, and not someone you or I can deal with."

Hua Monk was surprised: "It can't be, even you and I can't handle him?"

"I just saw that guy, he looks like a weakling, not like someone with skills."

Lang Feng drove the car, looking serious: "Don't judge a book by its cover; just like how do you know he is so clear about Fourth Grandfather's past?"

"Fourth Grandfather himself said that no one knows about his time in Changsha when he was young."

"When he slaughtered the Huang Kui, everyone who should have been killed was killed!"

"This person not only knows, but even knows what Fourth Grandfather was thinking at the time; isn't this terrifying?"

Hua Monk listened and also felt a bit creeped out.

After a long while, he said: "Fourth Grandfather also has good luck!"

"Who would have thought that at over ninety, he could still be an influencer!"