Chapter 149

After Chen Pi finally killed Ban Tuo, the audience also breathed a sigh of relief.

"When Chen Pi asked, 'Who else is Huang Kui', the people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects were the first to change their faces, all shouting: We are not!"

"But the Huang Kui who came with Ban Tuo, having a guilty conscience, immediately turned around and wanted to run."

"Can people like Chen Pi let them run?"

"Instantly, Chen Pi threw out the Nine-Claw Hook; one hook directly grabbed the back of a person's neck, and with a desperate pull, he tore the entire back of the neck off."

"Blood sprayed into the air; the other few Huang Kui all fled in all directions, and Chen Pi threw his kitchen knife backhand, slashing one to death."

"The Nine-Claw Hook, halfway through being pulled back, flicked his wrist, and the hook whip entangled another lackey; the lackey was instantly brought down, and Chen Pi went over and stepped on his throat with all his might, crushing the entire neck!"

"There were two more who ran far away; Chen Pi took out his 'Wang Ba He Zi' (pistol) and shot them to death with two shots."

"The Huang Kui present were slaughtered clean; Chen Pi turned his head, and the people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects had already run without a trace!"

From this point on, Chen Pi A-Si's third slaughter was completed.

Not only did he kill Ban Tuo, the most insidious strategist of the Huang Kui Gang, but even the people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects were deterred by Chen Pi's skills!

I am afraid that from this moment on, this beggar named Chen Pi will be completely famous on the Yangtze River.

The Flower Monk heard this and nodded continuously, saying to Lang Feng: "I said there was no need to worry about Fourth Uncle; when Fourth Uncle gets ruthless, no one can stop him."

Lang Feng said: "This storyteller is interesting."

"Fourth Uncle's affairs by the Yangtze River, even if they could be known by outsiders, the specific details of this fight, he could actually tell them clearly; it is really a bit scary."

The Flower Monk thought of Zhang Lin's skills and suddenly had a thought in his heart, having a terrible idea.

But then he felt that he must be crazy!

He was thinking that Zhang Lin knows the 'Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper' of the Mountain-Moving Daoist, and is so clear about the past of the Old Jiumen; could it be that Zhang Lin himself is a person from that era?!

But this thought only flashed by because it was too horrifying and ridiculous.

People from the same era as Fourth Uncle are either dead or old beyond recognition.

Zhang Lin looks so young; it is impossible for him to be from the same era as Fourth Uncle.

But when the Flower Monk had this thought and overturned it himself, it took root in his heart.

It gave him a strange feeling in his heart; the more he looked at Zhang Lin, the more he felt that Zhang Lin was revealing an evil nature!

Lang Feng said again: "Fourth Uncle was not wrong; don't underestimate the people of the world."

"I originally thought that apart from the Old Jiumen, there were no decent tomb raiders in this world."

"Unexpectedly, there are actually many schools; just the Mountain-Moving secret technique displayed by this storyteller makes people feel that the Mountain-Moving lineage is not to be trifled with."

The Flower Monk couldn't help but nod.

Before Zhang Lin told the story and exposed the Old Jiumen to the world.

They, these disciples of Fourth Uncle, had some pride in themselves.

It was purely a feeling of 'everyone in the world is drunk, but I am sober'.

Under the wave of national archaeological fever, everyone is struggling to find methods for ancient tomb archaeology.

Even the national archaeological team is still in the learning and exploration stage.

But they, these disciples of Fourth Uncle, don't know how many times they have already gone underground with Fourth Uncle!

What they have seen are wonders that others cannot see.

Seeing the skills displayed by Fourth Uncle, any one of them taken out casually can be shocking!

But the secular public does not know these things.

Every time the Flower Monk and Lang Feng see the country announce some archaeological achievement, they can't help but feel secretly happy in their hearts.

Because they have already gone into many ancient tombs with Fourth Uncle!

The people who came later are all playing with what they have already played with!

Comparing like this, a sense of superiority suddenly came up!

But now, the appearance of a storyteller has broken all this.

Zhang Lin exposed the background of the Old Jiumen, and at the same time exposed their skills and life experiences.

This is equivalent to dissecting the entire Old Jiumen for the public to see!

For the public, this is novel, shocking, and yearning.

But for the Old Jiumen who are still alive, the feeling of being stripped naked and displayed to the world in a bloody way makes them very uncomfortable.

Especially Chen Pi A-Si; he never thought that he would be an internet celebrity when he was almost a hundred years old.

If he were a teenager at this time, he would definitely be immersed in this carnival and pursuit of the whole internet.

But he is now an old man about to enter the grave; any fame and wealth are just passing clouds to him.

Being able to live is the most important thing!

However, Chen Pi A-Si doesn't care about these, which doesn't mean his disciples don't care.

Especially when the Flower Monk saw Zhang Tianshi being pursued by the whole internet because of a move of 'Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper', he felt sour and jealous.

If it weren't for Fourth Uncle strictly forbidding them from revealing their identities to the authorities.

Perhaps at this time, the one entering the ancient tomb with the archaeological team and being watched and worshipped by the public's eyes would be himself!

The Flower Monk and Lang Feng, who were sent to the scene to listen to the story, felt this different atmosphere personally.

Thoughts that shouldn't have arisen have vaguely arisen in their hearts!

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"The people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects, deterred by Chen Pi, all ran away without a shadow."

"But do you all think this group of people scattered in a rush? Actually, it's not so!"

"This group of people all ran back to their own territory and began to gather everyone in the gang."

"At this moment, the people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects are excited to the point of madness because Ban Tuo is finally dead!"

"What they have always feared is not the Huang Kui boss, but this Ban Tuo!"

"Now that Ban Tuo is dead, the forces on the Yangtze River are going to take the opportunity to have a major purge!"

"At this time, Chen Pi's whites of his eyes are constantly rolling, and he may faint at any time."

"He used his fingernails to probe into his wound, pulled out the needle that was deeply pierced into his body, and threw it to the ground."

"Chen Pi came to the side of the person who was slashed to death by the kitchen knife; that person was still twitching at this moment. Chen Pi stepped on his head and asked: Where is Pao Tou?"

"That person raised his eyelids and pointed out the direction; Chen Pi looked up and saw that everyone had already run away."

"He pulled out his pineapple knife, cut off all the heads on the corpses, strung them together with their belts, including the corpse of the fighting chicken, wrapped them around his waist, and walked in the direction the person pointed."

"After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and picked up the two steel needles."

"At this time, the people from the Three Gangs and Five Sects had already gathered manpower and fought with the Huang Kui boss on the river."

"Although these Three Gangs and Five Sects and Huang Kuier are all 'lower nine streams', they each have their own origins."

"Especially this Huang Kuier, who performs good magic tricks; in order to save his life, he never reveals his head to others."

"The head that outsiders see is made of a skull plus a human skin mask."

"But Huang Kuier's technique is superb; this dummy head is worn on his head, and his smile and speech are no different from a normal person."

"This move of protecting his own head has saved the Huang Kui boss's life I don't know how many times!"

"This move sounds strange and eerie; in fact, they are all variants of Xia Kingdom's ancient colorful magic."

"Huang Kui boss being able to have this move has some connection with the 'Moon Gate' of the ancient colorful magic."

"The last leader of the Moon Gate was once the right-hand man of the leader of the Xie Ling Sect, one of the four major tomb-raiding schools."

"Most skilled in using the Moon Gate's craft to crack ancient tomb mechanisms!"

"Therefore, in fact, from the time Chen Pi was a teenager, he had already formed a bond with the tomb-raiding trade."

"This is also called 'destiny in the dark, there is a road in the mountains heading west'."

"No matter what identity Chen Pi A-Si has now, he will definitely enter the tomb-raiding trade in the future!"

"However, the stories of the Three Gangs and Five Sects and the Moon Gate, and even the Moon Gate leader and the Xie Ling leader, are not the theme of today; let's skip them."

Hearing this, Zhang Yueshan's face already had a look of reminiscence.

He said to Yin Nanfeng: "Xie Ling, like Mountain-Moving, has almost had its inheritance cut off by this generation."

"But this storyteller actually even knows that the Xie Ling leader and the leader beside him came from the Moon Gate!?"

"It's really a bit unbelievable!"

Yin Nanfeng smiled and said indifferently: "The Moon Gate is just a small, insignificant sect; being able to be the right-hand man for the Xie Ling leader of Changsheng Mountain is her good fortune!"

"Apart from that ancient colorful magic that can deceive people, the Moon Gate actually has average skills."

"So, now I finally know why this Huang Kui boss can lead so many Huang Kui water locusts."

"People from the Moon Gate have average skills, but they are best at playing gods and ghosts." ===== CHAPTER 150 =====