Chapter 179

Hearing this, Yin Nanfeng was clearly stunned for a moment.

Afterward, she said, "You... you really don't treat other people as human!"

"You might be able to run, but what about the people on the archaeological team?"

"That Zhang Zhang Tianshi of theirs, I don't see his combat power being any worse than yours, so why don't I see him running whenever there's trouble?"

Zhang Yueshan said with a calm expression, "What others do has nothing to do with me. I'm not a nanny specifically responsible for protecting the archaeological team."

Yin Nanfeng was retorted and instantly speechless; she turned her head and stopped paying attention, instead continuing to listen to Zhang Lin talk about the Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array.

At this moment, Zhang Lin was seen sitting in his chair with a calm expression, saying to everyone, "Actually, the method Zhang Zhang Tianshi used is correct!"

Zhang Zhang Tianshi's method is correct?!

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment. If Zhang Zhang Tianshi's method was correct, did that mean that as long as the archaeological team continued to search according to this method, they would definitely be able to find the real coffin?

Just as everyone thought Zhang Lin was in favor of the archaeological team continuing to open coffins.

They heard Zhang Lin say, "Zhang Zhang Tianshi's method, according to him, is derived from Daoist alchemy."

"But it's a coincidence; the Banshan lineage among the four major schools of tomb raiding also happens to have a similar method."

"This method is called the Secret Art of Hole-Hooking, and it is the best choice for Banshan Daoists to deal with doubtful coffins!"

"A Banshan Daoist with high cultivation can judge what is inside a coffin based on the scent clinging to the wire used for hooking!"

Hearing this, the audience exclaimed in wonder, while also confirming that the method Zhang Zhang Tianshi used must be different from that of the Banshan Daoists.

Therefore, many people began to discuss it one after another.

"Mr. Zhang, according to what you said, then the method Zhang Zhang Tianshi used definitely has nothing to do with the Banshan Daoists."

"That's right, Banshan Daoists both look and smell, but Zhang Zhang Tianshi just relies on his eyes."

"You scared me; I thought Mr. Zhang was going to say Mount Mount Wudang had something to do with tomb raiding. Now it seems these are two completely different things!"

"However, it sounds like the Banshan Daoists are a step higher; both are hole-hooking, but the Banshan Daoists have an extra sense of smell for identification."

The audience in Sanqing Garden discussed it heatedly.

In the ancient tomb, Fatty and Tianzhen, who were eavesdropping through Bluetooth headsets, both had their expressions change, their hearts pounding!

In the whole internet, they were probably the only two who knew that Zhang Zhang Tianshi's method was exactly the same as the Banshan Daoists'!

Because they had seen with their own eyes Zhang Zhang Tianshi put the wire used for hole-hooking under his nose to smell it!

At the time, Fatty and Tianzhen had wondered if Zhang Zhang Tianshi had some special hobby.

Now it seemed he was using the second move of the Banshan Daoists: smelling to identify objects!

Fatty turned his head to look at Tianzhen in shock, "This guy, he's not a Mount Wudang Celestial Master at all, right?"

Tianzhen's chest was also heaving violently; he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either, but his technique definitely comes from the Banshan Daoists."

"Otherwise, you tell me, what does this method of hole-hooking have to do with Daoist alchemy?"

"Oh, could it be that after the Daoist Celestial Masters finish their alchemy, they don't open the furnace, but drill a hole in the bottom to hook out some pills to taste if they're salty or bland?"

"Isn't that pure nonsense?"

After listening, Fatty nodded repeatedly and said, "So this person is very likely a tomb raider. It's possible that, like the Laojiu Sect, he's also from a secret family that doesn't want to reveal its identity."

"Maybe he's a disciple of the Banshan Daoists. Didn't that Mr. Zhang say that the Banshan lineage's inheritance is basically broken?"

"If one popped out from some corner, it would be within reason..."

As Fatty spoke, he suddenly grabbed Tianzhen and said excitedly, "That's it, he's definitely a descendant of the Banshan!"

"Otherwise, think about it: why did the Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper taught by Mr. Zhang specifically name him to try it?"

"Mr. Zhang said that Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper takes many years to master and become climate."

"But look at Zhang Zhang Tianshi—damn, he learned it in one go! Is this a normal person?"

Hearing this, many things in Tianzhen's mind were connected.

He even thought of an absurd possibility.

"Fatty, do you think it's possible that Mr. Zhang, the storyteller, knew all along that the Celestial Master's identity was fake?"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, thought about it slightly, and felt this hypothesis was very plausible.

He slapped Tianzhen on the back and whispered, "It has to be you, classmate Tianzhen; this brain of yours really turns fast!"

"Anyway, I trust Mr. Zhang, the storyteller. If he knew the Celestial Master was fake all along, then Mr. Zhang's actions were either to test him or to interrupt him!"

"I think we should stand on the same front as Mr. Zhang and help him stop this fake Celestial Master!"

"Mr. Zhang must know the purpose of this fake Celestial Master sneaking into the archaeological team, so he's been paying attention to him!"

Tianzhen lowered his head and thought about it, agreeing with Fatty's statement.

The two of them inexplicably reached an agreement to help Zhang Lin keep an eye on Zhang Zhang Tianshi.

Zhang Zhang Tianshi, who was still searching for other coffins in the ancient tomb, had no idea that when it rains, it pours.

He hadn't even dealt with Zhang Lin, and now two more people were dragging him down!

The three of them were all up to no good, preparing to find an opportunity to pit him!

Fatty looked at the serious-looking Zhang Zhang Tianshi and curled his lips, "Anyway, we'll just follow Mr. Zhang and see what this fake Celestial Master's purpose is."

"Entering the ancient tomb must be for the artifacts!"

"We have to keep our spirits up; it would be best if we could intercept the things this fake Celestial Master gets."

Fortunately, Zhang Zhang Tianshi couldn't hear the conspiracy of these two bunglers.

Otherwise, he would really be crying without tears, lamenting that the team was truly impossible to lead!

……

Zhang Lin introduced the Banshan Daoist's secret hole-hooking technique, broadening the audience's knowledge.

Afterward, he said, "Of course, this set of methods from the Banshan Daoists is not omnipotent."

"For example, when encountering a tomb raider of King Lu Shang's level, as the tomb owner, he thought much more than the tomb raiders!"

"He could almost block every means that tomb raiders could think of."

"So, it's not that the secret hole-hooking technique is wrong, but that it's not very suitable here."

At this moment, Monk Hua was already listening with some impatience.

If the Banshan Daoist's method didn't work, could there be a more powerful method in this world?

Monk Hua, who couldn't wait, asked directly, "Mr. Zhang, only one of the seven coffins is correct. Now that one fake one has been ruled out, you just tell us, how do we distinguish the remaining six?"

As Monk Hua became impatient, the surrounding audience also echoed him one after another!

Seeing this, Zhang Lin said directly, "Actually, this Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array is very simple. When the competition of technology reaches the highest realm, experts often do one thing: return to simplicity."

"To put it in a way everyone can understand, it's to think about the problem from a different angle."

"I ask you all, if you were King Lu Shang, knowing that tomb raiders are endless and have many means."

"No matter how many traps you set, as long as they aren't afraid of death, they can open the coffins one by one. When they find the real main coffin, what would you do?"

This question was actually not difficult. The audience lowered their heads and pondered for a while; most of them actually already had the answer.

Seeing this, Zhang Lin didn't continue to keep them in suspense, but said, "If it were me, in this Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array, I wouldn't put a single real coffin!"

"All seven of these coffins are fake! I would make this Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array a purely murderous formation!"

"No matter what school of tomb raiders comes in, if they recognize this as the Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array, they will inevitably believe that one of them is the main coffin."

"I just want to use the tomb raiders' idea to make them spend all their effort to open all the coffins under the control of greed."

"Although opening each fake coffin is extremely dangerous, greed will make the tomb raider feel that the next one is the real coffin!"

"As long as they find the real coffin, there will be countless burial objects and treasures."

"Under the psychological effect of not turning back until they hit the south wall, the Big Dipper Doubtful Coffin Array as a whole becomes a defensive formation to drag down the tomb raiders!"

"As for the real coffin, how could I possibly put it here?"

"Of course it is hidden in a more secret place within the tomb chamber; wouldn't you all agree?"

At this moment, the entire audience was stunned.

Including Zhang Yueshan and Old Lady Huo on the second floor, they were all dumbfounded!

Because they knew that Zhang Lin's analysis must be correct!

Especially placed in this ancient tomb of the Lu State, facing a tomb raider of King Lu Shang's level.

Zhang Lin's statement was the guess closest to the truth!

Old Lady Huo even said directly, "This old woman has learned something today."

"After I pass away, if I build a tomb, I must also use this psychological tactic."

"If anyone dares to enter my tomb, then they can all stay and be buried with me!"

Hearing this, Chang San of the Huo family clicked his tongue, secretly complaining: You don't need to use this method anymore, old lady; everything is cremation now!

Seeing that everyone was thinking, Zhang Lin continued, "So, if the archaeological team asks for my opinion, I would say that not a single one of the remaining coffins is real."