Chapter 410

She said to Chang San without looking back: "Look, look, where there are people, there is a world."

"Decades ago in Old Changsha, our Laojiu Sect experienced a world-shaking event."

"Some people's grave grass hasn't even grown full yet, and now it's going to be turbulent again!"

"Rivers flow generation after generation; when is there a day of rest?"

Huo Laotai sighed; Chang San on the side didn't daze off this time.

Since the official special forces came out and took away the first batch of treasure-touchers, the expression on Chang San's face had become much brighter.

It seems this official move made him feel very comfortable.

Chang San lowered his head and responded: "You are right; life in the world, stability is only temporary, turmoil is the norm."

Hearing such philosophical words, Huo Laotai turned back in surprise.

She intuited that this was not something a servant like Chang San could say.

Seeing Huo Laotai looking at him, Chang San smiled all over his face: "This wasn't said by me, it was said by someone, but he said that peace is only temporary, war is eternal."

"I thought about it, it seems to be really so; we haven't even ended the war for a hundred years."

Huo Laotai seemed very interested in this topic, nodding repeatedly.

Then looking at Chang San's face, a look of reminiscence appeared.

"Your Chang family can be considered to have followed our Huo family for several generations; you are also over thirty this year, right?"

Chang San lowered his head and replied: "Yes, old lady, thirty-six."

Huo Laotai smiled and said again: "If I don't look at you carefully, I haven't discovered that you look more and more like your father."

"Old woman, I remember when he was young, he looked just like you!"

"On the contrary, when he led you to the door when you were a child, your eyes were small, not as big as they are now."

"At that time, I teased him, saying his son didn't look like him at all!"

"Didn't expect that the older you get, the more you father and son look like you were carved from the same mold."

Huo Laotai finished speaking and fell into memories by herself, leaving only Chang San to accompany her with a smile.

It was only when Huo Laotai turned around again to look at Zhang Lin on the stage that the smile on Chang San's face immediately disappeared.

He stared at Huo Laotai's back, his eyes somewhat inexplicable!

He wasn't sure if Huo Laotai's words just now were really reminiscing with him, or if there was something else implied.

A gloomy aura re-enveloped Chang San; he followed Huo Laotai's gaze and also looked at Zhang Lin on the stage.

At this moment, Zhang Lin was accepting the tidal wave of questions from everyone.

All were a group of headless flies, people who didn't know how to vent their emotions, wanting to find some kind of definite answer from Zhang Lin.

……

Zhang Lin, shaking his fan, had already stood up from his chair.

Walking back and forth on the stage, listening to the questions from the audience below.

Listened roughly, nothing more than asking Zhang Lin to predict the ownership of the Unyielding Stone.

Zhang Lin was a bit speechless; who the owner of this generation of the Unyielding Stone is, how would he know?

He is just a storyteller; do these people really think he is a know-it-all?

"Mr. Zhang, do you think there is a true owner of the Unyielding Stone among this first batch of treasure-touchers?"

"Yes, you know the whole process of Zhang Dafo Ye touching the treasure; you have the most say!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if you want to say who is most familiar with this stone, it must be Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Lin closed his fan, raised his hand to press down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Only then did he say: "Everyone, if you want to say who is most familiar with this stone, it's not me, but that Mr. Wei!"

"Even if the identity of the descendant of Han Xin that he claims is fake, his judgment of this treasure is accurate."

"Actually, not counting Mr. Wei, even Zhang Dafo Ye knows more about this stone than I do."

"Everyone should know that what I know is a story, not the truth!"

"If you want to seek the truth, you have to find the parties involved or those in the know."

These words made everyone fall into deep thought.

Zhang Dafo Ye is already dead, and the whereabouts of Mr. Wei are even more unknown.

Now the only thing that can still be related to Zhang Dafo Ye is the Laojiu Sect!

People with background and status have already silently started to set their sights on the Laojiu Sect.

Yin Nanfeng on the second floor, seeing this, said with some schadenfreude: "Yo, what should we do, Mr. Zhang is not kind."

"This is purely sacrificing others to save oneself, leading this fire to the Laojiu Sect."

"You, the president of the Nine Sects Association, have plenty to be busy with!"

"The Laojiu Sect, today is different from the past, and can't withstand the impact of capital and newly promoted families."

"Can't help but have to find you, this old thing, to back them up."

Zhang Yueshan took a deep breath, and after a long time said: "If they ask me to back them up, then I can only take it."

"This is the responsibility left by the Fo Ye; I will never wash my hands of it."

Yin Nanfeng, seeing this, didn't find it good to kick them while they were down.

Just said with some worry: "Don't be arrogant; it's not the Republic of China anymore."

"People at that time still talked about morality and chivalry, now..."

"If this really gets stiff, the family foundation of the Laojiu Sect really can't stop it."

Zhang Yueshan said expressionlessly: "Can't stop it, but must stop it; the Laojiu Sect now has no greater utility value to the official side."

"Except for the ability to raid tombs that the official side can look up to, the secrets kept by the Laojiu Sect have basically been exposed by this storyteller."

"Cannot save oneself, and others cannot save you."

Yin Nanfeng frowned, feeling that Zhang Yueshan's words were a bit tragic.

It seems as if it is certain that someone wants to mess with the Laojiu Sect, but the Laojiu Sect has no power to parry.

She sighed and said: "In the end, if that Qilin of your main family were here, how good would it be?"

"Just because he is the patriarch with the purest bloodline in your Zhang family for generations, this identity is enough to compete with that foreign girl who is the leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect!"

"Look at Yang Lusi's status now; she is an official guest of honor; who dares to touch her?"

"Even the entire Mountain-Moving lineage is valued and treated with courtesy."

"But look at the Laojiu Sect again; Mr. Zhang Lin has been telling stories for so long, all about the Laojiu Sect's affairs; have you seen the official attitude toward the Laojiu Sect change?"

Zhang Yueshan felt a bit helpless, knowing that what Yin Nanfeng said was a fact.

But that Qilin of the main family...

Who knows where this great god is now?

……

Zhang Lin, after answering the question as if changing the subject, saw the master of ceremonies winking at him, reminding him that time was up.

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment; it was just talking about Zhang Dafo Ye touching treasure, and time was up?

It seems that when telling the story, the movement of the Xisha archaeological team delayed a lot of time.

Zhang Lin could only say to everyone: "Everyone, the master of ceremonies reminds me that today's storytelling time is up."

As soon as the words fell, a sound of dissatisfaction erupted in the Crescent Hotel.

Basically all saying they hadn't heard enough, asking Zhang Lin to return for an encore!

Especially the appearance of the Ming-style treasure ship, which directly stopped Zhang Lin's storytelling at a critical place.

If he doesn't finish the part about Zhang Dafo Ye touching the treasure today, I'm afraid many people won't be able to sleep well!

Zhang Lin, seeing this, said: "Since everyone's enthusiasm is hard to refuse, I will take the liberty to return for an encore; let's finish this part about the Fo Ye touching the treasure!"

"Previously mentioned, the Fo Ye, in the thunderstorm, in a pile of stones, saw the treasure light at a glance."

"Because he received Mr. Wei's hint, he concluded that what he saw was the Unyielding Stone."

"When the Fo Ye started touching for treasure, he reached his hand toward the treasure light at the first moment."

"Subsequently, he touched a small stone!"

"At this time, the behavior of others was much the same, because the Japanese soldiers had given instructions."

"Every stone must be held in the hand to sense it; if there is a different feeling, report it immediately!"

"So the Fo Ye holding this unique stone didn't seem so abrupt."

"At this moment, Zhang Dafo Ye's mood was excited; he felt that he was finally going to experience that feeling of Han Xin, with one stone in hand, the world is mine!"

"Didn't expect that after the stone was held in his hand, the Fo Ye was a bit dumbfounded."