Chapter 76: The Moon Gate of Ancient Color Magic

Chen Pi A-Si killed Helmsman in a nearly insane manner.

It not only intimidated the Huang Kui members on the scene but also left the audience listening to the story unable to recover for a long time.

There was no other reason; this man was simply too ruthless!

Struck by a poison needle and losing the ability to move, he used chili to smear his wound.

Not to mention forcing himself with willpower to counter-kill Helmsman.

Everyone believed that the effect of the poison needle hadn't been fully forced out of Chen Pi at that time.

All his actions were almost instinctive conditioned reflexes!

It was the muscle memory formed by years of killing!

A domineering "Who else is Huang Kui" was equivalent to calling out names for execution.

Whoever dared to nod would become the second Helmsman.

Chen Pi A-Si had known how to use this psychological tactic since he was a teenager.

An old man who doesn't die is a thief; by the time he was over ninety, he had long been able to play with people's hearts in the palm of his hand!

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

"When Chen Pi asked who else was Huang Kui, the people from the Three Factions and Five Sects were the first to change their expressions, all shouting: 'We are not!'"

"But the Huang Kui who came with Helmsman, having a guilty conscience, immediately turned to run."

"Could people like Chen Pi let them run?"

"In an instant, Chen Pi swung his Nine-Claw Hook, catching one person by the back of the neck, and with a desperate pull, tore the entire back of the neck off."

"Blood sprayed into the air. The other few Huang Kui fled in all directions. Chen Pi threw his kitchen knife backhand, killing one."

"Midway through pulling back the Nine-Claw Hook, he flicked his wrist, and the hook-whip entangled another subordinate. The subordinate was instantly brought down. Chen Pi went over and stomped on his throat with all his might, crushing his neck completely!"

"Two more ran far away, and Chen Pi pulled out his 'Wangba Box' (Mauser C96) and shot them dead."

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

Thus, Chen Pi A-Si's third slaughter was completed.

Not only did he kill Helmsman, the most insidious strategist of the Huang Kui gang, but even the people from the Three Factions and Five Sects were intimidated by Chen Pi's skills!

I fear that from this moment on, this beggar named Chen Pi would become truly famous on the Yangtze River.

Hearing this, Flower Monk nodded continuously and said to Lang Feng: "I said we didn't need to worry about Fourth Master. When Fourth Master gets ruthless, no one can stop him."

Lang Feng said: "This storyteller is interesting."

"Even if outsiders could know about Fourth Master's affairs by the Yangtze River, the specific details of this fight are something he can describe so clearly. It's truly a bit terrifying."

Thinking of Zhang Lin's skills, Flower Monk suddenly had a thought and a terrifying idea.

But then he felt he must be crazy!

He was thinking that Zhang Lin knew the 'Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper' of the Ban Shan Daoist, and was so clear about the past of the Old Nine Gates, could it be that Zhang Lin himself was a person from that era?!

But this thought only flashed by, because it was too creepy and absurd.

People from the same era as Fourth Master were either dead or old beyond recognition.

Zhang Lin looked so young; it was impossible for him to be from the same era as Fourth Master.

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

It gave him a strange feeling; the more he looked at Zhang Lin, the more he felt Zhang Lin was full of evil nature!

Lang Feng said again: "Fourth Master was not wrong; one should not underestimate the people of the world."

"I originally thought that apart from the Old Nine Gates, there were no decent grave robbers in this world."

"I didn't expect that there are actually many factions. Just the Ban Shan secret skills displayed by this storyteller make one feel that the Ban Shan lineage is not to be trifled with."

Flower Monk couldn't help but nod.

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

They, as Fourth Master's disciples, had some pride in them.

It was purely the feeling of 'everyone is drunk while I am sober.'

Under the wave of national archaeology fever, everyone was desperately searching for methods of ancient tomb archaeology.

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

But they, Fourth Master's disciples, had long since lost count of how many times they had gone underground with Fourth Master!

They had seen wonders that others could not see.

The skills displayed by Fourth Master were also things that would be shocking if any one of them were taken out!

But the secular public did not know these things.

Every time Flower Monk and Lang Feng saw the country announce some archaeological achievement, they couldn't help but feel secretly smug.

Because they had already been inside many of those ancient tombs with Fourth Master!

The people who came later were just playing with what they had already played with!

Comparing it like this, a sense of superiority immediately arose!

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

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

This was equivalent to dissecting the entire Old Nine Gates for the public to see!

For the public, this was novel, shocking, and something to yearn for.

But for the living Old Nine Gates, the feeling of being stripped naked and displayed bloody to the world made them very uncomfortable.

Especially Chen Pi A-Si; he never thought that at nearly a hundred years old, he could still be an internet celebrity.

If he were a teenager now, he would definitely be caught up in this internet-wide carnival and adoration.

But he was now an old man about to enter the grave; fame and wealth were all passing clouds to him.

Being able to live was the most important thing!

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

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

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

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

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

In their hearts, they already had faint, improper thoughts!

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"The people from the Three Factions and Five Sects were intimidated by Chen Pi and all ran away without a trace."

"But do you all think these people scattered in a panic? Actually, that's not the case!"

"These people all ran back to their own territories and began to gather everyone in their factions."

"At this moment, the people from the Three Factions and Five Sects were excited to the point of madness because Helmsman was finally dead!"

"What they had feared all along was not the Huang Kui boss, but this Helmsman!"

"Now that Helmsman was dead, the forces on the Yangtze River were going to take this opportunity to have a major purge!"

"At this time, Chen Pi's eyes were rolling back, and he was likely to faint at any moment."

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

"Chen Pi came to the side of the person killed by the kitchen knife. That person was still twitching. Chen Pi stepped on his head and asked: 'Where is Cannon Head?'"

"The man lifted 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 of the corpses, strung them together with their belts, including the carcass of the fighting cock, wrapped them around his waist, and walked in the direction the man had 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 Factions and Five Sects had already gathered their men and were fighting with the Huang Kui boss on the river."

"Although these Three Factions and Five Sects and the Huang Huang Kuier were all 'lower nine ranks,' they each had their own origins."

"Especially this Huang Huang Kuier, who could perform a good magic trick; to save his life, he never exposed his head to others."

"The head that outsiders saw was made of a skull plus a human skin mask."

"But Huang Huang Kuier's technique was superb. This fake head was worn on his head, and its smiling and talking were no different from a normal person."

"This trick of protecting his own head had saved the Huang Kui boss's life countless times!"

"This technique sounds strange and eerie, but it is actually a variation of the ancient color magic of the Xia Kingdom."

"The Huang Kui boss being able to have this skill had some connection with the Moon Gate of the ancient color magic."

"The last leader of the Moon Gate was once the right-hand man of the leader of the Xie Ling, one of the four major grave-robbing factions."

"Most skilled at using Moon Gate crafts to crack ancient tomb mechanisms!"

"So, in fact, from the time Chen Pi was a teenager, he had already formed a bond with the grave-robbing profession."

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

"No matter what Chen Pi A-Si's identity is now, in the future, he will definitely enter the grave-robbing profession!"

"However, the stories of the Three Factions and Five Sects and the Moon Gate, and even the Moon Gate leader and the Xie Ling leader, are not the theme of today, so we will skip them."

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

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

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

"It's truly inconceivable!"

Yin Yin Nanfeng smiled and said indifferently: "The Moon Gate is, to put it bluntly, just a minor, insignificant sect. Being able to be the right-hand man of the Xie Ling leader of Changsheng Mountain is her good fortune!"

"Apart from that ancient color magic trick that can deceive people, the Moon Gate's skills are actually average."

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

"People from the Moon Gate don't have great skills, but they are best at pretending to be gods and ghosts."