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Chapter 85: Old and Undead — A Thief!

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Zhang Tianshi thought Zhang Lin's storytelling was about him.

So he casually asked Fatty, "This person who knows the Tomb-Finger Art — did the storyteller mention his name?"

Fatty immediately replied, "Yes! He's called Zhang Yancheng!"

Hearing this, Zhang Tianshi breathed a sigh of relief.

But then he vaguely felt something was off.

To be honest, when it came to the Tomb-Finger Art, probing holes with two fingers, he was far stronger than that Zhang Yancheng.

This storyteller only knew Zhang Yancheng, and didn't mention him?

Could it be that he didn't know of his existence?

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianshi suddenly felt a spark of interest in Zhang Lin's storytelling.

He very much wanted to hear — if this storyteller talked about him, about the Zhang family, what kind of story would he tell?

After all, Zhang Lin's storytelling always used characters to tell events.

A pingshu without a story cannot be called a book!

Some of Zhang Tianshi's past had even been forgotten by himself — this was the soul-loss syndrome brought by the Qilin bloodline, and could only be slowly recovered.

If this storyteller were to tell his story, what could he possibly come up with?

Just then, someone from the archaeological team began calling everyone over.

The strong acid had been drained; they could dig open the brick ceiling and enter the ancient tomb!

In an instant, everyone gathered their thoughts and headed toward the tomb pit.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after Zhang Lin had finished tacking on a little side story about the Tomb-Finger Art,

he officially began to tell the tale of Chen Pi A Si!

……

"You all must remember, I've said before — among the Laojiu Sect, the Pingsan Sect were thieves."

"In Hei Bei Lao Liu, the character of 'thief' isn't shown clearly enough."

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