Zhang Baobao frowned in confusion and said depressively, "I remember I was first dug up by some tomb robbers. They thought I was a ghost and, while I was dazed, killed me on the spot. After they left, I was resurrected for the second time and realized I'm different from ordinary people.
Later, I crawled out of the tomb and started wandering. Because of the immortality, I would only stay in one place for a maximum of five years before moving elsewhere, otherwise, people would think I was a fairy."
"Do you remember which dynasty it was when you woke up?"
Tang Ming hurriedly asked.
"It's been too long, I don't remember. I only remember during that time I wasn't very skilled, had an encounter with some monks, was killed three times, and buried several times."
Zhang Baobao rubbed his head and said depressively, "I only found out a few years ago from the Four Great Classical Novels that someone turned those events into stories."
"Three Strikes on the White Bone Demon?"
