mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 254
Maybe Li Xi didn't know who Zhao Chuanxin was, but he was very familiar with the guard who was a warrior.

Hearing Li Xi's inquiry, even though it was late at night, he didn't feel sleepy, and excitedly said: "Zhao Chuanxin is a legend. The world calls him the God of War, and some call him the God of War on the roof. It is said that there is Improper bravery is a modern-day fierce general like Lu Bu and Zhao Yun. He killed the entire Beiyang army by himself, and was invincible in the east and west of the United States. The Japanese and Russians are afraid of him..."

The guards told Zhao Chuanxin's past achievements in detail.

After Li Xi heard this, his breathing became rough involuntarily.

It's not because I'm excited about being good at martial arts, nor is it because I'm happy listening to stories.

He thought of something else.

The Japanese are his enemies, and the Japanese are also Zhao Chuanxin's enemies.

The enemy of the enemy, that...

Li Xi asked again full of hope: "How many people did Zhao Chuanxin bring?"

The guard shook his head: "Well, I don't know about the humble position. However, judging from his past experience, he may be alone."

When Zhao Chuanxin was active around Lugang Town, he always brought the insurance team with him in every battle.

However, when Zhao Chuanxin was wandering outside, he was usually alone against a group of people.

According to the usual practice, it should belong to one person.

This guard is also considered a diehard fan of Zhao Chuanxin, he knows Zhao Chuanxin very well, and his words come true.

Hearing that there was only one person in Zhao Chuanxin, Li Xi was slightly disappointed.

But several thoughts echoed in his mind, and his eyes began to flash again: "Can you find a way to contact this person?"

The guard said confusedly: "Your Majesty, Hasegawa is so good now that he has led people to surround the Seoul Grand Hotel? Don't talk about contacting the superior, it is difficult for us to even get close."

"Ah... you go and summon Counselor Li Xiangxi, I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes!"

……

Jin Wuzhi shivered in the room, and also moved all the wardrobe, tables and chairs to the door, and blocked the door tightly.

Then, he curled up in a corner to avoid stray bullets from accidentally injuring himself.

Even though it was blocked by the wall, he didn't dare to be careless.

Hearing the gunshots sounding like popping beans from time to time, Jin Wuzhi regretted it very much.

He suddenly remembered those words of Zhao Chuanxin.

What about exchanging paintings and learning military affairs? If you want to come here, this is learning military affairs, right?

So exchange paintings, is it pirated paintings?
Then visit the jewels and curios, do you want to steal the royal family's small coffers?
All of a sudden, it was all right.

What audacity!

Whether it was gunshots or conversations between the two sides, he could hear them clearly.

It seems that Zhao Chuanxin repelled the Japanese.

But he still dare not go out.

There were footsteps outside again, and a man and a woman talking.

"Sister, come on, take off your skirt, put on these pants, and change your shoes too."

"You, you turn around."

It was so exciting that Jin Wuzhi's nosebleed almost gushed out.

"Okay, I'll turn around and put on quickly."

Because there were too many things separated, Jin Wuzhi couldn't hear the rustling of changing clothes, but he could make up his mind.

At this time, I heard Wang Hao say: "You disciple, why didn't you keep your promise and turned around suddenly?"

The distracted Jin Wuzhi heard it, but finally he still couldn't get rid of the fate of nosebleed.

Immersive brain filling this kind of scene is even more serious than the stimulation of watching small movies in later generations.

Only Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "How can my sister say that? An upright gentleman like me naturally says 'if you have the ball, you must be tough'. Okay, okay, don't hit it, I just don't watch it."

Jin Wuzhi can even imagine what kind of face Zhao Chuanxin looks like.

This made Jin Wuzhi very sad.

Why, shameless people can always take advantage of it?

It's not fair, it's not right that a real gentleman like me should not be able to get the favor of a woman.

Jin Wuzhi's mentality was out of balance.

The concubine suddenly exclaimed: "Why are you still doing it?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "My pullover may have shrunk because the collar was washed. Your hairstyle is a little swollen and it happened to get stuck. I pulled it on my chest for you. It wasn't intentional, really."

Jin Wuzhi felt his legs go weak.

He thought of the beauty and temperament of the concubine... It's over, it's over.

He wanted to plug his ears, but his hands were so honest that he couldn't lift them.

The princess said: "Okay, I'm dressed. Where shall we go?"

"Let's go to the rooftop on the roof to blow the night breeze."

Then, the footsteps of the two gradually moved away.

Jin Wuzhi couldn't tell if he was relieved because the catastrophe was gone, or he was disappointed because he couldn't hear the follow-up stimulating conversation.

Sitting on the ground, holding his head in his hands, he was in a mess.

What he didn't know was that his wonderful journey was far from over.

Although the Japanese put all their attention on Zhao Chuanxin.

However, two people set their minds on him.

One is naturally Naoko Yuka.

Naoko Yuka couldn't contact Zhao Chuanxin, but suddenly remembered that there was another person beside Zhao Chuanxin outside the restaurant.

Naoko Yuka is extremely clever, and she can figure out the ins and outs at once.

It must be Zhao Jun and this person who also live in the Seoul Hotel.That person presumably was either Zhao Jun's entourage or his translator.

Then, since she couldn't get in touch with Zhao Chuanxin, she could try to find him and see if she could help pass on some information.

Li Xi and Li Xiangxi were the other ones who came up with Jin Wuzhi's idea.

Li Xiangxi came to Qingyun Palace and was discussing countermeasures with Li Xi.

Li Xi said: "I and the guards know about Zhao Chuanxin, and he is quite capable. This person is used to fighting against the Japanese, so maybe he can be used by me."

Li Xiangxi had seen news in newspapers about Zhao Chuanxin bombarding the Forbidden City and forcing Cixi to escape by jumping out of the window.

Although not as detailed as the guards, at least he knows who he is.

He said: "Your Majesty, it is very dangerous to cooperate with this kind of person. Because we have no idea what he is thinking."

"I don't have many bargaining chips in my hand, but if there is any power that can be used, it must not be let go. If it is done properly, it can at least delay the Japanese plot to force me to abdicate."

Li Xiangxi also felt powerless, nodded and said, "But now the Japanese are hunting him down, how should we contact him?"

Li Xi looked at the gate of the palace: "The guard said that in addition to Chinese, Zhao Chuanxin is also proficient in English, but he can't speak Korean. I predict that he will bring at least one translator to Seoul. Since he lives in the Seoul Grand Hotel, the translator Think about it. If Zhao Chuanxin can escape the pursuit of the Japanese, then you can secretly go to Seoul Grand Hotel to investigate..."

……

Zhao Chuanxin took Nabeshima Itoko to the top of the building.

Nabeshima Itoko stood on the edge of the building and looked down, feeling dizzy.

Zhao Chuanxin warned: "Sister, don't think about yelling to attract attention."

"..."

Nabeshima Itoko didn't have that plan.

It's just that this person is a ghost, and he seems careless, but in fact he is as careful as a hair.

It can always refresh her understanding of him.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the scattered roofs in front of him, weighed himself in his heart, and said, "Originally, I planned to take the money and let you go. But that shameless Saito Kijiro wanted to plot against me. Then they will have to pay more."

Nabeshima Itoko's beautiful brows were tightly frowned: "What else do you want?"

I have a bad feeling in my heart.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't answer her. He looked down at the hotel entrance surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and cheerfully took out the old god's chamber pot.

Shake your wrist and hit three.

The stench permeated immediately.

The wind on the roof was strong and the smell was overflowing.

Nabeshima Itoko immediately covered her mouth and nose.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look at her, and then murmured: "Spitting out filth and deodorizing the atmosphere, the God is Zhenglun, and the god of raising the god Luo Qiantou is the god of evil, but the spirit of evil guards the god of the throat, and the god of energy draws the spirit of the heart and the spirit of the pill, so that the spirit of the spirit can be used as a medicine." I refine the liquid through my true thoughts and spirits, and the stench will last forever!"

As he spoke, he tilted the old god's chamber pot.

This time the angle of the fall was quite steep.

Last time it was just a trickle, but this time Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to find that the trickle was like a river converging and pouring down.

It is obviously not as thick as a little finger's spout, but it has a pouring effect.

wow...

Below, a Japanese soldier faintly smelled a stench.

Then, he was poured all over his head and face.

The liquid was poured on the Japanese soldier, splashed, and the stench immediately dissipated.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't just pour a little, he took the old god's chamber pot and ran around the edge of the roof.

The circle of Japanese soldiers below suffered.

Yoshimichi Hasegawa was also on the side of the building, and he was still looking up.

Then, he touched his forehead in doubt, is it raining?

It's just that the rain is too stinky, and the smell is still a little familiar.

Immediately, a stream of liquid poured into his mouth.

"vomit……"

This vomit is really no small matter.

It was as if the river was overwhelmed, and all the stomach water from the day before yesterday was vomited out.

Even though she was on the top of the building, Nabeshima Itoko could hear the sound of vomiting from below.

She pinched her nose and said in shock: "It's you, it was you who caused the bad smell in the restaurant..."

Halfway through the conversation, she suddenly froze again.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding something in his hand, but it must be very small.

But he murmured some incantations, and a lot of stinky liquid flowed out.

Is this... a spell?
After Zhao Chuanxin finished pouring, he shook his wrist again, tapped three o'clock, and closed the old god's chamber pot.

He waved to Nabeshima Itoko: "Sister, come here."

Nabeshima Itoko did not dare to resist.

If this thing was splashed on her, she might as well jump off it.

The province is stinking to death!
She said, "You are an evil law!"

"Wrong, this is "Smelly God Curse". The smelly god is also a god, how can you say it is an evil spell? This spell can't be more righteous! In the future, I will set up a smelly god cult, and everyone will come to chase away the smell." , going door to door to enshrine the smelly god. Whoever's house doesn't smell, then his family won't be blessed."

"..."

Do you teach it to be serious?
In fact, Zhao Chuanxin felt that the Night Pot Sect sounded better.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw the people below, he was bent over and vomited so badly that even the Japanese soldiers no longer kept their posts and fled the scene while vomiting.

He said, "Come on, hug me, and I will take you to fly away from the sky."

Naturally, Nabeshima Itoko would not take the initiative to hug him.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that it was not possible to negotiate, so he had to be tough.

Stepping forward, he hugged her tightly.

Nabeshima Itoko's face suddenly turned red, she gritted her teeth and said, "Your hand..."

Because Nabeshima Itoko was too petite compared to Zhao Chuanxin, Zhao Chuanxin hugged her.

Just like holding a child, let her face her face.

And Zhao Chuanxin's hand was accidentally on her trigger.

"Aha, misunderstanding, it was all careless."

Zhao Chuanxin gave a pale explanation.

Then, before she could react, he hugged her for a run-up and jumped suddenly.

He has never jumped upstairs with anyone in his arms.

Nabeshima Itoko let out an exclamation, forgetting Zhao Chuanxin's hand.

The value of the Azure Phantom armor dropped rapidly.

But fortunately, the distance between the two roofs was very small, Zhao Chuanxin hugged her and landed lightly, and then ran a few steps forward to relieve the inertia.

Nabeshima Itoko's face was pale, and she was quite frightened.

This is really too crazy, and I didn't jump over the building when I grew up so big.

But I also feel very exciting, that kind of leaping feeling is not something ordinary people can experience.

After a while, she finally realized: "Don't you let me down?"

Zhao Chuanxin seemed embarrassed: "Oh, look at me, I forgot."

Only then did he let go.

Nabeshima Itoko: "..."

Just dress it up.

Seeing your calm look, how could you forget?

Nabeshima Itoko asked him, "Where are you taking me?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Qingyun Palace from a distance, probably because the palace was small in scale and the lights were still brightly lit at this time, so he didn't know how to save money.

He pointed there and said, "I heard that there is a stone hall in the Qingyun Palace, and there is an archive in the stone hall. I will take my sister to visit the ocean of knowledge."

"..."

Nabeshima Itoko was completely confused about Zhao Chuanxin's routine.

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain, and pulled him forward on the roof.

Behind them are Japanese soldiers in a mess.

Hasegawa vomited so much that he passed out.

Everyone hurriedly carried him out of the range of the "biochemical weapon", strangled him and slapped him in the face.

After much difficulty, Hasegawa Yomichi woke up.

But he stretched his head out of the stretcher: "Ugh..."

The stinky liquid had already entered his mouth, and a stinky line extended from the mouth to the stomach.

So what if we stay far away from Seoul Grand Hotel?
As long as you open your mouth to breathe, the taste will rush straight to your forehead.

However, he had already vomited out all the acidic water in his stomach before, but now he vomited out a mouthful of faint blood.

Ito Hirobumi retched from time to time, it can be seen that Hasegawa Komichi vomited blood, and he was unavoidably surprised.

"Commander Hasegawa, are you alright?"

Hasegawa Haodao wanted to answer, but couldn't control it at all, and opened his mouth: "Ugh..."

Because the esophagus contracted and squeezed the trachea, his breathing was stuck. This time he just rolled his eyes and couldn't even breathe.

"Oops, Commander Hasegawa is not breathing."

"Is he dying?"

Shinoda Jisaku next to him said anxiously when he saw this: "Put up the commander's neck quickly and pinch him, quick!"

In fact, Yoshimichi Hasegawa would vomit when he was awake, but after passing out of a coma, the muscles of his esophagus would relax instead, and after a lot of work by everyone, he finally breathed.

Not far away, the palace guards who silently witnessed everything retreated quietly and went back to report.

In the dead of night.

In Qingyun Palace, Li Xi and Li Xiangxie were not asleep.

At this time, a guard came to report.

"Your Majesty, outside the Seoul Grand Hotel, a stinky rain suddenly fell. The Japanese soldiers vomited one after another. The rain fell on Komichi Hasegawa's mouth. He vomited first and fell into a coma. I'm out of breath..."

Li Xi suddenly got up from the chair.

This is great news!

He took two quick steps, and came to the guards: "How is it, did Haodao Hasegawa vomit and die?"

The guard sneered: "Nearly, almost! Later, he was rescued again. However, he lost most of his life. I saw that he would vomit as long as he was awake. Maybe he will die soon."

Li Xiangxi couldn't help clapping his hands: "Heaven has eyes!"

Li Xi was greatly disappointed: "What's the matter with the stinky rain?"

The guard said: "It's strange to say that there is only stinky rain over the big hotel, and no other places."

Li Xiangxi rolled his eyes: "This is obviously the stinky water someone poured down from the roof."

The guard scratched his head in embarrassment: "Probably so."

Li Xi paced back and forth: "We all underestimated Zhao Chuanxin, he really has a lot of tricks, and he can escape all of them. This person will definitely help me. You go and find out."

The guard responded and hurried out of the hall.

The two monarchs and ministers whispered in the hall, muttering non-stop.

Outside the hall, Zhao Chuanxin had already climbed up the city wall with Nabeshima Itoko.

The city wall is very low, covered with a thick layer of moss, which has not fully germinated due to the weather, so it feels a bit rough to the touch.

Zhao Chuanxin rode on the city wall and pulled Nabeshima Itoko up.

Nabeshima Itoko sat on the wall with Zhao Chuanxin face to face with fear.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth at her: "How do you feel?"

Nabeshima Itoko was upset: "I don't feel very good. What are you doing in the palace? Are you looking for money?"

The daughter of a dignified earl, the wife of a prince, has never done such an outrageous thing as climbing a wall.

Freshness is quite fresh, but also trembling.

On the one hand, I am afraid of falling, and on the other hand, I am afraid of being bumped into.

If the news about her climbing the wall gets out, won't people laugh out loud?
Zhao Chuanxin looked around and felt relieved when he saw that there was no patrolling team nearby.

He said: "I am good at reading, and I am often immersed in the ocean of knowledge and cannot extricate myself. I heard that there are many orphan books in the palace, all of which are written in Chinese characters. Isn't this here? , Zhao Chuanxin borrowed books from the palace today, and it must be a good story in the history books in the future."

"Just talk nonsense."

Nabeshima Itoko said helplessly.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped down first, and waited below with open arms: "Jump down, be brave."

Nabeshima Itoko hesitated, should he turn around and jump out of the wall to escape?
However, thinking of the unpredictable methods of this person, forget it.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin's arms spread out, looking a little silly, Nabeshima Itoko couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then he covered his mouth with a guilty conscience, looked left and right, and found no one, then carefully moved his buttocks, and jumped down cruelly.

"Pick me up, pick me up, but please be more honest with your hands."

"It's really wronged. I'm not being honest. Some contact is inevitable."

Zhao Chuanxin took Nabeshima Itoko's hand and ran forward.

Holding her hand, Nabeshima Itoko felt a little unnatural.

But after a while, I got used to it.

According to memory, Zhao Chuanxin groped outside the Shizuo Temple.

Outside the stone hall, there is a grass field.

There is a pool of water in the middle of the meadow.

Heitian, there are so many places to hide here.

Zhao Chuanxin took Nabeshima Yiduzi behind the bushes and looked towards the Shizuo Temple.

This Western-style building is a symbol of imperial power and plays an important role in Qingyun Palace.

It has two floors, and the outermost is 18 stone pillars that run through the top and bottom.

There is a connecting terrace on the second floor, connecting each other.

Generally speaking, compared with pure Western-style buildings, it is a little more delicate.

There are guards with guns standing at the door, and they seem to be quite energetic, not like they are sleepy.

Nabeshima Itoko hurriedly whispered, "Don't kill people..."

She is really afraid of death.

"No need, let's go around and enter through the window."

(End of this chapter)