mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 579
There is still a distance from Shanghai.

After eating, Zhao Chuanxin continued to lie down.

Zhao Yixian was by the side, seemingly ready to be ordered at any time, but in fact he was racking his brains to figure out what to say.

Zhao Chuanxin was about to do something to digest his food, so he took out the elf carving knife and a piece of turquoise carving brought back from the United States.

He carved a skeleton, which is much simpler than normal characters.

Zhao Yixian swallowed his saliva when he saw Zhao Chuanxin's miraculous carving technique, thinking that this was also some kind of magic.

He asked: "Shenxian Zhao, are you carving the guardian of the corpse forest in Tibet?"

In this era, apart from Tibetan traditions, there are very few such "rebellious" image artworks.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head.

Zhao Yixian asked again: "Shenxian Zhao, can this thing be used in witchcraft?"

Zhao Chuanxin blew off the foam on the surface of the pine stone skull, held it up and looked at it, and said, "One Immortal, it is winter now. On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month every year, you only need to lift this thing up and chant 'cloud The seal character is too empty, at the beginning of the catastrophe, it will be floating for a while, sinking or floating', as soon as the four lines of the mysterious incantation come out, you will find..."

Zhao Yixian's eyes were shining brightly, his breathing became heavy, and he asked eagerly, "What did you find?"

Zhao Chuanxin put away the pine stone skeleton, and said lightly: "You will find that it is really cold to sail in winter with the windows open. What the hell are you waiting for if you don't close the windows quickly?"

"..."

After Zhao Yixian closed the window, Zhao Chuanxin took out the "Old God Code".

As soon as it was opened, the cabin door was opened, and Benjamin Goldberg came back in a hurry and said, "Master, it's terrible, there is a woman on the deck who is disheveled and very cute..."

Zhao Chuanxin got up suddenly: "What, there is such a thing? How decent? Go, go and have a look, as a teacher, you have to criticize one or two..."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

As Zhao Chuanxin said, the figure flashed, and the holy light channel was opened, and it appeared on the deck outside the door in an instant.

At the moment of flashing, Zhao Chuanxin was in a trance.

It's not some disheveled woman, but he just had a wonderful connection with the "Old Gods Code".

He held back for the time being and looked around. There was a woman holding a child next to him, and the man next to him should be her husband.

The child was very small, still in its infancy.

Benjamin Goldberg followed, and Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Where is it?"

Benjamin Goldberg pointed to the baby in the swaddle and said: "Isn't this what it is, disheveled and cute."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

He said viciously: "It's really three days without fighting, and I went to the house to expose the tiles."

Benjamin Goldberg giggled, not scared.

Seeing the master and apprentice pointing at them, the man came over and asked with a frown, "What's the matter?"

It turned out to be English.

Benjamin Goldberg said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Master, it turns out that he is not Chinese."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the man: "It's okay, no one is perfect."

That man: "..."

It was his wife who, after realizing it, laughed with a "puchi" and said, "This gentleman is really humorous."

He spoke Chinese with some accents, and seemed to be from Jiangxi.

The man smiled wryly: "My next Zhang Mouzhi, the word Ruoxu."

The official dialect of this little foreign devil is even more slick than his own, but it has a bit of a bad taste.

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about, Chinese?"

Zhang Mouzhi smiled and didn't want to talk anymore.

He didn't speak, Zhao Chuanxin leaned closer instead, and looked at the baby in the swaddle, it was a little girl, maybe only two years old, she was fair and clean, with good features, really cute.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, the little girl suddenly let go of her frown, opened her mouth, and stretched out her little hand towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhang Mouzhi hurried forward and stood between his wife and Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Why are you so stingy, really. This little girl is destined to be with me. What's her name?"

Zhang's wife spoke quickly: "Zhang Leyi."

Zhang Mouzhi turned his head and glared at his wife.

"Huh? It's a good name." Zhao Chuanxin praised.

At this time, because Zhang Mouzhi blocked Zhao Chuanxin, Zhang Leyi opened her mouth and began to cry.

Zhang's wife walked around Zhang Mouzhi: "This gentleman is not a bad person at first glance, what are you doing in the way?"

"The hair is long but the knowledge is short. What do women know? They know people's faces but don't know their hearts." Zhang Mouzhi scolded.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin again, Zhang Leyi became happy again, dancing and dancing happily.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly, and stuffed the newly carved skull into Zhang Leyi's little hand.

Zhang Leyi held it and was about to stuff it into her mouth, but Zhang Mou snatched it away: "This thing is really scary to look at, it's unknown to wear it."

Zhang Leyi burst into tears again.

Zhang's wife snatched it from Zhang Mouzhi's hand and stuffed it back into Zhang Leyi's little hand, and the little girl started laughing again.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "I don't know, have you seen the five skull crests on the top of the skull? This is called the Lord of the Corpse Grove, also known as Bo Cui Dabo. Wearing this thing increases wealth, attains good fortune and longevity, and eliminates great difficulties, I think you are the one who doesn't know people, face and heart."

Zhao Yixian, who was watching the excitement nearby: "..."

Zhuo, didn't you deny before that this is the Lord of the Corpse Forest?My heart twitched again, and my heart ached.

This must be some magic weapon, but Zhao Chuanxin gave it to a stranger casually.

When Zhang Mouzhi saw it, he couldn't help but blush.

Sure enough, there were five small skulls on top of the skull, connected together like a "crown".The five small skulls, which are not much bigger than a grain of rice, are actually carved so lifelike, which can be seen from the craftsmanship.

He faltered: "Thank you very much, I can pay for it."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "For the face of this little guy, I don't care about you."

Zhao Chuanxin likes children, and without children, he teaches Zhang Mouzhi how to be a man.

He turned around, intending to go to the bow of the boat to blow some air, and study the "Old Gods Code" by the way.

But Zhang's wife suddenly asked: "Dare to ask Mr. Mr.'s name?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Your surname is Zhao, and your name is Chuanxin."

When Zhao Chuanxin had no taboos, it was whether he would change his name or not change his surname.

Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips and smiled, this man is really interesting.

Zhang Mouzhi was stunned for a moment, the name sounded familiar.

When Zhao Chuanxin had reached the bow, he was suddenly taken aback.

"Uncle Cuoen, is he actually the God of War?"

Wife Zhang: "What God of War?"

Zhang Leyi gnawed on the turquoise while talking nonsense.

Zhang Mouzhi said: "What else? He chiseled Japanese and Portuguese warships. The newspaper said that Zhao Chuanxin drove the Portuguese out of Australia Island. He is tall and has an accent outside the customs. Who else can he be if not Zhao Chuanxin?"

Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth and her eyes lit up: "Quick, girl, stop playing. Mother will tie a rope for you. This object will definitely ward off evil spirits!"

Legend has it that Li Shimin had a nightmare and wanted Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong to stand outside the door, while Xie Chong would not dare to enter.

Zhao Chuanxin's ferocious ability to prevent Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong from sending them must have a similar effect.

But the little girl quit, crying loudly.

……

At the bow of the boat, Zhao Chuanxin took out the "Old God Code", and took a trace of the holy light from the old sacred altar.

The other person flashed half a meter forward, but he didn't have the same feeling as before.

Zhao Chuanxin let out a "huh".

What happened?
By the way, the "Old Gods Code" was opened before.

Zhao Chuanxin opened it and consumed a trace of energy in the old sacred altar.

Suddenly, "The Code of the Old Gods" seemed to give birth to an unrivaled suction force. Zhao Chuanxin felt that he was out of control at all, as if his body was torn apart, but there was no pain, but his consciousness was pulled repeatedly.

The feeling appeared for a moment and then disappeared.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly asked Benjamin Goldberg next to him: "Did you see my body move just now?"

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "Master, I'm looking at the shore. We're almost at Shanghai."

"It's nothing." Zhao Chuanxin asked Zhao Yixian again: "Did you see it?"

Zhao Yixian shook his head: "It didn't move. Zhao Shenxian, what's the matter? Are you going to go crazy?"

Zhao Chuanxin ignored him, looked left and right, and found a wooden pillar erected. He walked over and used a trace of the energy of the old sacred altar.

That feeling of being pulled at the soul came back.

disappear.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it, and the distance from the pillar seemed to have remained the same.

He took two steps around and tried again.

After the feeling disappeared, I found that it remained the same.

Zhao Chuanxin tried again.

Benjamin Goldberg clapped his hands over there: "Master, it's a good trick for King Qin to surround the pillar."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

This apprentice Zhao Shenxian is afraid that he will be raised and disabled.

Zhao Chuanxin glared at his apprentice, thinking about it.

Could it be to absorb your own life force?
But it's not like, because he has lost his life many times and is very sensitive to that feeling.

In fact, there is another method, which is to increase the output of the old sacred altar.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to do that, for fear of any accident.

At least not here.

He asked Benjamin Goldberg in a low voice: "If I am in a coma, or something similar, do you have a way to protect the teacher's personal safety?"

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head simply: "Master, no."

In fact, Master's enemies are all over the world.

Who can guarantee this?
In case someone finds out that Master is in a coma, it will be more sought-after than Tang Seng's flesh.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the shore and said helplessly, "Forget it, we'll talk about it when we get to Shanghai."

It's not that far off.

After another half an hour, the boat docked at the port pier.

Zhao Chuanxin has been to Shanghai Bund before, so there is nothing new.

Zhao Yixian, an old Jianghu, seems to have been here too.

Only Benjamin Goldberg watched with interest.

When disembarking, Zhao Chuanxin ran into Zhang Mouzhi and his wife again.

Zhang Mouzhi wanted to say hello, but couldn't wipe his face.

Mrs. Zhang smiled at Zhao Chuanxin, she looked quite handsome.

Zhang Leyi was much more enthusiastic, and she could see Zhao Chuanxin clearly from a few meters away, and stretched out her hand "ahhh".

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, and the melodious cry of a thrush came from his palm.

Cooking rice: "Wow, woof, woof..."

Out of the pier, there was a wheelbarrow and saw three people and a dog, and hurried forward to solicit business.

It can be seen that these three people are empty-handed, and they can't help being disappointed: I really wasted my time, otherwise the luggage business of the couple holding the baby next to them would not have been robbed by their peers.

Their unicycle has a special structure, and people can sit on both sides.

It's not very particular, it happens that two people are traveling, and one person sits on one side, and they can maintain balance.Add a suitcase or bag, and it can also be placed on the shelf above the wheels.

Zhao Chuanxin waved to the rickshaw driver, and the man came joltingly pulling the rickshaw: "Three people are crowded, you need to pay more."

"Don't worry." Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "I won't let you earn this money, you pull them two, I'll call another one."

The already dark face of the coachman turned even darker.

When both cars were ready, the driver asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "No. 33 on the Bund."

The coachman squinted his eyes and said stupidly: "Sir, is it a mansion?"

"British Consulate General."

The driver of the car with Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian next to him wanted to make an offer.

Zhao Chuanxin glared at him, then asked another driver, "How much?"

The honest coachman said, "Sir, Sijiao Xiaoyang."

The shrewd coachman's face collapsed.

Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart: Dog, can't he cure you?
He used to feel pity for them, but later he learned that the rickshaw drivers at this time are making money just like the deliverymen in the 21st century. Most of the key deliverymen are of good character, but these drivers are much more slippery.

There is a basis for saying that the feet and teeth of the car and boat shop should be killed if they are innocent.

(End of this chapter)