I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 213 Era
On the dim street, Chen Qingyuan stood under the flickering streetlights, his black shirt looking as if it would blend into the darkness at any moment...

zizi...

zizi...

On a park bench, a couple in Halloween costumes were chatting.

The clown walked out of the shadows, took off his hat and used it as a fan to fan himself, pretending to be out of breath. Tick-tick, tick-tick, dark red blood flowed from the corner of his clothes, the amount of blood was so large that it even formed a small pool of blood on the ground...

It looked at its back and saw that the wound that had just healed opened again.

Chen Qingyuan's sword pierced through its chest and back, causing very troublesome injuries.

The clown's mask was very dark. He turned his head suddenly, put on his hat, looked at the couple on the bench, and walked over with his cane, raised his knees high, and swayed from side to side in an exaggerated manner. He stood in front of the girlfriend dressed as a kitten and made an inviting gesture...

My girlfriend is an optimist and immediately accepted the clown's invitation.

The chubby boyfriend sitting next to him felt that there was something wrong with the clown and stood up to refuse. Unexpectedly, the clown simply hung his crutch on his boyfriend's arm and made a gesture to silence him.

The boyfriend caught a glimpse of the blood on the ground, and hurriedly pulled his girlfriend over, pointing at the blood on the ground and saying, "What a big pool of blood, we must call the police immediately!"

The girlfriend said nonchalantly, "It's Halloween, it's normal to get some blood. Does he look like he's in trouble?"

The clown opened his arms and made a bodybuilding move.

The fat boyfriend always felt something was wrong and insisted on taking his girlfriend away. At this moment, the black top hat was suddenly put on his head, directly from the top of his head to his neck.

It was the clown. It put its hat on the fat boyfriend's head and took it off. The head on the fat boyfriend's neck disappeared and a lot of blood gushed out, splashing on the two of them...

My girlfriend stood there in a daze.

The Joker snapped his fingers, again making an inviting gesture.

The light in my girlfriend's eyes slowly disappeared, and then she smiled, put her hand on the clown's white glove, and followed it to the dark shadows...

pat pat pat.

The sound of leather shoes walking was heard, and Chen Qingyuan appeared. He stretched out his index finger and wiped the blood on the ground.

This clown's fighting power was off the charts in the short film, but it was limited to targeting ordinary people. He could teleport, kill people from a distance, and create illusions. In the world that Chen Qingyuan had experienced so far, the monsters basically had these skills...

As long as you understand the enemy, the unknown is no longer a threat.

Chen Qingyuan wants to try to get rid of the clown today, Halloween.

He took out the Merit Banner and stuck it into the ground, pinched his fingers, chanted a spell, and the blood on the ground slowly gathered towards the Merit Banner. The blood-red banner kept trembling, and a strong wind blew. A huge tiger jumped out. It was Shanjun! Then a dark figure jumped out from the Merit Banner. It was Taoist Zhang Qingzhi...

"Find this clown, keep it under surveillance, and tell me where it is."

Chen Qingyuan drew a clown's head on a piece of white paper. It was very eye-catching and it was hard not to recognize its appearance.

The tiger roared and jumped out!
Zhang Qingzhi also turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Then the banner shook, and hundreds of ghosts emerged, heading in all directions...

Not long after, Chen Qingyuan immediately sensed that two ghosts had been killed in the southeast! He immediately summoned all the ghosts in other locations back.

A giant tiger appeared. Chen Qingyuan climbed onto its back and patted its head, saying, "Hurry!"

The tiger runs very fast, but it has a ghostly physique, and it would be a bit cold to sit on it.

The wind howled in my ears.

In a dark alley, Chen Qingyuan found the clown, squatting on the ground and slowly standing up. In the alley lay the skinny body of a girl, who had died miserably, as if her soul had been taken away alive. Because he did not feel the existence of the girl's soul, even in the corpse there was no trace of it.

Chen Qingyuan held a handful of talisman paper in his hand.

He slowly threw it into the air and walked towards the clown: "Tell me, what kind of monster are you..."

The clown looked at the flying talismans, clapped his hands, and then made a goodbye gesture and was about to leave! Bang, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell back...

It turned its head and looked at Chen Qingyuan, and saw that in addition to the talisman paper thrown in his hand, he was also holding a handful of small yellow flags.

It seems that this thing is causing trouble...

The clown strode towards Chen Qingyuan with his crutch in hand, raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at him!
Chen Qingyuan looked at it silently, and with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, he wrote a spell on the palm of his left hand, and the Qi flowed through his body. A faint light emanated from his palm...

The clown came closer.

Chen Qingyuan suddenly pulled out a pistol with his right hand and fired a shot, BANG!!!
The clown was quick-witted and scooped up the bullet in the air, and it appeared between its thumb and index finger. Then its shoulders trembled, and it seemed to be laughing silently...

Snapped!
A loud slap!

Chen Qingyuan's left hand landed heavily on its mask. The spell written this time was not simple. It was the Holy Mother's Mantra of Chen Jinggu, the Holy Mother of Shuntian, who was exclusive to Lushan! With this blow, there were only a few clicks, and cracks appeared on the mask on the clown's face, and then it broke and scattered all over the ground...

The clown rolled over on the ground and hit the corner of the alley heavily...

It turned over and sat up, rubbing its face with both hands, and found that only half of the mask was hanging on its face. It suddenly twitched and kicked its legs on the ground.

The part of the face that was missing from the mask was a human face, a face covered with pimples and birthmarks...

The clown tried his best to cover this part, as if exposing his real face would directly weaken his fighting power...

Chen Qingyuan has watched short films and movies. The clown in the short film kills people with some principles, but they are only such pitiful principles...

The clown in the movie is even more unscrupulous, killing whoever he wants. Although the existence of the clown is a metaphor at the end of the movie, it is actually the inner demon of the heroine. But so what, the devil comes from hell and is killed. If it is one soul with the heroine, then the heroine will die with it.

Sonorous! !
The Evil-Breaking Sword was slowly pulled out from the tear mole.

The Joker seemed to have completely lost his ability to fight, and was just covering his face with his hands in dirty white gloves.

Chen Qingyuan stabbed a sword into its crown and blessed it with the Virgin Mary Mantra. The clown shook like crazy, and its flesh and blood turned into black and red mud, leaving only an orange-red costume.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

A voice came.

A clown squatted on the eaves of the alley, wearing the same orange clothes, the same top hat and cane, but the difference was that this clown didn't wear a mask, but a whole hood on his head. He stared at the pile of orange suits in the alley, shaking his head, as if he was regretting something...

Chen Qingyuan looked up at it and said, "Come down and play."

The clown crossed his arms and shook his head.

Chen Qingyuan put away the Evil-Slaying Sword: "No way, this is Halloween. If you don't play and I don't play, who will we play with? Come on, do something meaningful, just like you disguised yourself as a demon to persecute that girl's family..."

The clown turned his head suddenly, dark red blood flowed from his black eye sockets, and his left hand made a phone call gesture. Ding-ling-ling...

Jingle Bell……

A phone rang outside in the alley.

Chen Qingyuan walked out of the alley and saw a rusty telephone booth on the street that was obviously abandoned for a long time and was ringing.

He walked over and pressed the hands-free button.

There was a buzzing sound from the speaker, and then a woman's voice came out: "Hello, hello, can you hear my mature and sexy voice?"

Chen Qingyuan laughed and said, "That's the voice of that girl's mother, right? You are as despicable and low-class as your mask. Come on, start your ugly performance!"

Belittle, scold, insult.

He started with three consecutive mouth cannons.

There was silence for two seconds in the loudspeaker, and then the voice said, "Ahahahaha, too grumpy, on such a happy Halloween night, how can you be so grumpy..."

Chen Qingyuan sat down on the chair next to him, took out a cup of hot tea and took a sip: "I like chatting with optimistic people, especially little bugs like you who always make me laugh. It's a pity that the laughter is limited. It's a luxury to laugh for two more seconds..."

What is the biggest insult to a clown.

I just don’t think they’re funny or interesting…

Chen Qingyuan confirmed that his Lushan School's magic could deal with the clown, and he did not hide it. Not only would he use magic to beat it, he would also use verbal violence against it!
The clown squatted on the lawn in the distance, holding his hands as if crying. The phone rang: "What a cold-hearted audience! I want to play a game with you more than ever! If you have the guts, come with me. If not, I will let that woman and her sister die tonight..."

Chen Qingyuan drank his tea slowly and said, "You may have forgotten one thing. I am not here to save anyone. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't waste my time."

The woman's voice on the phone laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, I don't believe it! Uh..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Because there was an arrow stuck in the clown's neck, which had penetrated all the way through.

Chen Qingyuan held the thousand-year-old bamboo bow in his hand, and his right hand was still in the motion of shooting an arrow. He smiled and said, "I heard that clowns like to perform those acrobatics that hit the bull's eye. You were too conspicuous squatting there in your big orange outfit. I couldn't help but shoot an arrow at you. You shouldn't mind, right..."

The phone was buzzing.

"you……"

Chen Qingyuan hung up the phone: "No one is talking. It's so boring."

The clown in the distance was finally enraged. Blood kept flowing out of the eye sockets of its mask. It grabbed the talisman arrow with both hands and pulled it out!

Whoosh whoosh!
The talisman arrows flew over one after another, piercing it like a hedgehog.

One of the arrows flew straight at his face. The clown gave up the other arrows and grabbed the one in the air with both hands. He stepped back a few steps. The gate of the park behind him twisted and turned into the entrance of a circus. He walked in with a body full of arrows...

A clown has been killed, but there is no sound from the phone indicating that the task is completed.

Chen Qingyuan walked to the park entrance and looked carefully. The air inside the door was distorted and he didn't know where it led to. He slung his longbow over his body, held the Evil-Breaking Sword in his hand and walked in with the ghost...

Black and white chaos.

Familiar feeling.

It's like traveling through time.

When he came to his senses, he had already passed through the park gate.

The crowds were huge.

After Chen Qingyuan passed through the gate, he came to a completely unfamiliar street, and a strong sense of time division came over him.

Women on the street wore corsets with long, loose skirts, and some wealthy women even wore crinolines. Men wore gray and black clothes, and wore suits, hats, and canes in their hands, which seemed to be a trend...

But these costumes are only for people with money in their pockets.

Like ordinary people, they wore stained clothes, had no hats or canes, and even their shoes were made of various scraps of leather. The women's clothes were also very simple, just wrapped in a piece of cloth, and some even sat outside their homes washing clothes without caring about the slightest exposure.

The appearance of Chen Qingyuan made the people on the street quiet down instantly. They looked at him as if he were a rare animal...

One of the men with the bucket came over, looked him up and down, and said, "Boy, you are Asian, right? Where did you get this clothes? If you don't want to die, take it off and leave this place!"

This familiar feeling reminded Chen Qingyuan of the last time he traveled through the world of "Coraline".

Is this going to be the same as the Joker's, and arrive at some point in time in the United States?
Chen Qingyuan asked: "What year is it now?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously thought for a long time before he said, "The newspaper said it seemed to be 1852, but no, why do you want to ask this..."

Chen Qingyuan said thank you and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the people around surrounded Chen Qingyuan and prevented him from leaving. The man shouted, "You Asians who come from the backward Eastern Empire are poor and ignorant. It is impossible for you to wear such high-end clothes! You must have stolen them from some rich man. Take them off quickly or you will get beaten..."

Chen Qingyuan sighed and fumbled in his pocket for a while, trying to take out some money to appease everyone, but then he thought again and realized that this was not the right solution at all.

He pulled out a gun, put a bullet into his mouth, and said, "It's true that I am from the Eastern Empire, but I am an outstanding and noble person in the empire. You common people have no right to act insolently in front of me! If anyone is upset, come and try how many bullets are in my gun..."

The pistol was raised high so that everyone nearby could see his appearance.

What a fine gun.

At the very least, no matter how good a civilian is, he cannot keep his gun so cleanly and meticulously.

The people quieted down, and Chen Qingyuan ignored them. Suddenly, he saw an orange figure in the crowd running quickly forward. It was the clown...

Chen Qingyuan reached into his pocket and casually threw out a handful of change, which landed on the ground with a clatter, instantly arousing people's nerves.

Except for a few who looked rich, everyone else bent over and picked up the items.

Unobscured.

The figure of the clown is clearly visible.

Chen Qingyuan chased after it with all his might, only to see that the clown's orange suit was fading and turned gray in the blink of an eye. It was getting shorter and shorter, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

He opened his clothes, and a large number of rats ran out from the ground in all directions...

In the distance, there were many huge tents, as if a circus had come to perform, and a large number of mice had gone there...

(End of this chapter)