mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 484 Indescribable Chamber God, Mysterious Sect Leader
The prison guard had never seen Zhao Chuanxin, so he dutifully stopped him: "Are you here to visit the prison?"

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Yes."

The prison guard said, "Follow me to search you and hand over your belongings."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I have no money, no weapons."

The prison guard's face was not very good, and he pointed to the small black room next to him: "Go there."

"What?"

"Just go if you are told, where is there so much nonsense?"

Zhao Chuanxin really just followed him.

The prison guard pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Take off rings, necklaces, watches, bracelets, all jewelry."

Hehe, the ring is the mysterious ring of the phoenix, and the other silver ring is the token of the coronation ceremony of the dining car gang.One necklace is a small Vajra Bodhi with turquoise and 24K gold spacers, spinach green disciple beads, and Zhao Chuanxin's pendant - the secret space.The bracelet is Thor's Hammer, and the watch is the original Cartier Pilot's Watch.

When the other party wants these things, he has basically sentenced himself to death.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a chair in the room, Shi Shiran sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Do you treat everyone like this, or only non-whites?"

Seeing his arrogance, the prison guard was furious: "Chinaman, do you know where you are?"

After hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin knew that this dog was a discriminatory dog.

He stood up, strode forward, and quickly held down the prison guard's gun.

The prison guards were taken aback. They didn't expect someone to be so bold as to snatch the gun.

He wanted to tug of war, but his strength was no match for Zhao Chuanxin's opponent, and the gun was taken away after a face-to-face encounter.

Zhao Chuanxin casually hung the shoulder strap of the rifle on his left shoulder, and grabbed the prison guard's hair with his right hand: "You are so fucking brave, new here?"

The prison guard slapped Zhao Chuanxin's arm, but Zhao Chuanxin basically ignored the scraping output.

He grabbed the prison guard's hair, pulled him out of the small black room, and walked into the prison.

"Who, stop!"

Upstairs at the sentry post, the prison guard yelled, and raised his gun by the way.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up: "Count to three, put down the gun, three!"

The prison guard on the sentry tower saw Zhao Chuanxin: "Chen Yigeng? No...Zhao Chuanxin!"

He still hesitated, but did not move the gun.

boom……

Zhao Chuanxin fired a shot with a Winchester M1897.

The prison guard on the sentry tower fell top-heavy, his body was beaten into a sieve, and he fell to his death even if he was not dead.

A large number of prison guards heard the gunfire and ran out.

They all recognized Chen Yigeng, no, it was Zhao Chuanxin.

They almost all knew that Chen Yigeng was Zhao Chuanxin.

A group of prison guards suddenly retreated.

Whenever this kind of thing happened, Zhao Chuanxin would think, what would happen if it was not him, Zhao Chuanxin, but another compatriot here.

The conclusion reached is - miserable.

If there is injustice, there is injustice everywhere in New York.

Zhao Chuanxin put the prison guard in front, took out the God of War M1907 and loaded it calmly: "Laughing out a glass of wine, murdering in prison. Shame on Yi Shuihan, follow the order Ri Guanhong."

Piff was furious and blood spattered five steps.

"and many more……"

"Speak well if you have something to say."

Zhao Chuanxin plucked the prison guard's hair: "If you fart, let it go."

"Chen... Zhao Chuanxin, why did you kill someone?"

"You have to ask him." Zhao Chuanxin pulled the prison guard's hair and shrugged.

"What stupid thing did you do to offend him?"

After the prison guard found out that this person was Zhao Chuanxin, he almost peed in fright: "I just...follow the procedure..."

Hearing that "according to the procedures", Zhao Chuanxin became angry for no reason, and put the gun against his head.

chug chug...

The prison guards on the opposite side were stunned.

He watched the prison guard's head shattered.

"vomit……"

After Zhao Chuanxin vented, he pointed to the people facing him: "Do you have any opinions? You can raise them, but it doesn't matter whether it will work or not."

Seeing no one answered, Zhao Chuanxin strode over.

Wherever they pass, everyone avoids them like snakes and scorpions.

Chen Yigeng is not easy to mess with, but Zhao Chuanxin is even more difficult.

But the prison guards didn't dare to leave. They sent someone to notify the warden, and at the same time followed him not far or near.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head: "Bring up Andrew Miller."

Prison guards could not obey, but they did not dare to resist.

Looking at each other, delaying time.

Zhao Chuanxin's character was not violent at all, but the occasional situation brought him into the limelight.

Just as he was about to speak, Thomas Osborne, the warden of Sing Sing Prison, ran forward, and the uppers of his leather shoes were deformed.

"Zhao Chuanxin, don't act rashly, I'm here..."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Thomas Osborne was usually inactive and out of breath.

He held his knees for a long time before he could catch his breath: "Dude, isn't it right to kill someone after returning from a long vacation?"

Zhao Chuanxin forcibly asked for leave to leave Xinxin Prison, and then forcibly returned.

Thomas Osborne had soft nails in his words.

"Osborne, I remember you have the habit of reading newspapers, don't you know what I've been doing recently?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the broken body on the ground: "If I were a prisoner, that's all. He saw that I was a Chinese, so he dragged me to a small dark room, trying to rob me of my money. If it wasn’t me who came today, the prisoner would not only lose his property, but even his life.”

It's entirely possible.

This is a chaotic and crazy era, where murders and corpses abound.

A few random hooks in the stinky ditch may be able to fish out the corpse of the giant view.

Thomas Osborne suddenly realized.

With sharp eyes, he scanned the prison guards.

They bowed their heads guilty.

Going online is not always wrong, there is only a wrong time, and there is no wrong way.

In this era, Zhao Chuanxin's vajra method is the only way to make changes in the white world.

But no matter the mind, no one is perfect when it comes to mind.

Thomas Osborne licked his lips, sighed and said, "Zhao Chuanxin, I will clean up the prison, what do you think?"

"Can!"

Thomas Osborn brushed his messy hair: "Then do you have anything else to do?"

It's okay, just get out of here.

"Bring Andrew Miller out." Zhao Chuanxin said while wiping his hands with a rag, "I'm going to take him away."

Just as Thomas Osborne was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin threw away the rag, took out a wad of banknotes and threw them on the table: "You share it, and those who see it will have a share."

As a result, Thomas Osborn blocked his words and put on a smiling face: "Yes!"

Andrew Miller walked out of the prison in a daze, and the prison guards who escorted him kept their faces cold throughout.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin at the gate of the prison, Andrew Miller was stunned and couldn't help being overjoyed: "Master, you really came to save me."

Zhao Chuanxin took him into the carriage waiting outside.

Said: "I will leave the United States in five days, and I have a task for you."

"Master, you said, I owe you my life." Andrew Miller said seriously.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't kill him, saved his life many times, and now fished him out.

Grace and reinvention.

"I want you to develop the Sect of the Chamber Pot, build churches, gather believers, and spread influence."

That's exactly what Andrew Miller is willing to do at this stage.

He patted his chest and assured: "I am good at this. But, lord, what is our teaching? The myths I made up before always feel very similar to the "Bible."

Ever since Zhao Chuanxin learned that the diary was the "Code of the Old Gods", he suddenly had some ideas.

"The gods created by people are always compassionate and lofty.

The gods of our chamber pot cult must be different.

God is indescribable, and God dominates everything. People's dreams, trances, and crazy ravings may all be dominated by God.

God may not be of this world, God is from another dimension.

God is neither good nor evil.

God will not love the world, save a good terminally ill patient, and punish a healthy and healthy villain who has done all the evil things.

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog. "

Andrew Miller was puzzled: "Master, so, are there any believers?"

God loves the world.

This lie has attracted countless people.

Andrew Miller now reads the Bible every day, looking for opportunities to grow and thrive.

Zhao Chuanxin affirmed: "Maybe not many, but there will definitely be, and they must be diehard fans.

What we can give believers is the driving force for human beings to explore the unknown and fear.

The world is as obscure as the soot-filled sky in New York. People with faith are often more willing to explore the unknown and fear after losing their faith.

This is also a spiritual need. "

Andrew Miller doubted, but did not deny Zhao Chuanxin's words.

What the teacher said is definitely right.

He asked, "What should the chamber god look like? The shape of the chamber pot?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "The God of the Night Pot is a proxy name, representing a god who descended from an unknown world, not just one.

There are five characteristics that you have to keep in mind, and the subsequent stories should closely revolve around these five characteristics:

1. Powerful power - the chamber pot god has extraordinary power, can level hills, trigger volcanic eruptions, destroy cities, and control natural elements.

2. Ancient Beings - They existed between heaven and earth long before human beings appeared.

3. Supernatural ability-can control the mind of human beings, produce hallucinations, transmit information, invade dreams, etc.Has a super high IQ, and a cunning or cruel personality.Can travel between dimensions.Some chamber pot gods can also transform into books and use them as dimensional barriers to dominate the world in the books, where it is the same as the earth.Perhaps the earth is the book of some chamber pot god.

4. Indescribable appearance - you can never describe the specific image of the chamber pot god, but what is certain is that their appearance will inevitably make human beings panic, but people do not know the meaning behind their shape.

5. Non-human way of thinking - human beings can never use their own moral system to speculate on the actions and reactions of the chamber pot god.Because, humans will think that the chamber pot god is crazy, but in fact, humans just don't understand it.Just like many unsolved mysteries and unknowable supernatural phenomena in the world, human beings will never be able to interpret them. Once they happen, human beings will despair.

In addition, you have to create a lot of obscure symbols, you can give them a meaning of justice or evil, but don't interpret the principle, because you don't know either. "

It's so funny that Andrew Miller gets more and more excited the more he listens.

The believer doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, the world doesn't understand, only the chamber pot god himself understands the truth.

This is a secret that will never be fully explored.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Master, are all these gods called chamber pot gods?"

"The chamber pot gods are a general term, and you can name them specifically. You can continue to classify them. Under the collective name of the chamber pot gods, there are also disciples of the old rulers, ancient gods, and demon kings. For example, the disciples of the old masters and the devil's power offset , resulting in a stable world. There is also the Lord of the Gods, who has been sleeping, but if he wakes up, the world will be destroyed. This setting will make believers walk on eggshells and feel oppressive. The believers of the old ruler will be in A lullaby is sung in the ear of the Lord of Gods to prevent him from waking up. But there is a god called 'Noise', and 'Noise' always makes noise, which will wake up the sleeping Old One or the Demon King, of course It will also wake up the Lord of Gods, so many gods are annoying him..."

Andrew Miller was very excited, and the leader subdivided the story.

He even doubted whether these things were true.

Because the leader has a nose and eyes, and the leader himself is also a mysterious and secretive man, sometimes saving people and sometimes killing people, moody and unpredictable.

He is powerful, supernatural, and has abnormal human thinking. He can only be named, whether it is ancient or not, who knows?
Could the leader's human body be a simple transformation?Is the leader the old ruler?
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(End of this chapter)