mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 572 Nameless Fire
Zhao Chuanxin saw through his thoughts, curled his lips and said, "You are almost sixty, what spells do you still want to learn?"

Zhao Yixian: "Shenxian Zhao, I am 37 this year."

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

Zhao Yixian looked at Benjamin Goldberg: "What did it say?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "If you say you are middle-aged and mature, you must be a late bloomer."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

I have heard of young people getting old, but I have never heard of middle-aged people getting old.

Can even a dog bury me?

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Scared!" Zhao Yixian responded loudly.

"Afraid of death, you can scream outrightly?"

Zhao Yixian smiled obscenely: "I cultivate immortality only when I am afraid of death."

But Zhao Chuanxin said: "But Lord Dao, I'm going to do the business of licking blood with the knife head."

"As long as you survive a catastrophe..." Zhao Yixian said solemnly, "Then you really won't die."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

When Huang Juzhong heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved.

The experience of the dead ghost's father's ghost this time left him with lingering fears.

He asked, "Master Daoist, how long will your old age be?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the sky 45 degrees with his hands behind his back: "Master Dao, I was born in the first year of Kaiyuan."

But I thought in my heart: the evening glow travels thousands of miles, and the morning glow does not go out. I think it will rain today.

Huang Juzhong scratched his fingers: "I Zhuo, am I not a god in the era of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji? Didn't I live for more than 1160 years?"

He hastily bowed deeply: "Master Daoist, please teach me how to practice spells..."

Immortality, Qin Shihuang wanted it all.

Zhao Chuanxin was stern: "You first do good deeds for your Huang family for ten years before you say anything else!"

Huang Juzhong's eyes showed firmness: "It's a deal, where will Huang go to find Daogong ten years from now?"

Zhao Chuanxin said perfunctorily: "Ten years later today, if you keep your promise at this time, Dao Lord will appear, no matter when and where."

At this time, the people present never imagined that Huang Juzhong would really meet Zhao Chuanxin again ten years later.

Zhao Yixian hurriedly asked with a pleading face, "Shenxian Zhao, then I..."

He is not afraid of death, what else can Zhao Chuanxin say: "Follow me."

Zhao Yixian fulfilled his duty and said to Huang Juzhong before leaving: "Master Huang, please ask someone else to be smart, Mr. Zhao has gone to seek longevity."

Under Huang Juzhong's envious eyes, Zhao Chuanxin left three people and one dog Shi Shiran.

Huang Juzhong was stunned for a while, then hurriedly turned around, and said to his family: "Hurry up and send someone to spread the story of last night, so that all the gentry in Qinzhou know."

The concierge said awkwardly, "Master, the news was already out last night."

"..." Huang Juzhong patted his head: "Is there any bridge that needs to be repaired recently? Is there any road that needs to be repaired? Are there any disaster victims who need porridge?"

The concierge scratched his head.

There have been three generations of the Huang family, but there has never been a good person.

How did Huang Juzhong's generation change his gender?

Huang Juzhong murmured to himself: "It's true that when one's virtue is used, one hates less, and when goodness needs to be accumulated, one realizes the difficulty. From today onwards, our Huang's family is a family of goodness, and no one is allowed to do immoral things, otherwise we will be kicked out of the gate!"

"Master, what are you?"

"Huang also asked for longevity..."

concierge:"……"

Taking the wrong medicine belongs to this category.

……

Leaving the Huang's mansion, Zhao Chuanxin had to rely on the 11th to walk.

Qinjiang water is said to be suitable for wine making.

The scenery on both sides of the strait is excellent, the waters extend in all directions, spreading to the dense forests on both sides, red and green, swaying and luxuriant.

In the banana forest in Liyuan, there are European herons spreading their wings.The sun is shining brightly, and the river is like wearing neon clothes.

The color of the water is black and black, the waves are golden, and the waves restrain the flying boat.

Both the master and the apprentice, plus cooking, felt that it was very enjoyable to watch.

Qianfan has traveled all over the world, and now he is no longer an ordinary dog. He has a lot of knowledge.

Ganfan yelled towards the river: "Wow, woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This bird is called a coir raincoat crane. Raising this bird is useless except for its beauty. We might as well raise some crows or something."

"Wang Wang Wang..."

"You still know how to go west with a crane. It is said that the crane is with the fairy. In fact, this bird is also very stupid. When we have a chance, we will go to Africa and catch gray parrots for you to raise."

Zhao Yixian was skeptical, and couldn't help asking: "This dog can also raise birds?"

"Wang Wang Wang..."

"what did he say?"

Benjamin Goldberg translated: "Ganfan said, it has a name, don't this dog and that dog, you are really less educated than a dog."

"I'm Zhuo..." Zhao Yixian jumped angrily.

This dog is so choking.

But after all, I didn't dare to be as knowledgeable as Ganfan. After all, this is not an ordinary dog. A dog under Zhao Shenxian's seat may be super-grade.

Benjamin Goldberg stood by Zhao Chuanxin's side and asked in a low voice, "Master, in the Huang's mansion, how did you manage to play the role of a triangle with one person?"

Bull head, horse face and Mrs. Huang, aren't they triangles?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch, and there was still time, so he said to his apprentice unhurriedly: "Those who have a bad record can't argue with a hundred words, but those who are as bright and upright as a teacher are full of mouths. Listen..."

There is a group of mynas in the tree next to them, pulling their necks and making monotonous calls, occasionally tactful, quite crisp.

The palm of Zhao Chuanxin's left hand suddenly made a similar cry, but the tune was more crisp and varied, combining the sounds of the most beautiful birds singing on the tree.

The sound was so loud that it was impossible not to attract the bird's attention.

Benjamin Goldberg watched Zhao Chuanxin's mouth tightly closed, and his Adam's apple did not move.But it was clear that the voice came from him.

Not long after, a mynah was attracted by the sound, flew down from the tree, circled around Zhao Chuanxin's head and flew back to the branch.

Zhao Chuanxin continued to make the sound of birdsong, and extended his left hand by the way.

I don't know what magic power this song has, for a moment, two mynahs were attracted, circled twice, and landed on Zhao Chuanxin's palm.

Benjamin Goldberg feels that when traveling with Master, unexpected situations often arise.

Zhao Yixian's thinking is very simple now, and he praised: "It must be attracted by Zhao Shenxian's fairy spirit, even birds want to get close."

Anyway, as long as you learn the immortal method, one method can be used for all methods, and you can be sure that you are right if you follow it consistently.

Benjamin Goldberg looked at him like a cane.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his wrist, and Mynah flew up.

While talking, we arrived at the ferry.

The boatman is looking at the sky.

Zhao Yixian shouted: "Boatman, I will wait for the three of us to cross the river."

The boatman nodded: "Masters, hurry up and cross, it's going to rain."

Zhao Yixian was puzzled: "It's not like."

The boatman greeted them to board the boat, propped up the pole and said, "There will be no mistakes."

Zhao Yixian curled his lips, meaning: We each reserve our opinions.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a group of not too big but beautiful fish swimming in the river.

This is horse mouth fish.

He stood by the boat, leaned over and raised his hand, when a few horse mouth fishes that were swimming suddenly rushed towards the boat involuntarily.

They naturally tried to break free, but no matter how much they shook their heads and tails, it was useless.

When he got to the side of the boat, Zhao Chuanxin leaned forward and picked them up one by one.

The boatman was shocked: "Mr. Dao has cast a spell."

Zhao Chuanxin threaded the hemp rope through the gills of the fish and handed it to Zhao Yixian: "Take it, eat at noon."

And he himself manipulated Lord Runzhi's greeting, took a ball of water, wrapped his hands, and constantly scrubbed away the mucus and fishy smell.

The boatman stared wide-eyed and forgot to pole, causing the boat to slip several meters downstream.

Zhao Yixian had a sense of superiority of being near the water and seeing the moon first, and he reminded the boatman: "Don't just stare, hurry up and put on the pole. After a while, the boat floats into the sea, and we will see how you get back."

When Zhao Chuanxin was on the other side, the boatman suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Chuanxin's back: "Bless the gods, bless my mother-in-law to give birth to a child with a handle."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "You man, you'd better pray for the protection of the gods and gods, and pray that the male gods must not be surnamed Wang!"

The boatman got up and scratched his head, not knowing why.

Zhao Chuanxin and the others went straight north to Jianshan.

Along the way, people gradually increased until they came to the market.

Zhao Yixian pointed to the downtown area and said, "It is said that the execution is here."

Zhao Chuanxin took a look at it, and it was obvious that Huang Futing chose the site carefully.

To the northwest is a large rice field, to the east is a road, beside the road is the Qin River, and only to the south is the residential area of ​​the common people.

As long as you hold on to the south, you can see the remaining directions at a glance.

The Qing army has already begun to deploy defenses nearby, and the people who heard the news and came to see the excitement also began to gather.

The boatman was right, the sky was filled with dark clouds, clearly showing signs of rain.

But the rain can't dampen the enthusiasm of the people to watch the excitement.

At the same time, a group of scrawny wild dogs came to join in the fun.

Only this time, they didn't dare to be arrogant, and hid in the corner with their tails between their legs, not knowing what they were waiting for.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around, trying to see some anger in the eyes of the people.

But what he saw was either pairs of empty eyes under the dark clouds, or laughing and pointing at those Qing soldiers who were also lazy and laughing.

Huh?
Didn't the newspapers say that the people here are impassioned, and how many people secretly support the rebels?

Why did Zhao Chuanxin see different scenes?

The number of Qing troops gradually increased.

But they didn't have such a tight defense. They were in groups of several people, scattered and scattered, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Most of the low-level officers are also skinny, with their hands on the handle of the knife, trying their best to put on a mighty look, but it looks ridiculous.

Gradually, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't laugh anymore.

When the thunder was rolling, the Lord finally arrived.

A large group of Qing soldiers escorted people with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, dirty clothes and strange smells from far away, tied them with ropes and rushed over.

There are no executioners, only the Qing army with quick guns.

This is because the "appearance fee" of the executioner is too high, and at least 1-4 yuan is required for each appearance. Perhaps the family members of the beheaded have to make a confession, so that the prisoner can die happily without suffering. This is all gray income.

Today, there are too many people to kill, and there are not enough executioners.

If you count the money by the piece, then the old nose money.

It's better to use ammunition directly.

The people finally had some reaction.

But they didn't shout something like "The Great Qing Dynasty is about to perish" or "Dog officials will not die well", they were simply excited about watching the fun.

A scholar approached Zhao Chuanxin and said, "People outside Fang also like to see beheads?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "Get lost."

"How do you curse at people, Taoist priest?"

"Drafting? If you don't get out, you will not only scold me, I will kill you." Zhao Chuanxin's eyes showed a fierce look.

The scholar was horrified, the Taoist's eyes were too fierce, he ran away in despair.

Zhao Chuanxin began to take off his robes in public.

Shoes and trousers are ready-made, just put on a coat.

He said to Zhao Yixian, "Stay away."

Zhao Yixian wanted to say something tough, but when he saw those Qing soldiers with guns and live ammunition, he could only swallow his saliva, and mixed into the crowd with a hanging fish.

Benjamin Goldberg didn't care and stayed on the spot.

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around, trying to find a familiar figure, but unfortunately he didn't know where Shuangxi and Wang Long were hiding.

To be honest, he didn't want to participate.

There is a price to pay for everything you do, and rebellion is no exception. More people die on the battlefield.

He came today mainly to save Shuangxi and Wang Long, for fear that they would do something stupid.

But when he arrived at the scene, an unknown karmic fire rose in his heart inexplicably.

The common people didn't feel sad that anything hurt their kind, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't see Sun Gongwu sending people to rescue these poor people who were desperate and dying.

He also sees no signs of "the awakening of the people".

Even the fucking Qing army itself behaved perfunctorily, each of them looked like a bum, how could they look like a soldier?

The prisoners had already been lined up over there, and the Qing army carrying guns for execution began to load ammunition and pull the bolt.

Zhao Chuanxin came out in a row, and a Qing army who maintained order finally had a snack and knew to step forward to stop it.

And Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his neck and gave him a headbutt.

boom!
Qing Jun rolled his eyes and fell down.

The rest of the Qing army who maintained order yelled and surrounded them. Zhao Chuanxin showed a ferocious smile and told you to perfunctory and numb you. The Mahler Gobi will wake you up today.

At this time, dense raindrops also began to fall...

(End of this chapter)