mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 748 Today’s lesson, how to kill Japanese
[The craftsman said: I want an exchange of mortal fluids. 】

Zhao Chuanxin laughed in his heart.

He thought for a moment, but he had no way of knowing what exactly was precious about the mortal liquid.

Maybe refining some kind of potion.

The craftsman was the huntress's fiancé, and he came so hurriedly, his purpose was too obvious.

[Do I agree to the exchange? 】

Zhao Chuanxin weighed it in his mind and wrote:
[I said: All sexual liquids are precious. 】

[The craftsman does not back down: My father is the most familiar with various sea monster materials, so he can become a famous armor craftsman.And he has imparted all his knowledge to me, and my skills are second to none in the world.Moreover, the invisible scales of the shipworm can affect the whole body at a moment's notice. I am the only one in this world who has the ability to build armor quickly and easily without destroying any structure. 】

Zhao Chuanxin continued to write:

[I shook my head: But it’s still not as valuable as mortal liquid. 】

In fact, he knows the value of shit?

[The Craftsman City is not deep enough, so he immediately became anxious: What else do you want? 】

Written by Zhao Chuanxin;

[I said: I only pay you half of the mortal liquid. Not only do you have to make me armor and cloak, I also have a weapon. It is made of ordinary metal. You have to find a way to make it strong, wear-resistant and incomparably crafted. sharp. 】

Since this guy knows all kinds of sea monster materials, he must have a solution.

[The craftsman thought for a while and said: Armor and cloak are fine, but I can only do half of the weapons. 】

[I asked: What do you mean? 】

[The craftsman said: My father once collected some bone metal and added it to the metal, which will make the metal have a honeycomb-like internal structure like bones. This will make weapons of the same size lighter and stronger, and the cutting effect of the edge will be doubled.But because it requires extremely high temperatures, it is difficult for ordinary flames to reach it, so I can provide bone metal, but it cannot be crafted. You can only think of a way. 】

[Do I agree to the exchange? 】

Zhao Chuanxin did not hesitate and wrote:

【I agree. 】

[The craftsman became excited and said to me again: Fearless Pioneer, you are undoubtedly an amazing hero. You can hunt the sawworm single-handedly. This is comparable to the most amazing hunter in Red Island.I will provide accommodation for you and your friends for free. 】

[I was annoyed with the captain for taking us to the tavern, so I readily agreed. 】

[It’s just that the captain is not very happy. 】

[Before leaving, the captain reminded me: Fearless Pioneer, Red Island at night, don’t go to those darkest places. 】

The trade officer warned him not to wander around last time, and the captain reminded him again this time.

Zhao Chuanxin recalled the rustling sound in the darkness that "I" heard before.

[I thanked the captain and followed the craftsman out. 】

[The craftsman has a lamp hanging on his shoulder, a lamp under his arm, and a lamp in his hand. 】

[The craftsman’s house stands on another cliff. We walked a long way up the stone steps. It wasn’t until there were no street lights that I realized that the night on Hongdao was extremely dark, so dark that I couldn’t even see my fingers. 】

[The sound of waves crashing against the rocks below is heard layer by layer. The soil on both sides of the stone steps is dark red. It is said that it has been soaked in blood for a long time. 】

[I heard the rustling sound again. 】

[I was about to ask the craftsman, but the craftsman pointed to the front and said: This is my home. 】

[The craftsman's house is a large wooden two-story building. A pattern like two beards is painted on the top of the door. I don't know whether it is for decoration or has a deeper meaning. 】

[I smelled a faint fishy smell and asked: What is this smell? 】

[As the craftsman guided us in, he said: It is a kind of sea monster grease, which can avoid unnecessary troubles. 】

[He has no intention of continuing to explain. 】

[There are various armor-making tools everywhere on the first floor. We walked through them and followed the decayed stairs to the second floor.There was a creaking sound when you stepped on the floor. It was obvious that the wood had been in disrepair for a long time and had some problems. 】

[The craftsman arranged for us to stay in a room with four beds. 】

[Before leaving, the craftsman said: My father lives downstairs and he doesn’t want to be disturbed. Please don’t wander around. It’s not safe outside. 】

Zhao Chuanxin then transferred the bone metal and closed the "Old God Code".

It was a leather bag, full of gray powder.

Is this metal?

He took out the Black Cleaver, awakened the Old God's Crucible Brand, melted the axe, and poured the powder from his leather sack into it.

As the temperature rises, the surrounding air distorts.

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that the newly formed ax was expanding. According to the original shape design, if it continued to expand, it would become unreasonable.

In the electric light and flint room, Zhao Chuanxin made one side of the ax broad and thick, the other side long and narrow with a hook, and created a skull relief in the middle.Seeing that it was still expanding, he let the remaining part spread downwards to form an ax handle.

In the end, the length of the ax handle plus the ax head reached almost two and a half meters, and it was still expanding.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to create a wolf-toothed hammer head on the second half of the ax, which was just right to maintain balance.

The expansion finally stopped.

He began to recover heat. When the entire ax became no longer hot to the touch, the entire body of the giant ax changed from its original dark color to dark gray.

Zhao Chuanxin saw gray metal for the first time.

On the surface of the axe, you can see tiny honeycomb patterns.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the handle of the ax and swung it twice. It was not much heavier than the original two axes. He could operate it with ease, but its size was exaggerated.

The big head of the ax in front is wider than Zhao Chuanxin's chest. The hook on the small head is as slender as a scimitar and pointed, like the hook of a sickle.

Because its internal structure is honeycomb-like, it is actually filled with a lot of air and is hollow, like a bone.

He took control of the Old God's Crucible Brand and carved the words on the ax handle - Gray Cutter.

Well, it lives up to its name.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the gray cutter with satisfaction and lay down again to sleep.

The next morning, the sky was very bright.

Jin Jin's home was luxuriously equipped with glass windows. The sun was hidden under the horizon, but the light could not be concealed, dispersing the darkness in half of the sky.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes almost immediately.

When Jin Shuzhen woke up and went out to go out, she saw Zhao Chuanxin practicing balancing skills when passing by the yard.

Whether Lao Zhao practices or not depends on his mood.

Live long and be willful!
Jin Shuzhen saw his movements. When he bent the bow, he was like the full moon. When he raised his arms, his shape was long and short. When he was lying down, he was like an Arhat and when he was rising, he was like thunder. His naked upper body muscles were tangled, but he could be as agile as an ape, an elf, or a deer.

He was doing all kinds of difficult movements that were beyond the reach of ordinary people, but there wasn't even a trace of sweat on his body.

Jin Shuzhen was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin, who was still standing on his head, said, "Don't pee your pants again."

Jin Shuzhen regained her soul, even though she had been "nourished" by "Japanese new learning", she couldn't help hiding her face in shame and left.

Zhao Chuanxin finished the rest of the action with a calm expression, then stood up and came to the wellhead in the courtyard. He raised his hand, and a stream of well water rose into the sky and condensed into a ball. He washed his hands first, then brushed his teeth, washed his face and washed his hair.

He claps his hand, and the water divided into four or five groups falls to the ground and explodes like a silver bottle.

The dirt in the yard was splashed wet.

But when Jin Shuzhen went to the convenience store, her head was filled with pictures.

She had seen a brawler, who was huge and round, and looked very scary.But they don't have Zhao Chuanxin's armor-like shoulders, no well-proportioned and powerful biceps and triceps, no high-definition eight-pack abs, and no serratus anterior muscles like a string of bullets.

The ghost-like tattoos on Zhao Chuanxin's body are as unforgettable as if they have magical power.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin's figure is incomparable to that of a bodybuilder.

His body fat is on the high side. He is just more muscular than normal combat athletes. This is due to the balancing technique and the comprehensive training of muscles in all parts of the body.

But at this time, it was enough to shock a little girl with little knowledge.

When she came back, Jin Shuzhen was still in a daze, as if she was drunk.

This feeling is not infatuation or liking, but rather it is like a feeling that subverts the three views. For the first time, I feel that someone in this world can have a body like this.

Rather disgusted.

So when she came back, she leaned against the wall and walked back with her head lowered and her face ashen.

Her mother got up and noticed something was wrong with her: "Shuzhen, are you feeling unwell?" Jin Shuzhen shook her head: "No, mother, I, I feel dizzy and nauseated..."

By the time Jin Jin yawned and stretched before going out, Zhao Chuanxin had already finished washing and dressed neatly.

Jin Jin was surprised because Zhao Chuanxin, who was clean and ready to go, looked a little different from yesterday.

He wore a bulletproof fishtail windbreaker, a bulletproof vest and a white short T. Underneath were jeans lined with war-damaged leather and a pair of bulletproof work boots.

His hair was shaved last year, and he kept it for more than half a year. It didn't grow long, and the hair was thick and hard, with stubborn thorns in the front.

His eyes are quite big, but the ends of them are tilted up, which makes them look like pink and phoenix eyes. His sword-shaped eyebrows are thick and black, slanting into his temples.

In fact, Lao Zhao's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes over the years. His hair has become thicker and stiffer, and his beard and eyebrows have grown thicker, which has added a lot of aggression to his original bohemian and cynical temperament.

His face is a typical northerner's face, with hard eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He is not actually handsome, but the depth and contours of his face are definitely not the generous marble look of the rich and powerful in this era. It is like a karst landform that has been washed away for hundreds of millions of years and has a carved texture.

Different from the obscene and pointy rat whiskers, his cheeks are thin and half of his face is covered with thick beard.

In fact, it was not that Zhao Chuanxin deliberately grew a beard, it was just that shaving under the current conditions was difficult and easy to break the skin, which was troublesome, so he simply modified the shape occasionally and allowed it to grow wildly.

Laziness is the biggest cause.

If there was a woman at his service at any time, he would be willing to shave cleanly every day. Being ten years younger would not be a dream.

Jin Jin took a quick look and thought, oh, what a standard son-in-law!

He is a strange man in the world. He has a belly and talks like him, but he is more manly than him. He saves others by himself. Is this girl going to die happily after marrying?

But I saw Zhao Chuanxin wielding a kitchen knife and slashing at the pillar...

Half of the big radish was cut into thin slices with almost no difference in thickness. He took it and stuffed it into the mouth of the horse that was carrying him all the way.

But this horse was a bit stupid. He only stared at the other half of the uncut radish root on the chopping board, snorting anxiously.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "You're damn serious, the peacock is spreading its tail, but you only look at the buttocks, right?"

As he said that, he popped the radish into its mouth, and then it realized: Oh, it turns out there is something to eat here.

Jin Jin stroked his whiskers and smiled: "If you go out to do errands today, just ride a horse."

Yesterday, Zhao Chuanxin said that the horses would be used as food and accommodation expenses. Jin Jin was quite happy, but today he asked Zhao Chuanxin to ride away again.

It can be said to be a big change in mentality.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the horse's head: "The horse is a good horse. It only takes a sweat on the forehead to consume a hundred miles of fuel. It's a pity that it can't be used."

At this time, Jin Shuzhen was carrying a schoolbag made of blue cloth and white hooked with peony flower patterns, using a Guangxu Tongbao as a buckle, and was about to go out.

She said: "Dad, I'm going to school right now. Today's lesson will teach us about the three major festivals of Heaven, Earth and Era."

These are three Japanese festivals that are closely related to their emperor and country.

Jin Jin's old face turned dark again, but he couldn't bear to scold his only baby, so he just sulked himself.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother Han Sheng, I want to go out for a walk too."

Jin Jin's eyes lit up again: "Brother Zhao, the world is not peaceful now and horse bandits are rampant. How about you escort my little girl to school?"

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes also lit up: "Yes!"

It's just that their purposes are different.

Jin Shuzhen immediately resisted: "No, Dad, I can go by myself."

"Haha, you would be scared if you were kidnapped by horse bandits to be the wife of a stronghold."

"Humph."

Zhao Chuanxin went out with Jin Shuzhen.

He was holding a cigarette, holding his hands behind his back, and humming a song. The sun was shining and the weather was perfect.

Jin Shuzhen saw it out of the corner of her eye, and felt inexplicably angry.

It's not far, but it's actually not close either.It must be almost 5 miles.

Jin Shuzhen's feet are quite fast, which is the advantage of not having her feet bound.

Zhao Chuanxin's long legs were nothing to worry about, and he walked calmly.

When the sun rose, they arrived near the palace, and neither of them spoke a word along the way.

It's just that the more uncomfortable Jin Shuzhen becomes, the more pleased Zhao Chuanxin becomes.

The school was set up in Yanshi Hall, an old theater building in the palace. At the beginning, Gongsang Norbu barely had enough to recruit 24 female dependents from officials and guards.Kawahara Soko vowed that there would be no distinction between education and any girl from any family could enroll in the school.

But the people are ignorant, and they have always believed that it is a virtue for a woman to have no talent, and there will definitely be rumors if a daughter's family runs away, so no one dares to send the female family members.

Kawahara Soko is a very shrewd woman who devotes herself to teaching not only literacy and arithmetic, but also painting, music, hiking, garden parties, and weaving headscarves...

The daughters of the common people around me could really learn some skills when they saw how interesting it was, so how could they restrain themselves.

In addition, there was no bad news at all, so people signed up enthusiastically.

Kawahara Soko struck while the iron was hot and used medicines brought from Japan to treat people's illnesses, which was well-known.

When the people saw it, they realized that this Japanese girl was kind-hearted and dared to let her daughter go in and study with her.

The situation opened up.

The two of them took a side route.

The guard saw a tall man holding a cigarette in his mouth and followed him carelessly with his hands behind his back, and asked: "Who is he?"

"Haha, outsiders."

Guard: "..."

Jin Shuzhen felt embarrassed and hurriedly said: "He is a nurse sent to me by my father. Okay, you can just send him here and go back."

Zhao Chuanxin took a look at the surroundings and was not angry. He smoked a cigarette and walked south along the palace wall with his hands behind his back.

When the guard was out of sight, he jumped up to the wall.

Entering the courtyard, Zhao Chuanxin walked slowly and leisurely amidst the barking of dogs, as if he was visiting the backyard of his own home.

A guard passed by, and he nodded to the man.

The guard was a little confused, but he didn't say anything. He walked to the kennel at the west Yamen of the palace to teach this silly dog ​​that barked randomly.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin rushed up and said, "What does a dog know? It's useless to beat it. It's up to me."

The dog actually bit him after hearing Zhao Chuanxin climbing over the wall, but when Zhao Chuanxin got closer, the Holy Spirit's heart forced it to stop barking.

Zhao Chuanxin squatted down and nodded the giant mastiff's head: "What's it called? You can't be too presumptuous as a dog, it's useless. I'll ask you a question, and if you answer it correctly, I'll let you go. Please listen to the question - If Kong Ming and Wo Long fight in a duel, who will Zhuge Liang help?"

The guards were stunned.

The huge mastiff lowered its eyebrows and waggled its tail.

At least, this made the guards feel that Zhao Chuanxin must not be an outsider, otherwise this evil dog would not be so obedient.

The mastiff barked: "Ouch..."

Zhao Chuanxin patted the dog's head: "The answer is correct. Remember, wasting a dog's life is the greatest disrespect for life. Don't waste time in the back garden every day like this guard."

Guard: "..."

Who do you scold?
But he couldn't get angry, because Zhao Chuanxin was too calm, and those who didn't know his posture thought he was the owner of the Prince's Mansion.

After Zhao Chuanxin taught the dog a lesson, he walked towards the school at the back, completely ignoring the angry guards, who did not dare to stop him.

I saw a pair of couplets hanging at the door: Advocating literature and martial arts is nothing more than a scholar. Upright morals and changing customs are what we hope for.

Letter to: Chongzheng Academy.

There was a group of naughty children making a noise at the door.

"Why didn't you come to teach today..."

"Can I take a day off?"

"Isn't it time to change teaching?"

Just as he was talking, he saw a tall, bearded, self-possessed man coming over with his hands behind his back.

These naughty kids looked at each other and said, "Could it be our new teaching? Are the Japanese so tall?"

Zhao Chuanxin's voice was like thunder: "What are you doing here? You bunch of little brats, get back to the classroom. I'll teach you a lesson today - how to kill Japanese!"

(End of this chapter)