mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 911 Make you a headless horseman
Xingyue did not speak.

Zhao Chuanxin relied on his two legs to measure every corner of Puebla LS Ragosa, trying to leave as many imprints as possible here.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, he said: "It's time for us to return to the court."

Xingyue said: "No, we are going to the library."

“I’m not familiar with the place and I don’t understand the language. Where can I find a library?”

"Just now, we passed by a place, and I detected countless books there."

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to make it back tonight."

"The amount of books in this library is worth wasting the power of your faith and teleporting directly back to Ethan Manor at night."

Zhao Chuanxin weighed the pros and cons and felt that feeding Xingyue data and the power of faith was equally important.

However, when passing by the Santa Monica Monastery, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly smelled a unique fragrance.

There seems to be cooking going on inside.

The outer walls of the Santa Monica Monastery are also covered with orange and blue and white ceramics. There are niches outside, and inside is a statue of the Virgin with a solemn and kind expression.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He stepped on the candlestick in the niche and climbed over the wall to enter without any respect for the statue of the Virgin.

When Jesus came, he had to give him face.

There is a fountain in the yard, and even the fountain is surrounded by colorful porcelain.

Zhao Chuanxin followed the aroma and finally came to the kitchen of Santa Monica Monastery.

The nun inside is cooking, and the aroma comes from there.

Zhao Chuanxin coughed and walked in with his hands behind his back.

The nun with her head wrapped in the kitchen was very surprised when she saw Zhao Chuanxin, and she mumbled something.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand. Anyone else would have panicked at this time, but Zhao Chuanxin calmly pointed to the tortillas and the sauce next to them, signaling for the other party to prepare one for him.

The nun said something again. Zhao Chuanxin looked serious, raised his brows, and said, "Huh?"

Zhao Chuanxin showed that he was very dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, as if a superior was facing a subordinate, or as if a high-ranking official was paying a private visit incognito... In short, he looked very ordinary, but I couldn't figure out what he was. origin.

Old Zhao had an evil aura about him. He said that if Guan Gong didn't open his eyes, he would kill someone if he opened them. At this time, the nun was forced by Zhao Chuanxin's aura. She really didn't dare to speak. She quickly went to give Zhao Chuanxin burritos and spread the sauce. .

Zhao Chuanxin took the cake, turned around and left, with a cold "hum" in his mouth.

After exiting the door, he immediately ran and jumped over the wall.

"Ha ha……"

This sauce contains walnuts, cream, pepper and other ingredients, and it is quite delicious.

The library Xingyue said is called Palafos Library, which was built nearly three hundred years ago.

The library has a total of three floors. The gate is magnificent and magnificent. The golden gate is carved with patterns, there are decorative columns on both sides, and there is an eagle pattern on the lintel above.

There are Catholic symbols and local cultural imprints. There are buildings integrating Chinese culture everywhere.

This is a public library, open to the public, and Zhao Chuanxin, in a suit and tie, easily blends in.

Xingyue said: "We will definitely see it all in one day. It would be really suitable if you could position yourself here."

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Isn't it easy for you to think about it? We don't just rely on energy fluctuations to converge the rune fragments. If you insert an eye, it only happens once every few months. Our family still has that condition."

He didn't rush to flip through the books, but wandered around, and finally found an altar to worship the Virgin at one end of the library.

He climbed up to the third shelf and stood there waiting for the people nearby to go away.

Suddenly he threw out the copper eye, which was held by Xingyue and placed in the shadow of the golden-painted eagle statue on the altar. Only a corner was exposed, making it very hidden.

Eye No. 17 is inserted.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and walked back as if nothing had happened, looking for a book to read under Xingyue's command.

Xingyue first found a Latin and Spanish dictionary. After Zhao Chuanxin looked through it, Xingyue asked him to find a grammar book.

After reading five or six books, Xingyue already knew Spanish well.

After asking Zhao Chuanxin to read more than thirty books, it suggested Zhao Chuanxin: "Go to the market. Next, I need to master spoken English."

Zhao Chuanxin often brags that he has learned a lot, but in fact he really doesn't like reading much except having nothing to do.

Even if I read it, I would just look at it briefly without asking for a thorough explanation.

So he readily agreed, preferring to hang out among the crowd.

Zhao Chuanxin wandered around like a chicken, listening to people bargaining, listening to people swearing, listening to people telling lies, listening to people gossiping, listening to people praying...

On the way, there was a seller selling chicken stewed in soy sauce. Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and pointed at the chicken.

At this time, Xingyue was able to translate what the vendor said: "8 reals."

The most basic local currency unit is the CTA. 1 real is roughly equal to 10 CTA, and 1 peso is roughly equal to 10 reals. Of course, this is not eternal.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't have Taifu and Real, but he had Yingyang... who he had stolen.

Taking out a piece of Yingyang worth 1 peso, Zhao Chuanxin threw it over.

The front side of Yingyang has a pattern of a brilliant ring of sun stones, and the back side has a pattern of a condor with a snake in its mouth standing on a cactus growing from a rock in the lake.

The other party found him a 20-tavo coin. On the front was a wreath of willow leaves and flowers made of sunstone, and on the back was a condor with a snake in its mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin put the coins away.

I just tried the stewed chicken with soy sauce, but I was disappointed: "What sin did I commit to choose to eat this?"

The vendor was confused: "What did you say?"

Xingyue whispered something in Zhao Chuanxin's ear, and Zhao Chuanxin followed the example and replied in crude Spanish: "I say, God is with you."

The vendor grinned: "I praise you, my friend."

Zhao Chuanxin said in Chinese: "What kind of stuff do you make, and you still have a smile."

The vendor said in Spanish: "It seems you like the taste of stewed chicken very much. Eat more. You won't be able to eat it outside of Puebla."

Zhao Chuanxin said in Chinese: "It's a piece of shit, and I won't hesitate to eat it."

Both parties had smiling faces and had friendly conversations.

Zhao Chuanxin lingered in this beautiful but not too big mountain town until nightfall before teleporting back to Ethan Manor.

Xingyue was right, he teleported back directly, which not only saved him the trouble of traveling by boat, but also reduced the probability of being positioned on the road.

Freddie Pavitt was not surprised that Zhao Chuanxin came out of the bedroom every time he came back.

He sometimes said to his confidants: "I am either too close to God or too close to Satan."

Either divine power or the ways of the devil.

Zhao Chuanxin ran into the kitchen alone, grilled a plate of beef and ate it.

All his teeth have grown in.

Good teeth and delicious food.

In this era, people are sometimes like animals. Whether a man can survive depends on his teeth. People with good teeth are more popular.

Just like the former slaves.

When he came out of the kitchen, Freddy Pavitt heard the news and waited outside with a helpless expression: "Master, if you want to have a meal, you should inform me that it is undignified for the master to go to the kitchen by himself. "

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the grease stains from his mouth and said impatiently: "Okay, I understand, next time I'll beg for food."

Freddy Pavitt: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin changed the subject: "Has Philander Knox been contacted?"

"Ah this..." Freddy Pavitt felt that the master was going against him, otherwise how could he say it dirty? He said: "We have contacted him. He will visit our manor on time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Sir, should I inform The Hague?"

Zhao Chuanxin came and went like the wind. He originally wanted to go secretly and explore the way first.

But then I thought about it. His whereabouts were attracting so much attention, so I might as well inform them in advance: "Tell them that I will arrive in The Hague Bay in two days."

Freddie Pavitt was dumbfounded: "Master, are you sure you want me to tell them this? No matter how fast the ship is, it is impossible to cross the North Atlantic in two days."

"I told you to study more, but you just didn't listen. The North Atlantic is only a little bigger. Two days and ten extra minutes are a waste."

"..."

While Zhao Chuanxin was sleeping, Xingyue built the first Xingyue M1909 prototype gun.

Early the next day.

Zhao Chuanxin got up and was startled when he saw the new light machine gun on the bedside.

He picked it up, looked at it and asked, "Can it be used?"

Xingyue said: "It works, but it lacks sound-absorbing cold iron. It can only be fired in bursts, otherwise there is a risk of the barrel exploding. You can try it first."

Zhao Chuanxin went to brush his teeth first, and then went out with a light machine gun in high spirits.

The servants who got up early saw all the "beautiful faces".

"Master, it's early in the morning, what are you doing?"

"Shh... I heard that the master is not an ordinary person."

"Okay, stop gossiping. This is not something we can discuss."

With the economy in recession, it’s hard to find such a comfortable job with timely pay.

So everyone shut up.

Zhao Chuanxin carried the gun to the manor shooting range, loaded the gun, and fired.

boom.

Hit the target. Sure enough, it feels better than Madsen.

Ta Ta Ta.

Three shots.

Sure enough, the barrel was seriously hot.

The burning rate of oil root gunpowder is slower than that of nitrocellulose gunpowder, but it can give the bullet higher energy, fast initial velocity, long range, and strong long-distance energy storage.

Generally speaking, oil gunpowder is less likely to explode than smokeless gunpowder, but when fired continuously, the temperature of the gun bore is higher than that of smokeless gunpowder.

If Zhao Chuanxin used the Old God's Crucible Brand to absorb heat every time he fired, it would distract him, which would be extremely detrimental to the battle process.

Xingyue said: "If there is sound-absorbing cold iron to make the gun barrel, and the silencer you mentioned is made, this light machine gun will become a new killer weapon on the battlefield."

Zhao Chuanxin put away his gun and practiced balancing on the spot.

After practicing, while waiting for breakfast, go back to the living room and open the "Code of Old Gods" to refresh.

[I will return to the Pioneer Partner Haven first. 】

[When the sand wall at the border of the dazzling oasis emerges from the light mist, and the morning breeze brings the fresh smell of vegetation, this is a feeling that cannot be experienced in the City of Rune. 】

[Many people have never seen the fog in the desert and marvel at it. 】

[In the mist, the natural guardians of the border appeared wrapped in blankets in the cool mist. 】

[He came to get the stone bricks, and by the way he took away our giant beetle to graze on his behalf. 】

[Everyone didn’t expect that I had just arrived and made new friends, which also solved the worry that the giant beetle might starve to death. 】

[The giant beetle, a vehicle with excellent load-bearing capacity, is one of the most important assets of every tribe and territory. 】

[I asked the craftsmen to lead everyone to do their own thing, get rid of Dudu who was always pestering me to play with, and then hit the road, heading towards the land of thieves. 】

[It took a day to walk half the distance. 】

[When the temperature in the Cursed Desert dropped and the sky dimmed, I saw a squirming creature in front of me that was the size of a dog and had an irregular shape. 】

[As I approached, they began to squirm closer. 】

[I was startled, took out the highly corrosion-resistant gray cutter and slashed it. 】

[The skin of the squirming monster was cut open by me, and it began to secrete mucus rapidly, and the broken parts quickly closed up. 】

[I didn’t see any organs in the damaged area. 】

[Xingyue told me: I have seen in books that this kind of creature is called phagocytosis. Theoretically, except for yellow sand, they will devour all living organisms that come close to them. 】

[I quickly backed away from this monster that I had never seen and didn’t understand. 】

[At this moment, Xingyue reminded: Be careful behind your back. 】

[I suddenly turned around, but saw nothing but sand. 】

[At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared. 】

[It came out of the sand. I didn't react in time, but Xingyue pushed me hard to dodge. 】

[But the black shadow chased after me like a shadow. I only felt a pain in my thigh and was bitten. 】

[I pinched a strange bug with a dark, slender body, a big head, and a hard shell, pulled it off my leg, and threw it away. 】

[At this time, I saw veins popping up on the back of my hand, and immediately felt dizzy. 】

[I know that this insect is very venomous and will attack immediately after being bitten. 】

[Just as my eyes were dimming, the venom was expelled from the wound and nearby skin. 】

[Xingyue said: These are kowtowing bugs. They hide their bodies in the sand nests they build and wait for prey to come. All they need to do is bite, wait for the poison to kill the prey, and then they will lean out to eat. They are highly venomous, and usually a bite will kill you. Unfortunately, it found the wrong target. 】

Zhao Chuanxin felt shuddering.

If you have never drank the water from the stone, you may have been exposed to the disease and your life will be shortened.

[After listening to Xingyue's words, I took out a silk net and a glass bottle, and slowly walked towards the nest of a kowtowing insect. 】

[When the kowtow bug jumped out of the sand nest, this time I took precautions and let the kowtow bug jump into the net. 】

[The kowtow bug was frightened and instinctively bit the silk net, and the exposed mouthparts began to inject venom. 】

[The mouthparts of the kowtow bug pierced the silk net. I brought the glass bottle closer and pinched its head through the silk, letting it secrete venom to its heart's content. 】

[The kowtowing bug habitually injects venom continuously in an attempt to break free from its restraint. Only when it vomited out all the contents in its stomach did I trample it to death. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

[I took out the syringe, took out the venom from the glass bottle, and walked towards the phagocytic body not far away. When the phagosome attacked me, I kept retreating at a fast speed while inserting the syringe into its body and injecting venom. 】

This is really good at playing.

[I saw that the place where the venom was injected into the phagocytic body quickly melted and turned into a pool of foul-smelling liquid. 】

[The phagocytic body struggled painfully, twisting its disgusting and slimy body. After a while, it stopped moving. 】

[Not far away, a group of small creatures with thorns and round bodies appeared, digging into the sand under unknown plants. 】

[When they dig out plant leaves from the sand, they bite them in one bite. 】

[To my surprise, the leaves actually started to move. 】

[Xingyue explained: Those are desert hedgehogs. What they protrude are not leaves, but dead leaf insects disguised as leaves. That is the food of desert hedgehogs. 】

[At this time, a phagocytic body squirmed silently close to the desert hedgehog, and then quickly approached, wrapping their bodies around the desert hedgehog without worrying that the thorns on their bodies would prick themselves. 】

[The desert hedgehog opened its mouth and made a frightened squeaking sound, but to no avail. 】

[The surrounding desert hedgehogs were so frightened that they fled away. I felt really worried for these little smart animals. 】

[I thought that the phagocytic body would swallow the desert hedgehog, but it only squeezed the flesh and blood of the desert hedgehog. The stomach of the desert hedgehog was squeezed and became larger, and finally exploded with a bang, and the flesh and blood spurted out all over the ground. 】

【This makes me feel uncomfortable. 】

[At this moment, ridges rolled up in the sand. 】

[Xingyue said: This is a bloodthirsty desert barnacle. The phagocytic body deliberately squeezes the body of the desert hedgehog and uses the smell of blood to lure the desert barnacle to eat its flesh and blood. 】

[Creatures with hard shells emerged from the sand. They stretched out their tentacles and licked the flesh and blood on the ground. 】

[And the phagocytic body approached slowly and swallowed them one by one. 】

[I felt that the closer I got to the place where thieves were, the more dangerous it was, so I caught some more kowtowing bugs with a net, and collected their venom and put it in a bottle. Then let Xingyue help me find a safe place to rest. 】

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Code".

Even the outskirts of the bandit land are so dangerous. What if we get in?

After breakfast, Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch. It was still early, so he said hello to Freddie Pavitt and went out for a walk.

North Tarrytown is still the same, looking lifeless in the weather.

He opened the door of the shoemaker's shop, but there was no one at the counter.

He rang the bell, and the shoemaker came out quickly, putting on his reading glasses as he walked.

"Huh? I recognize you. You came here last year to order boots."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and took out the boots he bought last year: "Man, you have broadened the road. The quality of these boots is very good, but the soles are badly worn. Please repair them for me."

The shoemaker smiled at the compliment.

He took the boots and suddenly sighed: "Fortunately you came early, otherwise I would have closed the store soon."

Zhao Chuanxin rested his elbow on the counter and swung his left foot in front of his right foot. He took off his Humboldt hat and put it on the counter and asked, "What's going on? Business is not good?"

This hat was worn by King Edward VII when he visited Bad Homburg in Hesse, Germany. It quickly became popular and could replace top hats, bowler hats and hard-top straw hats as hats worn on less formal occasions.

"Yes, sir, this world is making it difficult for honest craftsmen like us to survive." The shoemaker was beating the soles of his shoes, hanging his glasses low on his heavy eye bags, and looking at Zhao Chuanxin with raised eyes. : "I was already in a bad year, and a sum of money I had deposited in the bank was somehow lost. When I went to withdraw it, those nasty bankers told me that the money was gone and had been withdrawn. Who had withdrawn it? They didn't say anything about how it was taken away. Sir, you must know that I can no longer afford a lawyer."

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that when he came here before, he had apprentices here.

It seems that the old shoemaker can no longer afford his apprentices, unless the apprentices have to pay him instead.

The shoemaker added: "Sir, do you know? Our North Tarrytown was originally called Sleepy Hollow. Legend has it that there once was a headless horseman here. The knight was a mercenary with superb martial arts. His ghost wandered here, often in They come out at night and chop off the heads of passers-by with giant swords. Recently, a group of people has been doing evil in North Tarrytown. They call themselves the Headless Knights. They come to our honest people's shops every month to collect protection fees. A few months ago, there was an old guy running a funeral business next to me who was beheaded at night because he offended them... His business was already in a bleak state, and he still had to pay them. It was really unreasonable. Why didn't God put these things in his place? What about the bastard?"

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said in amusement: "God, the old guy is very busy, I'm afraid he is too lazy to care about us poor people."

The shoemaker sighed again.

While talking, the door of the shop was pushed open, and the light first brightened, and then dimmed again. That was because two strong men blocked the door, and there was a man wearing a woolen coat and a hat standing outside.

The short, stocky man in the lead took off his Humboldt hat. As he moved, the suit and vest under the woolen coat were almost torn apart by his protruding belly.

"Haha, Frank, you have taken a wider road, and now you are doing business with the Chinese?" The short and stocky man glanced at Zhao Chuanxin with disdain. "I heard that you were in trouble and didn't pay on time? So let's see what happened. But I think your situation may not be that bad. After all, you are still doing Chinaman's business."

The tall man behind him raised his thumbs in a gesture towards Zhao Chuanxin and laughed provocatively.

These are two R's, which probably means Railway railman.

Why does Zhao Chuanxin think it is nonsense that the pyramids were built in modern times?

Look at this era, no country has spare money and enough manpower to do that kind of thing. Even building railways requires a large number of Chinese workers, otherwise they won't be able to build it.

Because the total population of the world is not that big at this time, and Asia accounts for most of it.

Capitalists would rather pay a high price to a painter to paint their portrait than spend money on building pyramids. Many countries are engaged in arms races. Unless they feel that their country can be colonized, they will spend money on useless things. As for the Hebrews, such as JP Morgan and Rockefeller, if you ask them to spend money to do this, they will laugh out loud. They only have money in their eyes, and they don’t care about your sense of history and cultural pride. Apart from the Chinese, they will laugh. Do you care about that stuff?
Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin dared to say with certainty that in this era, a project of the scale of building a pyramid would be 100% impossible without Chinese people. If Chinese people participated, it would definitely be recorded in the history books.

The gestures made by the tall and thin man probably meant railway workers, because at this time, Chinese workers were everywhere building railways.

Hard work, low salary, looked down upon by others, refers specifically to the Chinese, a proper discriminatory gesture.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw them, he turned to the shoemaker and grinned: "Man, it seems you don't have to pay the protection fee this month. I'll make them become real headless horsemen."

(End of this chapter)