mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 956 In the Name of Immortality

The scene was too bloody and the fleeing people were trampled to death, with everyone crying for their parents.

Zhao Chuanxin took a running start, with Furious A exerting force, and he jumped four and a half meters with his hands behind his back, with Xingyue assisting him.

With his sleeves fluttering, Zhao Chuanxin easily returned to the second floor.

Everyone on the second floor was stunned.

It wasn't a ladder or a petty wall-climbing trick, it was a direct jump to the second floor.

Is this something that carbon-based organisms can do?

"A martial artist can't beat a cultivator!"

Things had already gotten to this point, and Li Guangzong was not going to give Shisan Yi any face. He hurriedly said to Zhao Chuanxin, "Master, Shisan Yi's rice shop, teahouse, and boneyard were selling cigarettes, so we closed their shops."

Zhao Chuanxin came to the table, took a new cup and poured three glasses of wine. He drank each glass, one sip at a time, and finished all three glasses in a row: "I have ruined everyone's fun today, Zhao will punish himself with three glasses of wine."

Everyone was surprised and waited for his next words.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped smiling and said, "The British devils made a fortune by dumping opium on us. But are you really blind to the harm of opium? Are you blind? Or can you ignore everything for the sake of money?"

Everyone was silent.

When Zhao Chuanxin showed up, Li Zhitao was the most excited.

Now he could finally interrupt: "Master, it's not just Thirteen Yi who are secretly running the opium business, there's also Feng Huachuan, the chairman of the Chinese Commercial Bureau!"

The crowd was buzzing.

The people at the Chinese Commercial Bureau table couldn't sit still anymore. It wasn't just an exception; everyone felt very uneasy.

Feng Huachuan's expression changed drastically: "Mr. Li, please don't spit bloody words at me!"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Li Zhitao: "Do you have any evidence?"

"Gu Huishan of Baolong Jinshanzhuang, Huang Yaoqing of Juchanghao Pitou Silk Shop and several other wealthy businessmen are all involved. They have been quiet for three or four months since the shopkeeper killed a chicken to scare the monkeys last time, but gradually they started selling tobacco again and made a huge profit. Every time there is a skinny walking corpse on the street, there must be one person who has consumed opium from their hands." Li Zhitao vowed, and then looked at Feng Huachuan: "Do you dare to let our arbitration team search your silk shop and the warehouse in the backyard of the silver shop?"

Feng Huachuan's lips trembled, obviously he was hit in the sore spot.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and looked at him: "I remember I warned you last time, right? As expected, once the profits are too high, you businessmen can do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth!"

Feng Huachuan was so scared that he was sweating profusely.

After just a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "What's wrong with me selling cigarettes? Are only foreigners allowed to sell cigarettes? He has also done many good things for Chinese people in Hong Kong, why don't you say anything? I solved the water supply problem of the building and shop, go and ask around, who is not grateful to me? What right do you have to set up a private court?"

Zhao Chuanxin approached Feng Huachuan at lightning speed, grabbed one of his arms and twisted it viciously.

Click!

"Ow..."

Pull up the other one and twist!
Click!

"Ow..."

He picked up another chopstick and stabbed Feng Huachuan in the thigh.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his legs and broke both of his ankles.

Feng Huachuan fainted from the pain.

Zhao Chuanxin waved to Li Zhitao: "Wake him up for me."

Soon, Feng Huachuan was awakened and rolled on the ground in agony.

Zhao Chuanxin waited quietly beside him, cigarette in mouth.

"Mr. Zhao, you will die a horrible death!" Feng Huachuan looked at Zhao Chuanxin with resentment and cursed him.

"The old man with disheveled hair was mad and foolish. What was he trying to do by the river in the early morning? Others did not spare their wives to stop him, but you crossed the river without any effort! You can fight tigers, but you cannot cross the river. You drowned at the edge of the sea."

Zhao Chuanxin recited a poem and slowly drew his sword.

Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada's sword squeaked out of the scabbard, flashing a cold light.

He laughed and said, "Who told you that I want to die a good death? If I kill all those people like you who bring harm to our country and harm future generations, the price is to be crushed to pieces and ash scattered, then Zhao will be happy to do it!"

Having said this, Zhao Chuanxin swung his sword.

laugh!
Feng Huachuan was beheaded.

The whole audience was silent.

Only the sound of blood spurting was piercing.

When the blood had all flowed out, Zhao Chuanxin turned his wrist and the blood from the blade splashed onto Gu Huishan's face.

Gu Huishan was startled and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master Zhao, this is none of my business..."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Li Zhitao.

Li Zhitao sneered: "You have five shops, including two in Kowloon. Do you dare to let us search them?"

The ancient gray mountain looks like a dead ash.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and stabbed the knife into his eyes.

puff……

The tip of the knife pierced through the brain.

"anything else?"

His voice was not loud, and the whole audience felt as if they were falling into an icy cave.

Li Zhitao pointed at Huang Yaoqing and a merchant next to him.

The two men collapsed in their chairs, no longer having the strength to kneel.

Zhao Chuanxin asked them: "Have you ever thought that the opium you sold not only destroyed many families, but also poisoned their descendants? Do you lose sleep at night because you think you are a sinner of the nation?"

Gu Huishan said tremblingly: "You can't kill them all. If we are gone, there are still others. You'd better let me go, otherwise Governor Lu Ya will not let you go..."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned, stepped forward and grabbed his hair, and Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada slowly stabbed his eyes.

I blanch.

This kind of torture is frightening to those who hear about it and terrifying to those who see it.

Not to mention the parties involved.

Gu Huishan wet his pants and reached out to grab the blade, trying to block it.

Zhao Chuanxin held the cigar in his mouth and puffed slowly.

Guhui Mountain naturally cannot stop it.

He was terrified beyond words. He wanted to scream, but was afraid that he would lose his strength and would not be able to block the blade. He made a "wuwu" sound from his mouth and watched the tip of the knife pierce into his eyes.

zizi...

The man next to him wanted to run, but Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and stretched it out, hooking his face with the instep and pulling him back.

When the man knelt on the ground, Zhao Chuanxin let go of the hand holding the knife, jumped up and stepped on the center of the man's spine.

Click!

"Be careful, shopkeeper."

Li Zhitao and others shouted.

It turned out that at the Shisanyi table, some people saw that Zhao Chuanxin was indiscriminate and just wanted to kill all the cigarette dealers, so they might as well fight to the death.

Because it will be their turn soon.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and smiled at the Shisanyi people who were picking up their weapons.

Looking back is just for the sake of sight, and you can flash as long as you have vision.

Zhao Chuanxin disappeared on the spot.

The Thirteenth Righteousness' men were holding their weapons, at a loss as to what to do.

Zhao Chuanxin, holding the Chunguang Sword, said from behind them: "In the last scene of your life, shout 'Cheese'."

The light blade popped out and Zhao Chuanxin swept across the table.

Hee hee hee hee hee...

It was a bloody storm.

No matter whether it is bones or meat, it will be cut in half.

"what……"

Even Li Zhitao felt creepy.

Blood flowed like a river. Zhao Chuanxin took a step back to avoid it, put away his lightsaber, went over to pull out Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada's sword and sheathed it.

He looked at the whole audience and said, "Some people feel that their money is blocked and they are not convinced. Some people think that Xuantian Sect is overbearing. I am not looking down on everyone here. I just want to say that everyone here is an ant in my eyes. From now on, I will let the adjudication team conduct open and secret investigations for three months each, and hand over the list and evidence to me. But for those who sell cigarettes, no matter whether they are Chinese or foreign, male or female, young or old, there is only one word - they will die miserably."

It’s over. The last road is blocked.

At the Chinese table, the fifty-year-old, severely bald He Qi looked at the corpse on the ground and burst into tears: "Master Zhao, He has run more than one hospital, worked hard for education, served as a member of the Legislative Council to help his own people, and is also the chairman of the Hong Kong Island University Endowment Board. What he has done in this half of his life, it is impossible that he would be killed because of a word, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin put out his cigar in the blood, raised his head and asked, "Just say whatever you want to say. Don't do useless things like who the hell has never done good deeds. You should know that Zhao has also returned lost property!"

"..." He Qi was crying and pointing at the bodies on the ground: "Master Zhao, why is it necessary? They are guilty, but their crimes do not deserve the death penalty."

The rest of the people also felt the same way. Even if they couldn't empathize with him, they were at least worried that the butcher's knife would fall on their heads at any time.

Who would be willing to put shackles on themselves?

Many gangs at this time secretly regarded He Qi as their backbone, hoping that he could suppress Zhao Chuanxin's bloodthirsty arrogance.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and nodded at He Qi: "When the British wanted to ban smoking, I remember you were the one who took the lead in opposing it, right?"

He Qi was speechless for five seconds, then he said compassionately: "Master Zhao, everything should be done step by step. I am also doing this for the good of the people."

Everyone's face was filled with expressions of deep agreement.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

He Qi's beautiful upturned beard was slapped crooked, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he was shaking his head, obviously stunned.

I have lived a life of luxury these years and I am already old. How could I have ever suffered such a hardship?
Zhao Chuanxin spat, "Damn it, you talk better than you sing. You're not dead for only one reason, that is, you didn't rush to jump out after I warned you. You can do a thousand good things, but as long as you hinder the ban on smoking, you will be a sinner for all eternity. You can't even clean your own ass, and you still want to stand up for them? Fine, you can even curse me in the newspaper. But if you dare to touch opium, remember, I will fucking kill your whole family."

He Qi was trembling all over. "Even the imperial court and the foreigners will not be implicated. Why do you cancel the punishment of killing nine generations of the family?"

"Because I am willing, because I am able, and because I am Zhao Chuanxin."

He Qi: “…”

"The Qin Dynasty was brutal and perished in the second generation. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Zhao Chuanxin glanced downstairs and said cheerfully, "Retribution? Look at the corpses all over the floor, isn't that retribution?"

He looked outside because the place was surrounded by military and police, and the Governor of Hong Kong, Lu Ya, had arrived.

Just as He Qi was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin reached out and slapped He Qi on the cheek, not hurting him much but insultingly: "Stop trying to bully me with your age, listen to me, it's no use trying to reason with you, from now on, if you touch cigarettes, you will be punished by death."

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin came to the window and said condescendingly: "Lu Ya, I will count to three, and anyone with a gun below will be killed!"

Everyone on the second floor of the Lotus Tower was shocked after hearing what Zhao Chuanxin said.

I heard that Zhao Chuanxin was arrogant and did not take the foreign powers seriously, but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant. Below, Lu Ya's face changed from green to red.

He was a bit unable to get off stage.

But when he looked up and saw Zhao Chuanxin's murderous aura and the horrific corpses on the ground, he waved his hand and asked the soldiers to put down their guns.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped down, walked closer, and stared at Lu Ya with his hands behind his back: "There are rumors outside that I was seriously injured, so you can't wait to send people to arrest the Judgment Group? You British devils dare to send warships to threaten the vicinity of Ao Island?"

Lu Ya didn't dare to look him in the eye and turned his head away.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the corpse and said, "I killed the person, what can you do?"

Lu Ya was trembling with anger.

The outside was filled with people watching the fun and talking about it.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his voice with his vocal organs: "These people died because of selling cigarettes. But if you want to try Zhao's knife, just come at me."

He also said to Lu Ya: "British law doesn't work in Hong Kong Island. I, Zhao Chuanxin, can decide life and death with a single word. Let me tell you clearly that the reason why you British devils are still here is not for anything else, but because I can seize Hong Kong Island, but my people may not be able to hold on to this piece of land. I'm not afraid to tell you that sooner or later you will have to get out. In order to be able to escape unscathed when the day comes when we completely fall out, I advise you and the British devils who will later become the Governor of Hong Kong to be quiet and don't mess with me."

Before, Zhao Chuanxin thought that if he could give people like Midun and Luya some face, they would quiet down.

Turns out he was wrong.

In that case, let’s just break off relations.

Although Lu Ya was angry, he didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin reached out and tapped Lu Ya's chest: "Now, you can take your shrimp soldiers and crab generals to clean up the place."

After saying that, he waved goodbye to Li Guangzong upstairs.

Under the watchful eyes of the people of Hong Kong Island, the police, and members of various gangs, Xuantian Sect's leader Zhao Chuanxin climbed to the roof of the Lotus Building with his hands behind his back, walking more than ten meters at a time on the ridge tiles.

Then it seemed as if it was walking in the air, gradually going away, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

On the top of the lotus, a fairy from the sky appears.

The reputation of Xuantian Sect's leader Zhao Chuanxin as an immortal cultivator has spread like wildfire since today.

I can't resist...

Li Guangzong said to Li Zhitao beside him: "What realm has our leader reached? Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness?"

……

Zhao Chuanxin was teleported to the attic of Ba Gong's house in Hankou, where he washed off the blood on his body, changed into work clothes, and went downstairs.

There are not many students left in Juanwang Technical College, and Liu Huaqiang is leading them in drinking and chatting.

Chi Yisheng drank so much that his face turned red and his eyes were wandering.

He saw double, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Hey, why are there two principals in front of me?"

Everyone laughed and turned around, then stood up and said, "Principal."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a few packs of cigarettes and threw them on the table: "Hualiang, why aren't you drinking?"

Hua Liang has lost a lot of hair and is thinner than before.

Liu Hua emphasized: "He was obsessed with gasoline anti-knock agent. He lost his appetite and couldn't sleep at night."

Zhao Chuanxin handed over a few pieces of paper, on which were written everything he could remember about gasoline and fuel.

What is 92/95/98 gasoline, octane number, anti-knock agent, and the impact of gasoline on various engines.

He dictated it, and Xingyue recorded it, and now it was all handed over to Hua Liang.

There are no specific operations or principles, but some things are easy to understand for those who understand.

Hua Liang took it and studied it carefully, and all sorts of ideas suddenly came to him: "I got it, I got it!"

He was ecstatic and ran out the door holding a few pieces of paper.

Everyone looked at each other.

What kind of awakening motto did the principal give? What kind of martial arts secret manual was it?
Zhao Chuanxin smiled calmly: "Everyone has worked hard this year. I just want to say that next year will be even harder."

"Ah this..."

"As you suffer more and more, you will get used to suffering."

Liu Huaqiang smiled bitterly: "The principal wants to spur us to study hard."

Zhao Chuanxin drank a glass with them first and said, "Next year, the Dutch Philips company will come to Huajian Electrical Laboratory. When the time comes, I will place you there to learn from them... no, to study."

Everyone laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his cup and said: "We are young students, full of vigor and vitality. We are full of vigor and ambition, and we are ready to take on any challenge."

Everyone shouted excitedly: "We are young students, full of vigor and vitality. We are full of vigor and ambition, and we are ready to take action."

"Done."

Zhao Chuanxin drank three cups as usual, did not try to persuade anyone to drink more, and turned and left.

The next stop is flying in the sky.

At the last stop, Zhao Chuanxin relaxed.

In the past, the sky was full of bachelors, but now there are many women, and the yin and yang are in harmony.

The population increased, the scale expanded, and the uninhabited desert became full of vitality.

Zhao Chuanxin came back in high spirits.

Not only are there peach charms pasted on the door, but there are also four big words formed by various neon lights - Happy New Year.

After standing guard for thousands of years, the two door gods Yulei and Shentu are also bathed in high-tech lights, making their scary images even more eerie.

But no one was afraid.

Nikola Tesla walked out of the laboratory and had fun with everyone.

It was already dark at this time, and everyone in the restaurant was helping Dunzi and Liu Ai make dumplings.

Zhao Chuanxin also joined in.

Old Zhao is a man of great dexterity and is good at making dumplings with large fillings and thin skins.

Benjamin Goldberg said, "Master, after the New Year, I want to go to Lugang Town to visit my parents."

"Go back, your father is fine again now."

Nikola Tesla tried to pack one, found it interesting, and joined in.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to talk about work, but his time was limited after all, so he kept working. He said to Nikola Tesla: "I have negotiated a deal with Philips Electric Company of the Netherlands. They are going to come to China to build an electrical laboratory and cooperate with our Tianshangfei Laboratory. Please take some time to study the radio."

Nikola Tesla disagreed and said, "Zhao, that's a pure waste of time."

"That's not the way to put it." Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "The first law of the Northwest Universe is that those who are capable must do more work. How can making money be considered a waste of time? I will invest all the money I make into your laboratory. By then, you will own the most advanced and largest laboratory in the world. When you are a hundred years old, won't that be a great story?"

Don’t say it, really don’t say it, Nikola Tesla still cares about honor in his heart.

Nikola Tesla was in a slightly depressed mood: "I recently learned a word, called - walking in the night in brocade clothes."

Zhao Chuanxin knew that the old man was somewhat resistant to always keeping him locked up in the uninhabited area of ​​the northwest.

His eyes rolled. “Next year I will be working in the new media industry. I will help you publicize some of your research results and shock the world.”

Nikola Tesla was like an old child, his eyes sparkling, but he said stubbornly: "It doesn't matter, research makes me happy."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Chuanxin responded: "You just keep doing the research, and leave the publicity of your contributions to mankind to me."

Zhao Chuanxin had already thought about it. When the time comes, he would brag as much as he could to make Nikola Tesla happy.

But Zhao Chuanxin did not intend to show his various weapons to others.

Nikola Tesla just finished talking tough, and then worriedly asked: "But what if I can't see the newspaper in time?"

Zhao Chuanxin was happy.

These scientists are really simple-minded.

He promised: "Next year I will build the Internet. When the weather warms up, I will pay people to pull telegraph and telephone lines and build a small station in the sky so that you can keep in touch with the outside world at all times. Now there are telegraph machines that can transmit pictures and images, and they will be installed in the sky when the time comes."

Nikola Tesla was satisfied.

Zhao Chuanxin ate dumplings with them and set off fireworks with Gulizar.

Gulizar said happily: "Boss, can you stay for a few days before leaving?"

In fact, since having a child, Lao Zhao's inner edges have softened a lot.

He touched Gulizar's shiny black braid and asked, "Do you want to go out and study?"

Out of fear of the unfamiliar environment, Gulizar said in a panic: "It's good to herd sheep."

"I'll have someone take care of your mother and send you to Hankou Girls' School. When you've completed your studies, I'll send you to Hong Kong Island for further studies."

“I…” Gulizar lowered her head: “I can’t bear to leave Anang.”

“You can come back and see her every year.”

"Well, then you decide."

Before midnight, Gulizar fell asleep with her head resting on Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder.

Zhao Chuanxin carried her back to the bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and activated the energy fluctuation convergence rune fragments to teleport her back to the white house.

The dog food in the food bowl in front of the Chihuahua is no longer fresh.

There was still some left, but it didn't eat it.

This kind of dog will starve to death if it misses one or two meals.

Seeing its listless appearance, Zhao Chuanxin said maliciously, "You seem to be dying soon. I can prescribe some Chinese medicine for you."

As he spoke, he took out star anise, cinnamon, pepper, bay leaves, fennel, cloves, murder, galangal, angelica, licorice...

The little Chihuahua seemed to smell the aroma of stew in the iron pot. It jumped up from the ground and started to eat the leftovers.

He also raised his head and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Woof woof woof..."

He probably thought: Look, it's healed now. The medicine worked.

Zhao Chuanxin then put away the "Chinese medicine" and added two warm dumplings to its food bowl: "Remember, this medicine is always ready for you. No matter how small a Chihuahua is, it is still meat."

The bastard doesn't dare to die again in his lifetime.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the glass again, which was once again broken by someone using a stone.

He frowned slightly.

It seems that I have to talk to Camilo Torick later and ask him to make his dog behave itself, otherwise I will also get some Chinese medicine for his dog.

Zhao Chuanxin teleported back.

Ganfan was scratching the door gently outside.

Zhao Chuanxin went out and called out twice while eating, lowering his voice, as if he was afraid of waking up Gulizar.

Ganfan said: "Why do you smell like dog?"

Zhao Chuanxin sat down next to the rice in the corridor, put his arm around its neck and said, "Wait for Benjamin to return to Lugang Town, and you can follow him, and then go back to Lubin Mansion with me."

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

(End of this chapter)