mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 980 Killing You Until You Submit
The noise was so loud that it sounded like someone had fired a shot from a pistol.

Xingyue said quickly: "Don't panic, it's just a small situation."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and continued writing and drawing.

And then: BAM.

Xingyue: "This..."

Zhao Chuanxin put down the paper and pen: "Stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on. You are not the only smart person."

Xingyue said disdainfully: "Why? And you?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "And my apprentice Benjamin Goldberg."

Xingyue: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin continued, "There is also Nikola Tesla, and the weirdos in Middle-earth... Of course, I am ashamed to say that I can barely be considered one of them."

Xingyue said, "Since you think you are smart, then fine. I fixed the soul stator and let the soul rotor move around the soul stator. But I found that the soul stator and the soul rotor repelled each other. I wrapped it with metal, first copper, and it exploded. Then I used steel, and it exploded even more severely."

Then replay the scene just now to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin roughly understood that it seemed that the soul rotor must be close to the soul stator for the soul engine to work.

But once it gets close, it repels it with such force that even trying to fix it with metal doesn't work.

If the metal is too thin, it won't stay in place. If the metal is too thick, the explosion will be more powerful...

Xingyue said: "Do we need to use a one-meter-thick steel cylinder to fix it? I don't think it's appropriate. Besides, if there is an explosion, the power of the explosion can destroy this place."

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his long, dense beard and said disdainfully, "You don't understand Zhao's genius. This is easy to solve!"

Xingyue raised her voice: "Put aside the boasting and tell me the real deal."

Zhao Chuanxin crossed his arms, spread his legs, and said cheerfully, "Don't we still have an Order Rune Fragment? It would only be a waste of a low-level energy gem to install the Order Rune Fragment's sub-fragments on the Soul Stator and Soul Rotor respectively."

Xingyue exclaimed: "My Chao, you really helped me come up with a solution."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him proudly and said, "It's nothing."

Xingyue immediately manipulated the black puppet craftsman to add order rune fragments to the soul stator and soul rotor.

After installing, just start it.

whoosh...

The Soul Rotor and Soul Stator bounced away again, and then the Order Rune Fragments started to approach again, before being bounced away again.

Xingyue was speechless: "It seems that you are still not that talented."

Zhao Chuanxin was the type of person who would become more courageous when faced with setbacks. He immediately said, "It must be because the soul stator and soul rotor are too big. Just like magnets, two large magnets will definitely have greater attraction and repulsion."

Xingyue had to admit: "That makes sense."

It used the cyclone kitchen knife to repeatedly reduce the size of the soul rotor and soul stator. Sure enough, the repulsive force became smaller and smaller, but it was not until it was compressed into two very small short cylinders that it could be fixed.

Xingyue made a device similar to a dial, with a metal back and a fused quartz glass cover on the front. It has a strap and looks like a watch when worn on the wrist.

Just as it was completed, the black puppet craftsman's surroundings suddenly twisted.

It's as if the weather is too hot and the air on the asphalt road is distorted.

Xingyue said: "Did you see it just now?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I'm not blind, what's going on?"

The cursed body opens the door to the realm of chaos by absorbing souls.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue speculated that the device composed of the soul rotor and soul stator should be related to space, or it may be similar to the existence of a holy light channel.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a slight reaction, but then nothing happened, so he asked hurriedly, "Did some channel open? Perhaps a space channel that is more convenient than the Holy Light Channel?"

Xingyue denied: "I am sure it is not the Holy Light Channel. As for the lack of reaction, it should be due to the lack of stable soul output."

Just as Zhao Chuanxin was about to speak, Xingyue said, "A group of people came from outside, led by the orphans and widows left behind by Urquidi Gomez."

Zhao Chuanxin was thinking about going back to sleep after finishing his work, but his victim showed up at his door.

Outside, Aguire Ida and his friends were at a loss as to what to do when faced with the scene of people crying for their parents.

After all, they did kill someone.

Especially Justino, who pulled the trigger and smashed Urquidi Gómez's head.

"Why, why did you kill Urquidi?"

"How are we, an orphan and a widow, going to survive?"

"You cold-blooded executioners."

"Luckily, we are from the same town!"

"How could you do this?"

Urquidi Gomez's wife and relatives condemned the crusade.

They are well aware of the truth that gossip can destroy a person, so when they come, they don't say anything else but act pitiful, cry and attack.

If you say this kind of thing too often, what is good will become evil, and what is evil will become good.

A group of people were watching the fun nearby.

Aguirre Ida, Justino and Miguel Esteban were in a state of panic.

After all, no matter what Urquidi Gomez is like, at least his wife always smiles at people and never bullies others.

At this time, the door of the White House Tavern was opened.

It's very windy outside and the sun is scorching.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his sunglasses and put them on, put his hands in the pockets of his fishtail windbreaker, walked up to those people with an expressionless face, and looked at them quietly.

They continued: "You are a cold-blooded butcher, executioner, and inhuman beast..."

"God curse you..."

They cried and cursed.

But Zhao Chuanxin remained expressionless, and his voice gradually became softer.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled teasingly: "Are you done?"

The other party didn't speak.

Urquidi Gomez's wife, whom Zhao Chuanxin has met.

This is the first time I have met Urquidi Gomez's son. He is a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old and quite strong.

He glared at Zhao Chuanxin with hatred.

Seeing that they were silent, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly took a step forward: "Are you done talking about this?"

The group of people took a step back in fear.

Zhao Chuanxin took another step forward: "What are you asking me?"

"..."

Seeing that the kid from Urquidi Gomez's family kept glaring at him, Zhao Chuanxin stared at him and said, "If you glare at me again, I'll dig your fucking eyes out."

Urquidi Gomez's wife quickly reached out and covered her son's eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sky, found a wooden stick, stuck it into the soil, and drew a line outside the shadow of the stick.

He told Aguilera Ida: "When the shadow reaches this position, if anyone has not left yet, treat them as fugitives and shoot them on the spot!"

After saying that, he sat on the lounge chair in the yard and waited.

Aguire Ida and his men only follow Zhao Chuanxin's lead.

With a backbone, he had nothing to worry about and pulled the bolt immediately.

After hearing this, these people remembered the brutality of the Countryside Cavalry Patrol and all of a sudden they dispersed.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Aguilera Ida and the others, "Take your time. Don't rush. Sooner or later you will get used to being a bad guy. As the saying goes, you can't get fat by eating one bite at a time, but you can eat one bite after another."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly had an idea: "No, let's go to Urquidi's house. His brother died and he was still saying the Gregorian Mass. Now Urquidi is also dead, haha..."

Haha, isn’t that the soul?

Zhao Chuanxin is going to pray for the souls of the dead.

Justino hesitated.

But he didn't dare to go against Zhao Chuanxin's wishes and could only follow him.

The Chihuahua was running madly behind.

When the group passed by a hardware store, Zhao Chuanxin dismounted.

The store owner is called Meridon Benito, a bald old man. It is said that his nephews and nephews work in the United States, so he often sells some rare items, which are all good things shipped from the United States.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the store and rang the bell.

"Hello, Don John Constantine."

"Méridon, give me a dozen bullets for the Mondragon rifle."

Meridon Benito looked at it, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Don John Constantine, this kind of bullet is not for sale."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and was about to leave.

Meridon Benito added: "But I can find a way to get someone to order a small amount of bullets from the military. Of course, this effort is purely for your sake."

What I mean is that you have to appreciate it.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled at him and said, "I owe you a favor."

In fact, Xingyue can make 7×57mm Mauser bullets. He just wants to find an excuse. Otherwise, the bullets will never be used up and others will become suspicious.

If someone asks you next time, just say that you bought the bullets from Meridon Benito.

Zhao Chuanxin went out and took people to Urquidi Gomez's home.

Sure enough, there are now two coffins in the mourning hall.

Unlike the shabby coffin that Miguel Esteban used to bury his wife and children, his coffin was thick and exquisitely made.

When they saw Zhao Chuanxin appear, everyone present changed color.

Father Jose Terreros is celebrating Mass, with his daughter Salma helping him.

Zhao Chuanxin walked forward wearing sunglasses and patted Salma's butt.

Well, the feel is just right.

Salma rolled her eyes in reproach but did not dodge.

At the beginning, when Urquidi Gomez wanted to rape her, it was Zhao Chuanxin who helped him.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Urquidi Gomez was beaten to death by this outsider.

As the saying goes - the dumbest hunters often appear as prey. Zhao Chuanxin walked to the coffin and tapped on the coffin board with his fingers.

The Santos watch on his wrist has been replaced with a micro soul engine.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Xingyue in a low voice: "How is it, is there any reaction?"

Xingyue said: "Trust me, you will find out if there is a reaction."

"What's going on?"

"It should be that after a person dies, the soul dissipates and does not stay near the body. On the contrary, there is still residual energy in the White House Tavern, so it was captured."

Zhao Chuanxin was disappointed.

Everyone around was looking at him.

I think this person is here to cause trouble.

They don't let go even if someone dies. This is very Country Ranger style.

Realizing that the soul engine was not responding, Zhao Chuanxin did not stay and turned around to leave.

At this time, Urquidi Gomez's son came out from somewhere, holding a dagger and stabbed Zhao Chuanxin in the back.

"what……"

Everyone exclaimed.

By the time Justino, Miguel Esteban and Aguirre Ida reacted, it was too late to stop it.

But Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry. He slightly turned sideways, put his elbow back, turned his wrist outward and pressed down, and accurately grasped the wrist of Urquidi Gomez's son.

When he turned around, his wrist was turned outward and just bent inward.

Zhao Chuanxin bent the wrist of Urquidi Gomez's son inward, with the tip of the knife pointed at himself.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't use much strength and pushed it in.

puff...

Urquidi Gomez's son looked at the knife that stabbed into his stomach in disbelief, and then looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Isn't this guy a devil?
Can you see this? Can you dodge this? Can you fight back?
The rest of the people had similar ideas to him.

Urquidi Gomez's wife was stunned by this sudden change. She immediately rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin with red eyes, trying to scratch his face.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly and waved his hand.

Snapped……

With one slap, Urquidi Gomez's wife was slapped away.

"Ah... tui!" Zhao Chuanxin spat, "Don't you know what a fucking person Urquidi is? And you have the nerve to come to him and ask for an explanation? He was the one who killed Miguel's wife and children. How about letting Miguel kill you too, so that he can get revenge?"

Urquidi Gomez's wife fell to the ground in a daze.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned and kicked Urquidi Gomez's son on the upper handle of the knife in the stomach.

puff...

He was already seriously injured, and now even a god couldn't save him.

The knife went in almost without a handle.

"Damn it, he could have been saved, but you insisted on playing like a shrew. Now his death is all because of you." Zhao Chuanxin spat in the face of the shrew who fell to the ground.

Urquidi Gomez's wife burst into tears and soon fainted.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Miguel Esteban: "Okay, now she feels what you feel."

Miguel Esteban's expression changed.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the people around him with an eagle-like gaze and said, "If anyone else wants revenge, you can. You are welcome to come to the White House Tavern at any time. I will kill you all. If your husband dies, come to me. If your wife dies, come to me. If your son dies, come to me. I will kill you all until you are convinced!"

The people around were forced back three or five steps by the murderous aura.

Salma looked at John Constantine, whose temperament had changed drastically, and felt very strange.

Father José Treros made the sign of the cross repeatedly on his chest, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhao Chuanxin led his men to mount their horses, stared at him and said, "You'd better shut your mouth. If you dare to say anything, you will die. Even the Virgin Mary can't save you. I say that."

José Treros was unable to utter any words of condemnation and fell to the side in fear.

Zhao Chuanxin rode away on his horse.

After returning to the White House Tavern, Zhao Chuanxin took out a bronze eye pendant and handed it to Ajure Ida.

"You have to wear this outside your clothes, and make sure it's exposed." Zhao Chuanxin looked at Aguire Ida and said, "Tell me, can you do it?"

True Vision Crystals, he now had quite a few in stock, allowing him to briefly achieve True Vision freedom.

Although Agulei Ida is young and energetic, he really dares not disobey Zhao Chuanxin's words.

He was just young and hot-tempered. If he wasn't hot-tempered, would he still be called a young man? But Don John Constantine really killed people without blinking an eye!

Anyone who messes with him, whether old people, children or women, will die.

They have only been here for a few days and the blood has already flowed like a river.

"I can do it," he said loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin also instructed them: "If Pablo comes to inform you to go to God's Road, you should follow him. I will catch up with you later. Remember to leave me a note."

Justino asked timidly, "Don John Constantine, aren't you illiterate?"

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "I am illiterate, but can't I guess?"

Does this work too?
Zhao Chuanxin was then teleported back to the cabin on the mountainside.

Too tired, need to sleep.

I woke up until dawn.

Without even having time to eat breakfast, he rushed to Lubin Mansion to report for duty. Luotuo had been waiting outside for a long time.

The camel complained, "Why did you come so late? You delayed my drinking water. Camels must drink water in the morning."

Zhao Chuanxin jumped between the two humps and wondered, "Isn't it said that camels' humps can store water, so it's okay to not drink water for a few days? Why do you have to drink water every day?"

The camel said, "Nonsense, people won't die of hunger if they don't eat for two days, but won't you feel uncomfortable if you don't eat for two days?"

"..."

What he said made so much sense that Zhao Chuanxin was speechless.

When they arrived at Lubin Prefecture, Zhao Chuanxin got off the camel. Yang Sangdaxi had been waiting for a long time with a bucket of water, and he hurried to give the camel water.

No wonder, it turned out that he was serving Uncle Camel.

"Morning, sir."

"It's already noon and it's still early?"

Well, the flattery hit the horse's hoof.

Zhao Chuanxin hurried to the office to handle official business.

He saw the newspaper prepared by Cui Fenghua on the desk.

Among them was a copy of the "Lubin Prefecture Evening News".

I picked it up and took a look. I saw a report about returning farmland to pasture: The situation was difficult, with internal and external troubles. The government had to open up grasslands to make up for the military expenses and compensation. The land of Lubin Prefecture was vast and wide, and it was located in the northern border. It was surrounded by rivers and had convenient irrigation. The area of ​​each district was no less than 3,000 to 4,000 miles. If 50% to 60% of it was cultivated, it would be possible to get more than 1 million hectares of land. If it was handled properly, it would be possible to collect millions of taels of silver in ten years just from taxes... However, the prefect of Lubin Prefecture set up an advisory council, and a female council member, Wu Xiangning, proposed a proposal to return farmland to pasture. Regardless of whether it was Han or Banner, it was passed by 34 votes out of 50, and Lubin Prefecture implemented it...

This should be the manuscript that was just finished yesterday and distributed in a small range in Lubin Prefecture. It has only spread to all parts of Lubin Prefecture today.

Otherwise, Zhao Chuanxin will feel the benefits brought by this wave of popularity.

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue finished the day's official duties as quickly as possible, and then got dressed and went out as usual.

At the door, Cui Fenghua seemed to want to say something, but in the end said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care and left in a hurry.

He would eat first, then take a walk to digest the food, and then practice balancing, swordplay, and light blade runes.

Just after finishing the meal, I noticed that everyone coming in and out of a household looked like they had lost their parents.

Zhao Chuanxin is a man who is not lazy in talking, but also thick-skinned and black-hearted.

He walked up to one of them without any hesitation and said, "My friend, why are you all so sad?"

"Old man, he's dying! I'm preparing for his death and notifying my relatives and friends."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up and he let the man go.

He walked into the house leisurely.

There was a pot in the yard, boiling water.

The kitchen inside the house was also steaming.

This family has many children, and people are coming and going, busy and chattering.

Someone asked Zhao Chuanxin in confusion: "Who are you?"

Zhao Chuanxin sighed, "I have no choice but to listen to the old man. I came here to take a look and join him. Back then, we set up a stall together to sell pearl milk tea. Time really doesn't spare anyone."

When that person heard this, he said, "Zhao, don't think you can act older just because you have a big beard!"

Also, can pearls be sold in milk tea? I've never heard of it!

But since they were there to give gifts, I didn't say anything.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled happily... no, he went into the inner room with a stern face.

On the kang, the skinny old man was indeed in his last moments, hanging on with one breath and looking like he was about to die.

After a while, the old man was still alive.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket watch to check the time, and couldn't help but say outside the crowd: "Dude, if you have nothing else to do, report over there."

Everyone couldn't help but turn around and glare at Zhao Chuanxin.

How can you wish someone to die like this?
Zhao Chuanxin didn't care. He was just waiting to save the dead souls.

Another sentence came: "Most of the old men and women outside the Great Wall leave in winter. What are you waiting for?"

What he said was right. The weather outside the Great Wall was freezing cold, and many elderly people did die in the winter.

If you can celebrate the New Year, it is a blessing. If you can't celebrate the New Year, it is a pity.

There was a young man in the family who had a bad temper. He immediately yelled, "What did you say?"

Oh, that’s right, it was this voice. When the old man on the kang heard it, his eyes lit up, and then dimmed.

As if frightened to death.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned.

He quickly lowered his head to look at his wrist. Through the glass, he saw the rotor of the soul engine on his wrist spinning rapidly, with an invisible, twisted shield-like thing sticking out from the outside...

(End of this chapter)