The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

"Brother Tiger, let me tell you, no matter it's your beautiful character, profound knowledge, or rich experience, you can't compare with me. Although you may be a carnivorous beast, I have killed more people than you have eaten. There is more meat, and the ravines you have jumped over are longer than the mountains you have walked.”

In front of Zhao Chuanxin was a beautiful tiger that was so tired that it stuck out its tongue.

I never expected that there would be soil for tigers to survive in Sakhalin.

Once upon a time, he was facing off against a leopard, and he was the one sticking out his tongue.

Now the Siberian tiger is just a younger brother in front of him.

Zhao Chuanxin is also known as the Tiger Beyond the Pass.

When two tigers met, they should have smiled and passed each other by.

But the problem is that the sheep have been found, and Brother Tiger is killing them here, so what's the point?

There is not enough mutton in Sakhalin, so where can we get it?

After a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, the galaxy collapsed, and the avenue was almost wiped out. Only then did Brother Tiger squat on the ground in embarrassment and gasp.

"That's okay. I'm going back to herd the sheep first."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around to leave.

The moment he turned around, the crouching tiger suddenly pounced.

That huge slap, those long fangs, that surging strength, and that amazing speed even after exhaustion, it was hard to say that Wu Song could beat him.

Under this powerful and heavy blow...

Lost.

It turned out that although Zhao Chuanxin turned around, he was holding a copper eye in his hand. The copper eye was facing backward.

"You, a tiger brother, unexpectedly attacked an old man. Is this good? This is not good."

Zhao Chuanxin flashed around and stepped onto the tiger's back as he spoke.

With a strong back and strong waist, that is quite powerful.

The tiger's surprise was no small matter - what happened to me, Kangkang?

It lifted it with all its strength, and Zhao Chuanxin flew backwards.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back, he reached back with his hand, grabbed the trunk of the tree and pulled it upwards, turning on the reaction shoulder straps and rising at a constant speed.

This scene is very strange.

When the tiger turned around, he was out of reach.

The tiger stared down below with a look of disbelief on his face.

He has no wings. Is this scene reliable?

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly took the camera to take a snapshot.

Click.

Click.

Brother Hu was blinded by the dazzling light again and again.

It impatiently grabbed the trunk and tried to climb the tree.

Zhao Chuanxin has heard this story before: Master Cat saved a trick, Brother Tiger couldn't climb the tree.

Just when he thought this, Brother Tiger climbed up the tree.

It's just that the body is too big and the footing is unstable.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his legs at the right moment: "Why did they lie to me? Didn't they expect that one day I would meet Brother Tiger?"

Kick him over.

Click.

Take a photo by the way.

Even though the tiger weighed 400 to 500 pounds, Zhao Chuanxin was also very strong and he kicked it down.

This time the tiger was really out of strength. He lay down under the tree and surrendered, his thick fur covered with snow foam.

"Look at your damage, take a break as soon as possible."

Zhao Chuanxin straightened up and jumped up.

On the ground, Brother Tiger's neck drew an arc.

Nothing can be done.

"Ah Ang...Ah Ang...Ah Ang..."

Zhao Chuanxin fell down from the tree.

How come the tiger roars in the mountain forest and the cat meows?

Do you feel weak after defeat?

In the end, the tiger left behind the carcasses of three sheep. It may not be able to finish them all, but it loves to kill.

The remaining sheep were gathered by Zhao Chuanxin and driven back.

The frightened sheep were not easy to drive, but Zhao Chuanxin was swinging back and forth in the trees, and none of the sheep could outrun him.

It was already around nine o'clock at night when I returned to Ken Nakamura's house in Xiangjun.

The first sheep was not bitten to death, and the bell hanging around its neck rang.

Kent Nakamura was so familiar with this movement that he ran out barefoot in excitement.

He was incoherent: "My lord, you are a sheep. Mine is a sheep."

Zhao Chuanxin had just driven the sheep into the pen, and his face darkened when he heard this: "It's so cold, no matter how nonsense you talk, I've made you harmonious, is this what you can say?"

Nakamura Ken fell into ecstasy and asked inexplicably: "Sir, this is related to my livelihood and my destiny, why can't I say it? Besides, there are sheep all over the world, so we don't have to feel guilty about this, right?"

"Well...what you said makes some sense."

"Sir, how did you find the sheep? You are really amazing."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Let's go into the house. I will develop some photos for you to see."

He usually carries photo developing equipment with him.

In photography, he first studied under Chen, and he developed a habit from then on: his exclusive photo album is usually not shown to others, as it is easy for others to misunderstand.

Soon the photo was developed. Zhao Chuanxin evaporated the developer and handed the photo to Nakamura Ken: "A total of three sheep died, and the sheep were bitten to death by tigers."

Nakamura Ken looked at the photo carefully, and sure enough, there were three sheep carcasses in a pool of blood on the snow, with a colorful tiger standing next to them.

But the style of the next photo changed drastically.

The tiger seems to be very annoyed and is always not too far away from the camera.

Then there was the confused look on Tiger's face.

The most outrageous thing is the one that seems to have been taken on a tree.

The tiger climbed up the tree, a leg appeared in the camera, and a size 44 foot was slapped on the tiger's face.

The tiger's skin and flesh were all flossed, and the tiger's face was completely deformed by this kick.

Ken Nakamura lowered his head and looked at Zhao Chuanxin's legs covered with snow on his trouser legs. Comparing his boots, he was sure that these were Zhao Chuanxin's long legs.

"Ah this..." Ken Nakamura was shocked and doubtful. He ran to the cabinet and dug out a copy of "Water Margin": "Is it true that the killing of tigers mentioned in it is true?"

"..."

Nakamura Ken scratched his head: "Sir, can you give me these photos?"

Watching Zhao Chuanxin leave, Nakamura Ken hurriedly put on his clothes, went to the sheepfold again to count the number of sheep, tied the door of the sheepfold with ropes three times, and blocked the door and the gap between the wooden fence with hay.

After returning home, he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up and put on three layers of short coats to go out.

After going out, Nakamura Ken came back and put the photos on the table into his arms.

Still feeling cold with three layers inside and three layers outside, Nakamura Ken ran to the Fuxiang Tavern.

Yes, the tavern is called Fuxiang Tavern, and the sign was just hung yesterday.

The previous sign was called-There is a tavern here.

Why name it after the place name given by the Japanese?

Zhao Chuanxin considered that this was not a good place. If someone with a clear mind came to the local tavern, without understanding, at least he would think that this bad atmosphere was brought up by the Japanese.

It can be said to be far-sighted.

Nakamura Ken was underage, but the Fuxiang Tavern did not stop him.

Normally, it was time for a break.

But the Fuxiang Tavern was filled with smoke.

There were men and women with red faces and thick necks smoking pipes everywhere, some were laughing, some were gloomy, and some were crying.

Nakamura Ken squeezed through the ugly crowd, came to the bar, climbed up the high stool with difficulty, and said proudly: "Whoever orders two salted eggs for me, I will tell him an interesting story."

"Forget it, you are a shepherd, what stories can you have?"

"Do you have a long tongue? You want to do something adult?"

Others sneered.

But a singing girl stepped forward in high heels and slapped money on the bar: "Bartender, give him two salted eggs, I want to listen."

Nakamura Ken's long-uncut hair was greasy and stuck to his face, revealing a pig-like look: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

"Oh, look at this child, quite romantic."

"Child, I advise you to stop before it is too late, otherwise it will be too late when the hair grows out..."

The people around him spoke with a strong smell of alcohol and laughed.

Nakamura Ken was unmoved and took out a photo from his arms: "Sister, look, what is this?"

"Tiger!" The singing girl covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Photos were rare in this era, and there was no photo of tigers.

Why?

Few people who went to take photos came back.

Nakamura Ken proudly lifted his tangled hair and thought: With these few photos, I can at least cheat ten or eight salted eggs.

"Hey, what are you doing? Those who didn't buy salted eggs for me can't see it..."

...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't send it back to Kuiteshalan.

He was on the fourth floor of the Peacekeeping Bureau's stone tower, opening the "Old God Code".

He picked up a small bottle on the table, which contained a mixed liquid of substances extracted by Benjamin Goldberg from dragon bones, magnetite, Polygala, Albizzia bark, Polygonum multiflorum, Poria, Areca nut, Chen Xiang, nutmeg, cloves, Schisandra chinensis, Salvia miltiorrhiza, Ziziphus jujuba seeds and other herbs.

When he handed this bottle of medicine to Zhao Chuanxin, he said: "Master, no matter who you want to harm, it has nothing to do with me."

"How dare you!"

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the small bottle, hesitated again and again, and still sent it over.

[I handed the latest potion to the Red Island nun. ]

[The Red Island nun was numb and disgusted, and there was no hope in her eyes. ]

Zhao Chuanxin was happy.

In fact, he had given up the treatment of the new emperor's "mental illness".

He believed that the Red Island nun thought so too.

[However, the Red Island nun came back soon and said in surprise: Fearless Pioneer, your medicine actually worked, and the bewitched person was completely awake. 】

The long ash of the cigarette between Zhao Chuanxin's fingers fell silently.

If he had known this, he would have done it earlier.

What prescription is there to try?

If all the Chinese herbal medicines with calming and analgesic effects were extracted, perhaps the task would have been completed earlier.

[I pretended to be surprised: Really? You don't need to be too grateful for my rebirth, just give me the reward. ]

[The female monk from Hongdao shook her head: Wait for me to secretly give the medicine to the new emperor, and then give the reward after it works. ]

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself: No, she's going to grow a brain!

He wrote:

[I said: Actually, you don't have to rush to treat the new emperor's brain. It's better for him to be drowsy. Let's work together to plunder the gold coins of Rune City, split the residents' money 30% and 70%, and return the nobles' money in full. This way, there won't be any trouble. ]

[The female monk from Hongdao: ...]

[She left. ]

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

What the hell is this reaction?

Can you give me a quick answer?

[After all, I was secretly drugging the emperor, so I thought it would take a long time to succeed. ]

[Unexpectedly, the Red Island nun returned to the blood sweat shop in the afternoon, and she brought me the remaining 11 anti-force rune fragments as a reward. ]

[I asked her: It succeeded, right? ]

[The Red Island nun looked unhappy: It succeeded, but...]

[I asked curiously: But what? ]

[The Red Island nun said: The new emperor was furious after waking up, thinking that he summoned the sun god, but the sun god did not protect him, so he prepared to summon the mother of order. Moreover, he did not stop building the machine that transformed the body. ]

[When she finished speaking, the ground shook suddenly. ]

Zhao Chuanxin: I Zhuo, is the summoning ceremony so simple?

Suddenly, his eyes fixed.

The speed at which the words appear in the "Old God Code" is normally constant.

But the words that appear next are fast and slow.

[I asked: What happened? ]

This text appears very quickly.

[Red Island female monk’s face suddenly changed: The new emperor’s summoning was successful. Legend has it that the mother of order awakens, and the disrupted order will be reshaped. ]

This paragraph of text appeared very slowly.

But the following text appeared faster and faster.

[I said: This is a good thing, right? ]

[Red Island female monk frowned: The process of disorder returning to order is not achieved overnight. Sometimes, the destructive power caused by forcibly pulling chaos back to order is greater than chaos. ]

[I didn’t understand. ]

Zhao Chuanxin understood it instead.

Because the future development is like this.

Long pain is not as good as short pain, but short pain is not painless, it may be more severe.

But at this time, his thinking capacity is much smaller than normal, because he needs to read ten lines at a glance.

[I said: I want to go back. ]

Zhao Chuanxin transmitted the anti-force rune fragment as quickly as possible and wrote:

[Before I leave, I will throw a fragment of the anti-force rune into the blood and sweat den to see what I can get in return. ]

Even if he was fast enough, he was still a step behind.

[I have entered the underground passage and returned to the Blood Sweat Stolen Cave, throwing a fragment of the anti-force rune into it. ]

[I don't understand why the God of Time and Space realized it so late today. ]

Zhao Chuanxin thought: The God of Time and Space doesn't understand it either.

Perhaps the God of Time and Space is too weak and is far inferior to the Mother of Order.

[I fed the Blood Sweat Stolen Cave a fragment of the anti-force rune, and the Blood Sweat Stolen Cave gave me a thread in return. ]

When Zhao Chuanxin transferred the thread to his hand.

The Fearless Pioneer had already run back to the Pioneer Partner's Safe Haven from the underground passage.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that there was no sign of refreshing his physical strength, so he temporarily closed the "Old God Code".

He carefully looked at the thread in his hand, which was only one-tenth the thickness of a hair.

If the thread fell on the rough ground in the stone tower, it would be difficult to pick it up with the naked eye.

What a joke?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the silk thread and found it ordinary. He turned it over and over for a long time and even felt that it was not as magical as a worm silk.

He pulled it gently, but it seemed to have no elasticity and was not broken.

If you use too much force, you may hurt your fingers.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a knife and easily cut off a short section of the fingernail.

He burned it with the Old God Crucible, and the short and long filaments of the fingernail gave off a strong smell of burnt feathers.

Does this mean that the silk thread is a natural protein fiber?

Or is it a silk thread?

No, silk is not as strong as it.

Zhao Chuanxin carefully took the bottle to put the silk thread, but did not put it into the secret realm, but put it in his pocket, ready to take it out for research at any time.

When he opened the "Old God Code" again, he was dumbfounded.

In the past, whenever he needed to refresh his physical strength, he closed the "Old God Code" and continued the plot when he opened it again.

But when he opened it at this time.

[It has been two days since the new emperor summoned the Mother of Order. As if there was an arrangement in the dark, the spread of the bewitched, the demon virus infected and various plagues has been effectively curbed. ]

[Because humans suddenly became united. ]

[All kinds of evil god believers were forced to gather and rebel, confronting healthy humans in the Rune City, the Brilliant Oasis and the Sea City. ]

Zhao Chuanxin didn't believe in evil and closed the "Old God Code".

He smoked a cigarette and reopened it.

This time, there was no handwriting at all.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a minute.

[I woke up and rushed to the Rune City from the underground passage. ]

Chao.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that the time and space of that world were no longer at his disposal.

[On the way, I was thinking: The God of Time and Space has not made any move for several days. ]

Ah, damn, Fake, Sukabulie, Baga...

Are you going to turn against Tiangang?

This means that Zhao Chuanxin can no longer monitor everything that happens in the world of the Old God Code in real time.

So, if the Fearless Vanguard dies unexpectedly, will he still have to pay for his life?

Thinking of this, Zhao Chuanxin panicked a little.

That night, Zhao Chuanxin did not return to Quetshalan, and slept in the stone tower with a heavy heart until dawn.

The morning of the stone tower was undoubtedly painful to the point of being unable to get out of the quilt. The fire in the fireplace had long turned into ashes, and the tower was as cold as an ice cellar.

Zhao Chuanxin shuddered, his body trembled, the Old God Crucible brand was activated, and the heat wave radiated from his body, and the temperature in the bedroom rose sharply in an instant.

After waking up, the first thing he had to do was to take out the Old God Code.

Even if you work hard, you can't catch up with the passage of time in the book.

Zhao Chuanxin closed the book.

From a psychological perspective, getting up in the morning and either exercising or reading will start a positive cycle for the day.

After getting up, browsing your phone or watching some stimulating content will start a negative cycle.

Reading the Old God Code is undoubtedly stimulating.

So Zhao Chuanxin gave up: Can I still watch it 24 hours a day?

It's like a person who buys stock funds, etc., and can't help but check the trend.

So Zhao Chuanxin was absent-minded for the next few days, and it was common for him to be distracted when handling official business.

...

When the United Tiger Hunting Team was destroyed, Aoki Nobuzumi fled to Tsarist Russia and later contacted Kanto Governor Oshima Yoshimasa.

With the help of Oshima Yoshimasa, Aoki Nobuzumi returned to Japan after going through hardships.

His series of operations in China, even if there is no credit, but there is hard work.

In addition, he is the first person who knows Zhao Chuanxin at present, and he was immediately absorbed by the "Anti-Zhao Society", and Aoki Nobuzumi happily joined it.

At this time, the Anti-Zhao Society was just a group of rabble, more like a discussion group.

Their information update progress was slow, and everything about Zhao Chuanxin was mostly hearsay.

Nobuzumi Aoki was not discouraged. After joining, he immediately started to rectify the situation.

In less than half a month, initial results have been achieved.

When the meeting resumed, the atmosphere in the Anti-Zhao Society was serious and orderly.

Aoki Xuanzhun said: "I have distributed the compiled information about Zhao Chuanxin, and I hope you will observe it carefully. The latest information is that all the forces under Zhao Chuanxin have gathered in Lugang Town for a meeting. I hope you can pool your efforts and share your opinions."

"You can sow discord. The regent of the Qing Dynasty, Zaifeng, will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating at this time."

"Let their own people beat their own people, they're good at that."

"The method of directly sowing discord is inferior. In my opinion, it is better to publicize Zhao Chuanxin's achievements."

Aoki Xuanzhun raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Please elaborate."

"There are also smart people in the Qing Dynasty. If there is a discord, someone will definitely persuade the regent Zaifeng. But it is different to publicize Zhao Chuanxin's achievements over the past few years. Zaifeng will go crazy and collapse, and he will have the desire to kill Zhao Chuanxin."

"Good!" Aoki Xuanzhun praised. "Anything else?"

"Also, since Lugang Town holds a meeting every year and gathers Zhao Chuanxin's influential figures, why not look for opportunities to blow up these people together?"

Nobuzumi Aoki's face was full of appreciation: "Young man, what is your name?"

"Aoki-san, my name is Isoya Rensuke."

…

Benjamin Goldberg and Yao Bing have arrived in Lugang Town with Hu Er and the others.

Lugang Town and Lubin Mansion are completely different.

Lubin Mansion is very lively and has many Tsarist Russian buildings.

The buildings in Lugang Town are diverse, including Dutch-style buildings with heavy hardwood doors and wide stone steps, Tsarist Russian buildings, American-style buildings, and French-style buildings. Of course, there is also no shortage of Chinese-style buildings with fairy-like style.

In Lugang Town, there are almost no people with braids.

Here, those with braids are the odd ones.

Yao Bing touched his stubborn short hair and said to himself that it was fortunate that his master had cut off his braids.

When I walked to a place, there was a group of snot-nosed kids having fun on the ice slide.

Yao Bing and Benjamin Goldberg looked on with dry rice.

I saw a boy wearing a long down jacket, standing with his hands behind his hands beside the slide, with a mature and sighing face on his face, shaking his head and saying: "I want to buy osmanthus flowers and drink wine together, but it turns out that it's not like I am a young man."

A taller boy next to him greeted: "Zhao Hongzhi, let's go fishing in the middle of the river. How old are you to watch a kid playing on a slide?"

Zhao Hongzhi, who had been acting mature just now, immediately broke through the defense, turned around and ran away without looking mature: "Defu, wait for me..."

Benjamin pointed at Zhao Hongzhi and said to Yao Bing: "Look, this is called expressing sorrow in order to compose new lyrics. It is a typical pretentious behavior. Junior brothers must not imitate it."

"Oh..." Yao Bing was very honest when he first arrived, but his eyes were hot: "Brother, I also want to play on the ice slide."

"..."

You can't catch up with that person who is worried about writing new words.

…

Aixinjueluo Zaifeng has recently seen many newspapers writing about Zhao Chuanxin.

Some people even talked about publishing a book to record Zhao Chuanxin's patriotic actions over the years.

Zaifeng was already suspicious of a hidden ghost, but after learning about this, Zaifeng became even more uneasy.

"Contact Zhao Chuanxin immediately without delay! I will question him personally!"