The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Yixian took Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg to a clothing store, which was a place that specialized in selling monks' robes and some props for land and water dojos.

The clothes are all ready-made, and there is even a Taoist robe that suits Zhao Chuanxin's figure.

After all three people put on their Taoist robes, they hired a cart pulled by two mules and drove to Qinzhou.

After getting in the car, Zhao Yixian suddenly thought of a key question: "Zhao Shenxian, ask those gangsters why they went to Qinzhou?"

Zhao Chuanxin told the truth: "rob the court."

Zhao Yixian's eyes widened: "This, this, this..."

He gave himself a slap in the mouth.

Why didn't you ask clearly before getting on the bus?

He only focused on practicing magic, but he was obsessed with magic.

He was crying: "Let me get off the car quickly..."

"It's too late." Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You know too much."

Zhao Yixian was horrified: "Zhao Shenxian, aren't you afraid that I will inform you when you get to Qinzhou?"

"Don't be afraid. It will be the same if I kill you first and then the guards."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was indeed confident, Zhao Yixian got scared.

He sat on the mule cart with his head drooping and said nothing.

At this time, both the master and the disciples were wearing thick broad robes and crane cloaks with large sleeves. Because they could not tie themselves into buns, their hair was left hanging loosely.

Sitting cross-legged on the swaying mule cart, he looked a bit like a Taoist priest.

Because the two mules were pulling only three people, the speed was very fast.

In the car, Zhao Yixian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Zhao Shenxian, are you a student with excellent qualifications?"

Since he didn't dare to get out of the car because he was frightened by Zhao Chuanxin's power, he had no choice but to run all the way to the dark side. At least he could learn some real skills from Zhao Chuanxin so as not to suffer any disadvantage.

In the late Qing Dynasty, everyone from officials to the people was generally afraid of foreigners.

But in some areas, Chinese people are still very proud.

In Zhao Yixian's view, Benjamin Goldberg is a foreign brat whose qualifications are probably not as good as his. How can he learn the magic of the Central Plains well?

Benjamin Goldberg hammered his painful back: "Oh, my wisdom and understanding are naturally very good, but Master, my body is really overwhelmed. If I continue to bend, I will not be able to survive." It is really unknown that he will become an immortal in advance."

Zhao Yixian smiled, but said with a thorn in his words: "I have never heard that there is a 'foreign fairy' in the list of gods."

Zhao Chuanxin smoothed his beard that had not been trimmed for a long time. He closed his eyes and the old god was talking nonsense: "Spiritual roots are divided into 12 levels, waste, ordinary, low, medium, good, super... until the immortal. You are Trash, scoundrels are nothing more than superlatives. But I am an immortal."

Zhao Yixian was dejected: "Is this really true? Then I won't be able to learn magic in this life?"

Benjamin Goldberg was shocked and said: "Master, you must be wrong. How can I be a super-class? I am at least a mortal immortal or an immortal like you."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes: "You are a fart fairy. When I was born, my teacher had a round head and a swollen nose. The earth was broad and rich. He neither cried nor laughed. The sky was accompanied by bursts of fairy music, and there were nine dragons hovering in the sky. It was a natural phenomenon. , a group of cranes came to pay homage, and butterflies danced. Newton of the West slapped the coffin board and shouted: Let me out, let me say I will blanch..."

Benjamin Goldberg was stunned.

Zhao Yixian was confused when he heard it. He couldn't tell the truth from the lie.

As for Benjamin Goldberg saying he is tired, he can only endure it.

At this time, the sun has set and the dusk has fallen.

It is about 110 miles from Fangcheng to Qinzhou. The mule cart can cover 16-20 miles in one hour, which is full of endurance.

Excluding the time for feeding fodder and drinking water, we ran from afternoon until dark, under the stars and the moon, and endured a lot of traveling by boat. It was around nine o'clock in the evening before we arrived in Qinzhou.

It was so late, and there were still soldiers checking outside the city.

If he had known that Zhao Chuanxin came to rob the execution ground, Zhao Yixian would have been able to face it calmly, but at this moment he was sweating.

"Stop and check." The soldier blocked the way with a gun on his back.

Benjamin Goldberg saw that Zhao Yixian was shaking nervously, so he pinched the soft flesh on his waist from behind.

Zhao Yixian shivered in pain, looked back suspiciously, but stopped shaking.

The soldiers did not check their identities or pay ultimatums or anything like that. They just checked whether there were weapons in the car, searched their bodies, and asked, "What are you doing in Qinzhou?"

Zhao Chuanxin said lazily: "Come for salvation."

"Which big family will you give salvation to?"

Zhao Yixian's psychological quality is not particularly bad, but when it comes to life safety, he will inevitably be afraid.

After being pinched by Benjamin Goldberg, he recovered a little at this time. He hurriedly said: "Old Mrs. Huang of the Huang family in Liyudun is not recovering anymore. I will go and wait until Old Mrs. Huang swallows the last breath." One breath."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Zhao Yixian in surprise.

The soldier nodded: "Okay, let's go."

After entering Qinzhou, Zhao Chuanxin asked, "How did you know that Old Mrs. Huang was about to die?"

Zhao Yixian laughed sarcastically: "I came down to Qinzhou a month ago. The surname Huang is a common surname in Qinzhou. There are indeed people named Huang in Liyudun whose elders are dying. Last time I came to tell their fortunes, how many of them were left... Besides, the rebels—— Well, my fellow rebels will be executed there, so I’m in a panic.”

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Yeah, Zhao Yixian, your business is quite broad."

Zhao Yixian ignored him, turned around and asked Zhao Chuanxin in a low voice: "Zhao Shenxian, why did you want to rob the law field?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I have nothing to do, kill people and set fires, that's all."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Even if he is a god, this is still an evil god.

Accompanying an immortal is like accompanying a tiger.

When the mule cart arrived at Liyudun, even the dry rice was whining: "Woof, woof, woof..."

I jumped out of the car and stretched.

Benjamin Goldberg said, "I'm exhausted, too."

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "No, let's eat something before going to bed."

Zhao Yixian: "Is Gao Zu's spiritual root too good, or is this dog too spiritual?"

I have never seen anyone talk to a dog.

This foreign kid is really weird.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and looked at them with the faint light of the night.

Qinzhou has a lot of water. The Qinjiang River flows down from the north, splits into two here, and flows into the sea.

Zhao Chuanxin gnashed his teeth and said, "If I had known this, why would we have to bump around on a mule cart? We can get there in half an hour by water."

Zhao Yixian thought that Zhao Chuanxin was complaining about him, so he laughed and said: "The boat ticket is expensive, not as good as a donkey cart."

At this time, a white lantern suddenly hung outside the wall of a nearby large house with a big word "Dian" written on it.

The door opened, and someone came out holding three large firecrackers and lit them.

Bang, bang, bang.

Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg didn't know why.

But Zhao Yixian was stunned and muttered: "Look at my crow's mouth, I think Old Mrs. Huang is really gone."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "How to say?"

Zhao Yixian pursed his lips: "In Qinzhou, when someone dies, three big firecrackers are set off. This is called mourning and notifying relatives, friends and neighbors."

When the firecrackers went off, there was a loud cry.

The man who came out to set off firecrackers rubbed his red eyes and was surprised when he saw Zhao Yixian: "Zhao Shenxian, have you even calculated the time when the old lady will die?"

Zhao Yixian calls Zhao Chuanxin Zhao Shenxian, while others call Zhao Yixian Zhao Shenxian.

Zhao Yixian's face turned red, and he raised his head immediately: "Yes, I calculated with my fingers that Old Mrs. Huang will not be able to pass this hurdle."

The man was in awe: "Zhao Shenxian is indeed a capable person, please come in and invite us. By the way, these two are Taoist priests? Zhao Shenxian didn't know beforehand, but he helped us invite Taoist priests to be our dojo in advance?"

The local conduit priest is called Dao Gong.

Zhao Yixian coughed twice and hesitated: "Yes, yes..."

It can be seen that he is very thick-skinned.

Master Zhao Chuanxin and his apprentice looked at each other in confusion.

This old magic stick really hits the snake with a stick.

After saying that, Zhao Yixian respectfully discussed with Zhao Chuanxin: "Zhao Shenxian, why don't we go in first and have a look? It's so late and there are no restaurants or shops outside. With some free money, you can still earn a banquet."

Zhao Chuanxin's canned food had been used up. The three of them only ate some bread to fill their stomachs on the way, and they were already very hungry.

He could cook by himself, but in the middle of the night, Zhao Chuanxin was unwilling to move.

But Zhao Chuanxin still asked: "The execution ground is not far from here?"

Zhao Yixian pointed to the north: "You can't go more than 6 miles to the north, right at the troubled entrance by the Qin River."

Zhao Chuanxin walked in front with his hands behind his back, his head held high, and he said with an air of immortality: "Then go and have a seat, just don't delay the business."

…

Not far from the Huang family mansion, Shuangxi and Wang Long were lying in a lychee forest.

They heard crying in the distance, floating in the wind.

It was the middle of the night and it was in the wilderness. Anyone else would have been frightened, but Wang Long couldn't even blink.

He chewed beef jerky in his mouth and said, "I don't know who's dead."

Shuangxi held the gun sideways and said in a daze: "What's so strange about dead people? Tomorrow the old man with the nose will die."

Wang Long chuckled: "The bastard Huang Futing still wants to catch me. I want him to look good tomorrow."

…

A steamer arrived at Qinzhou Port.

Guo Renzhang and Qi Huang disembarked from the ship together.

As Guo Renzhang walked, he said, "Pingsheng, when the new year comes, I may prepare the army for the Lian Qin army. How about you becoming my staff then?"

Qi Huang was stunned for first, then hesitated, then shook his head: "You know my temper, I can't do this."

It can be said that Qi Huang started his career thanks to Guo Renzhang.

Regardless of Guo Renzhang's character, there is nothing to say about his treatment of Qi Baishi.

Hearing this, Guo Renzhang was greatly disappointed.

The atmosphere couldn't help but become dull.

At this time, someone sneakily stepped forward to stop the two of them: "Commander Guo, are you okay?"

Guo Renzhang squinted his eyes and looked at the person under the lights of the pier. He saw that the person was short and stocky, wearing a suit, and he was swaying when he walked.

After seeing it clearly, Guo Renzhang's expression changed, he looked around guiltily, and then said coldly: "You are so brave."

The person who came had a big face. He smiled, and the flesh on his face was trembling: "How can you succeed if you are not brave enough? Commander Guo took a step to speak."

Guo Renzhang and Qi Huang said, "Pingsheng, please stay a moment, I'll go and come back."

After reaching a dark corner, Guo Renzhang shouted: "Huang Xing and Huang Keqiang, are you crazy?"

Huang Xing did not feel dissatisfied and continued to say with a smile: "Commander Guo, I have ventured to Qinzhou this time and have been waiting for you at the dock for two days. In view of this sincerity, I also ask Commander Guo to deliver the batch of ammunition that I promised to wait for."

Guo Renzhang, like many generals of the Qing army, jumped back and forth between the rebel army and the Qing court.

Sun Gongwu was promised to help Sun Gongwu, but as soon as the Qing court urged him to do so, he immediately turned around and attacked Sun Gongwu's rebel army.

During the warlord war in the next era, it is difficult to say whether it was affected by this time.

But people like Sun Gongwu are really perseverant.

Even though these Qing army generals were at both ends of the spectrum, they continued to fight indomitably.

Guo Renzhang looked around again to make sure no one heard him, and then whispered: "I agree, you leave quickly to avoid causing trouble."

Huang Xing put away his smile, faced solemnly, and solemnly cupped his hands: "Then I would like to thank Commander Guo for his understanding and righteousness."

Guo Renzhang didn't want to pay attention to him and hurried back to find Qi Huangyuan.

In the darkness, Huang Xing's shining eyes could be seen.

…

The Huang family mansion.

Zhao Yixian was instructing the Huang family members to wear hemp and mourn, then put on bamboo hats and carry small bamboo tubes to the Qinjiang River, first crying and howling.

After they scattered some copper coins into the Qin River, they took water back to bathe the corpse.

This is called baptism.

After cleaning the deceased's nails and cutting his hair, he put on a shroud and even luxuriously put a piece of ocean in the deceased's mouth.

This is called - containing gold.

Before Old Mrs. Huang died, the coffin had already been prepared. It was coated with black paint and looked black and shiny in the candlelight. The two characters "Fu Shou" are written on both ends.

Then it was time to put it into the coffin. There was a layer of plant ash and rice inside the coffin, and a layer of straw paper on top... The rules were very complicated, but Zhao Yixian could speak clearly and do everything in an orderly manner. This is called professionalism.

Zhao Chuanxin and his apprentice were growling with hunger, but when they saw these people working endlessly, holding the coffin in their hands and crying, they became a little impatient.

When someone came to him: "Master Taoist, please give me a dojo."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hands and finally couldn't help but said: "You guys have already shaved off the coffin, why don't we let the old man go quickly? How long will it take?"

Come, let’s see the old man off to the west together, and then we can have a quick dinner! "

There was sudden silence in the mourning hall.

Zhao Yixian was extremely afraid of this sudden and embarrassing silence...