The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin listened and took notes with great interest, and the names appeared on the paper one by one.

When he finished recording, he looked at the doctor with a half-smile: "Are you sure there is nothing missing?"

Matsuzaki Hoichi, who had his hands and feet tied on the ground, was furious. He lay in a cocoon and stared at the doctor with his only eye.

The doctor nodded innocently: "That's all."

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette butt away, landing just under Matsuzaki Hoichi's raised face.

The reason why the cow's neck is strong is that it has to hold the huge cow's head every day.

But people are not good at it. If you lift your neck for a while, you will get tired, so you have to put it down and rest.

If Matsuzaki Yasuo wanted to lower his head, he would touch the cigarette butt and get burned, so he could only lift it up, and just looking at it would make others suffer for him.

The doctor felt sad when he saw it.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly changed his mind: "Think about it again, is there a person named Qimuge, that is, a shaman?"

The doctor's face was full of shock: "You, you..."

"How do I know, right?" Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "I know a lot. If you keep hiding it, I will pick on you because of my insensitivity."

The doctor wiped his cold sweat and said: "I, I just forgot for a moment. There is a person behind the wooden frame. His original name was Yokokawa Yoshiro. Like us, he was a group of people who came to China invited by Uchida Yasuya, the ambassador to the Qing Dynasty, in 1904. A member of the special mission team established during the outbreak of the Russo-Japanese War..."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and came to the doctor.

The doctor was uneasy.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly took action and pinched his index finger.

"Crack..."

The index finger was cut off.

The doctor jumped in pain and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhao Chuanxin stared at him: "Is there anything else to hide?"

"It's gone. Oh, by the way, there is Matsuzaki Hoichi. He also has a secret. He belongs to the second branch of the first squad of the special mission squad. He sneaked into the Russian rear and tried to sabotage the Nenjiang Railway on the Eastern Railway. When they built a railway bridge and thereby destroyed the supply line, their whereabouts were discovered and two people were arrested. Matsuzaki Hoichi and three others fled to the grassland in panic. They were killed by herdsmen as bandits on the way. The world thought that Matsuzaki Hoichi was dead, but they did not know that he was at that time Escaped by faking death..."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at Matsuzaki Hoichi in surprise, not expecting that he still had such a past.

Because Matsuzaki Yasuichi couldn't hold his head up, his face fell to the ground, and he was immediately burned by the cigarette butt and made a sizzling sound.

He ignored the pain and stared at the doctor.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "No more?"

The doctor swore a lot.

Zhao Chuanxin took two steps back: "You squat in front of Matsuzaki Hoichi and show a smile. Yes, that's it."

Then he took out his camera and took a photo of the two of them.

The scene freezes at the moment when Matsuzaki Yasuichi can't hold his head up, grinning with his teeth burned by the cigarette butt, and staring fiercely at the doctor, but the doctor is "smiling happily".

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This is the evidence that you rebelled against the special task force."

The doctor's vision went dark.

This group of people has been deeply poisoned by militarism.

What Zhao Chuanxin did was equivalent to blocking his escape route.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to chant the slogan "Serve the Emperor" with a clear conscience as before.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head, looked at the Japanese sword on the roof, jumped up on the spot, pulled it down, and handed it to the doctor: "Now, kill Matsuzaki Hoichi."

The doctor didn't dare to hesitate, otherwise he would be injured. Wouldn't it be nice for him to save nine out of ten fingers?

So he raised the knife, and Matsuzaki Hoichi was still there, making a "wuwu" sound from his blocked mouth, as if he was cursing and accusing...

Zhao Chuanxin took several photos to record this touching moment.

In the future, we must find a way to bring it to Japan for display.

Matsuzaki Hoichi died, and the murderer was Dr. Song from Jishi Hall.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the camera: "Do you understand now?"

Dr. Song nodded like a chicken: "I understand, I should obey your words."

"Wrong!" Zhao Chuanxin said, "You should understand how important it is to carry a camera with you!"

"Ah this..." Dr. Song was confused.

Zhao Chuanxin left.

Dr. Song may be disloyal or dishonest in the future, but he will definitely not be a pure Japanese spy.

Zhao Chuanxin spared his life mainly to stabilize He Huizhen. Because Matsuzaki Hoichi died, Zhao Chuanxin was worried that he would alert the enemy.

Why not just kill He Huizhen?

It is said that He Huizhen was of high rank. She was in Liangzhou and could communicate with Japanese spies in two places. One was a female teacher named Kawara Caozi in the palace of Karaqin, and the other was a monk who hid his identity as Xuanchun. old monk.

If He Huizhen died at this time, and the situation was not reported to the two of them regularly, it might cause them to leave early.

Among them, Soko Kawahara has the greatest influence.

She has three proud disciples - Jin Shuzhen, Yu Baozhen, and He Huizhen.

After teaching in the palace for many years, during the Russo-Japanese War, the Karaqin Palace directly became a "transportation station" for Japanese spies.

According to Dr. Song, all spies heading west are transported from the Karaqin Palace Transportation Station. During the Russo-Japanese War, she also assisted Japanese agents to blow up the Nenjiang Bridge on the Dongqing Railway. Although she failed, it was a glorious defeat because she did everything she could.

It can be said that Soko Kawahara did her duty conscientiously and worried about her Empire of Japan.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin followed Master and Disciple Bayar Bo'er from a distance as they left the car shop.

The yellow sand is rolling in and the sky is full of flying dust.

Bayar Bo'e's master and apprentice rode horses, while Zhao Chuanxin "walked".

In this weather, there were not many pedestrians on the post road, so he walked recklessly.

The only drawback is that the master and apprentice in front are too slow and stop and go. Zhao Chuanxin has to catch up from time to time and wait until they are far away before catching up again, and so on.

Zhao Chuanxin was worried that his hairline was pushed back by the strong wind with a "frosted effect", so he put his hair and dust into a knitted hat.

Too fast and a cowboy hat is not an option.

It's a pity that these two people didn't go on a long-distance run. They barely stopped to eat along the way, braving the wind and sand and ran straight to the Yellow River.

The Yellow River turns a big bend here, and there is a village on the east side of the bay.

The scenery here is quite strange, with white sandy beaches in front, fertile fields and oasis behind, the rushing and turbid Yellow River next to it, and bare and rolling mountains further to the south.

Zhao Chuanxin watched them enter the car shop, while he worked hard to build a stone wall on the flat ground on the edge of the desert. He built a building like a small temple with a piece of fused quartz glass embedded in it, facing the car shop's door from a distance. Oriented for easy viewing.

He took out a ball of instant noodles, put dried mutton, dried shallots, chili peppers and various seasonings into the pot, and cooked a pot of noodles.

There needed to be a vent on top of the pot, so he tinkered with it like filling it with foam glue to make the flue twist and turn.

This way the sand can't get in, and the wind pressure can suck the smoke out of the hut.

He didn't bring much with him on this trip.

Not even a bedding was brought.

This land is characterized by long cold winters, short hot summers, slow springs, and early cool autumns.

And the temperature difference between morning and evening is scary.

It's still very hot at noon, but at night it's freezing enough to make you shiver.

Zhao Chuanxin ate a pot of noodles, drank two cups of tea, and smoked a cigarette. A layer of hazy mist was already covering the glass windows of the stone house.

Until the stone house was heated by the fire, the water mist disappeared again.

This temple-like stone house doesn't even have a door, and the ventilation openings are not big enough for people to enter.

So Zhao Chuanxin didn't even let go of the paper pig, but got up on a stone bed and lay down.

Wilderness creation and camping turned out to be so boring.

Zhao Chuanxin was lying down brushing his teeth and thinking to himself.

It's just that the "ceiling" is dark, and with the lid on the stove, the firelight doesn't shine there, and it looks like there's something wrong with it.

So Zhao Chuanxin put on his mud trowel gloves and opened a fused quartz glass skylight for himself.

Yeah, HD.

The wind and sand suddenly stopped, and the sky was faintly visible in the dusty air.

Gradually, Zhao Chuanxin was able to see the splendor of the Milky Way.

He rinsed his mouth casually and didn't get up. He just tilted his head and spit out the foam with a "bah" gulp.

This is what lazy people are like.

Then a box the size of a battery was taken out, revealing a thin thread woven from silk.

There is a serrated metal piece at the top of the box. After pulling out the silk thread, you can use the metal piece to saw the silk thread.

This is dental floss produced by Johnson \u0026 Johnson in the United States. It is beautifully packaged and very expensive.

Compared with later generations of dental floss, this kind of dental floss is more difficult to use because it is not lubricated enough, but it has stronger stain removal ability.

Zhao Chuanxin has been flossing to prevent the spread of dental plaque, because the only way to return to the 21st century is to live until then.

This may be called - the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

He can remain physically strong, but his teeth will not regrow as an adult.

When the time comes to kiss someone of the opposite sex and leave the dentures in each other's mouth, I really can't think of it...

He took out the "Code of Old Gods", opened it and closed it again.

Because during this period, "my" team has been on the road, arriving at the eastern port, taking a boat across the ocean, and I don't know how many refresh times it will take to reach the Cursed Desert.

Zhao Chuanxin was lying on the stone bed, watching a shooting star pass by. He originally made a wish, but that wish may have been too exciting, causing his thoughts to wander out of control.

The noisy scene in his mind lasted for about half an hour, and his eyelids began to fight.

His last thought before going to bed was - Oops, I forgot to wash my feet!