The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

After eating some snacks hastily, Zhao Chuanxin looked back at the broken walls of the ruined temple and swung the black cutter horizontally.

boom……

A section of the crispy wall that had been blown by the wind fell down, rustling with dust, and Zhao Chuanxin's arms were numb from the shock.

He looked at the black cutter and found that the ax blade was chipped and crooked, unable to withstand such a powerful blow.

Bayar's forehead grinned with joy.

Zhao Chuanxin was dejected. This thing only looked bluffing, but was actually not durable.

I really wanted to throw it away, but I felt it was a pity, so I thought about putting it in a secret place and waiting for better steel before I worry about it.

At this time, Xu Hongyan's figure had disappeared from sight.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the remaining snack residue in his palm and got on his horse.

The two continued on their way.

…

Xu Hongyan ran forward, occasionally looking back in panic. Seeing that Master Zhao did not catch up, he felt relieved but also a little disappointed.

He thought to himself that if he had Master Zhao's ability, he would not be reduced to this situation.

He hasn't been out much, and he doesn't remember the roads.

He walked to a house, knocked on the door, and said, "Sorry to bother you, I want to know how to get to Xujiayingzi from here?"

The old man scratched his head: "Son, are you lost? Xujiayingzi? Which Xujiayingzi?"

This camp, that camp, there are too many.

Xu Hongyan saw that this family was not rich and the old man looked kind and did not look like a bad person, so he told the truth: "I was kidnapped by bandits and escaped on the way. I was so panicked that I didn't know where I was."

The old man shook his head and sighed: "Poor baby, how old are you? You go east along this road, go to Yiju first, find the local patrol station, they will help you find your way home."

Thank you very much Xu Hongyan.

The old man gave him another piece of dry food and let him drink a bowl of water, but he didn't stay.

I guess the old man was also afraid of bandits.

Xu Hongyan saw the farmers working in the fields beside the road, the ears of foxtail grass that had turned yellow and were swaying in the wind, and a curious and wary black dog looking over the side of the field... He thought to himself, what if I am a beggar, and if I beg along this road, I won't get any delicious food, but I can still eat half a steamed bun and a bowl of water, so I won't starve to death.

Needless to say, I felt a sense of freedom immediately.

This child encountered a sudden hardship, and his brain circuit became very strange.

He thought to himself: Lack of money may be the least worth mentioning shortcoming of the poor. My family has a small amount of assets, so I can feel such a desire for freedom.

When the sky was dim, Xu Hongyan suddenly saw dust flying in the north.

When they got closer, Xu Hongyan first noticed that the horses under their crotches were all horses that had been cut and nosed using ancient methods.

Western Liaoning is close to the grassland, and even a middle-class young man like Xu Hongyan knows some things about the grassland.

Let’s not mention the cutting position for the moment, let’s just talk about the nose opening.

The people on the grassland grew up on the back of ponies, and their riding skills are innate and they are used to fighting. However, many people did not notice that their horses had to have their noses cut. In fact, it was an operation on the horse's nose to make it breathe better. In order to make it smoother, the Mongolian horses, which are already good at running long distances, can run even more.

When Genghis Khan went west to conquer Khwarezm, the people of Khwarezm thought it would take them a year to arrive. But under the leadership of Zhebe, there were six horses per man, and each horse had to have its nose cut off. It would arrive in six months, which can be called a blitzkrieg.

In the Battle of Sanfeng Mountain, Torre led the cavalry to harass the Jin army. For three days and nights without stopping, the Jin army was trapped and exhausted, and was ultimately defeated.

It’s just that when I read history, everyone thought that the Mongols were capable of fighting at that time, but they ignored many equipment issues.

Xu Hongyan was watching intently when he suddenly remembered something.

On horseback, there were several people wearing patrol uniforms!

He suddenly came to his senses, jumped to his feet, raised and swayed his arms: "Help me, help me..."

The man at the head had a large face, high cheekbones, and wore a wide-brimmed hat. He first waved his hand to slow down the people behind him, then he also tightened the reins and slowly stopped in front of Xu Hongyan.

Xu Hongyan looked at it and found that the leading patrol officer should be in his 30s, with high cheekbones, high brow bones, and two eyebrows that looked like broad-rimmed sickles, which formed a complete circle around his eye sockets.

It is difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treachery with such a face.

But Xu Hongyan said in her heart: Since he is a patrol officer, he must help the people after all, and he cannot behave as viciously as the bandits.

So he hurriedly bowed and said: "Sir, sir, I am from Xujiayingzi. I was kidnapped by bandits and escaped on the way. Can you help me, sir? Send me home. I will make my family treat you well." …”

The visitor raised his eyebrows and looked back.

Xu Hongyan noticed that the face of the knight behind him was full of amusement.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Babu Zabu Tingcheng, the son of Xujiayingzi, could it be said that he was the one tied up by Lao Di?"

Someone asked playfully from behind.

Xu Hongyan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his eyes glanced left and right, trying to find a way to escape.

Ting Cheng is the director of the Patrol Bureau.

As the chief of the patrol bureau, he actually knew the bandit's whereabouts clearly, or because his family reported it to the police, these people followed him.

Either these patrol policemen are colluding with the bandits.

But no matter how Xu Hongyan looked at it, it didn't look like the former.

Babuzabu turned around, leaned forward, and looked at Xu Hongyan: "How did you escape?"

Xu Hongyan clearly saw a hint of evil in Babu Zabu's eyes.

He rolled his eyes: "I ran away while they were napping."

Babuzabu chuckled gloomily: "Very good, you are very smart. Take this little kid with you and let's go."

Seeing that there were no empty horses, Xu Hongyan hurriedly said: "No need to bother you adults, we can just walk."

Babuzabu suppressed his smile, squinted his eyes and said, "Who has time to walk slowly with you? Get on the horse quickly."

Xu Hongyan not only did not step forward, but retreated, tripping over a awning of windmill grass.

At the signal from Babu Zabu's eyes, a strong man from the prairie dismounted, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed Xu Hongyan's collar. The skinny Xu Hongyan was unable to resist at all.

The man raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

Xu Hongyan's eyes were filled with stars, he shook his head before he came to his senses, and said with a cry: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll just get on the horse..."

"You little bastard is dishonest!"

The man said fiercely.

Babuzabu drew his whip from his waist and made an explosive sound in the air.

Xu Hongyan shivered in fright.

Babuzabu asked with a smile: "Tell me, how did you escape?"

Xu Hongyan was frightened and cried mournfully: "It's Master Zhao. Master Zhao, the Sword Master, took advantage of the enemy and killed me together. Master Zhao also wanted to exchange me for ransom. I escaped when he was not prepared..."

He still didn't tell the truth, but it wasn't completely false, at least that's what Zhao Chuanxin teased him.

Babu Zabu sneered: "Hmph, I didn't expect that there would be people in western Liaoning who would dare to stroke my Babu Zabu's beard. How brave!"

As mentioned before, Lao Dihe is no ordinary bandit.

In peacetime, he will be quiet for a while. It was not peaceful, so he took advantage of the situation and rose up, gathering people and horses below, and building a strong line above.

This line is Babu Zabu.

This Babuzabu is not an ordinary person.

My ancestors lived in TMTZQ, which Zhao Chuanxin once passed by, and later moved to western Liaoning.

Taking advantage of the local reclamation, their family occupied land and became a local nouveau riche.

But Babu Zabu’s fathers were at least still willing to work. When he arrived, he refused to do any work and colluded with the local gangsters. When he was young, he became a bandit leader and a local tyrant.

At its peak, there were more than a hundred thieves.

When the Russo-Japanese War came, this guy defected to the Japanese and fought against Tsarist Russia.

This team is fierce and good at fighting, and has repeatedly rushed into the rear of the Russian army to carry out harassment activities.

After the war, through the maneuvers of the Japanese, Babu Zabu was successfully recruited to the Qing court, and was successfully recruited in exchange for the post of director of the patrol bureau.

But obviously Babu Zabu has never been willing to be lonely. Just being the chief of the patrol station in a remote rural area cannot satisfy his appetite, and he has done a lot of small tricks behind the scenes.

Lao Dihe had temporarily taken refuge with him. Based on his information, he had already tied up two or three votes in a row, but this one was unlucky and ran into Zhao Chuanxin.

Xu Hongyan was even more unlucky. On the way back, he met love at a corner.

After confirming with his eyes, he is the right number.

Babuzabu couldn't let him go home like this. Wouldn't it be bad if Lao Dihe and the others revealed something?

Babuzabu asked Xu Hongyan again: "Does Master Zhao, the Lao Shizi Sword Master, know anything? Was Lao Dihe tortured before he died?"

Xu Hongyan was young and inexperienced in world affairs.

But he is very smart. Although he doesn't study very hard, his brain works very quickly.

The more Babu Zabu cares about something, the more he will do the opposite.

Xu Hongyan wanted to understand this point in a flash of lightning, and immediately said: "I was tortured. I escaped while Master Zhao tortured Lao Dihe."

"Very good!" Babu Zabu smiled ferociously: "Go call someone, gather the troops, and we will chase after him."

"Don't kill me, I won't say anything." Xu Hongyan shouted.

"Kill you? How could I kill you? You still need to lead the way to identify the murderer. What we patrolmen do is to protect the country and the people and arrest the murderer!"

"..."

Xu Hongyan said in her heart: How big is your grandma?

…

Zhao Chuanxin and Bayar Bor'e did not go quickly during this trip.

Bayar, who was on horseback, raised his head and looked at the sky: "It will be sunny soon."

Zhao Chuanxin said nothing.

Bayar hesitated: "The wine bottle you gave me..."

Zhao Chuanxin's matches were always extinguished by the wind. He secretly thought that he should get a lighter, but he finally lit the cigarette, and the cigarette in his mouth hung on the ground.

He coughed: "Otherwise you'll have to pay me back."

Bayar's head immediately shook his head: "This thing should fall into my hands."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand what he meant: "Bayar, you old guy, you should really know the ways of exorcism and other demons, right?"

"What kind of evil way?" Bayar Bor was very unhappy: "I believe in gods."

"Um..." Zhao Chuanxin asked again: "Then you are a serious shaman, right?"

"I am certain that I am a shaman, so it is natural and serious."

Then neither of them spoke.

Zhao Chuanxin was not sure what he saw.

As for what Bayar saw, he didn't want to say.

Neither of them knew that the other knew something.

Zhao Chuanxin gave the silver wine pot to Bayar's forehead because he thought that the old man should have some real skills in dancing after having been a dancing master all his life.

Bayar refused to return the silver flagon because he thought it would be better to deal with it himself.

Crows were entrenched in the sky, shouting "Wow" and "Wow".

There was a child in the field next to him. He picked up stones on the ground and threw them into the sky in vain to drive away the crows: "Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, etc.) into the sky."

Although the height of the crow is beyond the reach of children, Bayar Bor immediately stopped it: "Don't be ridiculous, the crow god is just calling the police, go home quickly..."

He was worried that these children were ignorant and would offend the gods. Zhao Chuanxin looked at it and felt that this old man was a bit interesting. He killed people without blinking an eye, but he also had compassion.

A group of snot-nosed kids made faces at Bayarbo's forehead and dispersed.

A crow landed on a tree by the road, and soon countless more crows followed.

The respect in Bayar's eyes was beyond words.

Zhao Chuanxin drove his horse to the foot of the tree, took out a piece of beef, took a small piece of the hidden blade and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Bayar Bor said: "The Crow God doesn't like to have contact with people..."

Before he finished speaking, a crow with a red beak fluttered its wings and flew over.

It fell on Zhao Chuanxian's sleeve, and he lowered his head to peck at the chopped beef pieces.

Bayar's forehead: "..."

This was the first time he had seen a crow so fearless.

Then, as if the door to a new world had opened, with a roar, swarms of crows circled around Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin chopped the beef into fine pieces and the goddess scattered it.

This once again confirmed to Bayar that Zhao Chuanxin had some mysterious and unique connection with various gods.

That being the case, does the silver wine flask given to him have a deeper meaning?

The two stopped talking again.

Zhao Chuanxin walked in front, and the crow followed for a while.

Crows are considered auspicious birds in some areas and depressing in others. Hundreds of miles apart, there may be two customs.

The same thing can be understood as a funeral or an early warning.

But if you peel off the outer skin of the god, the crow is just a smarter bird that likes to scavenge.

The two of them continued to move forward, and when the sun set in the west, they were almost at Chaoyang Mansion.

The two of them saw a pair of country mandarin ducks on the side of the road. They wanted to refuse but greeted them on the side of the road. They were shy and timid, keeping a certain distance and whispering.

Bayar, an old and uncultivated man, watched with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Chuanxin joked: "What the hell, are you envious?"

Bayar looked at the blushing face of the girl who lowered her head and said: "It's better to make a woman blush than a lot of sweet words. But with rouge, you can't tell the difference between true love and falsehood in the world. Fortunately, this is the countryside, there are no Heavy makeup.”

Zhao Chuanxin laughed when he heard this: "Then you have never seen a beautiful woman. If you had seen her, not only would you not be able to tell the difference between love and affection, you wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between a man and a woman."

"..." Bayar asked curiously: "What is beauty?"

"Beauty is a kind of mirror. Through this mirror, the ugly becomes beautiful, and the beautiful becomes beautiful."

Bayar's forehead trembled: "It's scary, this mirror is very scary!"

"That's not bad. Usually the person behind the mirror is scarier."

"..."

The two of them talked nonsense all the way to Chaoyang Mansion.

This place is a bit rundown, but at least I can find a car shop to stay in.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the kitchen and borrowed the store's stove.

"Sir, this..." The cook was reluctant.

If Zhao Chuanxin did it himself and used his own ingredients, he wouldn't be able to make any money from him. Besides, firewood is needed, wouldn’t it be a loss?

In addition, after working for so long, this is the first time that a customer wants to cook in the kitchen.

Usually I bring my own dry food and go back to the room to eat it.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes narrowed: "What? You don't believe in my cooking skills? Let me tell you, my cooking skills are quite authoritative in all aspects."

"..." The cook was speechless: "That's not the case, it's just, it's just..."

After all, he is not as thick-skinned as Lao Zhao. He wants to say that it is none of my business whether your cooking skills are good or not. The main thing is that I can't earn your money and I have to provide firewood.

But I was embarrassed to say it.

"Since it's not the case, forget about mother-in-law and mother-in-law and hurry up and get on the road."

Zhao Chuanxin arched his hips and pushed the cook aside, exposing his arms and rolling up his sleeves.

Just as he was about to prepare two dishes, he heard a helper running to the back kitchen and saying, "Master, master, it's terrible. Yesterday, the herb picker dug out another stone with fish growing on it..."

As Zhao Chuanxin listened, he suddenly thought of something. His eyes widened and he asked: "Fish grow in the stone? Are there birds growing? Are there grasses growing? Are there dragons growing?"

Harmful, the world is 90% unsatisfactory, you must not do that kind of persecution...