The fight in the field was hot, and suddenly someone outside the field shouted: "A good servant step to throw a sword, patrol the iron ruler lunge frame block, is splitting."

The man from behind was sneaking up and kicking.

Ah Bao is good at swordsmanship, turns around and slashes horizontally, forcing the patrol to close his legs.

Diagonally splitting stabs, patrolling is dangerous, and the iron ruler has no time to parry.

is a good patrol, turned around and swept the legs to resolve the crisis, Bao's big feet can run and jump, and he can dodge directly.

Hey, the thimble continues to hemp, a pair of long-lost swords in the rivers and lakes, it's really ......"

At first, the people were dissatisfied with Zhao Chuanxin's yelling, but with his explanation, these really gradually came to an end.

For example, the trick of Raushzi "thimble to continue hemp", is it just like when presbyopia is renewed, the tip of the hemp silk wants to put it in the eye of the needle.

The sword is hemp, and the middle part of the three flutes of the patrol iron ruler is the nose of the needle.

I can't help but look at Zhao Chuanxin, and then look at the field, and compare: "Hey, this is called a specialization in the art industry!" ”

But I heard Zhao Chuanxin continue to shout: "Ah Bao's body is soft, he kicks in the middle and back, a good sword, one sword is cold, two swords cut muscles and bones, and three swords are terrifying......

Oh, and now we're seeing that a patrol has been drawn......"

With Zhao Chuanxin's explanation, Bao, who had the upper hand, was disturbed by the not loud but clear voice.

Originally, she was about to stab a patrolman in the arm with a sword, but under Zhao Chuanxin's explanation, the patrol actually raised an iron ruler in time to block it, making Ah Bao's success fall short.

In fact, it was not easy to patrol over there, and it was supposed to be a sweeper, but Ah Bao expected to have the opportunity to dodge.

The more the two sides fought, the more chaotic they became, and they were a little at a loss when Zhao Chuanxin explained.

In the end, Ah Bao Rabbit got up and down, dodged away, panting, and sweating.

She glared at Zhao Chuanxin fiercely and ran towards the prisoner car.

The prisoner in the car ruffled his hair and bared his teeth and smiled: "Suck...... The little lady is willing to hijack the prisoner car for me, and she is also a ghost when she dies. ”

Po was stunned and found that it was not Kim Kun-so in the prisoner car.

A pair of clear and translucent eyes suddenly filled with tears, and they looked even more watery.

She didn't know who to hate at this time.

Hate the patrol? Hate this prisoner? Or is it ...... She looked at the outside, facing Zhao Chuanxin, who was swaying his bald head, gritted her teeth, pointed at Zhao Chuanxin with her sword, and then turned around and ran.

Those patrols and county officials didn't dare to chase after this powerful woman who looked like a little pepper, but they all looked at Zhao Chuanxin speechlessly.

What nonsense!

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands on his sleeves, bared his teeth, and looked like a handsome stupid monk.

He walked left and right, and saw that there was no excitement to see.

He slipped into the crowd, got back into the car, opened the window, lit a cigar and said, "Honk the horn and arch forward." ”

Benjamin Goldberg was obedient, kicked the throttle down, went into second gear, and rushed forward while honking his horn.

Now, the people finally knew how to dodge.

An old woman with gray hair smacked her lips after watching the excitement and walked slowly.

Benjamin Goldberg honked his horn all the time.

It is said that when she came to the front, the old woman tried to hide for a while, but she didn't, and she still struggled.

Benjamin Goldberg slowed down and waited for her, and when she was about to pass, the old woman gently touched the car and immediately sat on the ground: "Oh my god, I hit someone, everyone is ...... to judge"

Benjamin Goldberg was a little overwhelmed.

Apparently I haven't experienced touching porcelain.

Zhao Chuanxin poked his head out: "Ahem...... tui……”

A mouthful of spit was accurately spit on the old woman's head.

The old woman wiped her forehead, sticky, she looked at Zhao Chuanxin in disbelief, and immediately became angry, and said to the patrol who was holding his injured arm and didn't dare to pursue Bao: "Everyone, look at it, this person hit people in broad daylight, and he vomited the old body with a ...... face."

The splashy who was kicked and kicked by Zhao Chuanxin before also took the opportunity to shout: "Yes, yes, yes, he was just an adult." ”

Just now, those patrols thought that Zhao Chuanxin was a monk from a temple, but they blamed the bald head for being too dazzling in the sun.

At this time, I saw the Rolls-Royce, but my body shook, and pushed the old lady away: "Get out, you old immortal with no long eyes." ”

Then he arched his hand and said to the butt of the car: "I have seen Mr. Zhao." ”

In the whole of Suzhou, it is just such a sassy foreign car, plus the Spring Festival activity Zhao Chuanxin let the blood of foreigners spill the first agricultural altar, which patrol does not know that this car is Zhao Chuanxin?

It turned out that the person who was clamoring on the side just now turned out to be Mr. Zhao.

The god of war is the god of war, no wonder the head is the way, it's really good.

Zhao Chuanxin's hand holding the cigar stretched out the window and waved, and the smoke drifted away in the wind.

The clouds are light and the wind is light......

The patrolman holding his arm shook his head and sighed, willing to lick the dog: "Mr. Zhao, what a good demeanor......"

Suzhou rivers crisscross and have well-developed waterways.

Without navigation, it's hard to get out.

Zhao Yixian leaned out from behind, put himself on the driver's seat and pointed to the country: "Benjamin, turn west...... Wrong, I'm talking about the next intersection. Oops, you miss the best route, otherwise the longitude and latitude are straight, and the circle is clear, and it makes sense to go however you go......"

In fact, although Zhao Yixian has been here, he can't remember every road.

Not every bridge is open to traffic.

Walking and walking, I went in circles, but I didn't go far in a straight line.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were all phoenixes and dragons, and simply said: "Come, let's change positions, you sit in front and command." ”

Zhao Yixian couldn't wait for this.

So Zhao Chuanxin sat in the back row.

He is not afraid of overturning, even if he rolls over, it is difficult to get injured at this speed.

In the back row, Zhao Chuanxin took out the drawing board, clamped the paper, took a pencil and began to smear, and designed the ring.

The ring face is very unique, it is a coiling dragon.

The dragon's head is exaggerated, and the dragon holds a miniature abacus bead in its mouth. There is a hole in the middle of the abacus bead, and the space in the hole should be left for the miniature bearing.

That's where the technology comes in.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly drew a sketch, ignoring the quarrel between the two in front of him, and the dry rice on the side, he bowed his head and thought in the back row.

Cutting metal, no matter how small, as long as it is visible to the naked eye, it is not difficult for Zhao Chuanxin.

The difficult thing is that there is no spray gun, no methane and hydrogen and oxygen, and if you want to weld gold and silver, Zhao Chuanxin is really a little blind.

After pondering for a long time, I suddenly remembered the old sacred fire.

How do snake people control the flames?

He knew that the snake man's ability to control the flames was inseparable from the old sacred fire.

When he steals the old sacred fire, the snake people will not play with fire.

In this way, the old sacred fire, a bit of Nikola Tesla's radio meaning - remote reception of electrical energy, can light a light bulb.

Then play with fire remotely, and you don't have to worry about bedwetting?

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved.

If they are all relics of the old gods, will the old sacred fire operate in the same way as the old sacred altar?

However, the Night Pot of the Old Gods and the Old Sacred Altar are used in very different ways.

It seems that the old gods are not just one, or that the old gods have many incarnations, and each incarnation leaves something different?

Zhao Chuanxin plans to give it a try.

He sensed the flame in his consciousness in the same way as he sensed the old sacred altar.

The slightest movement did not move, and the waves did not rise.

Zhao Chuanxin does not believe in evil, and various methods are used in turn.

……

As soon as He Gangde, the prefect of Suzhou, walked on the front foot of Zhao Chuanxin, he received the news on the back foot.

When the consul general of the British Consulate in Shanghai heard that his compatriots had died in Suzhou, he did not care who the culprit was, nor did he mention that He Gangde should arrest the culprit, but just blindly asked for an explanation.

and protested to the Qing court.

Obviously, Jemeisen can't afford to provoke Zhao Chuanxin, but he can blackmail the Qing court.

So He Gangde was anxious.

It's a good Spring Festival event, how did it become a bloody scene?

According to the person who sprinkled the bloodstains, the red color on the altar of Xiannong was washed away with soap and bristle brushes, but it still could not be washed.

Maybe it really responded to Zhao Chuanxin's words - blood sacrifice spring cattle?

This matter was widely spread among the people for a while, and the more it spread, the more evil it became.

They weaved all kinds of names of gods to Zhao Chuanxin, and they went down to save Li Min Balabala.

In addition, Jin Kunxiu was arrested again today, He Gangde gritted his teeth, so he reported to ask Taihu Lake to conduct exercises and deter Taihu pirates.

and told the county office: "You don't have to go to Taohuawu, you can directly give Jin Kunxiu to Ming Zhengzheng in prison!" ”

It's too easy to kill a person in prison, and then carry the body out to show the public after death, and warn the bandits in Taihu Lake.

However, these are all things that Zhao Chuanxin does not know.

He's wrestling with the old sacred fire.

All the methods imaginable have been tried, and the old sacred fire just doesn't move.

Zhao Chuanxin gave up.

Seeing that the two in front of him were still arguing about the route, Zhao Chuanxin was angry: "What is the mother's long mouth for?" Why don't you just go down and ask for directions? ”

Zhao Yixian got out of the car and asked for directions, and turned around for a moment: "Zhao Shenxian, let's go north in the direction of Changzhou, and then go west to Hankou." ”

Zhao Chuanxin is indispensable, and where to go is not to go.

It's as simple as walking along the canal.

It's just that he didn't go far, and a group of men in torn jackets suddenly appeared in front of him, each carrying a sword.

The person at the head, with black sleeves and brute boots, a dignified face, a little baby fat on his face, two thick braids, and his dress and makeup are very different from the women at this time, not others, it is Ah Bao.

The two swords in Bao's hand were replaced by a spear at this time.

She stood in the way with her spear, her eyes full of tears, but her face was full of evil.

Benjamin Goldberg "crunched" the brakes, and the car slid a meter down the muddy field path before stopping.

Zhao Chuanxin got out of the car lazily, put his hand in his sleeve, and bared his teeth and said: "Good dogs don't get in the way, and those who stand in the way are not good dogs." ”

Ah Bao pointed his spear and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "It's all your fault, you delayed me to save my husband." You low-mouthed monk, kill you first and sacrifice my husband's spirit in the sky. ”

Oh, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized that Jin Kunxiu had been executed, this speed was really fast, and he didn't give him a chance to reprieve his death at all.

Behind Ah Bao, a group of disguised Taihu thieves followed suit, but there was not much sadness on their faces.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, his thumb scurryed, and he looked up to the sky and said: "The poor monk pinched his fingers, you have promoted your husband a little, he can't go to heaven when he dies, and he can't talk about the spirit in the sky." ”

Ah Bao was sad, coupled with grief and indignation, he exploded after listening to Zhao Chuanxin's words, and cried: "My husband and wife, taking money never kills, and my husband never picks flowers when he gets money, but now he is listed in the criminal chapter, and he is legally arrested, and it is difficult to escape death." How unfair God is, God has to make up for him, you evil monk, how can you say that he can't go to heaven? ”

Zhao Chuanxin said that at this time, the little widow should be equipped with BGM - we are all working hard to live......

He smiled: "Only take money, don't hurt your life?" Oh, you're pretty proud of your feelings, aren't you? Do you need me to carve you a medal for the best Taihu Lake pirates? ”

Ah Bao was so angry that he slammed his spear to the ground, raised it again, and rushed towards Zhao Chuanxin: "Today, I will kill you, a shameless monk with sharp teeth......

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid, but sneered and said: "Little widow, you are sharp and toothless, so do you still have teeth?" ”

"Ah, I'll kill you......"

Benjamin Goldberg leaned into the driver's seat and asked, "Master, do you need me to assist you?" ”

The ecstasy lamp is always carried by him, and he even has to hold it when he sleeps.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said: "No, remember, cleaning up the little widow is our master's specialty." ”

(End of chapter)