Ah Bao, who has a very explosive temper and has never been convinced, lived in the same room with this demon monk tonight, and stayed up for half a night, but nothing happened.

Zhao Chuanxin has been resting on the recliner, his eyes closed, and he rarely turns his body.

Not even snoring.

His breathing was even, long, and there was no murmur in his lungs or nose, even on a cold winter night.

Po listened and observed the strength of the body on the chaise longue, and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already cloudy and bright.

Zhao Chuanxin is not on the recliner.

Ah Bao walked out of the room and walked out of the inn, where he saw Zhao Chuanxin, Benjamin Goldberg and Gan Fan lined up outside the door, practicing some kind of martial arts that she had never seen before.

At this time, all the craftsmanship with a little technical content is kept secret, and it is more strict to pay attention to passing on the son and not the daughter.

Those who practice martial arts are the most taboo to steal teachers.

Ah Bao just wanted to leave, and then thought that Zhao Chuanxin was practicing on the street outside the door, and there were many peekers in passers-by, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously.

That's not missing her.

After watching it for a long time, she didn't see any doorways.

There are two strange points, the first is that Zhao Yixian is very hot-eyed, and the second is that a dog can practice martial arts?

Seeing that their movements were difficult, Po couldn't help but imitate them a few times in the back, as she had been practicing jiu-jitsu since she was a child.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal, but after making a few movements, Ah Bao's breath became messy, and she felt more tired than she usually practiced martial arts.

After Zhao Chuanxin and the others finished practicing, they turned their heads and found that Ah Bao's face was a little pale, and he said refreshedly: "Little widow, what's wrong with you?" Excessive blood loss? ”

A hint of annoyance flashed on Po's pale face, and he obviously heard the sound outside the strings.

You can't say that the stealing teacher seems to have almost gone crazy by practicing himself, right?

They've practiced this style, and there's definitely something wrong with it.

She practiced with poor qi and blood, and even had a feeling of tightness in her chest, which showed that the two of them were clearly radiant and healthy.

Especially for dry rice, after practicing, I ran a lap with great energy, jumped hard, and jumped more than two meters high.

This scared Po aback.

She had never seen a dog with such amazing bouncing power.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Okay, let's check out, go have breakfast and set off." ”

As soon as he was about to leave, he saw two patrolmen trotting with burdens, and their foreheads were sweating in the cold weather.

It was the two who visited last night.

"Mage, this is a tribute to you."

The patrolman who was rescued last night nodded with a smirk on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the cloth on the burden and saw that there were tea and wine inside.

He opened the wine jar and took a look, and saw that the wine was brown and red, and it smelled mellow and fragrant with a hint of sweetness.

Zhao Chuanxinhu asked: "Isn't it poisoned here?" Why does this color smell sweet? ”

The patrol was taken aback: "Don't dare to poison it, the mage said with a smile, this is the sealed jar wine, which is clearly this color." ”

Zhao Yixian also looked at it, sniffed it, shook his head and said, "This is a good thing." The so-called taste is light and dew, and the color is like spring in the hole. This wine has been famous all over the world during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the tea again, and this time the inspector hurriedly introduced: "Master, this is Jinshan Cuiya, which is the best tea we have here." ”

In fact, these two people look at each other, and they may not have a good life.

If you take these things, you will have to hollow out your family.

Zhao Chuanxin took out two pieces of ocean and threw them over: "Those who reward you, remember, don't do evil in the future." Otherwise, let me know that you can be taken from thousands of miles away. ”

"Woo Woo ......"

Ah Bao watched from the sidelines, thinking suspiciously: Since we met, this demon monk has never done anything good, either killing or killing, why is he so polite to people now? It's quirky.

The two inspectors were sincerely afraid: "Don't dare to ask for ......"

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed Dayang into their hands one by one, and took Shi Shiran to leave.

I casually found a breakfast shop, and after sitting down, Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Man, what is there to eat, report the name of the dish." ”

The guy put the rag on his shoulder and said courteously: "Guest officer, we have meat noodles, eel soup, crab roe roe roasted wheat, dried radish, sweet and sour radish, ......"

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, there was so much attention to the small stall.

He waved his hand: "All come up, about ten people." ”

The guy smiled and asked, "There are still guests later?" ”

"Less nonsense, get on."

"Yes, yes."

The first is crab roe roe roasted wheat.

The skin of the roasted wheat is very thin and thin, and it looks like it can be broken by blowing.

Zhao Chuanxin took a bite and ......

He exclaimed: "Man, what kind of stuffing is this roasted wheat?" It's delicious. ”

The guy smiled and said: "Dare to let the distinguished guests know that the preparation method and raw materials of this roasted wheat are very particular, and it is necessary to boil crab oil, chicken soup, lean meat, skin jelly, tube bones, crab meat and crab roe together for six hours...... It's so delicious. ”

That's all he can say, and any more is a trade secret that can't be leaked.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but take another bite, the filling was soft and juicy, the crab roe was fresh, mellow but not fatty.

Looking at Benjamin Goldberg again, his eyebrows fluttered when he ate, and he was in a hurry: "Master, you can't find such delicious food in the whole United States." ”

Zhao Yixian deliberately flirted: "Foreigners are vulgar, do not understand etiquette, and are rare and strange." If you want to say that there is a unique place here, it is called duck dumplings. Duck dumplings are not northern dumplings, but duck meat and duck soup. It is rumored that when Lord Qianlong went down to the south of the Yangtze River to pay homage to Jizi's mausoleum, he was hungry and impatient on the way, and asked the officials to look for food. The little official opened the door of a house and saw a girl named Ajiao steaming duck soup, and she was mending her sick father's body. When Qianlong saw the color of the soup, he knew that it was delicious, and when he tasted it, it was really good. It's to ask – what kind of soup is this? The clerk replied - the duck soup made by Miss Ajiao. Qianlong Ye named it - duck dumplings. ”

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Qianlong's old embryo, I'm afraid it's not the body of a greedy aunt?" I still look at the soup and know that it is delicious, dogs really dare to say it, and this kind of dirty thing is not afraid of other people's jokes. ”

Zhao Yixian's smug look froze on his face.

Ah Bao was stunned, this demon monk dared to smear Qianlong in broad daylight?

Sure enough, it's bold.

When the guy heard this, he looked left and right in fright, and whispered: "Guys, don't talk nonsense, this is going to kill your head." ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't think about it and shouted: "Kill the head? Who's going to kill the head? Cixi's old coffin, or Guangxu's leprosy ghost? Or Yuan Weiting's grandson? ”

Which one didn't ask him to clean up?

There were other people eating at the stall, and everyone was in an uproar.

This monk is too bold?

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip: "Hurry up and fuck it, stop talking nonsense, and get some vinegar." ”

The guy didn't dare to talk anymore, for fear of getting into trouble. The people around him all lowered their heads when they ate, as if they would kill them if they raised their heads.

Even Taihu Lake thieves like Ah Bao began to sit still.

She suspected that if she couldn't finish eating, there would be sent soldiers to surround the place.

However, most of the people were numb.

Zhao Chuanxin was not worried at all.

There are really not many people who are as nosy as the innkeeper.

Sure enough, until everyone was full of food and drink, nothing happened.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the guy: "Is there a bridge here that can accommodate a car to pass through to the west bank of the Cao River?" ”

The guy scratched his head: "Well, really not." ”

Zhao Chuanxin pondered: "If there is no bridge, we have to go all the way to the south, and then return to the boundary of Changzhou Mansion until near Changdang Lake." ”

Po interjected: "Why don't you abandon the car and take the boat?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin's plan to travel by car obviously doesn't work in this era.

Last year, the car rally held by foreigners in the capital, and they set off from the capital to Paris, France, and I don't know how they did it. Perhaps it's because rivers are scarce in the north.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and said, "Zhao Yixian, you, the little widow and Benjamin went to the canal to find a boat. ”

Zhao Yixian responded.

Po asked, "What about you?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked across the river and said, "I'll go find a gold shop and do something." ”

Benjamin Goldberg hurriedly asked, "Master, where do we meet?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin had already stepped on the ethereal traveler and replied, "By the canal." ”

As he spoke, the man was galloping forward.

The acceleration is too fast, and Zhao Chuanxin has to rely on the smart gyroscope to push his back to offset the power of the inertia of the upper body.

That's the key to his ability to manipulate the Ethereal Traveler with ease.

When everyone saw him jump into the Cao River, he reached the other side of the river in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the rice fields.

When driving on land, the speed is far less than that of rivers, lakes and seas.

Zhao Chuanxin's speed on flat ground should be a hundred yards upward.

There was a small slope in the rice field in front, and after Zhao Chuanxin rushed up, he saw that a half-meter-high stone suddenly appeared behind the slope.

A hundred yards is fast enough to be too late to react.

In particular, ethereal travelers, unlike cars, are more risky than motorcycles for sudden turns.

Zhao Chuanxin actually wanted to be slower, but the problem was that the ethereal traveler did not support slow travel, and he started at eighty or ninety yards. As long as you run, you should also have a minimum speed of 100 yards, that is, 1560 kilometers per hour.

He couldn't do it without turning, his feet hurriedly staggered left and right, and the ethereal traveler turned too quickly, causing his body to rush forward by inertia.

Fortunately, Xingyue is powerful, and his powerful computing power has adapted to Zhao Chuanxin's control of the ethereal traveler. At the last moment, the smart gyroscope teleported to Zhao Chuanxin's right shoulder, holding his body up, and after the ethereal traveler returned to the right position, he teleported to his left shoulder to resist, which maintained his balance.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "I'm blanching, it's so dangerous, at this speed, I can't fall on a big stone without a bruise, a piece of purple......"

The stars and the moon are something that needs to be learned.

Zhao Chuanxin began to deliberately find obstacles and rough roads to drive, in order to let Xingyue learn more.

When he ran to the urban area of Runzhou, Xingyue had fully adapted to the travel law of the ethereal traveler, and the ten-meter sensing range of the smart gyroscope could remind Zhao Chuanxin to prepare in advance if there was an emergency ahead.

When it comes to crowded places, Zhao Chuanxin mostly relies on the assistance of smart gyroscopes.

The smart gyroscope scurries left and right, and Zhao Chuanxin's body tilts left and right, shuttling like a zigzag lightning in the flow of people.

Usually many people don't see what is going on, he is already in the past.

Finally saw a gold shop, Zhao Chuanxin leaned back sharply, and the ethereal traveler braked sharply to stop.

After tidying up the clothes that were blown by the wind, Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back, and Shi Shiran walked in.

"Shopkeeper, I'll make jewelry."

Let's have three more chapters today, after all, it's the last day of August

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