The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin thought of a terrifying scene.

After entering the Ghost Valley, "I" was besieged to death by a group of skinners, and my flesh and blood were eaten away.

Then, "I" took my life and came back to life.

The skinners guarded the corpse, and after "I" was resurrected, they rushed forward in droves.

"I" would die once after taking a few steps, and die once after taking a few steps. After deducting decades or even hundreds of years from my life, "I" walked out of the ghost valley.

Zhao Chuanxin imagined how he would look old. The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it.

He doubted whether he would survive if his life was taken away for a hundred years.

Immediately, anger arose in his heart.

This kid is so evil-hearted, it's better to get rid of him quickly.

Thinking of him, he decided to do this and immediately wrote in his diary,

[I want to put the child to death because he is too bad. 】

However,

[I wouldn’t really do that, he is still a child. 】

For a while, "I" didn't resist Zhao Chuanxin's order.

But when it comes to getting rid of it quickly, especially when it comes to a child, "I" who has a relatively sullen and weak personality simply can't do it.

What a holy mother!

Zhao Chuanxin was very angry.

[I squatted down and said to the boy: Thank you for giving me this thing. I have a request. I will leave you a sum of money, enough for you and your sister to grow up smoothly. I want to put up a sign here to warn people behind me not to set foot in the Ghost Valley. 】

Zhao Chuanxin just looked on with cold eyes.

[The little boy's eyes are red: I have never met someone who is so kind to our brothers and sisters. Can I follow you? I can help you a lot. I can cook, wash clothes, and wash your feet. I can even help you fight. 】

【I hesitated. Looking at the huge damage caused by the war, it seems that two more children will not burden it. However, the road ahead is very difficult and dangerous. Can they survive? 】

Zhao Chuanxin was so angry that he couldn't help but write,

[I promised the boy. 】

When he thought about it, if he followed "me" to the Cave of the Styx, this vicious child would definitely die or not.

Since "I" am willing to be the Virgin, then let the Styx elves end this boy's sinful life.

[I promised the boy, and the boy was very happy. When his sister saw her brother happy, she also smiled happily. 】

[I sighed. 】

Zhao Chuanxin wrote again,

[I asked the boy: Do you still have Jingshenthorn? Give me another one. 】

[The boy took out another Jingshen Thorn from his pocket and gave it to me. 】

Zhao Chuanxin immediately used the "key" to extract the Jingshenthorn.

It looks like an ordinary piece of bone.

The bones can move and bite together.

He pinched it casually.

I just heard a few crackling sounds from the sea around me, and a frightened fish jumped out of the sea...

Damn, is it so powerful?

But he himself heard nothing.

There is no wave of emotion.

It doesn't really seem to work on people.

[I took the boy and girl with me and they climbed onto the back of the War Creation. 】

[Since there is no difference between the ridge and the valley, we will travel directly through the valley. 】

[Sure enough, as soon as we entered the valley, there was a buzzing sound. A group of small winged animals surrounded him from all directions. 】

[I quickly squeezed the Jingshen thorn, and these ferocious little things were immediately frightened away! 】

[There are piles of bones on the valley floor, which is very scary. 】

[But not long after, another group of skinners came around. I continued to pinch the Jingshenshen, and they retreated. 】

[Over and over again, several times, finally, we walked out of the Ghost Valley. 】

[I looked back at the valley, which was full of mist and dark like the mouth of an abyss, and asked the boy: What should I do if these skinners rush out of the valley? 】

[The boy said calmly; Skinners live in a special environment and must be in a place with high humidity all year round. The fog in the Ghost Valley persists all year round, and they will never leave here. 】

[I asked again: How did they fly here? There is no fog outside the Ghost Valley. 】

[The boy said matter-of-factly: The Skinners originally lived here, and they were food for ghosts. The ghosts were killed by the remaining biological remnants, and this place naturally became a paradise for skinners. 】

【It dawned on me. 】

[After passing through the Ghost Valley, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and was ready to stop here to rest and regain my strength. 】

Zhao Chuanxin closed the diary.

Maybe it was due to being suspended and feeling depressed. It was still early before the usual bedtime, but I felt as sleepy as if I was about to take a nap.

I didn’t even take away the deck chair, so I went back to the houseboat and soaked up the pillows.

He dreamed that he was walking in a muddy swamp and backwater area. Not only was he trudging, but his legs were heavy.

As he walked, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. He had to squat and use all his strength to move his legs.

This feeling of weakness made him shudder.

What's even more unsettling is that there seems to be some terrible creature emerging from the swamp.

He didn't know its specific appearance, but he knew it was highly poisonous.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of the blood-locking film. If he was poisoned, he might die faster than ordinary people.

There was a leak in the house and it rained continuously all night. When he felt terrified, his legs were completely paralyzed.

At this time, someone whispered: "Wake up, wake up, you are trapped in a nightmare."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and saw a handsome little black face.

He instinctively took the little girl's hand. The thin but soft, dry but warm and dry little hand stabilized his mood instantly.

"Hey, thanks to you."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was sweating profusely, bared his teeth and smiled at the little girl.

This kind of nightmare happened to him a long time ago when he stayed up late until his body was weak.

One word: virtual!

He gritted his teeth: He must get his life back.

The little girl suddenly flashed her big eyes: "Are you okay?"

The voice was thin and waxy.

Zhao Chuanxin has never liked to judge girls from all over the country.

Because others usually talk about the shortcomings of girls everywhere.

Unlike him, he only sees advantages.

The girl outside the customs is cheerful and generous, and the girl from the south of the Yangtze River is Xiaojiabiyu.

Look outside, it's daylight.

The girl explained: "When I got up, I heard your miserable scream, so I came to your boat."

After saying that, she wanted to withdraw her little hand.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't embarrass her, he loosened the gap and let her pull it back.

"Yes, I dreamed that a group of beautiful women wanted to marry me. It was tragic and scary." Zhao Chuanxin recovered and said with a smile: "Since we are here, let's have some breakfast together before going back."

The little girl was stunned.

"No, no."

The little girl quickly refused.

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Chuanxin insisted.

Today I saw that she was particularly pretty and kind.

With that said, he stood up.

Last night, I only had time to take off my shirt and fell asleep without even taking off my pants.

As he stood up, the thin blanket slipped off his body, revealing his muscular upper body.

The little girl quickly turned her head.

Zhao Chuanxin patted her little head: "Young girls are so shy, too."

The little girl's head was lowered.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, went outside and washed his hands, then took out slices of bread, eggs, butter, ham, and lettuce.

At this time, lettuce had been planted on a large scale in Guangdong and Guangxi.

Fried eggs, fried ham, lightly toasted bread in a buttered pan, served with his secret sauce.

"Here, eat more and see how thin you become."

The little girl hesitated, then reached out and took it.

One big and one small, one strong and one thin, the two figures elongated as the sun rose from the east.

The little girl ate two, and Zhao Chuanxin had already eaten four.

Zhao Chuanxin handed over the milk he asked the store clerk to buy yesterday.

"The bread is here, and the milk is not far away."

The little girl thought to herself that since she had already taken his bread, it would be okay to drink milk.

He took it generously.

She took a small sip, and Zhao Chuanxin raised his head to finish the meal.

The little girl giggled when she saw it.

I have never seen anyone who eats so deliciously.

After eating, she looked at the sun and said, "I'm going back."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Let's play again."

Then, he heard the woman yelling from his neighbor: "Damn girl, how can you have the strength to work if you don't eat for a while?"

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't hear the little girl's defensive voice.

He smiled, washed his face and brushed his teeth again, and hummed a song before going ashore.

Let the evening wind blow in my heart and scatter my tears, like a kite chasing you...

His Cantonese songs are ten thousand times better than his Cantonese dialogue.

Just like some people can sing English songs without knowing a single word.

The little girl was in her houseboat, listening quietly, her eyes shining brightly.

Although the song was sung in the evening breeze, it fit the mood of the moment.

"This song is so beautiful."

…

At Zheng Guohua's bakery.

At this time, the shops on Hong Kong Island looked dark, and even the windows were small.

In the morning, the store clerk was removing the door panels and opening the store.

Zhao Chuanxin rode around outside and was not in a hurry to go in.

He is observing the environment.

In the event that Li Ziyu's talks break down and Midun brings people to surround this place, he must have an escape route.

I walked around to the back of the bakery and saw a window and a back door. Looking at the rooftops, the houses are all connected together, and the streets are not very wide.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: If the talks fall apart, just come, I'm not afraid!

When he came to the main entrance of the bakery again, he was stunned.

At the street entrance, there were about a dozen men carrying hatchets, fishing knives, or hand axes, looking at him eagerly.

Zhao Chuanxin was slightly stunned.

It's already this time, but there are still people who don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes?

"It was him who killed Brother Tuo! We want to avenge Brother Tuo!"

These words reminded Zhao Chuanxin of Yuan Tuotuo.

I instantly understood what was going on.

Mishan looked back at Zhao Chuanxin.

Pat it on the head to reassure you.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the pistol slowly, held it with both hands and locked the central axis, bang!

The man who had just shouted fell down in response, holding his thighs and wailing on the ground.

The Continental roller + central axis locking system is the best posture to match with devil crystal glasses.

It is more accurate than him using the American Iai wheel.

Sometimes when I use a revolver, I want to hit my eyes, but I hit my forehead instead.

There was some consideration in not taking this man's life.

Zhao Chuanxin dismounted and looked at the people who were foolishly retreating with weapons in hand.

The shops on both sides have just opened, and the waiters and shop owners are secretly watching at the door.

Those Yuan Tuo Tuo people, every time Zhao Chuanxin moves forward, they take a step back.

"He has a gun."

"What are you afraid of if you have a gun? There are many of us."

"Then come on."

"Come on."

Zhao Chuanxin came to the side of the man who was shot in the thigh with a smile.

He squatted down and pointed at the man's forehead with his stick: "What? If you avenge Yuan Tuotuo, will you be able to rise to power?"

These words directly hit the lungs.

But cannot admit it.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at those who did not dare to step forward to rescue his companions: "Seeing how aggressive you are, I thought you were the king, but it turns out you are the low scorer."

He stood up and shouted to them: "Come here and take away this fool on the ground. Go back and work hard to support your family. Listen to my brother's advice. You are a bunch of wastes who can't control it. You don't have the ability to do it."

Everyone: "..."

Zheng Guohua hurried out at this time.

He saw the injury marks on the ground, looked at the group of men on the street, and then looked at Zhao Chuanxin, and he roughly understood.

Sigh.

These people are really stupid. They came here to play revenge without even asking.

Seeing the impatience on Zhao Chuanxin's face, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Why are you still hanging around? Take him away quickly."

Then everyone hurried forward, stashing their knives, axes, etc. on their backs. They did not dare to show their backs to Zhao Chuanxin while carrying the person, so they walked out of the street backwards.

The injured person who was being carried suffered a lot. Someone tripped and pulled the injured person to scream.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it and shook his head: "How dare you come to take revenge?"

Someone shouted: "Let's go find the police!"

"Go ahead. When you take the confession, remember to state my name, Zhao Chuanxin, the leader of the Xuantian Sect!"

The man staggered and screamed again with his wounds.

Zheng Guohua was speechless.

"Young man... Master Zhao, good morning."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "Hello, Uncle Zheng."

"Come in and drink tea."

The light in the bakery was dim, and Zhao Chuanxin clicked his tongue: "Uncle Zheng, you don't have any taste at all."

Compared to his boutique in Lugang Town, this bakery is simply inferior.

Originally, Zheng Guohua was quite polite because of his change in status.

But when he heard Zhao Chuanxin's comments, he felt a little angry for no reason: "Then Master Zhao, tell me, why is your taste so bad?"

"Look, you're in a hurry." Zhao Chuanxin said in a desperate tone. "The shelves can be used, but you still have bread on the counter. Are you asking customers to go around to get the bread? The counter needs to be made of glass, not a single piece of glass. It is like a lattice window that separates the glass."

He came to the window and knocked on the glass: "The window is too small. The bread, which was originally quite white, looked like it was moldy because of the light."

He turned around and pointed out the country.

The more Zheng Guohua listened, the darker his face became.

He couldn't suppress his anger: "According to Master Zhao, my business has been in vain these years and I have been losing money?"

"When doing business, you will go against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't make more money, you will lose money." The old god Zhao Chuanxin is here, as if he is a predator in the business field: "You can't say that your business is bad, I can only say that it is not good at all." .”

"you……"

Zheng Guohua's eyes darkened.

A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory.

Feeling relieved, he sneered: "Why don't you, Master Zhao, also invest a sum of money for me and teach me how to do business?"

It just so happens that I have to wait for news here today.

Zhao Chuanxin casually threw a bag of silver coins on the counter: "We are closed today. Come find a craftsman and let me teach you how to do business."

He took out the BOVET watch with a transparent crystal cover on the back, revealing the gold movement of the pocket watch.

Look at the time, well, there's enough time.

The visible flywheel rotating at high speed is a tangible and qualitative show of showing off.

I would like to thank Mr. Niu, the eldest brother on the list, for buying this watch in the first place.

Zheng Guohua's cheeks trembled.

He opened the bag on the counter, revealing white silver coins, which made his pupils shrink.

A lot of money!

Since Zhao Chuanxian is really willing to invest money, then what are you waiting for?

He called to his men: "Go find the masons and carpenters, and buy some glass."

The guy was smart enough to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin put his pocket watch in his arms, and at some point he found a thin solid wood drawing board, clips, and sketch paper in his hands.

Pull up a chair and write wonderfully.

As soon as he turned around, Zheng Guohua saw that Zhao Chuanxin was fully equipped and started painting.

After being stunned for a moment, he came behind Zhao Chuanxin to observe.

When it comes to decoration and design pictures, Zhao Chuanxin is very confident.

There is no need to think, just walk around the store and you will have the corresponding design in your head.

Hong Kong Island has a warm climate, so there is no problem at all in designing floor-to-ceiling windows.

Unlike Lugang Town, those who are not well-off do not dare to install floor-to-ceiling windows. The amount of coal used to burn boilers in winter will make the situation worse for those who are not well-off.

Just click, hook, and draw, and the strokes will take shape in a matter of seconds.

Zheng Guohua looked at it and was stunned: "Master Zhao actually has such ability? Is this a Western painting? No, Western paintings are not like this."

Anyway, he had never heard of this kind of painting.

"Oh, what a pity."

Zhao Chuanxin sighed.

Zheng Guohua was bored: "What's wrong? Isn't this good?"

Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of sorrow: "I felt unwell last night, and I had a nightmare near dawn. As a result, I can only use 99% of my 100% ability."

"..."

There is a saying that mom sells batches. I don’t know whether to say it or not.

Give your best 99%, what are you pretending to do here compared to me?

The waiters and craftsmen did not come back, but Li Ziyu came first.

He didn't come alone, he also brought his sister Li Zining.

Zhao Chuanxin was focused on his work. He stared at the painting without raising his head.

And Zheng Guohua was also fascinated because he was looking at the decoration drawings of his own store.

In this way, when brother and sister Li Ziyu came in, no one greeted them.

The two came over curiously to take a look.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin's painting has roughly taken shape and only needs to outline the details.

He added a suspended ceiling to the shed and used wooden squares to form a grid to form a post-modern light frame.

The shelves were eliminated and turned into a counter with a square side and an oval counter. The counter was divided into two levels and was long and supported by only four log bars.

The square side is close to the wall, and the oval side is extended.

This way customers can choose desserts from both sides.

There is also a three-layer square shelf in the center, which is also supported by only four log bars, allowing for the largest display space.

There is also a counter with grid glass on the left, right, front and top. Only on the back, he put a mirror on the design, which made the space look twice as large and reflected light to illuminate the desserts inside.

The best thing is that there is a long table and several high chairs close to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Customers who are tired from walking can sit and rest and taste desserts.

In fact, no matter what era it is, there are many amateurs with minor qualifications.

Zhao Chuanxin fully satisfies this psychology of customers and is fashionable even at this time.

Just like Li Zining, he fell in love with this decoration style at first sight.

She couldn't help but said: "Wow, this bakery is so attractive."

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin realize that there was someone coming from behind. He turned around in shock: "Eh? Who let you in? Uncle Zheng, get rid of this licking dog!"

Li Zining: "..."