The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The Hudson River, for more than 500 kilometers, surrounds New York City.

There are people walking here all year round, admiring flowers in spring, and reading by the river in autumn.

The scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait is excellent, and there are people riding bicycles here. The bicycle wheels bump on the dirt road, and Zhao Chuanxin is worried that the bicycle will fall apart.

Mishan slowed down, and Rachel Kervis raised her head, half-squinting her eyes, enjoying the rare desolate scenery of New York City and its surroundings.

She didn't have to worry about anyone in North Tarrytown recognizing her even when she was far away.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Rachel Kervis gently placed her back on Zhao Chuanxin's chest.

She suddenly asked: "Do men sleep on flowers and willows?"

It seems that Samuel Goldberg's good deeds were discovered by her.

"No." Zhao Chuanxin said firmly.

"Isn't that true of you?"

"Yeah. Usually I am the flower and the willow, and I am always slept with by others."

"..."

"You don't mean to...please be sensible. This blow is nothing, but don't hurt me." Zhao Chuanxin said "horrified".

"..." Rachel Kravis tilted her head slightly, her cheek very close to Zhao Chuanxin: "Ethan, your heart is very strong, and it seems that you will never be hit."

"You can't say that. I actually collapse easily. For example, in the morning I was woken up by someone after only eight hours of sleep, and I collapsed immediately."

Rachel Kervis's head didn't turn around: "Don't adults generally sleep for eight hours?"

"Harmful." Zhao Chuanxin looked at the wide river, shook his head and said, "A man will be a boy until he dies."

Rachel Kervis was stunned.

This sentence is very flavorful.

There is a riverside church here for people in the countryside to worship.

Today happens to be the weekend, and people come to the church with their families to pray.

This is a thirteenth-century style church with a Gothic spire. With the carillon ringing, people queued up and walked out in an orderly manner after finishing services and activities.

Rachel Kervis looked at the crowd, feeling a rare exhaustion suddenly surge in her body and mind. She leaned against Zhao Chuanxin's chest more sincerely, sighing like a murmur in her mouth.

In fact, Rachel Kervis's character is a bit green tea.

But for Zhao Chuanxin, there is no such thing as green tea in the world, she is just a good sister who understands others.

Zhao Chuanxin's sharp eyes suddenly saw an acquaintance in the crowd.

It was a little girl, with a chubby little face that stood out.

He couldn't call her by name, but he had sent her home.

That time outside the Wild West Show in Madison Square Garden, Zhao Chuanxin had a shootout with the New York police, where he ran into John Browning. The little girl was separated from her family in the chaos.

She also said that her father was a member of the navy on the Great White Fleet, named Joseph Wilson, and his position was captain. The bamboo pourer told Zhao Chuanxin that her father earned $100 a month.

Silly little chubby girl, she hasn't grown much during this time.

She held a football in her arms and slapped it hard on the ground.

Her mother pulled her and scolded her not to block the door.

The little fat girl ran out with the football in her arms, put the ball on the ground, kicked it hard, and the football rolled to the river bank.

The little fat girl’s mother was shocked to see her chasing the football very close to the Hudson River.

The little fat girl was so immersed in the game that she saw the ball about to fall to the river bank and hurriedly chased it.

Maybe because he was overweight, he failed to stop the car and was about to fall into the river.

The little fat girl's mother and everyone who came to the church were shocked, but it was too late to save her.

At this moment, a tall horse suddenly rushed over.

The knight on horseback bent his body at an incredible ninety degrees, leaned over and caught the chubby girl in his hands at the critical moment.

Even now, the little fat girl's eyes were still on the football rolling into the river.

She kicked her short legs in the air and cried loudly: "My ball, a gift from my father..."

"Don't cry!" A loud shout came from behind her. "If you cry again, I will cut you off, you are too busy!"

The little chubby girl was calmed down. She turned around and widened her eyes: "Ethan?"

She obviously also recognized Zhao Chuanxin.

Mi Shan stopped and Zhao Chuanxin put the little fat girl on the ground.

Rachel Kervis slapped her chest: "Fortunately nothing happened, I was scared to death."

The little fat girl's mother rushed over. When she saw that it was Zhao Chuanxin who saved her daughter, she was extremely surprised: "Is it you?"

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her.

The little fat girl’s mother thanked her profusely: “Sir, thank you again, twice already, thanks to you...”

The onlookers were talking a lot.

They all felt that this man's riding skills were extraordinary and even violated the laws of physics...

The little fat girl pursed her lips and did not dare to cry in front of Zhao Chuanxin. She looked at the football that was about to drift away in the river with aggrieved eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly felt something in his heart.

The previous blue ghost armor allowed him to swim like a dragon with ease after entering the water.

The smart gyroscope was born out of the Azure Ghost Armor. It’s hard to say which one is better than the other.

At least in the past, Zhao Chuanxin had no ability to dodge bullets. Such a thing was unthinkable. It was a fantasy.

But smart gyroscopes can do it.

So, can it still go into the water?

At least Zhao Chuanxin can swim. After he had this idea, he couldn't control himself: "Don't cry, I will beat you if you cry."

As he spoke, he got off his horse and suddenly threw the smart gyroscope into the river, and the man jumped in after him.

Rachel Kervis was shocked: "What are you doing?"

But it's too late.

The little fat girl's eyes widened and she forgot to cry.

After Zhao Chuanxin entered the water, he sank a little, but the water level only reached his calves and stopped.

Then Zhao Chuanxin's body suddenly leaned back, and he hurriedly leaned forward to stabilize himself.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin speeding on the water and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head, and the smart gyroscope was slightly deformed at this time. It was pointed in the front and branched out from the fish tail in the back. The river water was sucked in from both sides of the triangular tip and sprayed from the back.

It is still the squid-type water jet drive principle.

Azure Ghost Armor is actually divided into Azure and Ghost Armor.

The ghost is responsible for the land and air, and the blue is responsible for the sea.

Ghost armor consumes energy quickly, but blue armor is very gentle.

Zhao Chuanxin suspected that the ghost armor was bonded, and the blue armor could continue to work as before, but its size and power were reduced.

He roughly estimated that the speed of advancing on the water surface at this time was much faster than the speed of the blue ghost armor swimming under the sea water.

It can be seen that the smart gyroscope may not be inferior to the original Azure Ghost Armor.

Of course, he couldn't dive deep into the sea because the blue ghost armor had no cover and couldn't provide him with oxygen.

It was late, then fast, Zhao Chuanxin caught up with the football in the blink of an eye. He bent down, palms facing the sky, and held the football in his hand.

The smart gyroscope made a sharp turn in the water. If Zhao Chuanxin's core strength hadn't been strong, he might have been thrown away by it.

Xingyue is constantly learning and adapting to the cooperation with Zhao Chuanxin.

After a sharp turn, it deliberately turned another corner. At this time, Zhao Chuanxin felt his feet deflect and his body tilted into the turn.

The smart gyroscope suddenly accelerated and stabilized his body, just like stepping on a surfboard. However, this control of balance was not active, but passive.

Approaching the shore, the smart gyroscope first dived a little, and then suddenly rushed upward with force.

Zhao Chuanxin's body became airborne due to inertia.

The smart gyroscope rushed out of the water faster and attached to Zhao Chuanxin's forearm.

Zhao Chuanxin only felt his arm being dragged by a strong force, and he could even hear the sound of his own body breaking through the air in his ears.

You can see how fast this is.

Uh-huh...

He was already standing on the shore.

Maybe he can't float like before, but the explosive power of the smart gyroscope is much faster than before.

According to Zhao Chuanxin's temperament, he actually prefers to be as straightforward as he is now.

Everyone on the shore was dazzled.

They looked at Zhao Chuanxin blankly.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the football to the little fat girl.

"Ethan, how did you do it? You are better than my dad."

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Aren't you talking nonsense? He is definitely not as good as me."

A man with a big belly asked excitedly: "Sir, are you doing magic?"

Zhao Chuanxin stamped his feet violently, and the water in his shoes was squeezed out.

He said calmly: "I suggest you get to know Bodhidharma. I am a little better than Bodhidharma."

The little fat girl suddenly raised her neck: "Ethan, my dad is on the Minnesota, the third squadron of the second squadron of the Great White Fleet. If you can run on the water, then when the great white fleet arrives in New York, can you help me bring him a message?" Do you believe it?"

The little fat girl’s mother pulled her: “Don’t cause trouble for Ethan.”

What are you sending a message to? Isn’t that nonsense?

Is it possible to board the Great White Fleet?

Huh?

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "Well, don't tell me, I can send you a message. But I'm not sure whether he can listen calmly then."

The little fat girl didn't know why and smiled innocently: "Okay, please tell him that I like the gift he gave me very much."

As she spoke, she banged the football in her arms twice.

Obviously, this is the gift.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Can your father swim?"

The little fat girl frowned and said proudly: "Of course."

"In fact, you will have the opportunity to tell him in person when the time comes." Zhao Chuanxin had an inscrutable expression on his face. "Okay, no more nonsense, we have important things to do."

With that said, he got on his horse, turned around and left without saying goodbye.

All that was left behind was a heroic song that was incomprehensible to everyone present: A laugh spread across the sea, the tide surged across the Taiwan Strait, and I only remembered the present moment when I was ups and downs with the waves...

Rachel Kervis' mood has completely improved.

Others think that Zhao Chuanxin's ability to gallop on the water is magic, but in Rachel Kevis' view, Zhao Chuanxin's magic lies in the fact that it can dispel the haze, relieve worries, and make her feel happy.

This may be a conspiracy that he himself is not aware of, and it may cause the women around him to fall into a trap that they cannot escape from.

She listened to Zhao Chuanxin's song, and although she didn't quite understand its meaning, she still said happily: "Ethan, I think you look like Jason Robin in the French writer Maurice Leblanc. Everyone calls him The Phantom Thief. He is witty, romantic, and well aware of the sufferings of the people."

Zhao Chuanxin just smiled and said nothing.

Stealing is definitely common.

Overt and covert theft, all kinds of theft.

The two rode back to North Tarrytown and went to the Oak Tavern.

After Rachel Kervis dismounted, she said coquettishly: "I won't go in. I'm watching Mishan outside."

She felt that her home clothes were not elegant enough.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't matter.

He pushed the door open and went in. There was no reaction in the tavern.

At a glance, he saw Samuel Goldberg sitting in front of the bar, already dazzled.

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin pretended to be surprised: "Isn't this banker Samuel? I haven't seen him for a few days, why did he become so stretched?"

Samuel Goldberg was indeed drunk. He was so drunk that he turned around and looked carefully. He was so drunk that he couldn't recognize Zhao Chuanxin.

With his tongue hanging out and a mean smile on his face, he said to Zhao Chuanxin: "They say I look like a Broadway star. Do you think this is true?"

"..." Zhao Chuanxin also laughed: "I think you look a bit like Jianweixiaoshi!"