The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Mahina has no sense of time and ignores sunrise and sunset regardless of morning or dusk.

Whenever I think of it, I will do it immediately.

In fact, this was the case for the entire Kanaka people, who lived a comfortable life before the whites forcibly opened their homes with guns.

They don’t have to worry about managing the crops. The fertile land and mild climate all year round can keep them full.

You can also pick up gems and gold under the volcano.

So Zhao Chuanxin suffered again, and the howling of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the manor.

It wasn't until dinner that the tattooing came to an end.

Ever since Miao Cuihua said she wanted to dance, Zhao Chuanxin's heart had been growing wildly, and the teasing had made him feel itchy.

Dinner was rabbit meat and potatoes, scrambled eggs and shrimps with loofah shipped from Virginia, beef with cumin and onions, and shaved tofu with tomato, chicken and tomato.

There is no chili pepper on the table, and the food is mainly light. This is because Mahina just gave Zhao Chuanxin a tattoo, so it is not spicy.

This shows that Miao Cuihua prepared dinner carefully.

Miao Cuihua followed the style she wore when she was in Lugang Town. At this time, she combined Chinese and Western characteristics, using a completely different style of Parisian fashion aesthetics. The pattern and fabric were the green peony silk that was popular in the Ming Dynasty, revealing Half of the forearm was cut off.

This green color perfectly sets off her fair skin.

While Zhao Chuanxin was enjoying his meal, his eyes always glanced over inadvertently.

Maybe Zhao Chuanxin said that corseting is not good for your health, so he was extremely suspicious...

Zhao Chuanxin was ashamed, feeling that he could be calm with other women, but when he was with Miao Cuihua, he became more and more obscene.

There were only three people eating at the table, and Miao Cuihua suddenly asked Mahina: "Is it not finished yet?"

Speaking of ingredients on Hawaii Island, they are actually very rich.

But the chef's methods were a little rougher.

Mahina was enjoying her food at this time.

If I hadn't danced every day, I might have gained a lot of weight during this period.

She is fat and has a round waist.

Mahina hesitated and said: "Well, it will take another two days."

Then Miao Cuihua stopped talking.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: Didn't he say that he would dance for himself after the tattoo was finished?

Why didn't you mention it?

Could it be said that I won’t jump until all the tattoos are done?

When the boundary in his heart became more and more blurred, Zhao Chuanxin always felt that he was thinking about something happening.

But he refused to admit it.

So, after eating, he went back to the house with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.

During this period, nothing happened, Miao Cuihua didn't even talk to him.

After closing the door, Zhao Chuanxin scratched his neck and stretched his legs, feeling itchy on his chest.

Huh?

Mahina had obviously taken a shower before giving herself a tattoo, so why was she still feeling so uncomfortable?

This time the tattoo was on his chest so he could lie down.

Zhao Chuanxin decided to take out his diary to divert his attention.

Maybe it was due to a mismatch of expertise. The weirdo and the goblin failed to produce any research results before, and even damaged Zhao Chuanxian's blue ghost armor.

But it was a blessing in disguise, and the resulting smart gyroscope was stronger than the original Azure Ghost Armor in some aspects.

The weirdo didn't know where he learned that through the ancient road, he reached the path to hell and looked for the devil's "Devil's Code". There might be relevant records about biological intelligence in it.

During this period, when Zhao Chuanxin had time, he would take out his notes, refresh his physical strength, and let "me" and my brother and sister go on the road.

Now, he opened the notes as usual.

[We have confirmed that we have arrived at the Ancient Road. 】

[But after three days of searching, we still couldn't find the hell path that connected to the ancient road. 】

[The road covered with blood-red dirt in the weird description should be obvious. 】

[The brother and sister were exhausted, and the sister said: Master, let’s take a rest. 】

[War Creation stopped and the three of us jumped off its back. 】

[There is a huge rock on the roadside to provide shade. 】

[I took out water and food to share with my brothers and sisters, and took out food from the war. 】

[The long days of traveling and traveling have made the three of us physically and mentally exhausted. 】

[After I finished eating and drinking, I fell asleep not long after. 】

Because this is not a physical supplement, time flows very quickly in the diary.

Zhao Chuanxin has calculated it many times, but he has not been able to calculate the ratio of the time flow rate in the diary to the earth.

If there are 24 hours in a day, "I" will be awake most of the time, usually leaving 8 hours to replenish my energy.

When not replenishing physical strength, unless something big happens, the diary is always written in one stroke.

But sometimes, this time will be longer.

Replenishing energy and sleeping are not the same thing.

Such as now.

[I was woken up by the sound of the brothers and sisters playing. 】

[I opened my eyes and saw the two of them holding an origami crane made of yellowed paper. 】

[Brother said: Let it go quickly and see if it can still fly. 】

[My sister shakes her head: No, what if it flies away? 】

[I asked: What are you doing? 】

[Brother said: Master, my sister found a piece of paper, and I folded it into a paper crane for her, and the paper crane flew up. If we hadn't been quick, it would have almost flown away. 】

What the hell?

Zhao Chuanxin thought he had made a mistake.

[I was surprised and said: Bring it to me and see. 】

[My sister said: Master, be careful, don’t let it fly away. 】

[I pinched the paper crane's wings tightly, but I didn't believe what the siblings said, thinking they were just playing. 】

[But when the paper crane took hold, I realized its power to flap its wings. 】

[I was extremely shocked. How could a piece of paper move? 】

[Just when I was wondering, the beak of the paper crane suddenly pecked my thumb. A small hole immediately appeared in my thumb and blood flowed out. 】

[I was caught off guard and let go because of the pain. The blood-stained paper crane looked terrifying, and it immediately flapped its wings and flew away. 】

[The brother and sister stamped their feet: Oops, I forgot to tell you, it can peck people. 】

[I feel that encountering such strange things on the ancient road to hell must be some kind of omen. 】

[So I said: Go to War Creation, let’s chase! 】

[The pace of the creation of the war is very big and fast, chasing the paper crane slowly and moving forward. 】

Zhao Chuanxin stroked his beard and thought that it was really a paper crane that could fly. This was strange.

[We stared intently at the flying paper crane, because it was made of folded paper. When it flew, its limbs were stiff, and it looked like a butterfly. 】

[In focusing on it, we forgot to look at the road. 】

[As I walked, a gray mist began to form around me. 】

[I suddenly felt alarmed and turned around and said: Have you noticed that this is no longer the ancient road? 】

[The brother and sister looked at me in confusion. My brother suddenly pointed to the ground: Master, look, this road is blood red! 】

Zhao Chuanxin felt a little infiltrative.

As the diary develops, it seems that it has become less materialistic.

[I looked back and found that the path I came from had been shrouded in gray mist. The three of us and a war wound were like sharp blades, and the mist was flesh, which would heal quickly after being cut apart by us. 】

[This feeling is very strange. Could it be that we are wrapped in the flesh and blood of some kind of creature? 】

[Of course, this is just my illusion, at least I think so. 】

[The compacted blood-red dirt path, isn’t this the path to hell? 】

[I kept an eye on it, took out a lantern flower from the secret realm, and positioned it at its current location. 】

[We continued to move forward. We don’t know whether it was because the gray fog became thicker or the paper crane flew faster. In the blink of an eye, the three of us lost sight of it. 】

[War Creation rarely stopped without my permission. 】

[Grey fog surges ahead, and a shadowy figure stands in the middle of the blood-red road. 】

[My brother couldn't hold himself back and asked loudly: Who is the person in front of me? 】

[The figure in front heard a sound like metal friction: Stranger, please go back the way you came and don’t look back. 】

[My sister said: We found it with great difficulty, why should we look back? Who are you? Please tell our host your name. 】

[The figure continues: I will give you three choices.

One, look back and I will open the passage to leave.

Two, keep moving forward, but you will never find the end, you will die here.

Three, answer me a question.

Strangers, choose carefully. 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help biting his fingers.

He felt that this was the most troublesome choice after getting the diary.

According to past rules, the third option may seem interesting, but it is often the most deceptive and least cost-effective.

The first and second options, the first is the most harmless and the second seems the least reasonable.

But often the most unreasonable option is the most correct choice.

But if what the figure said was true, going forward would mean death, and Zhao Chuanxin might lose his life.

Kryptonian life=weakness.

He can't be weak now!

Difficult!

"I" may know that Zhao Chuanxin sees everything with his eyes, so he is also waiting for an answer.

Zhao Chuanxin remembered the position he had just set for Ming Deng Hua. He gritted his teeth and wrote:

【I choose the second one! 】

Damn, the main focus is on surprise.

[I drive the creation of war forward. 】

[Although War Creation hesitated, he finally obeyed my order. 】

[The figure in front seemed to sneer. 】

[I noticed that we always keep the same distance from the figure, neither far nor close. 】

[After walking for a long time, the distance has never widened. 】

[This road really seems endless and has no end. 】

[At this time, I took out the lantern flower and chanted a mantra to light it. 】

[The lanterns are bright and the flowers are shining, guiding the way. 】

[I found that the light of the lantern flower was pointing towards the roadside. 】

[Although I am frightened, I never miss the bright lantern flowers. So, I followed the direction of the lantern flowers. 】

[This time, War Creation didn’t go far when the gray mist suddenly dispersed. 】

[The figure in front also reveals his true form. 】

[I'm not sure if this is a person. Because he is in human form, but half of his body looks like melted candy, and even half of his head is missing. 】

[He held up a lantern-shaped object, which continuously released gray mist in a fixed direction. 】

Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just as he expected.

[When we walked out of the gray fog, this seemed to be unexpected. 】

[His figure was erratic, and he arrived in front of the war in an instant, wanting to fly up and snatch the lantern flower in my hand. 】

[I took out my horse playing stick and shot at the figure. 】

[The bullet penetrated his body, and his body seemed to be a puddle of mud, being splashed everywhere, but he did not cry out in pain, and his figure only paused briefly before continuing to float. 】

[My brother also helped me shoot the figures, but we were obviously doing a useless job. 】

Zhao Chuanxin frowned.

Choose the second option, and the way to solve the problem is to light up the lantern flower.

If this "figure" takes away the lantern flower, something will definitely happen.

In a flash of lightning, he suddenly thought of a way and immediately wrote:

[I'll hit his lantern! 】