The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The prison guard had never seen Zhao Chuanxin, so he stopped him dutifully: "Are you here to visit the prison?"

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Yes."

The prison guard said, "Follow me to search you and hand over your belongings."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I have no money and no weapons."

The prison guard looked unhappy and pointed to the small dark room next to him: "Go there."

"What are you doing?"

"Just go if you are told. Where's all the nonsense?"

Zhao Chuanxin really went with him.

The prison guard pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Take off all the rings, necklaces, watches, bracelets, all jewelry."

Haha, the ring is the Phoenix Ring, and the other silver ring is a token of the coronation ceremony of the Dining Car Gang. The necklace is a small Rudraksha with turquoise and 24K gold spacers, spinach green disciple beads, and Zhao Chuanxin’s secret space pendant. The bracelet is Thor's Hammer, and the watch is the original Cartier Pilot's Watch.

When the other party wants these things, they have basically sentenced themselves to death.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a chair in the room, and Shi Shiran sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Do you treat everyone like this, or only non-white people?"

When the prison guard saw how arrogant he was, he was very angry: "Chinaman, do you know where you are?"

After Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he knew that this bitch was a discriminatory dog.

He stood up, stepped forward, and quickly held down the prison guard's gun.

The prison guards were shocked. They didn't expect someone to be so bold as to seize the gun.

He wanted to pull a tug of war, but his strength was no match for Zhao Chuanxin. As soon as they met, the gun was taken away.

Zhao Chuanxin casually hung the shoulder strap of the rifle on his left shoulder, and held the prison guard's hair with his right hand: "You are so fucking brave, are you new here?"

The prison guard slapped Zhao Chuanxin's arm, but Zhao Chuanxin basically ignored the scraping output.

He grabbed the prison guard's hair, pulled him out of the small dark room, and walked toward the prison.

"Who, stop!"

On the sentry floor, the prison guard scolded and raised his gun.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head: "Count to three, put down the gun, three!"

The prison guard on the sentry tower saw Zhao Chuanxin: "Chen Yigeng? No... Zhao Chuanxin!"

He still hesitated and did not move his gun.

boom……

Zhao Chuanxin fired a shot with a Winchester M1897.

The prison guard on the sentry tower fell top-heavy and his body was beaten into a sieve. He fell to death even though he was not dead.

A large number of prison guards heard the gunfire and ran out.

They all recognized Chen Yigeng, no, it was Zhao Chuanxin.

Almost all of them knew that Chen Yigeng was Zhao Chuanxin.

A group of prison guards suddenly retreated.

Whenever he encounters this kind of thing, Zhao Chuanxin will think about what would happen if he were not Zhao Chuanxin today and if it were other compatriots here.

The conclusion is - very miserable.

If there is injustice, there is injustice everywhere in New York.

Zhao Chuanxin held the prison guard in front, and calmly took out the God of War M1907 and loaded it: "Laughing until you finish a glass of wine, you are in a murder prison. The shame is so cold that the sun shines through the rainbow."

The common man became angry and blood spattered five steps forward.

"etc……"

"Speak well if you have something to say."

Zhao Chuanxin plucked the prison guard's hair and said, "If you fart, hurry up."

"Chen...Zhao Chuanxin, why did you kill someone?"

"You have to ask him." Zhao Chuanxin pulled the prison guard's hair and shrugged forward.

"What stupid thing did you do to offend him?"

When the prison guard learned that this person was Zhao Chuanxin, he was almost scared to death: "I just... followed the procedure..."

Hearing that "according to the procedure," Zhao Chuanxin got angry and put the gun against his head.

Chug tug tug…

The prison guards on the opposite side were stunned.

He watched helplessly as the prison guard's head was smashed to pieces.

"vomit……"

After Zhao Chuanxin vented his anger, he pointed at the people opposite him and said, "Do you have any opinions? You can raise them. It's not certain whether it will be good or not."

Seeing no one answered, Zhao Chuanxin strode over.

Wherever it passes, everyone avoids it like a snake or a scorpion.

Chen Yigeng is not easy to mess with, and Zhao Chuanxin is even more difficult to deal with.

But the prison guards did not dare to leave. While sending someone to notify the warden, they followed him at a short distance.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said, "Bring Andrew Miller forward."

The prison guards could not obey, but they did not dare to resist.

Looking at each other, stalling for time.

Zhao Chuanxin's character was not violent at all, but the situation brought him to the forefront.

Just as he was about to speak, Thomas Osborne, the warden of Sing Sing Prison, ran forward, the uppers of his leather shoes deformed as he ran.

"Zhao Chuanxin, don't act rashly, I'm here..."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Thomas Osborne usually neglected to exercise and was out of breath.

He held his knees for a long time before catching his breath: "Man, is it wrong to kill someone after returning from a long vacation?"

Zhao Chuanxin forcibly asked for leave and left Xinxin Prison, but then he forcibly returned.

Thomas Osborne spoke with a soft nail.

"Osborne, I remember you have the habit of reading newspapers. Don't you know what I have been doing recently?" Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the broken body on the ground: "If I were a prisoner, that would be fine. But just now I visited the prison as a prisoner. When he saw that I was Chinese, he pulled me into a small dark room and tried to rob me of my money. If I were not the one who came today, the prison visitor would not only lose his property, but even his life."

It's entirely possible.

This was a chaotic and crazy era, with murders and corpses everywhere.

With a few hooks in the stinky ditch, you might be able to fish out the corpse of the giant.

Thomas Osborne was stunned.

With sharp eyes, he scanned the prison guards.

They bowed their heads with guilty conscience.

Things like going online are not always wrong. There are only wrong times, but there is no wrong way.

In this era, Zhao Chuanxin's method of practicing King Kong is the only way to make changes in the white world.

But when it comes to deeds, one does not care about the heart, and when it comes to the heart, no one is perfect.

Thomas Osborne licked his lips and sighed: "Zhao Chuanxin, I will rectify the prison. What do you think?"

"Can!"

Thomas Osborne smoothed his messy hair: "Then do you have anything else to do?"

If nothing happens, just get out of here.

"Bring Andrew Miller out." Zhao Chuanxin said while wiping his hands with a rag: "I want to take him away."

When Thomas Osborne was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin threw away the rag, took out a wad of banknotes and threw it on the table: "You take it and share it, whoever sees it will get a share."

As a result, Thomas Osborne stopped talking and put on a smile: "Yes!"

Andrew Miller walked out of the prison in a daze, and the prison guard who escorted him had a cold face the whole time.

It wasn't until he saw Zhao Chuanxin at the prison gate that Andrew Miller suddenly understood and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Master, you really came to save me."

Zhao Chuanxin took him to the carriage waiting outside.

Said: "I will leave the United States in five days, and I have a task for you."

"Master, you said, I owe you a life." Andrew Miller said seriously.

Zhao Chuanxin did not kill him, but saved his life many times, and now he even fished him out.

Reinvention of grace.

"I want you to develop the Chamber Pot God Cult, build a church, recruit believers, and spread your influence."

This is exactly what Andrew Miller is willing to do at this stage.

He patted his chest and assured: "I am good at this. But, leader, what is our doctrine? The myths I made up before always feel very similar to the Bible."

After Zhao Chuanxin learned that the diary was the "Old God Code", he suddenly had some ideas.

“The gods created by people are always compassionate and noble.

The gods of our Chamber God Cult need to be different.

God is indescribable, and God controls everything. People’s dreams, trances, and crazy murmurs may all be controlled by God.

God may not be of this world, God may be from another dimension.

God is neither good nor evil.

God will not love the world, will not save a kind-hearted terminally ill patient, and will not punish a lively villain who has done all bad things but is healthy.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. "

Andrew Miller was puzzled: "Master, if this is the case, are there still believers?"

God loves the world.

This lie has attracted countless people to follow it.

Andrew Miller now reads the Bible every day, trying to find opportunities for growth.

Zhao Chuanxin affirmed: "Maybe not many, but there will definitely be some, and they will definitely be die-hard fans.

What we can give believers is the driving force behind human exploration of the unknown and fear.

The world is as obscure as the soot-filled sky above New York. People with faith are often more willing to explore the unknown and fear after losing their faith.

This is also a spiritual need. "

Andrew Miller was skeptical, but did not deny what Zhao Chuanxin said.

What the leader said is definitely right.

He asked: "What should the chamber pot god look like? What is the shape of a chamber pot?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "The chamber pot god is a proxy name, representing more than one god coming from an unknown world.

There are five characteristics that you must keep in mind, and the subsequent story should closely focus on these five characteristics:

1. Powerful power - The chamber pot god has extraordinary power. He can level hills, trigger volcanic eruptions, destroy cities, and control natural elements.

2. Ancient beings - they existed between heaven and earth long before humans appeared.

3. Supernatural abilities - can control human minds, produce hallucinations, transmit messages, invade dreams, etc. Have a super high IQ and a cunning or cruel personality. Can travel between various dimensions. Some chamber pot gods can also transform into books and use them as dimensional barriers to control the world in the books, which is the same as the earth. Perhaps the earth is the book of some chamber pot god.

4. Indescribable appearance - You can never describe the specific image of the chamber pot gods, but what is certain is that their appearance will definitely make humans panic, but people do not know the meaning behind their shapes.

5. Non-human way of thinking - Human beings can never use their own moral system to speculate on the behavior and reactions of the Chamber Pot God. Because humans may think that the Chamber Pot God is crazy, but in fact humans just don’t understand. For example, there are many unsolved mysteries and unknowable supernatural phenomena in the world that humans can never understand. Once they happen, humans will be in despair.

In addition, you have to create a lot of obscure symbols, and you can assign them good or evil meanings, but don't decipher the principles, because you don't know. "

Andrew Miller got more and more excited as he listened, which was so interesting.

The believers don't understand, he doesn't understand, and the world doesn't understand. Only the chamber pot god himself understands the truth.

This is a secret that will never be fully explored.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Master, are all these gods called chamber pot gods?"

"The chamber pot gods are a general term. You can name them specifically. You can continue to classify them. Under the general name of the chamber pot gods, there are also the disciples of the old rulers, the ancient gods, and the demon kings, such as the disciples of the old rulers and the demon king's power offset , resulting in a stable world. There is also the Lord of the Gods, who has been sleeping, but if he wakes up, the world will be destroyed. This setting will make believers walk on thin ice and feel full of oppression. Believers of the Old Dominators will be here The Lord of the Gods sings a lullaby in his ears to prevent him from waking up. But there is a god called 'Noise', and 'Noise' always makes noise, which will wake up the sleeping Old Ones or Demon Kings. Of course It will also wake up the Lord of the Gods, so many gods are very annoying to him..."

Andrew Miller was so excited that the leader broke down the story.

He even doubted whether these things were true.

Because the leader said he has a nose and eyes, and the leader himself is also a mysterious and mysterious man. He sometimes saves people and sometimes kills people. He is moody and unpredictable.

He is powerful, supernatural, and unusual in human thinking. He can only be named. Who can know whether he is ancient or not?

Could the human body of the leader be just a simple transformation? Is the leader the old ruler?

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