The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin did not conduct experiments on the spot.

He put away the Misty Traveler and waited as if nothing had happened until Benjamin Goldberg skated twice. After enjoying himself, he came up and the group entered the inn.

The innkeeper asked: How many rooms do you want?

Zhao Chuanxin: Three rooms.

Abao: ?

She counted four people and one dog.

That's right.

After booking a room, Zhao Chuanxin pointed at himself, Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian respectively: Among the three of them, you choose one to live with. Oh, don't think about making a living.

What is this word?

Abao said stubbornly: No choice, I want a room by myself.

Zhao Chuanxin squinted his eyes and said nothing.

Abao understood that Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that she would run away.

Look at Zhao Yixian, Zhao Yixian smiles shyly, revealing a mouth of black and yellow teeth, a bit chipped, which makes the old man look very wretched.

Abao looked at Benjamin Goldberg again. Benjamin Goldberg had a look of disgust on his face, as if you don't choose me, and said, I'd better tie her up so that she can't move.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, she gritted her teeth and said, I'll follow you.

Ganfan: Woof woof woof...

Zhao Chuanxin knelt down and touched the dog's head: What a piece of shit, this little widow has a snake heart and a greedy mouth. What if I kill you in the middle of the night and eat dog meat?

Abao: ...

After the four people and the dog returned to their rooms, the shopkeeper hurriedly called the waiter: Go to the Yamen. The reporting officer will tell you that a woman and three men are living together. It is not a husband-and-wife relationship. In my opinion, there is no matchmaking. , indecent...

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In the winter in the south, the room is cold and humid, and the temperature inside and outside the house is the same.

After returning to the room, Abao stood awkwardly, but saw Zhao Chuanxin taking out a recliner and lying down on it.

Abao hurriedly got into bed without taking off his clothes and shoes, and wrapped himself in a quilt.

After a long day of hard work, a long journey, and all kinds of mental stimulation, Po was exhausted both physically and mentally.

It was uncomfortable to cover myself with a damp quilt.

But Abao was so trapped that he could only cheer up and cheer himself up. Just because there is Zhao Chuanxin in the room.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Misty Traveler, and the old sacred fire in his consciousness began to jump.

Zhao Chuanxin had a thought in his mind, but he saw a blue arc flashing in the notch at the back end of the Misty Traveler, where there was a row of electrical sockets.

Next to him, Abao on the bed was so frightened that he was shivering in bed.

She had never seen an electric arc, but she had seen will-o'-the-wisps in graveyards.

The faint flickering blue light in the darkness was scarier than a will-o'-the-wisp.

This is indeed a monster monk.

After shrinking for a long time, although the arc flickered, it was not harmful.

Abao's spirit couldn't be tense all the time. He couldn't bear the overwhelming sleepiness for a moment and fell asleep in a blur of consciousness.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks in confusion.

He faintly sensed that the old sacred fire separated out tiny strands of energy and surged towards the interface.

What Zhao Chuanxin sensed should be energy rather than the flame controlled by the snake man, just like the energy that opens the holy light channel.

Wouldn't this be like Nikola Tesla's radio, which could transmit energy over long distances?

But the old sacred fire will not send energy to the car or the lights in the house, but will only send energy to the Misty Traveler. This shows that there must be a connection between the two.

Zhao Chuanxin's heart moved, he put away the Misty Traveler and took out the Old God Codex.

[I had a good rest, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the mourning spirit shouting hysterically: You are not one of my tribesmen! 】

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

It’s not over, right?

He opened the Holy Light Channel and had to wipe my butt.

Zhao Chuanxin, the drama queen, got on top of him, and I immediately shouted: That's enough!

Sangling's tone became cheerful: You're back. I've been waiting for you to rest for a long time.

Zhao Chuanxin inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

But for a while I couldn't figure out the root cause.

But at this point I can only continue to act.

I ignored the mourning spirit and turned to ask the elf scout: Do you know why I stole the old sacred fire and the snake man lost the ability to control the fire?

The elf scout thought for a while and said: I once read an ancient bark scroll. It said that a long time ago, when the snake people were first driven into the Shadow Forest, they could not control fire. I don't know how many thousands of years ago, they began to In conjunction with the evolution of the old sacred fire, internal organs have evolved that can receive the energy of the old sacred fire, and later on, the flame can be controlled.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned. In the world of Old God Code, creatures can still evolve like this?

Then he took away the old sacred fire. Wouldn't the snake-man's organ that receives and transforms the energy of the old sacred fire become as useless as the human appendix and wisdom teeth?

If not, it may become inflamed and require surgical removal.

If we open a clinic that specializes in this kind of resection surgery, we might be able to make a lot of money... Ahem, I'm thinking too far.

Sin, sin, Amitabha.

I continued to ask the elf scout: Then have you seen the 'Ethereal Traveler' on the bark scroll?

The elf scout patted his leather hat and said, I've seen it. In the early days of the snake people entering the Shadow Forest, the organs that could transform the old sacred fire had not yet evolved. The snake people had no legs and could not travel far. The ancestors of the snake people wanted to explore the shadows. Forest, to choose a suitable settlement place for the tribe, so they brainstormed and gathered the strength of the whole tribe to create a vehicle that can use the old sacred fire, which is the Misty Traveler. It was with the Misty Traveler that the ancestors of the snake people found their way to the present. The Holy Fire Canyon...

The elf scouts only know roughly how to use it, and there is no record in the ancient bark scrolls.

But it was enough for Zhao Chuanxin to connect all the clues.

At this time, the elf scout whispered to me: Fearless Pioneer, I want to take a step first, find my people, and report the news to them. Why don't you stay for now.

I nodded, agreed, and told it: Take the brothers and sisters away, it is not safe here, take care of them, and I will go find you.

The three of them cautiously tried to leave, but found that the soul did not stop them.

But when they completely disappeared from sight, Shanling said angrily: I heard it all, you want to say that the place where I am is not safe, and you are all on guard against me, right?

I immediately admitted unceremoniously: Yes, you killed innocent people indiscriminately, and over the years, the lives of people under the Ancestral Spirit Peak have been devastated.

Xingling was even angrier: I didn't.

I said with a sneer: People have heard that you go around identifying people from your clan, and if you find that they are not a clansman, you will kill them to death. After you die, you will cry like a cat and pretend to be compassionate.

Sangling seemed to feel that I was angry, and hurriedly defended: Is it wrong to look for clan members? Sometimes I will play tricks on people, but I never torture people. I kill bees just because they want to kill you. In the past, there was a The druid came here and lied to me that he was one of my people and asked me to do things for him. I helped him do many bad things, but when I found out that he was not one of my people, I cut off his arm in anger. But I looked for the tree again. The man asked for the healing leaves to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, but the druid did not die. Later, he made up this evil story and spread it.

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

Is this really the case?

Isn’t this forcibly clearing oneself?

After a while, the energy was exhausted, the Holy Light Channel was closed, and Zhao Chuanxin was forced to exit the world of Old God Code.

[The mourning spirit shouted to me: You are not my tribe! 】

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

Finally understood a very terrible fact.

He remained calm and continued to watch the development of the situation, risking a year's lifespan to see if the deceased would kill someone.

【I'm so scared. 】

[The mourning spirit keeps chanting: You are not from my tribe, you are not from my tribe...]

[Its voice gradually became impatient. 】

[My body began to shake, as if a strong person was holding down my shoulders. 】

[The Shadow Forest is windless and automatic, and the surroundings are trembling. 】

[The dead spirit roared at me: Give me my people back! 】

[My body finally stopped shaking, and I was so frightened that I ran away. 】

[But the lost spirit follows me like a shadow, and keeps angrily asking me to return its clansmen in my ears. 】

Zhao Chuanxin is basically certain that the story about the Elf Scout may indeed have been maliciously spread by the Druid.

Looking at the old sacred altar, Zhao Chuanxin opened the Holy Light Channel after accumulating some energy.

I said to the mourning soul: Is it over yet?

Sang Ling's tone was filled with joy as he said, Great, you're back again.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin was hammered.

What the mourning soul is looking for is not me at all, but him - Zhao Chuanxin.

Currently, in the world of Code of the Old Gods, the only ones who can sense the existence of Zhao Chuanxin are the Code of Demons and the other is the Lost Soul.

Comparing the two, the Devil's Code is more powerful. At that time, Zhao Chuanxin did not have the Old God Altar, and his consciousness could not enter the world of the Old God's Code.

But the Devil's Code can still sense him.

The mourning soul asked: Why did you disappear suddenly?

Zhao Chuanxin could not explain.

I said: Each time, I can only come for a short time. Currently, I do not exist in this world.

Faced with such an ancient annoying spirit, Zhao Chuanxin chose to tell the truth.

The mourning soul immediately said: I want to go with you.

I said impatiently: This is a limited time return, I will leave soon. I don't know how to take you out.

Even if he knew it, Zhao Chuanxian wouldn't want to take it with him.

Who knew what would happen if this bitch, with his all-powerful abilities, came to earth and acted mischievously?

Zhao Chuanxin asked himself that there was no way to deal with it.

Xing Ling hurriedly said: Wait a minute, I want you to meet my friends.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw the rustling of the vegetation around him, and furry little heads popping out one after another.

These weird creatures, not much bigger than mice, have long fur all over their bodies, and their mouths are grinning, as if they are always smiling. The limbs are short, as small as four small pom-poms. It can crawl on all fours and stand upright.

Shang Ling said: They are hairy dumplings.

It turned out that when I heard the mourning in the distance that day, it was this little thing that died.

Zhao Chuanxin finally saw a fur dumpling sticking out its tongue and licking the long hair on its face.

When it opened its mouth, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly discovered that Mao Tuanzi had a mouth full of frighteningly sharp teeth...

This thing doesn’t look like a fucking vegetarian at first glance.

Then the consciousness receded.

[Shang Ling said in frustration: You left again. I really want to go with you. 】

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I said: Although I left, I can still talk to you. I’ll leave first. If you have anything, please leave a message...]

After saying that, he closed the Old God Codex ruthlessly.

Zhao Chuanxin figured out the relationship and principle between the Misty Traveler and the old sacred fire.

He placed the Misty Traveler on the ground and stepped on it carefully.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door, and someone shouted outside: I am Inspector Runzhou, open the door quickly, monk, something has happened...