The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Li Feihu was puzzled.

Zhao Chuanxin has been locked up, how to take them out?

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly appeared in Li Feihu's cell out of thin air.

Before Li Feihu could react, Zhao Chuanxin cut off the lock, opened the cell, and raised his index finger: Shh... follow me and identify the person you are always talking about.

The prisoners in the cell where Zhao Chuanxin was originally looked at the group of people walking by in stunned silence.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled at them: Don't yell, you know.

I understand, I understand, I understand. I will definitely not talk nonsense... The prisoner inside was so frightened that he pissed himself.

This Taoist priest kills people whenever he disagrees. He is more terrifying than a tiger.

There were two jailers in front. Zhao Chuanxin took out the shadow cloak and put it on himself with a huff and a shake.

Li Feihu felt that his vision went dark and Zhao Chuanxin could not be seen.

But Zhao Chuanxin's voice came: Stand here and don't move.

Then I heard the slight sound of a body falling to the ground.

The jailer was brought down silently.

Let's go...

Li Feihu's eyes widened and he discovered that Zhao Chuanxin had appeared again.

Open the cell door from time to time, release the old people, and follow the team forward.

Zhao Chuanxin either appeared using the old sacred altar or became invisible wearing a shadow cloak, and walked out of the prison unimpeded along the way.

Li Feihu couldn't help but feel in a trance until he saw the starlight outside.

Zhao Chuanxin said: You guys wait at the door, I'll come back as soon as I can.

After saying that, a flash disappeared.

There was no shortage of horses in the northwest. When he came to the stable, he untied the reins and put on the saddle.

Those horses were honest, and under the influence of the Holy Spirit's Heart, they were at the mercy of Zhao Chuanxin.

After the reins were untied, Zhao Chuanxin whistled, and the horses followed behind him.

Li Feihu and others talked a lot.

Feihu, is this Taoist priest a god?

I don't know either. The Taoist leader told us to wait, so we just wait.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw Zhao Chuanxin walking in front and a group of horses following behind him.

Zhao Chuanxin whispered: Don't be stunned. One man and two horses will be led to the north city gate to meet.

Li Feihu took the two reins and said, Taoist priest, the city gate is guarded by soldiers, it will not be easy to pass...

It doesn't matter. As long as you are careful enough and lower your voices. In this way, you will understand when you get to the city gate... Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: Those soldiers will definitely find you.

...

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain, but stepped on the Misty Traveler and ran away.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Li Feihu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said with a smile: Ha, the Taoist priest is so witty, let's take his word for it!

What else can I do if I don’t listen?

They came to the north of the city in fear, but found that they didn't even see any soldiers on night watch along the way.

On the other hand, someone's window was open on the street. When he closed the window, he heard the sound of horses snorting outside and looked around curiously.

Then he was so frightened that he retracted his neck and did not dare to show his head again.

Huh? Wang changed his name?

Li Feihu?

The two groups met unexpectedly in the north of the city.

Li Feihu and Wang met by changing their names. After all, they are both Jianghu people.

But Wang changed his name without knowing the details of Li Feihu, and Li Feihu also didn't know that Wang changed his name with all his heart to rebel.

But now that they met and looked at each other carefully, they vaguely felt that they were the same kind.

And keep a certain amount of vigilance.

At this moment, a long howl of a wolf came from the city gate tower.

Woo...

Wang changed his name and growled at the swordsman behind him: Retreat.

A wolf's howl is a signal.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Feihu and Lao Biaohui followed closely behind.

At the same time, there was a noise not far behind.

It was shouting and cursing and the thunderous sound of horse hooves in the night.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin opened the way ahead and tied up and gagged the patrol officers on the patrol watchtower on Fourth Street, so Li Feihu and others did not get into trouble.

But if there is any disturbance at night, there will be a lot of noise. The neighbors thought that thieves were coming to the city to rob, so they secretly went to the county government office to knock on the door and report it to the officials.

The soldiers and police in the government office did not dare to be careless and dispatched immediately.

Li Feihu and others were afraid of the loud noise and did not dare to ride horses, but these military policemen did not have to worry about it. They were armed with open fire, equipped with quick rifles and sabers, and arrived in an instant.

Li Feihu and Wang Changyan, who had already entered the city gate tower, changed their expressions.

Just when he was at a loss, he heard Zhao Chuanxin's voice coming from the darkness around him: Get on your horse, go out and flee northwest. I'll stop the pursuers.

Wang changed his name and without saying a word, he took one of Li Feihu's horses and beat him away.

Li Feihu said anxiously: Taoist Priest, what should you do?

A long sigh came from the darkness: Hey, for the sake of the people and the future of the nation, someone must bear the burden and move forward. I will smile to the sky from my side and leave my liver and gallbladder. You can go.

Li Feihu was stunned, his hair stood on end, and he was furious. He felt his blood boiling on his head. After getting on his horse, he said: Master Taoist, today's kindness will never be forgotten by Mr. Li. He will drive out the Tartars and restore China to us!

After that, he led a group of people out of the city gate in a hurry.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were far away and the pursuers had arrived, so he poured sand from one pocket after another and welded the north gate to death.

Such a thick rock formation would be impossible to break open within a few hours.

He chuckled twice and disappeared into the darkness.

…

In the past hour, Li Feihu and Wang changed their names and ran to the Lower Ten Forts of Yongchang, stopping their horses to rest.

Brother Wang, is he the Taoist priest?

Wang changed his name and took a sip of water and handed the water bag to Li Feihu: Brother Li, don't worry, I have never seen anyone more powerful than the shopkeeper in the world. It's just that there are sick people among my people, waiting for the shopkeeper. Treatment, I hope he can come soon. By the way, shopkeeper Zhao is also a miracle doctor.

At this moment, the crowd screamed.

Under the stars and moon, a black shadow came rushing towards me.

Zhao Chuanxin drifted to the brakes, put away the Misty Traveler, and walked towards Shi Shiran with his hands behind his back, wearing a wide robe and long sleeves with an air of immortality.

Taoist Master.

The shopkeeper's.

Everyone stood up in a hurry.

Li Feihu was stunned. This fairy-like Taoist priest had made an impassioned speech before, as if he wanted to die together with his pursuers. At this moment, it seemed that not even a single hair on his body was damaged.

Taoist Master, you...

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him sideways: Pindao just read a poem. Do you think you want to sacrifice your life for righteousness?

Ah this...

Li Feihu couldn't help but laugh and cry when he recalled his solemn response at that time.

Wang changed his name and said hurriedly: Shopkeeper, someone here is seriously ill. Please take a look.

Oh? Bring it here and take a look.

This is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a thin build, long arms and legs, and carrying a Yanling knife on his back. His facial features were straight and delicate, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He handed over to Zhao Chuanxin with an enchanting gesture: Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm Liu Ai, please tell me what the disease is.

As he spoke, he stretched out his orchid finger, wanting Zhao Chuanxin to feel his pulse.

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

Hiss...it's a little cold.

Liu Ai: ...

Zhao Chuanxin took out a medical book: Tell me, what's wrong with you?

Liu Ai said: Abdominal pain.

Zhao Chuanxin read the medical book, then reached out and pressed Liu Ai: Does it hurt here?

No.

It hurts here?

No.

Do you have any symptoms of high fever?

none.

Are you afraid of the cold?

Alright.

Zhao Chuanxin closed the medical book, put it away and said: Remember, next time you get sick, you must follow the medical book. Your intestinal carbuncle and liver disease are not compatible, how do you want me to treat it? Get out of here, Pindao.

Liu Ai: ...

Wang changed his name: ...

When you are sick, do you need to follow the medical instructions?

Never heard of it, okay?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Li Feihu changed the subject, looked at the desolate and barren land around him in the cold wind, and sighed: Hey, with years of drought and difficult times, how can the people survive?

Zhao Chuanxin took out his cigarette, snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame rose up to light the cigarette: Yes, no one born sixteen years after Guangxu has lived past the age of twenty, so you just say this The world is so difficult.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Liu Ai suddenly felt something was wrong. He raised his orchid fingers and clapped his fingers: the 16th year of Guangxu, that is, 1890. Today is the thirty-fourth year of Guangxu, 1908.

Liu Ai muttered: I was born in the 16th year of Guangxu's reign, and I have not yet lived to be twenty years old. Shopkeeper Zhao...

Li Feihu and Wang changed their names so that they could not get into trouble.

Zhao Chuanxin puffed out a puff of smoke and said, Okay, that's not important. Li Feilong, who has the final say whether your boss will be in Liangzhou?

Zhao Feilong hurriedly said: Old men call themselves brothers and sisters, and are proud to be equals. There is no leader.

Fart! Zhao Chuanxin sneered: Who is the most prestigious?

Well... this is Qi Zhenlu, also known as Feiqing. He is a martial arts scholar, good at calligraphy and painting, and possesses both civil and military skills.

In addition to instigating others to rebel, Zhao Chuanxin also had other purposes.

He said: Okay, tomorrow you contact Qi Feiqing and ask him to find me. I will give him a small stove class.

Wang changed his name and said hurriedly: Qi Zhenlu? I also know this person...

Zhao Chuanxin spat: Just rest now, you are nothing.

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