The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Seeing the miserable condition of his apprentice, Bayar Bor stepped forward to help pull out the knife.

Good guy, blood gushes out from the wound, spreads on the ground, and gathers into a small pool of blood.

It hurt so much that the veins on his forehead were exposed.

There was nothing to say about his forehead. In his memory, the stabbing on the instep was purely a point on the back, and he thought it was an accident.

But Zhao Chuanxin did break his wrist and stepped on the dagger on his instep.

How vicious?

Mahanda originally thought he would die, but was saved by Zhao Chuanxin, whom he wanted to kill.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Only Mei Shunan breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Zhao Chuanxin gratefully, and then quickly went out. There were two patrol policemen in the yard, who were sent to protect Mahanda's personal safety.

After calling the two patrolmen in, Mei Shunan finally felt confident: Qi Muge, Taoist Master Xuancheng, and Bayar, please come out and talk about it.

The patrolman had already raised his rifle and pointed it at the three people.

No matter how unwilling Qimugebo was, he could only limp out.

Taoist Xuancheng waved his hands in fear: It's none of my business...

Zhao Chuanxin said: It seems that this foreign gentleman needs a rest, so I will leave too.

However, Mei Shunan stopped him: Wait a minute, the Master is capable, and the Master still needs to completely help Mr. Mahanda get rid of his evil spirits.

Zhao Chuanxin walked over and snatched the short knife from Mahanda's hand, lightly but as fast as lightning.

Doesn't it look like he was frightened by Mahanda?

Throwing the knife on the cabinet, he slapped his hands towards Mahanda Guang with his front and back hands: Don't worry, Mei Zhixian, now he only has annoyance. Even if he dreams, I'm afraid he will have murderous intentions. More, haha...

As expected, Mahanda sat down on the edge of the kang with two bright red slap marks on his head, lost in thought and did not speak.

He looked as if his heart was filled with despair.

Mei Shunan saw it and was thoughtful.

Before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin saw that the leather bag had been torn open and the silvery ocean was exposed inside. He rolled up his cloak and accepted it with a smile.

Mei Shunan whispered: Master, is there something fishy about the wooden forehead...?

Zhao Chuanxin took out a wine gourd.

He used Lord Runzhi's greeting and absorbed the particle flow at the same time, so that there would be no wind.

A line of wine rises from the gourd to the sky and condenses in the palm of the hand.

Look carefully and Dionysus will tell you the answer.

The wine actually condensed into two words - Japan.

After the characters are displayed, the wine line retracts into the gourd.

Zhao Chuanxin knew how to make things mysterious. Since playing with fire is the way to go, playing with water should be even more awesome.

Mei Shunan and the steward were really shocked.

The steward was frightened and bent down to bow: I have offended many people before, please forgive me, Master Yun Mao.

Mei Shunan took ten yuan, wrapped it in paper and gave it to Zhao Chuanxin: This is just wine money, it's not respectful.

He emphasized the word drink money very hard and clearly remembered the word Japan.

Zhao Chuanxin took it unceremoniously and put it in his arms.

The three of them walked out of the house. In the courtyard, the patrolman looked at Taoist Xuancheng and Bayar with guns in hand.

The patrolman looked at Mei Shunan, waiting for his order.

Just listen to Bayar Bor'e saying angrily: I am the guest of the king, Prince Wangdutnamuzile, Prince Amullingwe and others. Is Meizhi County going to detain us?

That king is Na Yantu, the son-in-law of Aixinjueluo Yikuang.

What Bayar Bor said is that he is a Mongolian prince. If what he said is true, he does have some background.

Mei Shunan glanced at Qimuge's forehead meaningfully, cupped his hands and said, I misunderstood, I just want you to stay short, and I'll leave before I prepare the reward.

With that said, he offered Dayang, which was of course not as much as Zhao Chuan's salary.

Even after Zhao Chuanxin gave him some advice and guessed his identity, Mei Shunan still didn't dare to offend them.

Taoist Xuancheng immediately showed a satisfied smile that could only be seen by a professional exorcist.

You can get money even if you don't work much.

Bayarber hesitated for a moment, then took the money.

Before he left, he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, You hurt my apprentice and this matter is not over yet.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said: My noble disciple is possessed by an evil spirit. It's just a simple task to help him exorcise the evil spirit. No need to thank me, just give me ten or eight dollars.

you……

Bayar supported his apprentice, glared at Zhao Chuanxin and turned away.

They limped not very fast, leaving a trail of blood.

Behind his sunglasses, Zhao Chuanxin silently watched the two of them walk away.

…

Little Mouse's dark complexion, straightforward appearance, shabby clothes stained by the dust, and not much money in his pocket are no different from other Liangzhou people.

His mouth was slightly open, his buck teeth protruded, and his eyes were not very alert.

A shaved head is a shaved head, but the poor are not so particular about it. Their hair is braided in the back, but it is long in the front.

Under the sun, the short hair on the little mouse's forehead was thin, soft, and a little yellow.

He followed Matsuzaki Yasuo for a long time, hiding his head and taking advantage of his small body. Stone pillars, big trees, broken walls and even a cloud of dust when horses and vehicles passed by could serve as his cover.

But after all, he was not professional enough. When the sun hung slightly above the hard Elaeagnus tree, perhaps the place where the little mouse was was too conspicuous, and Matsuzaki Hoichi finally discovered his whereabouts.

Matsuzaki Yasuichi suddenly turned his head as if nothing had happened. The little mouse hurriedly stopped, and with an idea, he squatted on the roadside and unhooked his belt and pretended to poop.

As a result, Matsuzaki Yasuichi came over, lifted the little mouse's back collar, and said in a sinister tone: Why are you following me?

The little mouse's mouth was still slightly open, and the buck teeth were still protruding.

Underneath his simple and honest appearance, he actually has a delicate heart.

Although the little mouse was frightened, he immediately scratched his neck and said, Why are you following you? I will follow everyone who is close to Miss He, and I will shower you with happiness sooner or later.

What is pouring joy?

Liangzhou is so barren that people who pick up excrement are not just children, but adults as well.

Good animal dung can burn fire, and powdery animal dung can fertilize the land.

In this land, not only people are hungry, but the land is also hungry.

For example, if someone steps on shit while walking, they say they stepped on gold. Anyone who dreams of stepping on shit is said to be going to get rich in the near future.

And if a baby poops on you, this is called happiness.

The little mouse said it was big or small, and it was not an exaggeration to say he was happy.

Matsuzaki Yasuichi was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It turned out to be the fault of Feng Huaxue Yue.

It's just that this guy doesn't even have all his hair, yet he actually cares about women, which is really impressive. .

Matsuzaki Hoichi smiled obscenely: Only you? That bitch has her eyes set high above her head. If you want to sleep with her, you must at least be a county magistrate. You are still far from it!

The little mouse broke away suddenly, spat, blushed and said: Don't underestimate people, what is a magistrate? Sooner or later, I will be, I will be a magistrate...

Matsuzaki Hoichi scoffed, not wanting to talk nonsense with the little mouse here, and warned: Don't follow me anymore, or I'll break your little beggar's legs!

The little mouse smiled playfully: Don't leave in a hurry, it's not too late to wait for the uncle to poop for you!

Matsuzaki Hoichi raised his hand.

Snapped……

The little mouse was staggered. Although he did not dare to fight back, he waited fiercely for Matsuzaki Hoichi.

He passed this level easily.

If it were other children, they might be afraid.

But the little mouse quietly touched it again, but more carefully.

But Matsuzaki Hoichi, who was relaxed, didn't even notice.

…

Let's talk about Zhao Chuanxin. After bidding farewell to Mei Shunan, he followed Bayar from a distance.

I thought they would go to the medical clinic, but I didn't expect that Lao Bayar's forehead just took medicine to bandage his forehead, applied some unknown black medicine, and limped eastward. Out of the city.

Qimugebo'er said: I want to go to the medical center, I need healing.

Bayar shook his head: We are Tibetan doctors, we don't need a medical clinic.

His wooden forehead: ...

He needs real healing, not witchcraft...

We cannot leave like this, he stressed.

Bayar said stubbornly: We have to leave, Qimuge, don't think I haven't noticed that you are trying every possible means to get to Liangzhou, and there is that old monk named Xuan Chun. Just now, I saw that you are I really want to kill that foreigner, although I don’t know the meaning of your doing so. I’m not good at words, but the Eagle God helps me see through everything in the world.”

Qi Mugebo was very surprised.

Unexpectedly, Bayar, who usually looks very dull, quietly learned some details about him.

Bayar's expression was sincere and he said: Qimuge, you are my apprentice. You are the one chosen by the mountain god. I don't want you to go astray.

Qi Mugebo seemed to be a little moved. He looked at the bloody sunset in the sky, thinking that there was going to be wind and sand. He said: As long as you promise to let me go to Hetao to see Monk Xuanchun again, I will follow you honestly. Let’s go, go back to the grassland and never leave again.”

good!