The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

[The captain avoided other people's eyes and ears and whispered carefully: Ever since the wind carrying curses and resentment swept the Red Island out of the boundary between yin and yang on the Widow's Sea; ever since the eternal warlock star next to the crescent moon has no longer been in the night sky where the waves are whispering. shining. At that time, Hongdao's belief was the God of Spiritual Tribulation. 】

This was not what Zhao Chuanxin expected.

But he also captured something else extraordinary.

[I couldn’t hear any praise or criticism from the captain’s words, rather than pure praise. 】

[The Elf Scout asked him: So, if the female monk wants to awaken the gods, will she awaken the God of Spiritual Tribulation? 】

[The captain shakes his head: Spiritual tribulation is divided into yin and yang, and the god of spiritual tribulation never abandons day and night. His influence on the residents of Red Island is the same as the morbid and twisted doting of the female monk on the female hunter. It is like the rhythm of life. No one can tell whether it is holy or evil when breathing.]

Okay, okay, Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself, you don’t speak human words, right?

But in general, it means that the God of Spiritual Tribulation has never fallen asleep and there is no need to wake him up.

[At this moment, the bloody disaster gem held high by the female hunter emitted a bloody light that was so dazzling that it even seemed a bit cunning. 】

[The female monk said: God has never rejected our prayers. His moist eyes are looking at the dim and melancholy islanders of Hongdao, and also at the hunters who go to sea and risk their lives, because we have never forgotten to sacrifice blood. By eating, we never cease to purify the bodies of the dead, and we bathe in the light of the gods. Let us bow our heads and pray, pray that the Sea of ​​Widows will no longer roar, pray for good health and good weather...]

[I found everyone kneeling down, clasping their hands, lowering their heads and muttering something. 】

[Even the captain knelt down, leaving only me, my brother and sister, the elf scouts, and the invisible and intangible souls, still standing in this bone-covered church, looking around blankly with my eyes wide open. 】

[At this time, the mourning spirit said in my ears: The gods mentioned by the female monk may not be as powerful as she described. That gem itself contains an energy, it just needs to be stimulated. When danger approaches, it is still doubtful whether it can enable the wearer to save the day. 】

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that he had said before that the blessed bloody disaster gem would evolve into an amulet.

He vaguely felt that there was some kind of close connection behind these things, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

[When the service ended, residents began to walk out. 】

[The church is very big. The captain took me and hid behind several huge wooden barrels where grain was stored, hiding in the dark shadows. 】

[When the church was emptied, only the lonely figure of the female hunter was left, kneeling and worshiping under a wall of skulls, muttering to herself, and seeming to be telling the gods: Please bless the female monk to recover. To me, she is not Mother, more than mother. 】

[I was surprised that the snake-hearted huntress also had a tender side. 】

[The huntress keeps praying. 】

[Suddenly, the female monk came back again, walked softly behind the huntress, and slowly said: There is no need to pray hard, I am extremely ill, even the gods can't save me, and besides, I can feel the power of the God of Spiritual Tribulation. Divine power is getting weaker day by day. Do you know, before I became a monk, I once had a daughter. If she had not died, she would have been born as beautiful and powerful as you. 】

[The female monk touched the huntress's hair lovingly. 】

[The huntress has tears in her eyes. 】

[The female monk continued: If you choose to be a hunter, your life is doomed to be full of dangers. I have heard of your feud with the Dauntless Vanguard from Middle-earth.

The warriors who can win the title of Fearless Vanguard of the city-states of Middle-earth are very powerful. They are comparable to the best hunters on the Red Island.

I just want to make you stronger and protect you from these people and sea monsters before I die. And this, the God of Spiritual Tribulation cannot do, we need another kind of power. 】

[The huntress wiped her eyes and asked: Could it be that the answer stone you possess cannot do it? 】

[The female monk said: Silly child, the answer stone is not omnipotent, and it needs to swallow the soul to give the answer. How can I kill innocent people indiscriminately? The answer stone... is actually a key, the switch to the cursed box in the hands of the Desert Emperor. After I die, the Answer Stone will be imparted to you. I've spoiled you, remember not to kill innocent people indiscriminately or abuse the Answer Stone. 】

Zhao Chuanxin is very interested in the Answer Stone and the Curse Box.

But that's all they said until they clicked.

[Hunter asked: Whose power should we use? 】

[The female monk kept it secret: When night falls, come to the temple with me, and I will show it to you. 】

[We hid until night. 】

[The captain knew the layout of the church very well and took us into the temple. 】

[The back of the female monk in a cloak is mysterious under the flickering light. 】

[The female hunter stood aside quietly, the two of them seemed to be waiting for a certain time to come. 】

[I don’t know how long it took, the female monk said: I will summon the sleeping spirit of the deep sea, and I will pray to him to give you supreme power, my child. 】

[The huntress seemed surprised: What? Spirit of the Deep? Wasn't he killed by the God of Spiritual Tribulation two hundred years ago? 】

[I was keenly aware that the captain next to me shook twice. 】

[The female monk shook her head and said: All things are interdependent, and the same is true among gods. The God of Spiritual Tribulation is weak, but he happens to be able to restrain the spirit of the deep sea, so it is called Spiritual Tribulation, which means the calamity of the spirit of the deep sea. But the God of Spiritual Tribulation can only barely let the spirit of the deep sea sleep.

Once upon a time, the aborigines of Red Island were sea wolves. They believed in the spirit of the deep sea. It was we who sealed the spirit of the deep sea into sleep. We slaughtered and drove away the sea wolves and occupied the Red Island.

I didn’t tell you that it was precisely because we were invaders that the residents of Red Island avoided talking about history. 】

[When I heard this, I found that the captain's body was shaking violently. 】

[The huntress disagrees: Sea wolves are a dirty and evil race. They only look like humans before they transform. After they grow black hair, they become bloodthirsty and crazy, and they should be exterminated. 】

[The female monk is noncommittal: Let the past pass. I have a way to temporarily awaken the spirit of the deep sea. I need it to reside in your body, so you must not hesitate when I let you drink the mortal liquid. We use the short time to let the spirit of the deep sea give you strength. 】

[The captain stopped shaking and tugged on my clothes. He made gestures, telling me to wait for an opportunity later. 】

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes and immediately opened the Holy Light Channel.

Maybe I was stupid, but Zhao Chuanxin felt the deep malice hidden in the darkness.

He witnessed the Dry Bones Church with his own eyes and saw a group of female monks who were old but had a bumpy back.

At this time, the stunning female hunter, who had a sinister heart but a holy face, stood up straight.

The nun began to chant obscure incantations.

Not sure if it was the wind or something else, Zhao Chuanxin heard a whistling and howling sound that made people get goosebumps coming from all around.

Woohoo...

It was also accompanied by vague and indistinct miserable cries, echoing in the dark mountains and river valleys that did not exist.

It was the first time that Zhao Chuanxin experienced this kind of thing. His scalp was numb and he was extremely excited.

Weird things that he had never encountered on earth appeared here one after another, satisfying his insatiable appetite for curiosity.

This is much more exciting than smoking, drinking, and perming your hair...

The captain next to him glanced at Zhao Chuanxin in surprise. Perhaps he was muttering to himself - why are you so excited?

Zhao Chuanxin stared intently.

Suddenly, the female hunter's body shook violently.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted excitedly - It's coming, it's coming, she's possessed by a ghost...

The female monk scolded: Now, drink the mortal liquid!

The huntress reluctantly and with difficulty lifted the fused quartz glass reagent bottle of mortal liquid.

The captain shouted beside Zhao Chuanxin at the same time: Fearless Pioneer, hurry up, stop them now.

He didn't even care about hiding his traces, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

The brothers, sisters, and elf scouts were also looking at Zhao Chuanxin, and his move was a signal for everyone to stand shoulder to shoulder.

This also attracted the attention of the female monk in the temple. She suddenly turned around and urged the huntress: Drink it quickly.

The captain not only shouted, but also pushed Zhao Chuanxin.

However, Zhao Chuanxin just turned around and looked at him as if he were a fool: I am the one who always pokes the fool into the wall, and the fool is someone else. You actually think I am a fool?

captain:……

I'm sorry...this plot isn't quite right.

The captain's face turned ferocious, he gritted his teeth and breathed rapidly.

And Zhao Chuanxin already had an extra Lugang M1907 in his hands.

Paralyzed, do you dare to try to play dirty?

As expected, being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft.

There was something wrong with this captain from beginning to end.

Everyone thought that Zhao Chuanxin was a soft-spoken man, but in fact he was neither soft-hearted nor hard-hearted. He was a rebellious man and never paid attention to the captain's diligence.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved, the captain gritted his teeth and rushed out.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to find that while the captain was running, his clothes were torn apart by his swollen body, black hairs grew on the surface of his skin, and his bones made a snapping sound.

I'll blanch... Today, Zhao Chuanxin can be regarded as having his butt pulled with a knife and his eyes opened.

He actually witnessed the transformation of a werewolf.

The captain turned out to be a member of the sea wolf clan.

The turn of events shocked the nun.

But claiming to be terminally ill, she raised her cloak and threw it towards the captain, blocking his view.

After the captain transformed into a sea wolf, his temper became very violent, and he moved quickly. He struck out with lightning and slapped the cloak of the female monk away.

But what surprised Zhao Chuanxin was that the female monk had extraordinary skills. When the cloak was slapped away, a sharp blade also penetrated the sea wolf's abdomen.

The female monk claimed to be terminally ill, and Zhao Chuanxin also said that she was an old woman with wrinkles on her face. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a beautiful lady whose appearance was not inferior to that of the huntress.

Her skin is delicate, and her brows and eyes are full of charm, except for her face, which is a little pale.

No wonder he has to wear a cloak. If his face is exposed, who the hell would anyone who comes to worship see the God of Spiritual Tribulation? It’s not all about her.

The female monk quickly drew out her sharp blade and stabbed again.

The captain was also extremely fast. He stretched out his sharp claws and tried to swat away the sharp blade.

The female monk changed her attack to a horizontal stab midway, and the captain's huge hairy palm was pierced by the sharp blade.

The nun jumped up and kicked the captain in the jaw with her toes.

Click...

The captain closed his mouth, then opened it and spit out a pointed tooth...

By the time he reacted, the female monk's sharp blade was already very close to the captain's throat.

The reason why the captain was not stabbed to death was because the captain spoke before and it was obvious that he had an accomplice.

The female monk said coldly: Whoever is hiding there, come out quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin led others to stand up with a playful smile: Hello, sister, don't worry. I am just an audience when you perform. If you want to see the fun, you can kill him.

... The female monk stared at him coldly: You still dare to quibble, why don't I kill him first and then you?

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: I guess maybe it's because my sister appreciates me more.

...

Don't worry about those nagging people. When you see Lao Zhao, you will either lose your temper or get angry.

At this time, the captain's expression became crazy and extreme: Fearless Pioneer, do you think you can stand by and watch? Do you remember the wine bottle that the trade officer gave you on the ship when you came? Haha, the trade officer is also our Sea Wolf clan, today's He was also involved in the matter. The female monk thought she could hide the God of Spiritual Tribulation, but she was wrong. We brought the God of Spiritual Tribulation’s faith to the temple. The thing of faith will attract the God of Spiritual Tribulation. Come here. When the female monk awakens the spirit of the deep sea, the spirit of the deep sea will tear the god of spiritual tribulation into pieces in its rage, haha...

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized.

He patted his body with a smile and said to himself: Huh? Where is the wine bottle? It's really weird. Maybe I left it there when I went to Chongbao Tavern to drink. It was lost everywhere. I really hate this about myself...

He is not interested in the grudges between them and the disputes between the gods. Who loses and wins is none of his business.

But if anyone wants to take advantage of him, it's another matter. When the trade officer gave him the flask, he felt something was wrong and gave it to Bayar as a gift.

captain:……

Zhao Chuanxin believed that they would not simply ask him to bring the jug here. I'm afraid they might have some other tricks waiting for them, or just anyone could bring it.

But his words made the captain's heart sink to the bottom.

The female monk rolled her eyes and looked back at the huntress. The huntress was still struggling and slowly brought the test tube to her mouth.

The captain also saw it, and he shouted: Are you still hiding? Why don't you show up quickly and stop her?

The female monk looked around warily.

But Zhao Chuanxin had a lot of free time.

Because when he first arrived, the smart gyroscope sensed that three other people were secretly ambushing him.

In the darkness of the high dome above, three figures landed.

One is the trade officer on the ship, the one who presented Zhao Chuanxin with the wine flask.

One is a craftsman, and the other should be the craftsman's father.

These three are all sea wolves.

No wonder, when he was on the boat, Zhao Chuanxin saw the hair on the back of the trade officer's hands, and thought that Wu Da was wrong.

At that time, the trade officer was probably communicating with the captain using some kind of sign language.

The craftsman's father slowly approached and said: Red Island originally belonged to our Sea Wolf Clan. Ever since I knew you were looking for mortal liquid, I understood what you were planning. I asked my son to get close to the female hunter in order to plan today's event. I don’t know how much effort you put into it. I also want to thank you for awakening the spirit of the deep sea. From today on, our Sea Wolf Clan will restore its former glory!

But the craftsman said: Father, can you spare the huntress from death? I really like him.

The captain saw that the mortal liquid had been poured into the mouth of the female hunter. Seeing that the father and son were still chattering, he was furious: Idiot, what are you waiting for? Stop her from taking the mortal liquid.

The craftsman's father was not anxious at all: I added other materials to the mortal liquid, which destroyed the medicinal properties. It would be better for her not to drink it.

Good guy, technology and hard work are also added. There were so many twists and turns that Zhao Chuanxin watched mesmerized.

The craftsman's father finished speaking proudly, and all the sea wolf tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the female monk waited for the huntress to finish drinking all the mortal liquid, and she also smiled: You only know materials science, but don't forget that in addition to being a monk, I was also a pharmacist. I have already seen something different in it. , I have neutralized everything you added one by one.

Can the additives be neutralized? Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin and thought.

The craftsman's father's expression changed drastically, and he coughed twice while covering his chest, where he had been injured by Zhao Chuanxin's shot.

All the sea wolf tribe's faces were ashen.

Zhao Chuanxin: ...

Awesome!

Everyone is performing here, who can have the last laugh, right?

He couldn't help it anymore and asked: Trade officer, since you are here too, why don't you bring the wine bottle yourself?

The trade officer glanced at Zhao Chuanxin and said bitterly: The God of Spiritual Tribulation is just a new god. The new gods are all crazy and evil. An object of faith can summon the God of Spiritual Tribulation, but it requires a holder. As a sacrifice, it will eat up the flesh and blood of the holder. Unfortunately, you idiot lost it!

Zhao Chuanxin smiled even brighter and said, Zhuo Nima, you really deserve to die!

After saying that, he raised his hand and shot.

boom!

The trade officer didn't expect that he would suddenly have an attack, and he had no time to react. He ate a peanut in his eye socket. Regardless of whether the sea wolf tribe had rough skin and thick flesh, he couldn't help it. He threw his head back and fell down, with blood pouring from his eye socket.

Everyone: ...

No one expected that in today's life-and-death situation, the first person would die at the hands of a neutral person.

The female monk instantly hid behind the captain's huge body.

The craftsman and the craftsman's father backed away in shock and caution.

The craftsman suddenly said: Fearless Pioneer, for the sake of my making armor for you, please understand us. I was born late and have not experienced what happened back then. But my father and others cannot accept that the current residents of Red Island are in The experience of massacring our sea wolf clan two hundred years ago.”

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: As you get older, your ability to accept things is poor. I am different. I am super brave and can accept the annihilation of your tribe.

Craftsman father: ...

At this time, bursts of gentle laughter suddenly burst out from the hunter's mouth: Are you done?

Then he turned his head and looked at the female monk: You woke me up, what do you want?

He was still the same person, but his voice was different, and his demeanor was very different from the indifferent and ruthless nature of the huntress.

Zhao Chuanxin perked up: The drama begins!

The female monk became excited: Great spirit of the deep sea, I want you to help me resurrect my daughter.

Everyone is confused!

Even Lao Zhao, who had always been moody, was shocked.

This time it was him who was dodged.

Previously, the female monk and the female hunter had a scene of a loving mother and a filial daughter, which moved the listeners to tears.

The female monk kept saying that awakening the spirit of the deep sea was to make the female hunter stronger, but her wish at this time was to resurrect her dead daughter...

The huntress, or rather the humanized spirit of the deep sea, smiled and said, Did you know that the huntress is conscious and can hear every word you say?

The female monk struggled, then said firmly: Yes, I want to ask the great spirit of the deep sea to resurrect my dead daughter. I raised the huntress just to find a body for my daughter's soul.

The spirit of the deep sea asked again: Aren't you afraid that the female hunter will be sad if she hears it?

I... the female monk said hypocritically: I am also sad, but after planning for so many years to train the female hunter to become the best hunter on the Red Island, just to gather the materials and achieve the purpose of resurrecting my daughter, today I have already Been waiting for years.”

The craftsman suddenly interrupted: No, how can you be so cruel?

The female monk and the spirit of the deep sea ignored him, and Zhao Chuanxin also raised his index finger: Shh, don't fucking interrupt, watch and listen carefully.

artisan:……

The spirit of the deep sea said: Let me tell you a secret, I can peek into the heart of the huntress. She shows that she loves you very much, but she has never regarded you as a mother. She has just been coveting the answer stone in your hand. She knows you are powerful, so she pretends to respect and love you, and will pass the Answer Stone to her after your death.

... The female monk widened her beautiful eyes.

His face was full of disbelief.

She was okay with the fact that she had lied to Huntress and wanted to borrow her body. But the female hunter has a bad heart, but she has an explosive mentality.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed.

He knew that that snake-hearted woman had no feelings at all.

Sanctimonious female monks are not a good thing either.

A nest of snakes and rats gathered together.

The craftsman's father suddenly shouted: The spirit of the deep sea, the god of the sea wolf clan, the female monk is the most loyal lackey of your mortal enemy, the god of spiritual tribulation. You cannot fulfill any of her wishes...

The female hunter suddenly pulled out the hunting knife at her waist, threw it casually, and accurately chopped off the head of the craftsman's father.

Crisp and neat, more stable and ruthless than Zhao Chuanxin.

But this move shocked Zhao Chuanxin, his brothers and sisters, the elf scouts, the captain, the craftsmen and the female monks.