Zhao Yixian took Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg to a clothing store, which is a place that specializes in selling monks' robes and some props for land and water dojos.

The clothes are all ready-made, and there is even a Taoist robe that suits Zhao Chuanxin's figure.

After all three people put on their Taoist robes, they hired a cart pulled by two mules and drove to Qinzhou.

After getting in the car, Zhao Yixian suddenly thought of a key question: "Zhao Shenxian, ask those gangsters why they went to Qinzhou?"

Zhao Chuanxin told the truth: "Robbery of the law field."

Zhao Yixian's eyes widened: "This, this, this..."

He gave himself a slap in the face.

Why didn’t you ask clearly before getting on the bus?

I only thought about practicing magic, but I was obsessed with magic.

He cried: "Let me get off the car quickly..."

"It's too late." Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You know too much."

Zhao Yixian was horrified: "Zhao Shenxian, aren't you afraid that I will inform you when you get to Qinzhou?"

"Don't be afraid, it will be the same if I kill you first and then the guards."

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was indeed confident, Zhao Yixian got scared.

He sat on the mule cart with his head drooping and said nothing.

At this time, both the master and the disciples were wearing thick broad robes and crane cloaks with large sleeves. Since they did not want to tie themselves into buns, their hair was left hanging straight.

Sitting cross-legged on the swaying mule cart, it really looks like a Taoist priest.

Because the two mules only pulled three people, the speed was very fast.

In the car, Zhao Yixian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Zhao Shenxian, are you a student with excellent qualifications?"

Since he didn't dare to get out of the car because he was frightened by Zhao Chuanxin's lust, he had no choice but to run all the way to the dark side. At least he could learn some real skills from Zhao Chuanxin so as not to suffer any loss.

In the late Qing Dynasty, everyone from officials to people generally feared foreigners.

But in some areas, Chinese people are still very proud.

In Zhao Yixian's opinion, Benjamin Goldberg is a foreign brat whose qualifications must not be as good as his. How can he learn the magic of the Central Plains well?

Benjamin Goldberg hammered his painful back: "Oh, my wisdom and understanding are naturally very good, but Master, my body is really struggling. If I continue to bend, I will not be able to survive."

It is really unknown whether he will become an immortal in advance."

Zhao Yixian smiled, but said with a thorny tone: "I have never heard of a 'foreign fairy' in the list of gods."

Zhao Chuanxin smoothed his beard that had not been trimmed for a long time. He closed his eyes and the old god was talking nonsense: "Spiritual roots are divided into 12 levels, waste, ordinary, low, medium, good, super... until the immortal. You are

Trash and scoundrels are nothing more than superlatives. But I am an immortal."

Zhao Yixian was dejected: "Is this really true? Then I will never be able to learn magic in this life?"

Benjamin Goldberg was shocked and said: "Master, you must have read it wrong. How can I be a super-class? I am at least a mortal immortal or an immortal like you."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes: "You are a fart fairy. When I was born, my head was round and my nose was swollen. The earth was broad and rich. I neither cried nor laughed. The sky was accompanied by bursts of fairy music, and there were nine dragons circling in the sky. It was a natural phenomenon.

, a group of cranes came to pay homage, and butterflies danced. Newton in the West slapped the coffin board and shouted: Let me out, let me say I will blanch..."

Benjamin Goldberg is stunned.

Zhao Yixian was confused when he heard this. He couldn't tell the truth from the lie.

As for Benjamin Goldberg saying he is tired, he can only endure it.

At this time, the sun has set and the dusk is sinking.

It is about 110 miles from Fangcheng to Qinzhou, and a mule cart can cover 16-20 miles an hour, so it has full endurance.

Excluding the time for feeding fodder and drinking water, I ran from afternoon to dark, under the stars and the moon, and endured a lot of traveling by boat. It was after nine o'clock in the evening that I arrived in Qinzhou.

It's so late, and there are still soldiers checking outside the city.

If he had known that Zhao Chuanxin came to rob the execution ground, Zhao Yixian would have been able to face it calmly, but at this moment he was sweating.

"Stop and check." The soldier blocked the way with a rifle on his back.

Benjamin Goldberg saw that Zhao Yixian was shaking nervously, so he pinched the soft flesh on his waist from behind.

Zhao Yixian shivered in pain and looked back suspiciously, but he stopped shaking.

The soldiers did not check their identities or issue ultimatums or anything like that. They just checked whether there were weapons in the car, searched their bodies, and asked, "What are you doing in Qinzhou?"

Zhao Chuanxin said lazily: "Come and pray."

"Which big owner should I give salvation to?"

Zhao Yixian's psychological quality is not particularly bad, but when it comes to life safety, he will inevitably be afraid.

After being pinched by Benjamin Goldberg, he recovered a little at this time. He quickly said: "Old Mrs. Huang of the Huang family in Liyudun is not recovering anymore. I will go and wait until Old Mrs. Huang swallows the last

One breath."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Zhao Yixian in surprise.

The soldier nodded: "Okay, let's go."

After entering Qinzhou, Zhao Chuanxin asked: "How did you know that Old Mrs. Huang was about to die?"

Zhao Yixian laughed sarcastically: "I came down to Qinzhou a month ago. The surname Huang is a common surname in Qinzhou. There are indeed people named Huang in Liyudun whose elders are dying. Last time I came to tell their fortunes, how many more were left... Besides, the rebels——

Well, my fellow rebels will be executed there, so I'm in a panic."

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Yeah, Zhao Yixian, your business is quite broad."

Zhao Yixian ignored him, turned around and asked Zhao Chuanxin in a low voice: "Zhao Shenxian, why did you want to rob the law field?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "I have nothing to do, kill people and set fires, that's all."

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Even if he is a god, this is still an evil god.

Accompanying an immortal is like accompanying a tiger.

When the mule cart arrived at Liyudun, he even complained about the dry rice: "Woof, woof, woof..."

I jumped out of the car and stretched.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "I'm exhausted, too."

Ganfan: "Woof woof woof..."

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: "No, let's eat something before going to bed."

Zhao Yixian: "Is Gaozu's spiritual root too good, or is this dog's spirituality too strong?"

I have never seen anyone talking to a dog.

This foreign kid is really weird.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and looked at them with the faint light of the night.

Qinzhou has a lot of water. The Qinjiang River flows down from the north, splits into two here, and flows into the sea.

Zhao Chuanxin gnashed his teeth and said, "If I had known this, why would we have to bump around on a mule cart? We can get there in half an hour by water."

Zhao Yixian thought that Zhao Chuanxin was complaining about him, so he laughed and said: "The boat ticket is expensive, not as good as a donkey cart."

At this time, a white lantern was suddenly hung outside the wall of a nearby large house, with a big word "Dian" written on it.

The door opened, and someone came out holding three large firecrackers and lit them.

Bang, bang, bang.

Zhao Chuanxin and Benjamin Goldberg don’t know why.

But Zhao Yixian was stunned and muttered: "Look at my crow's mouth, I think Old Mrs. Huang is really gone."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "How to say?"

Zhao Yixian pursed his lips: "In Qinzhou, when someone dies, three big firecrackers are set off. This is called mourning and notifying relatives, friends and neighbors."

When the firecrackers went off, there was a loud cry.

The man who came out to set off firecrackers rubbed his red eyes and was surprised when he saw Zhao Yixian: "Zhao Shenxian, have you even calculated the time when the old lady will die?"

Zhao Yixian calls Zhao Chuanxin Zhao Shenxian, while others call Zhao Yixian Zhao Shenxian.

Zhao Yixian's face turned red, and he immediately raised his head: "Yes, I calculated with my fingers that Old Mrs. Huang will not be able to pass this hurdle."

The man was in awe: "Zhao Shenxian is indeed a capable person, please come in quickly. By the way, these two are Taoist priests? Zhao Shenxian didn't know beforehand, but he actually helped us invite Taoist priests to be our dojo in advance?"
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The local pipe priest is called Dao Gong.

Zhao Yixian coughed twice and hesitated: "Yes, yes..."

You can see that he is very thick-skinned.
To be continued...