Although Miao Cuihua was anxious, she was not confused. She winked at everyone and then said, "I'll go in by myself."
She pushed open the door and entered.
I saw Zhao Chuanxin leaning on the bedside. His face was very haggard and pale, and his cheekbones were protruding. His face was already very thin, and now his cheeks were even more sunken. Shocked, the tears could no longer stop falling.
Zhao Chuanxin waved, "Sister Hua, come here."
Miao Cuihua sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his thin face, "What's going on?"
< p>Zhao Chuanxin helped her wipe away her tears instead, "Hey, it's nothing big. Some accidents happened. Don't worry. I used to think life was short, but now I feel a little bit like life is long."Miao Cuihua I didn't understand what he wanted to express.
Maybe no one will understand.
In the past, Zhao Chuanxin tried his best to avoid having strong ties with this era.
For example, saving seeds
So he speaks more harshly and unscrupulously than before. Sometimes he deliberately provokes the anger of heaven and earth.
In this way, you can live into the twenty-first century without worries.
But people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless
Thinking of the faces in Lugang Town that are obviously simple, but deliberately pretend to be proud.
Thinking of Miao Cuihua, Wilhelmina, Rebecca Levi and his apprentices
All these people have become a part of his life, not so much Easily split.
Now Zhao Chuanxin is worried about his longevity.
After living so long and consuming all the people he cares about, then
Where will he go?
Will he die alone
Although she didn't understand, Miao Cuihua suddenly felt a sore nose.
She vaguely guessed that this time Zhao Chuanxin became like this because he had paid a heavy price for people like them
He was supposed to live forever
Zhao Chuanxin didn’t know that Miao Cuihua had misunderstood.
He suddenly gained strength and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You villain, come in quickly."
When Benjamin Goldberg outside heard this, he quickly jumped up and down. Come running.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Who made you look like this? Let's cut him." He blurted out a mouthful of Chinese that smelled like dirt.
Zhao Chuanxin sat up straight, "Come, let's build a scenario and discuss the solution together. If there is a person, he is surrounded by a group of enemies, including a short but ferocious man who is less than one meter tall. "Creatures, they are very fast"
Zhao Chuanxin described the dilemma "I" encountered.
Benjamin Goldberg listened carefully, his eyes wandering.
When Zhao Chuanxin finished speaking, he asked, "Master, you said that person can be resurrected infinitely"
"Yes, but" Zhao Chuanxin wanted to say something, but he held it back. "Although he can be resurrected, the damage to his body will be great."
Benjamin Goldberg looked at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Master, the person you are talking about cannot be you."
p>"Nonsense, the only weird creature here is you, how can there be other monsters surrounding you"
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Miao Cuihua couldn't help but smile, her face Still crying.
Even if Zhao Chuanxin is weak, he is still the same Zhao Chuanxin.
Being crazy is not because of success. Those who are crazy when they are successful are called villains, and some people are born to be awesome.
Benjamin Goldberg said, "Master, it's simple. All monsters always have to breathe. Is it windy there? Is it strong?"
Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while. It should be windy."
Of course there is wind in the wilderness.
Benjamin Goldberg touched his chin and muttered, "Master, you said that the ecstasy lamp can extract substances. Just before I left, I bought the latest microscope. There happened to be various poisonous plants in Hawaii. Come and help extract it, and then mix it into the mist of the ecstasy lamp. You give it to that person and let him release the poisonous mist, and you're done."
Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, "That's okay."
"Of course, it's just that maybe the person will be injured in the front. After all, the poison cannot attack instantly."
But Zhao Chuanxin frowned, "Those who hold the ecstasy lamp, although I can see, but I can’t avoid inhaling fog. How to solve this problem?"
Benjamin Goldberg is very confident. "The teacher’s wife told me a story outside the customs, saying that there was a big smoke bubble outside the customs, and it was full of rot inside. Leaves and animals that accidentally fall into it will produce poisonous gases when they pass by. Only one animal can survive, because wild boars are everywhere. I guess the soil particles and natural porous materials can absorb poisonous gases, just like using a wet towel to block your mouth and nose."
Gas masks
Of course they didn’t exist at this time. They first appeared during World War I and were invented by Russian chemists. I didn’t expect that my apprentice would think of them now.
Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up, "I know there is something that is very effective in filtering poisonous gas, especially fog. It can absorb moisture, activated carbon."
Benjamin Goldberg "Then, the last piece of the puzzle has been put together."
"The remnants of the wretched creature, I want you to look good now." Zhao Chuanxin secretly felt cruel in his heart.
He suffered a big loss on this mission.
He must make amends.
He was going to go on a killing spree in another world
At this time, there was another noise outside.
Zhao Chuanxin heard the voices of Jixi and the high priest.
He cheered up and said, "Sister Hua, help me change my clothes."
Not only did the high priest come, he also thoughtfully brought a sedan.
The workmanship of the sedan chair is very rough, with only seats and two poles.
He shouted outside, "Kuku, God of War, I am the high priest of the Kanaka tribe, and I am here to greet you.. ”
The door creaked open.
Even though it is November, it is not cold in Hawaii.
Zhao Chuanxin was not wearing any clothes on his upper body. Wearing a pair of jeans, work boots, and a Panama hat, his head was slightly lowered, and the brim of the hat covered most of his face.
He was covered in tattoos, which was particularly eye-catching. Although he is haggard and a little thinner, his weight makes his muscles more exaggerated.
None of the Kanaka warriors present have as many tattoos as he does, and they don’t have the complicated patterns on his body.
In fact, not only the Kanaka tribe, but all the Polynesian natives can identify people by their tattoos.
You can know the warrior's achievements and status by looking at the tattoos.
The tattoo on Zhao Chuanxin's body represents brilliant achievements, the God of War, and the incarnation of Kuku.
When they saw him, a group of Kanaka people suddenly cheered or raised their hands. They held up the guns in their hands, or shouted excitedly with the short spears in their hands.
They also wore little clothing, and had refrigerator bodies.
The people of the Kanaka tribe seem to be born full of flesh, and all the warriors, regardless of gender, have tattoos. When grouped together, they look like an army of beasts.
< p>The captain, crew and Francis Fuller were shocked, and a savage torrent formed on the scene, sweeping them away in the storm.Zhao Chuanxin slowly raised his hands, and all the noise stopped.
Francis Fuller was shocked.
As a diplomat, he understood the customs and cultures of all over the world.
At this time, the indigenous Kanaka people in Hawaii were far from the same. As docile as the later generations.
They are brutal, bloodthirsty, and stubborn.
It doesn’t mean that they will obey you because of their scary reputation.
But they won’t provoke you. At this time, they were absolutely in awe from the bottom of their hearts.
This was not the first time for the captain and crew to come to Hawaii, and it was also the first time that they saw the Kanaka being so respectful to a foreigner.
Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath and shouted, "Let's go home. "
After finishing speaking, he got on the sedan.
Two strong men lifted the sedan and the group disembarked.
The captain wiped the cold sweat from his forehead" If you insist on testing, you are lucky not to be beaten to death by these barbarians. "
Francis Fuller's face was thoughtful.
When Zhao Chuanxin got on the sedan, the sedan jolted, and Zhao Chuanxin's face lifted a little.< /p>
In an instant, Francis Fuller saw Zhao Chuanxin’s pale and haggard face, with a sallow complexion in his white face. It was an extremely unhealthy sign.
Thinking about it more carefully, Zhao Chuanxin’s face was pale and haggard. Xin walked swaying and looked like a Kanaka tribesman, but in fact he was weak and arrogant.
He used arrogance to cover up his weakness.
This was something that shocked him. The idea.
Scared America.Is the country’s Far East Butcher actually ill?
Francis Fuller’s eyes flickered and he had some thoughts in his mind.
Testing this kind of thing cannot always be done by Americans. He, Zhao Chuanxin, has countless enemies, so just pick the most thorny one.
With so many strong men guarding him, Zhao Chuanxin felt relieved.
He was holding on in front of him, but after getting off the boat, his body went limp.
When they arrived at the settlement of the Kanaka tribe, Claris, who seemed to have been marginalized, stopped being careless. He and Miao Cuihua were very discerning and helped Zhao Chuanxin down. .
The high priest spoke at this time, "You are very weak, but not injured. Let me pray for Kuku's blessing and give you divine power again."
Zhao Chuan Xinqiu "Would Kuku be annoyed by this?"
"What do you mean?" The wrinkles on the old high priest's face melted away, "You are the incarnation of Kuku."
"Yes, yes. "Zhao Chuanxin slumped down on the blanket on the ground and said, "God Kuku, please bless me and let me kill the remaining creatures."
This is called kneeling in front of the statue of the god, and the main purpose is piety.
Although Zhao Chuanxin was vain, he did not take the current predicament seriously.
Every man who wants to wear a glorious shirt must experience setbacks and pain. The more immature a person is mentally, the more they like a smooth life.
It collapsed at the slightest blow.
But accidents always come unexpectedly.
Let him be strong and let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills. He lets him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river. Jin Yong understands mature men.
Claris stood in the corner, tears welling up in his eyes.
She used to always stick to Zhao Chuanxin, but now, she has become a marginalized person.
As a woman, she is naturally sensitive to the relationship between men and women.
She could tell that Miao Cuihua cared about Zhao Chuanxin. She could also tell that Rachel Kervis was suppressing her concerns.
That woman’s husband is right next to her, as well as her son.
This man actually attracts bees and butterflies to this point.
Ah, no better than the men in Panama who marry many wives at the same time.
But people are like this. The harder it is to get something, the more they want to hold on to it. The best products are the ones that are in demand.
They are all cheap.
The high priest said, "Everyone, leave, I'm going to sing."
Although Miao Cuihua wanted to stay, in other people's territory, it was better to follow the local customs.
The high priest lit some kind of plant, and held a handful of grass with a scarlet flame in his withered old hand, swinging it back and forth on Zhao Chuanxin's head while chanting.
Zhao Chuanxin was smoked by the smoke, and his eyes began to blur. Please remember to bookmark the latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft