Buddhist monks in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1174 Legal Murder

Zhao Chuanxin tried several times to say something to Zhao Lingjun and Zhao Nianzhen.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

To say less might be counterproductive.

The two girls are quite old, but it seems that they have not yet passed the rebellious stage...

If I talk too much, I’m worried that it will affect the relationship between father and daughter.

He just sent a message to Benjamin: Tell that little bastard Yao Bing to wait and he will break both of his legs the next time they meet.

Benjamin replied with a smiley face: "Master, you broke my legs, I'm afraid my two sisters won't let you go. Moreover, this matter doesn't seem to be as simple as you think."

Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth, helpless.

Sooner or later, you will have to pay for what you have done.

Zhao Chuanxin was extremely anxious and couldn't vent his anger.

After a while, he simply called Benjamin: "What's the situation?"

What he actually wanted to ask was the relationship between the two girls and the young apprentice.

But Benjamin thought for a moment and said, "Gods and demons are gradually becoming chaotic. Gods and demons are all man-made. It's funny to say that God seems to want to be immortal and has come to me for help."

I don't know whether Benjamin was pretending to be ignorant when he knew the truth, or he was thinking about something else and was talking about something else.

Zhao Chuanxin's attention was diverted. He sneered, "Can something with a health bar be called a god? It's disappointing. According to historical practice, when humans create gods, they will inevitably bring about great disasters."

Never an exception.

After hanging up the phone.

Yao Bing, who was eavesdropping beside Benjamin Goldberg, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master didn't scold me."

Benjamin said with a smile: "Master, he knows the personalities of his two daughters."

Yao Bing looked helpless and confused: "I should have died on the battlefield. Living like this not only disappoints my master, but also my two junior sisters."

"Don't do this." Benjamin scolded, "The rich and stable life in Lugang Town, Lubin Prefecture and Tianshangfei are all bought by Master with his freedom. You don't cherish it and do some shitty things. Look outside, there will be chaos soon."

In March of the following year, Benjamin wrote to Zhao Chuanxin to tell him that Wang Long had died on the peninsula.

Died on the battlefield.

The old man from Lugang Town has been buried alive.

Zhao Chuanxin had a batch of mahogany wood, which he used to make a coffin.

The coffin should be seven feet three inches long, seven feet three inches long, so that you can travel all over the world.

There were cloud patterns carved on the coffin, and four symbols of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise were carved in the four directions. Zhao Lingjun was asked to come and take it back.

Zhao Lingjun was slightly pregnant, which meant she was about to give birth.

It's just because she has been practicing balancing skills for many years, so her figure has not changed.

"After you go back, you'll be more at ease with your big belly." The old father said with concern.

Zhao Lingjun bared his teeth and said carelessly: "Giving birth to a child, what's the big deal? It's not a big deal!"

Some of Zhao Chuanxin's "greetings" to Yao Bing felt like a thorn in his throat, and he had to suffer the consequences in the end.

He cooked a meal for his daughter.

When eating, Zhao Chuanxin would take two sips of rice and one mouthful would be equivalent to three mouthfuls for others, and he would be the last to leave the table.

Zhao Lingjun was dumbfounded: "Dad, you eat too much."

Zhao Chuanxin took a bite of beef and said, "You are about a hundred years old, it is the time for you to grow up. What's wrong with eating more?"

His weight is there. Even if his activity level is the same as that of ordinary people, he consumes several times more energy.

Perhaps because she was about to become a mother, the careless Zhao Lingjun became more thoughtful: "Dad, overeating is not good for your health."

Zhao Chuanxin put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and grinned: "This is called health hedging, daily life. I hope I can die with Ganfan by then."

The guy next to him pretended not to hear, but his ears perked up and a hint of happiness flashed across his face.

Zhao Lingjun: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin sending the coffin back can be seen as a warning, and this warning is directed at a special group: Zhao may have changed his identity, or he may have grown old, but Zhao is not dead yet.

Therefore, the real evildoers had better keep their promises and not let the various activities that they start harm innocent people.

After the coffin was brought back by Zhao Lingjun, Sun Yanguang saw it and called Zhao Chuanxin, begging him to make a coffin for him in the future.

Sun Yanguang was certain that Zhao Chuanxin, who was much older than him, would die after him.

Zhao Chuanxin can actually be considered a kind of man-made god.

But he took the initiative to pull himself down to the mortal world.

Zhao Lingjun was born in April. She wanted to bring the child to see Zhao Chuanxin, but Yao Bing's mother tried to stop her.

I dare not see the wind before I leave the confinement period.

But Zhao Lingjun went out for some fresh air ten minutes after giving birth.

She is the contestant who can't move forward and is even moving backwards.

Zhao Nianzhen was born in May.

When Gail Russell heard that Zhao Nianzhen had given birth to a son, she whispered to Zhao Chuanxin: "Let's have a child too."

"Okay, stop it. If you want to have a baby, go find someone else to do it."

Zhao Chuanxin will never add unnecessary trouble to himself again.

"Without children, we will be alone and helpless when we grow old..."

"If I have three wives and four concubines from now on, I can at least have six more wives. You can grow old without worry while I am here."

"..." Gail Russell said again: "Then don't mess with those glamorous female stars in the future. They are not good. You belong to me alone."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at her in disbelief: "Nonsense, how can you use public property for personal purposes?"

"..."

From then on, she began to beg Zhao Chuanxin to teach her the art of balancing.

Zhao Chuanxin took great pains to teach her the art of maintaining her youthful balance.

Facts have proven that even if extremely difficult "peerless martial arts" are made public, it is impossible to popularize them.

The long years have made him understand that human nature is irreversible.

Humans procrastinate even on the most necessary daily chores.

If everyone can learn the art of balancing, it means everyone can study at Peking University, Tsinghua University or Harvard University.

The books are there, all kinds of knowledge are there, and it is very easy to obtain them, but how many people can stand out?

Zhao Chuanxin was too lazy to even say nonsense like "pass it on to insiders and not outsiders".

Just spread it, if it gets spread, he loses.

The balancing technique that Zhao Chuanxin spread has not been learned by anyone else except himself. No one can learn it by simply copying it. It requires personal instruction and real-time correction.

An old carpenter died nearby and there was no one to make a coffin for him, so someone came to him for help.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you with this."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had already gained the respect of his neighbors in Holm Town.

A typical local gentleman.

He nodded: "Prepare the wood, give me half a day."

Zhao Chuanxin was doing carpentry work while Gail Russell was practicing shooting next to him.

She is good-looking, can fight with a spear, and is a good rider.

She smashed all the wine bottles, leaving broken glass all over the floor.

She laid a tarp underneath and then wrapped up the pieces and threw them away.

"Uncle Zhao, what do you think of my shooting skills?"

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and held up a board and said, "Let's make do with it."

"It's already good. I just acted in a movie and played a cowgirl in it."

Zhao Chuanxin replied perfunctorily: "That's amazing."

"What kind of attitude is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin put down the board and said happily: "You can try more action scenes to broaden your acting range. I will teach you after I finish making the coffin."

Gail Russell enjoys watching him build objects and cook, and the process is a joy to watch.

This mentality is probably the same as why people like to watch donkey hoof repair and wilderness camping.

She suddenly asked: "Uncle Zhao, why did you help me in the first place?"

Seeing the expectation on her face, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't bear to contradict her, so he could only act against his will: "The heart cannot express clearly what the mouth has decided."

Gail Russell was delighted.

There is a reason why Lao Zhao is favored by many women.

His black face, red face and white face can be switched smoothly.

Zhao Chuanxin makes coffins incredibly quickly.

After it was done, an angel was carved on the coffin.

When he delivered it to the family, they were shocked by his speed and the exquisiteness of the coffin: "No nails?"

"Iron cannot penetrate yin and yang. This is a mortise and tenon structure. You have to let the soul be led to heaven by the angels."

The other party looked at the exquisite coffin with gratitude and repeatedly praised Zhao Chuanxin's amazing carpentry skills.

In this era of Da Piaoliang, we are gradually moving away from the stage where "only the daughter-in-law can make shoes and the carpenter can make wood."

In the past, every small town had to have all kinds of talents such as blacksmiths, carpenters, and painters.

Gradually it no longer worked.

However, Zhao Chuanxin believes that the issue of ascension to heaven and going to hell is debatable.

Over the years, he has had many new thoughts about death.

But just thinking is not enough, he wants to verify some things.

Zhao Chuanxin teaches Gail Russell how to fight.

"Southern boxing, northern kick, fancy boxing, swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, what do you want to learn?"

"I learn them all."

"If you can master one thing in your lifetime, you're great."

"Then I'll learn how to fight."

"They can all fight."

"It's good to fight."

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "A month of stick, a year of knife, ten years of sword, a lifetime of gun. I will teach you some boxing and kicking, and teach you how to use a knife at the same time."

how to teach?
No footwork, no posture.

No resistance, just one strike.

Qiangzi punch to the throat, punch to the liver, single goat head, iron mountain lean, Kraft kick...

"You are a woman, don't let a man be on guard, attack him suddenly, and fight with all your might..."

What Zhao Chuanxin taught were all shady tricks.

Then let her fuck her throat.

"That would hurt so much, I'll pretend to hit you in the throat."

"Pretend you'll never learn, and go ahead."

Gail Russell threw a light punch, but Zhao Chuanxin stood still. When her fist was close to his throat, he suddenly stretched out his sword finger to block it.

Two fingers to stop her fist.

"Have you not eaten yet? Try harder."

This time, Gail Russell was a little bolder.

Intercept.

She applied a little more force.

Intercept.

She used normal strength.

Intercept.

She tried her best.

Still two fingers, firmly blocking her fist.

"You can't hit me accurately, so I'll give you fifty punches first."

She still played tricks, sometimes attacking suddenly with a smile on her face.

But no matter how she attacked, she would always be stopped by two fingers.

Zhao Chuanxin taught her the liver-blasting punch and the striking positions, and then let her hit herself.

Punch after punch.

"I can't even hit you, how can I hit others?"

"You can beat anyone unless they are professional boxers."

Ordinary people have weak ability to withstand blows, especially when they are caught off guard.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin taught her how to practice swordplay.

"Hit me hard."

Gail Russell knew that he was powerful, so he didn't hold back and chopped at him with the cold and shining goose feather knife made by Zhao Chuanxin in both hands.

Zhao Chuanxin easily blocked it with the wooden stick in his hand.

"First, overcome your fear of slashing people. You obviously didn't use all your strength in this blow. Also, this is a one-handed knife. Don't hold it with two hands. Try again."

She chopped again and again, with more and more force.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxin did not raise the stick.

The knife in Gail Russell's hand went straight to Zhao Chuanxin's trapezius muscle.

The knife was very sharp and cut right in.

"what……"

Gail Russell screamed and the goose-feather knife fell out of his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "How does it feel to cut flesh for the first time?"

"Uncle Zhao, I, I, I'm sorry..."

She was horrified.

Zhao Chuanxin tore open his shirt and took it off to let her see his wound.

Gail Russell saw Zhao Chuanxin's wound healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't be afraid. With your strength, you won't even leave a scar."

Gail Russell kicked the handle of his knife and said in tears, "I don't want to practice anymore."

"If you don't practice, wouldn't my blow be in vain?"

She had no choice but to pick up the knife: "You can't let me hit you again this time." She stepped forward and chopped with the knife, turned around and chopped with the knife, and then chopped with the knife around her head.

Various kinds of slashing and horizontal slashing.

In short, Zhao Chuanxin did not teach her moves that require high standards of the practitioner, such as knife-pointing, stabbing or cloud-wiping. He just taught her ordinary moves that she could use continuously.

The most important thing is to overcome psychological fear.

If you dare to hack and chop like a madman without caring about life or death in a fight, you have already won half the battle.

When practicing the strike-and-slash technique, Zhao Chuanxin deliberately let her hit him.

laugh……

Wound healing.

This time Gail Russell was a little desensitized.

Over the years, she has been undergoing desensitization treatments with Zhao Chuanxin over and over again.

This is the process of overcoming fear.

"Now I will use the knife, and you will also use the knife. Use everything I taught you."

Gail Russell stepped forward and chopped with his sword, slashed, slashed horizontally, and chopped with his sword around his head...

Zhao Chuanxin held the knife and blocked while retreating.

The two knives collided, sparks flying.

Gail Russell was addicted to playing, panting and blushing but he couldn't stop.

Until exhausted.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, he was calm and composed, with a cigar in his mouth, as if he was playing with a child.

Xia Er from the neighboring house used to come over because of Zhao Nianzhen, but now he often comes to play because he admires Zhao Chuanxin.

He witnessed the whole process, and his hands and feet became weak with excitement: "Sir, can you teach me?"

This is so cool.

"You?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at him and said, "You are more suitable for American Iai style, with the truth loaded."

……

Zhao Lingjun did not become more stable after becoming a mother.

Three months after giving birth, she returned to The Hague, wearing the swimsuit Zhao Chuanxin gave her, and had someone record it with a camera while she crossed the English Channel.

She wasn't the first woman to swim across the English Channel, but she set a new record, reaching Dover, England, in just 10 hours and 23 minutes.

She is so strong that she doesn't seem like a human being, far superior to all men.

This incident caused a sensation in Europe.

After all, Zhao Lingjun has another identity - a Dutch princess.

There were many visitors in Dover, England at the time. After Zhao Lingjun got ashore, he smoothed his hair and said to the men who were whistling and making noises with contempt: "They are all brothers!"

News of the Dutch princess crossing the English Channel bombarded the headlines of European and American newspapers.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Lingjun returned to China and went to the capital.

Because of her profound attainments in physics, she was secretly invited to participate in the theoretical research of the two eggs on behalf of Lugang Town.

At this time, men on the street like to wear marching caps.

Some people still wear long cotton gowns, while women wear jackets of extremely plain colors and rustic styles.

There are cigarette stalls on the street, stalls selling scouring powder, enamel basins, clothes, handbags, etc.

At this time, these shops are still private, but there are rumors that they will be implemented as public-private partnerships next year.

There are people selling barbecued meat on the street, and they pay attention to both the culture and martial arts of the cuisine.

The martial arts eat while standing, while the civil arts eat while sitting down.

Zhao Lingjun also ordered a dish, but he ate it vigorously.

She wore an Indian ethnic-style printed jacket that revealed her fair arms, and an ankle-length skirt. Her medium-length hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and she wore sunglasses.

On the streets of Beijing, scorpion poop is unique and very eye-catching.

This is because Zhao Lingjun learned about the local customs at that time and deliberately dressed more conservatively.

But the men nearby were still very unhappy when they saw it.

"Ah...tui!"

"Indecent and immoral."

"How did your family let you go out?"

Zhao Lingjun is 1.7 meters tall, with a well-proportioned and even muscular body, but her face is extremely beautiful. Although she is not as pretty as Zhao Nianzhen, she is also one of the top beauties.

She put the small dish on the counter, walked up to the three people, and stared at them: "What's the matter? Do you have any objections? Who the hell are you saying is immoral?"

She is a player who can create waves even when there is no wind. How can she miss such fun?

The three men were startled and stepped back together.

To be honest, at that time, the height of Chinese men was generally not high, after all, their nutrition was not up to par.

But these three people can be seen to be from wealthy families and are relatively strong.

They were angry: "Who are you following? Who are you following?"

Zhao Lingjun raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have a temper?"

"..."

The man who was slapped was so angry that he wanted to fight back.

Zhao Lingjun had been a person who loved to climb up the roofs of houses since she was young. She wrestled with Yao Bing and others every day. She was proficient in all kinds of weapons. She went to Lugang Town to practice military physical training and shooting with the insurance team. She followed her father in everything.

Over the years, the number of people who died at her hands, if not a thousand, must have been at least several hundred.

She stretched out her hand, grabbed the other person's fingers, and bent them back.

Gaba.

A backhand punch.

The other party fell down with his head tilted back.

When the other party's companions saw this, they decided not to let it go. Two of them surrounded her and tried to knock her down.

Zhao Lingjun elbowed down, and one man was hit hard in the back and fell to the ground.

Zhao Lingjun held the second person's head, her skirt flying, and raised her leg to knee him.

boom.

The force was so great that the man, who had been bending over, fell backwards and passed out.

The owner of Zhizi BBQ restaurant was stunned.

Pedestrians stopped to watch.

A fair-skinned, young and beautiful girl dressed in flashy clothes knocked down the big and strong man.

Isn’t it strange?

"What an amazing girl!"

"What a handsome move!"

"Why do you look a bit like a foreigner?"

Zhao Lingjun: "Ah... tui! You are a foreigner, your whole family is foreigners!"

At this time, three soldiers patrolling the street saw this and hurriedly surrounded Zhao Lingjun warily: "You beat someone in the street, come with us."

"Let's go, I'm not afraid of you?"

Zhao Lingjun raised his arm and wiped his mouth: "Lead the way."

"..."

She was transferred to the police station.

There were a lot of people inside, so she was left aside awaiting interrogation.

There were two men next to her looking at her with pig-like expressions.

Zhao Lingjun glared at him and said, "What the hell are you two looking at? Do you believe I will beat you up?"

The two looked at him with disdain: "Look at how capable you are. You dare to show off here..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Lingjun rushed forward and punched the two men left and right.

After a few hits, the two were knocked unconscious.

Zhao Lingjun straightened his clothes and said, "Give me some face."

No one dared to look at her here.

The police at the police station were furious: "You are so rebellious..."

So the interrogation began.

"Name."

"Zhao Lingjun."

"Which country?"

"Chinese."

"..."

"Hometown."

"Lubin Mansion."

As soon as these three words came out, everyone in the room looked at them strangely.

"Oh, you're from a big city? No wonder you have a bad temper."

Lubin Prefecture is a land port, an important pastoral area and grain-producing area, and is very wealthy.

Soon, someone came to the police station and said, "You are such a little troublemaker. If we weren't careful, you would have slipped out and gotten into trouble."

Zhao Lingjun grinned: "Work and entertainment are both possible!"

After he went out, Zhao Lingjun's cell phone rang.

It was Benjamin who called: "Big Brother, do you want to talk to me about something?"

"Junior sister, I hope your whole family will cooperate with me in doing a research, and borrow me for help."

"No, I won't be in the same place as Zhao Nianzhen unless I go to my dad's place during the New Year."

"..."

……

After Gail Russell returned to Hollywood, she told Zhao Chuanxin that she had performed some punches, kicks and knife skills in front of the director. The director made an exception and added more scenes for her, and would wait and see the effect after the film was released.

This era also saw a lot of bad movies.

Many stars win by sheer quantity. John Wayne made more than 180 films in his lifetime.

Are all of them classics?
The only one that people in later generations can vaguely remember is "Stage Crossing".

Gail Russell is a smart guy.

After Lao Zhao helped her overcome her nervousness and social phobia, she made rapid progress.

Since she met Zhao Chuanxin, she has not touched alcohol, has become healthier, and with the practice of anti-aging techniques, her beauty remains at its peak.

……

One day, the landline phone in Zhao Chuanxin's living room rang.

"Li Si, the police station asks you for a favor."

"what happens?"

"The sheriff is injured."

"Wait."

Zhao Chuanxin's life was neither terribly nor extremely exciting, but it was also colorful.

The economy has not been very prosperous recently, and many people have lost their jobs, so collectors are not as eager to spend money as before.

Zhao Chuanxin's knives were unsaleable and he had nothing to do all day.

Since he had nothing to do, he drove to the police station.

Police officer Bates said with his arm in a sling: "Li Si, a group of bank robbers has come to our town of Holm. There are four of them, and each of them has a gun. They..."

The four robbers were named George Heroulx, Gerhard Puff, Stuart Proud, and William Irving.

They robbed a place called Prairie Town in Kansas and stole more than $60,000 worth of bonds, American Express traveler's checks, money orders, and cash.

Then I crossed two states and came to Home.

The man named Start Proud was also a molester who molested a 12-year-old girl in the local area.

Originally they were crossing the border honestly and nothing happened.

It turned out that another man named William Irving was buying cigarettes without paying at a grocery store on the corner of Ressage Street in Home Town.

The boss lady was cursing and swearing, and William Owen acted arrogantly and pulled out a gun and pointed it at the boss lady.

Maybe he thought that country people would be scared when they saw a gun.

It turned out that the locals were also very tough. The owner Bert McLeary came out of the locker room, saw this scene, and grabbed a meat cleaver from the meat counter and was ready to fight.

God bless you, William Irving just wanted to scare his boss.

He raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a shot into the ceiling.

In the end, the boss didn't back down and continued to charge forward with the meat cleaver in hand.

William Owen shot the boss in the arm and finally knocked the meat cleaver away.

William Irving ran off with the cigarette.

The proprietress called the police.

Sheriff Steve Mulligan led police officers to carry out the arrest, but was resisted by four people with guns.

Steve Mulligan was shot in the stomach and taken to the hospital.

The other police officers were stunned.

There were six people in total from Home Town, including the sheriff. One was sent to the hospital and one had an arm injury.

The remaining four were a little panicked.

But they knew that the people in Home were even more panicked, as the bandits had not left yet.

Bates and others told Zhao Chuanxin: "We have contacted Foboler, but they will not be able to arrive for a while. We know that you are a good shooter and very fierce. We ask you to help us arrest or deport this group of people."

If you can’t beat them, drive them away.

Go somewhere else and harm the people there.

Or so the police thought.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: God have mercy on me, I haven't killed anyone in many years!

Is it okay to kill people impartially?

He said righteously: "Protecting the country and the people is everyone's responsibility. Tell me, where are the robbers? Let's go now..."

(End of this chapter)