Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Benjamin Goldberg: “…”

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Abao frowned coldly, with contempt in his eyes: There are such shameless people in the world, they clearly love money.

She made up her mind that no matter how tortured Zhao Chuanxin was to extract a confession, she would never reveal where his lair was. If his skills are not as good as others, he will just die.

The car walked up the canal and soon arrived at Taihu Lake.

At this time, the Wangyu River in later generations had not yet been excavated, perhaps because there was no discharge. Even in the dry season, the water level of Taihu Lake was higher than later.

The area near Shadunkou, which later became a rice field, was filled with lake water at this time.

The lakeside is overgrown with weeds, and many withered verbenas and coreopsis make crisp snapping sounds when people walk over them.

The fir trees on many water banks have also lost their green color.

The lake is quiet and rippling with reeds. Although the weather is cold, there are still various water birds swimming in the water.

When everyone arrived at Taihu Lake, they all felt relaxed and happy.

Zhao Chuanxin helped Gan Fan remove the grass blades stuck to his body, stood up and said to Abao: "I advise you not to be disrespectful and tell me where you put your ill-gotten gains so that I can take them to benefit the common people. Otherwise , I will kick you to death and throw your body into Taihu Lake."

Abao looked away. She didn't care about the scenery of Taihu Lake. She had already made up her mind to die.

"Master, what you are doing is too cruel." Benjamin Goldberg's words attracted everyone's attention. He went on to say: "Throw her into Taihu Lake. If the weather gets hot and smelly, the fishermen will be fumed and the water quality will be polluted. Why not find a desolate cliff and push her down. The wild beasts can have a full meal and the remaining food will be collected." Nourishes the earth.”

Zhao Yixian: "..."

Abao shuddered, but still refused to bow his head.

This pair of master and disciple is really...

Zhao Chuanxin patted Benjamin Goldberg on the shoulder happily: "There are still many good people in the world. You are so kind and I am very happy to be my teacher. I wish the good people a safe life."

Benjamin Goldberg smiled shyly: "Master is too generous."

The words of the master and disciple shattered the opinions of others.

Abao finally spoke. She snorted coldly and teased: "I won't hide it from you. I have accumulated a lot of gold and silver over the years, but I won't give it to you now. I have always loved the purity of this reed, and I can't live without the mangroves and green mountains. You kill me, let me accompany my husband, and I have a companion under the spring. The two of us put down our butcher knives, and we also became good ghosts. We set up seats with lotus flowers, chanted scriptures with bay leaves, and wandering spirits protected this side of Luchuan. "

Zhao Chuanxin was furious: "Hey, what's your attitude? Your attitude is that you don't want to give money, right?"

When it comes to Zhao Chuanxin being a villain, he is as hateful as Zhang Guoli's version of Cheng Kun.

It just matched his nickname of Hunyuan Thunderbolt Player.

Abao was worried about life and death, so he deliberately provoked the general and said: "The hairpin prompts you to draw a bow, and the heroine changes into a robe. Since you entered this industry, you have no intention of ending your life well. You go ahead and do it."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "What you say is better than what you sing, as if you and your wife have become good people on Taihu Lake. You don't want to say it, right? Haha, you think I can't do anything about it?"

He turned to Benjamin Goldberg and said, "You guys wait here while I take the little widow across Taihu Lake to find her base camp."

The little widow's eyes flashed.

She has been boating on Taihu Lake for many years, and her water skills are as good as those of men.

This perverted monk has a northern accent, and he doesn’t look like he’s fluent.

There was no chance of escaping on the way.

Then my heart became alive again, and my will to die was not so strong.

But Zhao Chuanxin directly picked her up and stepped into the lake, going in and out of the waves, without a boat or a row but able to stand firmly on the water.

Even though Taihu Lake is a lake, the wind and waves are not small.

But Abao found that the waves on both sides dispersed invisibly when they reached Zhao Chuanxin's feet.

She was horrified and said: "You monster monk, you know sorcery and magic!"

"Blank it!" Zhao Chuanxin was delighted. "I've gone from a fucking evil monk to a perverted monk, and now I'm an evil monk again, right?"

Abao: "..."

Originally I thought there was hope of escaping, but now it seems that this monster monk is probably transformed into a dragon in the water, and is a real master of tide control.

The gap in her heart made her very uncomfortable.

His face turned pale.

On Zhao Chuanxin's shoulders, she discovered that Zhao Chuanxin cut through the waves extremely fast, faster than the fish she had seen and the ospreys in the sky.

When a red-billed gull heard the noise, it was so surprised that it flew forward close to the water. Zhao Chuanxin caught up with him. He flipped his palm and pressed it tightly against the belly of the red-billed gull twice. Abao was stunned to see it.

In less than ten minutes, I ran from the northern end of Taihu Lake to the southern island.

The smart gyroscope was originally very fast, but with Lord Runzhi's compliments and the bonus of controlling the water flow, Zhao Chuanxin's extreme speed was something he himself did not dare to fully unleash.

Do you know that you are even afraid of yourself if you get up quickly?

Zhao Chuanxin slowed down, and ahead was the village at the foot of the Western Mountain. Zhao Chuanxin landed quietly.

A man who was sorting fishing nets at the beach was concentrating on his work when he suddenly heard a voice: "Hansha, have you ever seen the Taihu pirates?"

The man was startled and said angrily: "Um... I've never seen this before..."

We are all common people, who dares to provoke the Taihu bandits?

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin carrying a woman again, the man's expression changed: "A Bao?"

On the large and small islands in Taihu Lake, there are actually many encounters with Taihu pirates. Even many of the Taihu Bandits came from these small villages.

Not to mention daily supplies and other supplies, which are inseparable from these places.

When Abao heard this, he cursed in his heart a fool and scolded: "Shut up."

The man turned his head slowly, scratched his head, and stopped talking.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of ocean and flicked it with his thumb. The ocean rolled in the air and reflected the bright light.

The man swallowed hard at the sight.

Zhao Chuanxin caught Dayang and said, "Tell me where Abao's base camp is, and this money will be yours."

The man grinned stupidly, but said: "You ask A Bao. A Bao is a philanthropic and sincere person. He often helps our villagers and even brings snacks to me. If Bao doesn't let me, I won't."

Zhao Chuanxin could tell that this man was a little weak in the head.

He turned his head and looked at Ah Bao in surprise: "I didn't expect that when I was a Taihu pirate, I would be treated as a dock bodhisattva by you."

It is difficult to give up good wealth, which means that those who want to be rich are often unkind, and the accumulation of wealth is always bloody.

However, when people have wealth, they like to put money on their faces. For example, Rockefeller is a famous philanthropist, but he doesn't know that every penny donated is stained with blood. Use clever means to plunder and monopolize.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin remained unmoved.

Suddenly he drew out his command sword and put the tip of the sword against the man's throat: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I am an evil monk, a lecherous monk and a monster monk. I just killed dozens of Taihu bandits. If you don't tell me, I will stab you through the throat."

The man was a bit stupid, but at least he still had the instinct to survive. His face turned pale with fright: "Really, I really can't say."

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the tip of the knife forward. His hand was very steady, just enough to dent the man's skin without breaking it.

Feeling pain, the man shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, even if you kill me you can't say..."