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Chapter 134: The Almighty Magician

Standing on the deck of the Helen, Ji Qianming looked forward with the telescope in his hand, and a vague coastline appeared in his field of view.

"Sir, Brighton is ahead." The old captain walked to Ji Qianming's side, and a relaxed look appeared on his face, "It feels so good to go home."

Ji Qianming put down the telescope in his hand and was a little excited. The other side of the ocean was ahead, and there was another completely different country.

The United Kingdom, full name of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, is a country composed of England, Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland and a series of affiliated islands. It has a total population of over 64 million. Of course, if this population is in China, there is no more than a province.

As the world's first industrialized country, Britain was a veritable world hegemon in the 18th to 20th centuries, claiming to be the empire of the sun never set. It won both world wars. Although the hegemony of capitalism is now replaced by the United States, it is still a superpower that cannot be underestimated.

"Sir, Brighton is not far from London. The straight-line distance should be only more than 70 kilometers. If you take the train, you can get there in about an hour. But considering your identity, I still recommend taking a black car. Although it takes two and a half hours, you don't need an ID card." The old captain did not forget Ji Qianming's destination and spoke actively.

"Black car? Where to go to take it?" Ji Qianming's eyes lit up and he asked.

The old captain handed out a piece of paper with an address and a name on it and said, "This is a friend of mine. You can ask him for help and report my old Ryan's name. He will give you a very fair price."

Ji Qianming took the note and solemnly thanked the old captain.

Coastal Brighton.

A middle-aged man with a big beard suddenly narrowed his eyes, picked up the telescope in his hand and looked at it. As if he had discovered something rare, he got up and ran towards the harbor.

"Old Ryan, isn't your Helen going to Morley? Why are you looking back?" The bearded man waited until the Helen docked and shouted loudly to the old captain.

"We encountered a pirate attack, and many crew members were killed and injured. Everyone was not in good spirits, so they came back and rested for a few days." The old captain said with a wry smile.

"Pirates?!" The bearded man widened his eyes and spoke in disbelief. "That's really unfortunate news, but how did you escape from the pirates?"

"God heard our prayers and sent an envoy to bring us out of the pirates." The old captain said devoutly, vaguely taking Ji Qianming's presence. He looked behind him quietly. Ji Qianming, who was originally standing on the deck, disappeared after the dock.

"Old Ryan, come to my house tonight! Tell me what happened along the way." The bearded man was very interested in the old captain's experience along the way and said loudly.

"Then you have to take out that bottle of whiskey."

"Hahahaha, you old Ryan, I know, I'll get the wine and wait for you! I'm looking forward to a wonderful story."

...

Ji Qianming walked to the bustling streets of Brighton and looked at everything around him curiously.

The weather in Britain in December was gloomy, and Brighton was a coastal city. When a cool breeze blew, Ji Qianming couldn't help but shivered and wrapped his coat tightly.

The buildings on both sides are full of Western European style, most of which are two or three-story small buildings, made of various bricks and tiles. Walking in it, you can feel the artistic impact and profound historical heritage brought by each building.

What Ji Qianming didn't expect most was that there was a Christmas tree at the door of almost every store, with colorful lights and candies hanging on the branches, which attracted many children to stop and watch. The glass window was covered with Santa's smiling face, and the whole street was full of Christmas atmosphere.

Ji Qianming then realized that today is December 15th, and there are only ten days left before Christmas. Christmas is like the Spring Festival in China for the West, and it is the biggest festival of the year. It is said that Western countries will start preparing for Christmas one month in advance, and this dreamy scene in front of them.

"Hey! Oriental friend, do you want to buy a Christmasjumper?" As Ji Qianming walked past a store, a white clerk greeted him enthusiastically, shook the sweater in his hand, and there was a big Santa Claus portrait on it, which looked very funny and cute.

Ji Qianming waved his hand with a smile. Only then did he realize that most people on the street were wearing Christmas-related sweaters, some were Christmas trees, some were reindeer, and some were Santa Claus, which was very interesting. Unfortunately, he didn't have a penny on him, let alone buying clothes, even eating became a problem.

Hiss... Why did I forget to ask the old captain to borrow some pounds? Ji Qianming suddenly had a headache. How could he take a bus to London without money?

The most urgent thing is to get some money to get the fare. Fortunately, Ji Qianming had lunch on the boat an hour ago and was not hungry. However, it was very troublesome to find a job in such a strange city. Moreover, he is still a completely black householder. Don’t think about working, so how should he make money?

Ji Qianming followed the street without purpose and soon walked to an open square, his eyes lit up.

In the square, a little white girl was squatting on the ground, breaking the bread in her hand into small pieces and putting it in her hand. A large piece of white dove fell in front of her and pecking at her palm gently, as if she felt itchy. The little girl smiled and sprinkled the bread in her hand, and the white dove flew into the sky with a slanted edge.

The melodious sound of the violin echoed in the square, and the little girl jumped and turned around in the square. She listened to the solo violin of the artist for a while, and patted the shoulders of the sculptures that were performing performance art. Her eyes suddenly lit up as if she had suddenly seen something new.

In a corner of the square, a boy from the East stood, with a big mirror under his feet, which read "Ommagi (the universal magician)".

"What can you create?" the little girl walked to the boy and asked curiously with her head tilted.

"I can change anything, what do you want to see the most now?" Ji Qianming showed a gentle smile.

"Um..." The little girl flashed her big sapphire-like eyes and suddenly thought of something, "Then you turn me into a white dove? Is that OK?"

"Of course." Ji Qianming picked up the mirror under him, touched his palm on the mirror, and a white dove appeared in the reflection of the world, flapping his wings and flying around the little girl. The little girl's mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, and looked around him, there was no trace of the white dove at all.

"How did you do it?" the little girl exclaimed.
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