Calamity Crown

Taifeng Building, a century-old restaurant in Luteng City.

Famous for roast goose, crispy squab and Huadiao wine.

At the end of the dynasty, it was just a hand-push roadside stall. The boss roasted roast goose and crispy squab at home every day, hung them on the cart for sale, and at the same time filled bamboo tubes with homemade Huadiao wine.

After a hundred years of development, the trolley has already become a five-story restaurant that has risen from the ground. The first and second floors are halls, the third and fourth floors are boxes, and the fifth floor is reserved for special guests or special days.

For example, today.

A notice board with a red background stood in front of the restaurant.

'Today, there are distinguished guests coming to the door, and the business will be closed for a day. '

The owner of Taifeng Building, who would not show up on weekdays, stood in front of the door, together with several shopkeepers, apologized to the guests who came back disappointed, and gave gifts——a crispy squab, two taels of Huadiao wine And four small snacks.

After receiving these gifts, the guests who were a little bit frustrated immediately became elated.

People are always happy when they get something for nothing.

Of course, there are always some people who fish in troubled waters.

It's a pity that it doesn't work for Taifeng Building.

Because these people are not guests of Taifeng Building at all.

As early as three years ago, Taifeng Building changed to a membership system.

Only own members are accepted.

In other words, only registered members can receive gifts.

"Boss, why don't you come in and wait? It's too vicious today."

The shopkeeper said to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man was dressed in casual clothes, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and had a refined face. After hearing such words, he waved his hands.

"It's a distinguished guest, you have to welcome it."

The owner of Taifeng Building smiled and waved his hands.

The shopkeepers didn't try to persuade them any more, but they couldn't help being curious in their hearts.

Who is this distinguished guest?

You know, the big bosses in the weekdays can never see their heads and tails, let alone welcome guests here with them.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

At a quarter to noon, a man and a woman came hand in hand.

The man's face is handsome and straight.

The woman has a cold face and a knife on her waist.

The moment they saw the man, the shopkeepers were stunned.

It turned out to be this one!

Descendants of the 'Martial Sage'!

Goethe, the recently famous 'Balrog' and 'Thor'.

If it's this one, then it really should.

They had all heard of what happened in Boxing Gym Lane a few days ago.

The well-known 'Seven Killing Hall' was destroyed by this single hand.

Killing is not the only means of solving the problem.

But it is definitely the most direct method.

The 'fame' that came with it also had an immediate effect.

"When the honored guests come, the plums will shine."

The owner of Taifeng Building walked down the steps with a smile on his face, and greeted him.

"My boss is being polite, I'm bothering you."

Goethe also smiled and bowed his hands in return.

The big boss of Taifeng Building is not a true 'knight' person, but one of the twenty-four chivalrous seals, a disciple of the 'Three Cups Turanuo' seal master.

And "Three Cups of Turannuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" are the two who invited him to Taifeng Tower.

Last night, while discussing the infinite mysteries of yin and yang in life with the female swordsman, the female swordsman told Goethe everything about the 'knights' she knew in detail.

Because of the battle thirty years ago, the 'Xia Ke' has long ceased to be at its peak.

All the seal masters died in battle, except for the five seal masters of 'It's time to brush the clothes', 'Deep Hidden Merit and Fame', 'Save Zhao Huijin Hammer', 'Two Heroes of Qianqiu', and 'Bai Shou Tai Xuan Sutra' up.

And the five Indian masters who survived were also seriously injured.

Rumor has it that the 'Bai Shou Tai Xuan Sutra' was so seriously injured that he lost all his martial arts.

It is precisely because of this that the 'Xia Ke' has changed from bright to dark, from concentrated to scattered.

Even if it is a direct disciple, it is very likely that he does not know the true identity of the seal master.

However, the big owner of Taifeng Building is obviously not.

As the disciple of the seal master of 'Three Cups of Turannuo', Taifenglou's big master not only got the true biography of this seal master, but also will inherit the position of master seal master one day in the future.

Therefore, the boss of Taifeng Building became more polite to Goethe and the female swordsman.

A businessman pays attention to harmony and wealth.

Even if he tries to avoid showing his face as much as possible, some habits of this big boss have become natural.

"Please, move up."

The owner of Taifeng Building turned around and raised his hand to signal.

"I would like to borrow your good words."

Goethe clasped his hands again, walked up the steps side by side with the female swordsman, and entered Taifeng Building.

The shopkeepers of the big boss did not follow, but closed the door and waited quietly outside.

Go through the hall and go upstairs.

A strong aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

It is different from ordinary Huadiao wine.

The smell of this wine is even sweeter.

And full-bodied.

During the period, there was also a delicious smell of meat. Under the perfect balance of charcoal fire and oil, the taste made Goethe's eyes shine, and he instinctively quickened his pace.

Climb to the fifth floor, the door of the box is not closed.

On a huge round table, there were two people on the left and the right.

Both of them have gray hair, bare breasts, wine in one hand and meat in the other hand.

The wine is naturally aged Huadiao.

The meat is of course the roast goose from Taifenglou.

The two ate their mouths full of oil, and when they saw Goethe and the female swordsman coming up, the old man on the left raised his hand.

"please."

Facing the invitation, Goethe was not polite. He took the female swordsman and sat aside, raised his hand to grab a roast goose, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

The roast goose is not cut into pieces, but the whole one.

The color is golden red with a touch of translucency.

And this is-

crisp!

crunch!

The moment Goethe put the roast goose into his mouth, the crispness of the skin almost resonated with his tongue and brain, and the tenderness after that made his stomach tremble.

The crisp sound continued, and the juice splashed everywhere.

Compared with the informality of the first two, Goethe is more rough and wild.

because……

Goethe ate fast.

Open your mouth, stuff the meat and bones into your mouth, it's just a meal of chewing.

A roast goose can be eaten in five or six strokes.

There are five roast geese on the table.

Before Goethe came, the two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turannuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" each held one and gnawed on it. Only pick up the roast goose.

The two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turannuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" are extremely fast and cooperate.

One person raised his hand to grab the roast goose, light and nimble.

One raised his hand to intercept Goethe with a strong breath.

When the breaths of the two blend together, the former becomes more agile, like a dancing crane, while the latter becomes thicker, like a standing mountain.

The two were full of confidence, thinking that the roast goose must be their own.

But the next moment, the expressions of the two of them changed.

The finger that intercepted touched Goethe's wrist and retracted like an electric shock. Suddenly, the mountain collapsed.

The one who caught the roast goose was originally extremely fast, but Goethe was even faster, turning the opponent's dexterity into a turtle crawl.

"You two are polite."

After Goethe said such words, he tore off a goose leg and put it in front of the female swordsman, then hugged the roast goose and ate it with big mouthfuls.

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach."

The owner of the 'Three Cups of Turanuo' who raised his hand to snatch the roast goose sighed.

And the Indian master of the 'five mountains are light' who blocked Goethe, shook his numb wrist, snorted coldly, and said.

"pity……"

"Insanity!"

There was a strong disdain in the elongated tone.

This made the female swordsman who was about to eat the goose leg raise her head.

She stared at the seal owner of "Five Sacred Mountains Are Lightest", with her palm already resting on the handle of the knife - she thought that the other party had to give her an explanation for yesterday's "blood splattered five-step post" and today's insulting words.

"Dont look at me!

See me say the same!

He is not a descendant of 'Wu Sheng' at all, he is a fake! "

"The five mountains are the lightest," said the seal master, facing the gaze of the female swordsman, very simply.

The female swordsman was taken aback.

Fake descendants of 'Wu Sheng'.

Involuntarily, the female swordsman looked at Goethe.

Goethe, however, was still gnawing on the roast goose, as if he hadn't heard the words of the Indian master who said "the five mountains are the least". The female swordsman took a deep breath, and she looked at the Indian master again.

"What about the evidence?"

The female swordsman asked.

"Your Excellency 'Bai Shou' told us.

Your Excellency 'Bai Shou''s 'Innate Divination' is definitely not wrong. "

'The five mountains are light' said the seal master directly.

The female swordsman trembled.

His Excellency 'Bai Shou' is the seal master of the 'Bai Shou Taixuan Sutra'.

Not only were the five surviving seal masters thirty years ago, but also the core figures who led the 'Xia Ke' to rise again in the past 30 years. It can be said that without the other party, the 'Xia Ke' would have been finished long ago.

Because of this, the other party has a pivotal position in the hearts of other seal masters of the 'Xia Ke'.

The female swordsman is no exception.

but!

Goethe weighs even more!

"impossible.

There must be a misunderstanding! "

The female swordsman persisted.

And, wanted to say more, but was stopped by Goethe.

Goethe picked up a warm towel and wiped his hands and mouth. He raised his hand to signal the female swordsman not to speak, and glanced at "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "Five Mountains are Lightest" with indifferent eyes.

The two Indian masters looked at Goethe without fear.

Then, Goethe's eyes fell on the wine gourd that the two put on the table.

The two wine gourds are made of wood, but they are crystal clear. Obviously, the owner loves them very much. They play with them every day, they have already been covered with pulp, and the strong smell of wine surrounds them.

Especially gourd plugs.

One is emerald.

One is white jade.

Looks like it's kind of expensive.

"Why do you pour wine from my wine gourd?"

Goethe said suddenly.

The two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains are Light" were taken aback for a moment.

Almost an instinctive rebuttal.

"What is your gourd, it's obviously ours."

"oh?"

"Is there any proof?"

Goethe asked back.

"Of course, this gourd has my name and my old friend's name on it!"

The owner of the 'Three Cups of Turannuo' picked up his own gourd, and saw the name 'Zhang Dongsheng' written on the base of the gourd.

And the seal master of "Five Sacred Mountains Are Lightest" also picked up his own gourd, and the name "Li Xiluo" was also written on the base of the gourd.

"drink!"

Goethe shouted suddenly, which surprised the two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turannuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light".

I saw that under the vigilant gaze of the two Indian masters, Goethe shouted angrily——

"Why do you carve your name on my gourd?"

"you?!

You speak too much! "

'Five mountains are light', the Indian master stood up angrily.

The sound was extremely high, like a roar.

But at this time, Goethe became indifferent again.

"Aren't you going to force your words?"

Goethe asked softly.

The Indian master of "Three Cups of Turannuo" frowned and thought.

The seal master wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.

Goethe's voice continued.

"I am also proficient in divination and calculation.

Therefore, I know very well that no matter what method of divination, it is impossible to be 100% accurate!

Even, more often than not, a small mistake is a thousand miles away!

if!

I said that if His Excellency the 'Bai Shou' was really right in his 'innate divination', there would never have been so many unnecessary casualties during the thirty years of fighting.

What do you two say? "

Goethe's voice became colder, and his tone became more aggressive.

He had never seen the seal master of the 'Baishou Taixuan Sutra'.

However, it was obvious that the other party had no good intentions.

As for the starting point?

Goethe didn't know.

I don't want to know either.

He only knew that since he was an enemy, he would die.

Facing Goethe's words, the two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turannuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" were even more unable to answer.

If it is said to be true, it proves that His Excellency 'Bai Shou''s 'Innate Divination' is not accurate.

But if you say no, it proves your mistake even more.

Nope.

No and no.

The two Indian masters were in a dilemma for a while.

Seeing the two people in a dilemma, Goethe smiled from the bottom of his heart.

He likes this kind of people who are really reasonable.

Because, even if you are sophistry.

As long as there is still a point of reason, the other party will not make a move.

How would you describe it in the language of your hometown?

Oh, right.

'It is a gentleman who can deceive him'!

However, not everyone can do this.

Even if they are both 'Xia Ke', there are differences.

"Sharp teeth!

Look at the sword! "

After a low shout, a figure came in from outside the box, and after confirming that Goethe had heard his words, he drew his sword and stabbed out.

It looks like a surprise attack, but it is actually abiding by etiquette.

And this sword move is even more straightforward, without any more changes.

In the ancient and clumsy, there is only a kind of momentum that would rather bend than bend.

Master Sword!

The swordsmanship of the "Thousands of Miles" does not emphasize spiritual changes, but goes straight like a spear, overwhelming people with momentum. With a single strike, people's minds are often lost and their heads are beheaded.

This is a sword technique that can affect the 'mind'.

But for Goethe, whose [Heart] reached 29.8, it was not enough.

Goethe would not be affected at all.

As soon as he raised his hand, he clamped the blade.

Then, pull hard.

Goethe snatched the sword of the seal master of "A Thousand Miles Don't Stay Away".

The Indian owner was taken aback.

The two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" were also taken aback.

None of the three expected such a result.

They knew that Goethe was strong, but they took the sword of the seal master of "A Thousand Miles Never Stay" with one move, this...

It's too strong!

Strong beyond imagination!

"Stubborn and dull, unable to change!

It is a mistake for someone like you to be a master. The more serious and responsible you are, the more lumbering disciples you will teach. It is better for you to let it go. "

Goethe said, holding a sword in one hand and flicking the blade with the other.

hum!

While the blade was humming, he whispered——

"I have a sword, do you dare to take it?"