Calamity Crown

The big smoke cannons blew all night and didn't stop until noon the next day.

As soon as the wind and snow stopped, Old Wang couldn't wait to take Miss Wang away from Lijiatun and went straight to the car.

When he left, he also borrowed two of Lao Li's horses.

Lao Li was even more happy.

Not only agreed, but also picked the best two horses in the shop.

With the departure of the two members of the Wang family, Li Jiatun was completely quiet.

In addition to buying new year's goods, the big guys are just chatting.

The content of the chatter is naturally Goethe.

Some say that Goethe has great supernatural powers, some say that Goethe is a fairy descended to earth, and some say that Goethe is the mountain god of this land, otherwise it would not be so easy to subdue those three fairies.

All in all.

Goethe smiled when he heard this, he didn't take it seriously at all, and went about his own business.

A few days later, a rare sunny day.

Goethe found a sunny place, moved a chair and half leaned in it, and Li Changhai squatted on the side holding a basket.

There are not only fried melon seeds and peanuts in the basket, but also a lot of dried fruits.

There are a lot of melon seeds and peanuts, that's because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and every household has a lot of preparations.

Dried fruit is the wild fruit picked from the forest and dried in the sun.

This thing is a rare thing in the winter.

That is to say, Lijiatun is all hunters, and every family is rich, otherwise there would be none at all.

It's not that it can't be done.

Even if they are brought in, they have to be sold in the city.

Just such a little, at least two catties of white noodles, two Chinese cabbage, and some pork is a meal of dumplings.

Li Changhai squatted next to Goethe like a fool.

Without making a sound, seeing that there was no food in Goethe's hand, he grabbed a handful from the basket and handed it over.

Is the silly boy really stupid?

Not stupid.

In the past few days, Li Changhai has been paying attention to Goethe every day.

Li Changhai didn't know about the others.

However, he knows that Mr. Mo likes to eat.

It can't be said that he likes to eat, but he seems a little...greedy.

Whenever I see something good, I want to put it in my mouth and taste it.

His father made tiger penis ginseng wine for Mr. Mo. According to the old man, it would take a hundred days to drink it, but when he brought Mr. Mo's meal the next day, he found that the tiger penis ginseng wine was missing a lot small cut.

And that roasted bear paw.

Four big bear paws, each of which weighs no less than twenty catties?

But in the end, Mr. Mo ate three times in one meal.

The remaining one, he thought he could keep it until the next day, but Mr. Mo took it as a supper in the middle of the night, and most likely ate it with tiger penis and ginseng wine.

The others watched and were speechless.

Li Changhai looked at it but scratched his head and smirked.

The simple and honest boy feels that Mr. Mo is more real now than before. Mr. Mo in the past had a straight face and cold eyes. He looked really scary, and sometimes a word came out of nowhere, which made people feel chills in the back.

It's not like now, sitting on a chair basking in the sun, and chatting with him from time to time.

"Chang Hai, what are you having for lunch?"

Goethe asked lazily.

"Sixth Aunt opened a can of persimmons and freshly laid eggs. There was a lot of wild boar meat, Xiongxiazi meat, and big worm meat left over from before. Sixth Aunt marinated it. Fugui got up early and went to the city. I should be able to give it to you. Find some cucumbers and come back, this thing is even rarer these days-persimmon egg noodles, stewed pork, garlic cucumbers, just think about it, they are all delicious."

Li Changhai said.

Last night, he asked Mr. Mo that he ate a lot of meat these days, and if he wanted to change his taste, Mr. Mo nodded, and Li Changhai got ready.

It’s easy to talk about persimmons. As soon as the persimmons come into autumn, every household in Lijiatun washes the bottles and cans, boils them in boiling water, and stores the persimmons.

Eggs are even better. No one in Lijiatun raises chickens anymore, and many people even stock up on older eggs. However, in order to make Mr. Mo eat comfortably, Li Changhai uses freshly laid eggs.

Cucumbers are hard to find. The summer on the black soil is too short, so you can only find them in the hottest days.

Large households in the city have their own vegetable cellars and special vegetable sheds.

Li Changhai heard that even in colleges, these big households can rely on shed vegetables to eat all kinds of green vegetables. He originally wanted to let his father make one, but after Lao Li inquired about the price, he smoked him when he came back. After a meal, he scolded him for being a prodigal. It's only been two days since his good life, and he doesn't know his last name anymore.

Li Changhai didn't know the exact price, but judging from the strength his father used to whip him, it should be very expensive.

"Egg noodles with persimmon?"

Goethe was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this is egg noodles with tomatoes.

"Get me some more vinegar and chili oil."

"okay."

"You rest here, I will talk to Aunt Six and go."

Li Changhai put down the basket and ran towards the front of the village.

Goethe glanced at Li Changhai's back and sighed slightly.

Li Changhai served him like this, of course he knew what was going on.

Different from others.

The others changed their attitudes only after he killed the wild boar, tiger and black bear that day, but this silly boy had been respectful to him from the beginning.

why?

Want to learn ability.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Goethe found that Li Changhai is not a bad-hearted person, and he has no undue thoughts. He looks simple, but in fact he is very wise and stupid. If he wants to learn, he really doesn't mind teaching Li Changhai something. .

However, Li Changhai wants to learn "Three Immortals Returning to the Cave", "Shenxian Suo", and "Transferring Flowers and Planting Trees". It would be even better if he had "Planting Pears".

Goethe knew none of these things.

Although with his current [heart] [skill] [body], he can finish these things soon, but Goethe really has no time to think about these things. He is thinking about [treasure cards] and new [occupation] every day.

However, Goethe also paid attention.

He planned to help Li Changhai think about it when his matter became clear.

It's not easy for a simple and honest boy, it's like being a father to him.

This is favor.

Goethe made a note.

In the reclining chair, Goethe changed his posture and began to think about the [treasure card] and the new [occupation] again.

In the past few days, Goethe has gained something.

The most direct one is 【Bao Card】!

Goethe has confirmed that [Baoka] is 'made by people'.

Literally.

And the sense of familiarity in the blood made Goethe confirm that the "Mad King" made the [treasure card] with the flesh and blood of his descendants.

Goethe was taken aback when he came to this conclusion.

He has always known the madness of the "Mad King", but he has never really understood the extent of the madness. With the appearance of [Baoka], Goethe had a general impression.

This shocked Goethe very much.

According to his careful research, the [Small Eye Covering Technique] and [Small Body Protection Technique] in his hands have a complete 'human' 'vein'.

To put it simply, each [treasure card] should be compressed by a 'person'.

At least, the two in his hand are.

As for the number earlier?

It may be better to use talent.

There may also be more people.

Leaving aside how painful the compressed 'people' are, there are only 360 [treasure cards], and at least 360 descendants were killed by the 'mad king' himself.

The 'Mad King' killed at least 360 of his descendants!

While Goethe was shocked, he was full of vigilance.

It's very simple, the 'Mad King' has already killed so many descendants, so it doesn't matter if he kills two more.

And he happened to be a descendant of the 'Mad King'.

That……

Some of the notes left by the "Mad King" cannot be fully believed.

For example: the information on the [Warrior] legend kept by the 'Levin Islands'.

It's probably a trap, right?

Goethe couldn't confirm it, but he didn't plan to go again.

Even if there is no trap of the 'mad king' in that place, it is really dangerous to be watched by the 'witch'.

Goethe didn't intend to risk his life.

At least, not now.

Now he is far worse.

Thinking from the bottom of his heart, Goethe pushed his hand, covered it with his sleeve, clenched the little finger of his left hand with his right hand, and then broke it hard.

Click it!

Goethe's left little finger was directly snapped off by Goethe himself.

Holding this little finger, Goethe had the context of [Baoka] in his mind, and began to carve it carefully with the "power of Qi and blood".

Snapped!

A crisp sound appeared after the carving was completed.

In an instant, a brand new empty card appeared in Goethe's hand.

This is the third one in as many days.

Except for the first failure, Goethe succeeded smoothly every time.

With the superhuman talent of [Golden Human. Alienation], Goethe is far beyond any genius.

Put the empty card into the space ring.

Two [Treasure Cards]: [Small Eye Covering Technique] and [Small Body Protection Technique] appeared in his hand.

Immediately, vitality poured into Goethe's wound.

The little finger that disappeared quickly grew out.

White and tender, like a newborn.

And the vitality in [Small Eye Covering Technique] and [Small Body Protection Technique] was completely exhausted.

Unlike the "Mad King" who relied on the blood of his descendants to make [treasure cards], Goethe used his own fingers to make [treasure cards] more suitable, which was originally impossible.

Even some regeneration monsters are difficult to do.

But with the [Treasure Card] made by the "Mad King", everything is possible.

Over the past six hundred and sixty years, these three hundred and sixty [treasure cards] have accumulated too many lives, which is enough for Goethe to use with confidence.

Of course, it's just the vitality, the 'power' inside, which Goethe didn't use at all.

However, I observed it.

After discovering the existence of [Power Crystal], Goethe already understood that if he didn't want to be controlled by others, the power must come from himself.

Therefore, he is even more looking forward to creating a new [occupation].

But it is different from 【Bao Card】.

[Occupation] Creation is too difficult.

Or to be more precise...it's too mysterious.

Judging from the few words in the "Mad King" notes, an initial [occupation] requires a [heart]!

The imprint of 【Heart】can become the initial 【Profession】.

And then why do people who choose this [occupation] need a 'complete ceremony'?

It is to make myself as close as possible to the [heart] of the one who created the [occupation] in the first place!

Only when the [heart] is satisfied, can the 'baptism' be completed, and finally the [occupation] will be employed!

So here comes the problem!

Want to create a brand new [occupation].

How does his [heart] imprint?

No result.

Goethe has been thinking about it every day these days, but to no avail.

He summed up all the mysterious knowledge he had learned, the notes and books he had read, but there was still no result. Even, except for the notes of the 'mad king', he could not even find a word about [occupation].

Now it will be difficult.

From scratch in the true sense.

After thinking about it for two days, Goethe simply put it down temporarily and prepared to complete the first part of the plan: making [treasure cards].

Although there are three empty [treasure cards], there is no way for these three empty [treasure cards] to store his real power - a larger [treasure card] needs to be accommodated.

To put it another way, making [Treasure Card] only takes one finger.

Gotta need more.

And Goethe had to look for more life force in [treasure cards] in order not to let himself be short of parts.

Fortunately, something happened again: there are enough [treasure cards] in the secret realm in front of me.

"In a sense, the 'Mad King' is really a good guy."

Feeling the joy of "the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoy the shade", Goethe couldn't help stretching, he had already heard the sound of horseshoes, and as early as in the sight of [Spirit of the Blood Raven], Goethe saw the horse coming back Li Fugui and the old Wang and Miss Wang's family behind him.

It's different from just setting up a car when leaving.

Although Lao Wang and Miss Wang who returned this time were also riding in a carriage, they were accompanied by more than a dozen strong men on horseback. Each of them carried a long firearm on their back, a short firearm on their waist, and a saber.

It took less than five days to pull up such a team again, and it can be seen that Lao Wang's ability is extraordinary.

Of course, the Wang family is also powerful.

As long as the root is still there, there will be no problem.

It seems to be precarious, but in fact it is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Brother, cucumber."

Li Fugui handed over his burden to Li Changhai, winking at the same time.

Brothers and sisters, that really connects hearts.

Li Changhai took a look, and he knew the general idea: Mr. Wang Qiu Mo is here.

I don't know what to ask for, but there must be something.

"Go and give the cucumbers to Aunt Six, and remember to send the cured tobacco leaves to our father."

The tobacco leaves have already been taken to Lao Li.

At this time, let Li Fugui notify others.

"okay."

Li Fugui led the horse, said hello to Lao Wang, and walked into the village.

Li Changhai walked inside while chatting with Old Wang.

"Uncle Li, you can do this."

"It's only been a few days, and the team has been pulled up again."

Li Changhai looked simple and envious.

Lao Li has more buddies than this, but there are not enough long and short firearms. Basically, one person can guarantee one firearm at most. It is rare to see such a person with two or three guns.

"Bless Mr. Tomo, Mr. Tomo."

Lao Wang said again and again.

This is not modesty.

But it's really thanks to Godefel.

The story of the white-eyed wolf in the Wang family in Chengli colluding with the fairies and the Yaodao was spread all over the past two days, and then it was spread that 'the master of the Wang family left a backhand in front of him, and once he used the white-eyed wolf, There are rumors that Waixianer and Yaodao are all dead.

The latter rumor was made by Old Wang.

He didn't want to do this without Mr. Mo's consent.

There is really no way out.

The Wang family is powerful in the city, but it is not just the Wang family in the city.

Many people are staring at it.

If you show any weakness or flaw, you will be bitten severely.

Even, the family was destroyed.

Compared with Wang Tianyou's white-eyed wolf, those people are not bad at all.

Lao Wang is too aware of the means here.

Therefore, he cut first and then played.

Now that you do it, you have to accept the punishment.

After all, he was someone that even Uncle Liu had to call Grandpa.

Helping his own lady to walk down, Lao Wang walked behind with two boxes in his arms.

The box is one small and one big.

The small one, like a jewelry box, is placed on top of the big one.

The big one is square and long, which can hold a child in it.

"Chang Hai, tell your father first that Uncle Wang has something urgent to call on Mr. Mo, and we'll catch up with him later."

Saying this, Lao Wang took Miss Wang to the back of the village.

Li Changhai wanted to stop him but couldn't.

Lao Wang knew what Li Changhai wanted to do.

They are all people who are smarter than monkeys on sticky hair, how can they not know.

In peacetime, Lao Wang doesn't mind waiting for Lao Li.

But this time is different.

It's inappropriate for Lao Li to get involved.

A group of people went straight to the back of the village.

From afar, I saw Goethe basking in the sun.

Lao Wang immediately speeded up, almost trotting.

Miss Wang followed closely behind.

"Wang Changfeng, I will apologize to you."

"Wang Xiaofeng, I apologize to you."

Lao Wang and Miss Wang respectfully put the two boxes in front of Goethe, and said in unison.

Goethe opened his eyes a crack.

He knew exactly what happened in the city.

If you didn't stop it, then you don't mind.

In Goethe's view, the Wang family is not only the object of his transaction, but also needs to rely on the Wang family for some things after that.

Although there are many people in Lijiatun, the Wang family has a complete news channel, and even has its own caravan, especially the latter, which is even more commendable.

There is no Internet or telephone these days.

Travel basically depends on walking.

Letters are required for contact.

The better ones are riding horses and flying pigeons to pass books.

It is too difficult to find out some news, and most people have never left their one-acre three-point land.

People like Lao Li are already rare.

Want to go one step further?

too difficult.

Although Goethe is not in a hurry this time, he can't waste it.

Therefore, the ready-made Wang family is just right.

However, what should be beaten has to be beaten.

"Only this one time."

Goethe said something lightly.

Lao Wang was overjoyed, he had done everything, as long as Mr. Mo blamed him, he would apologize with death first, and tried his best to save his eldest lady. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo did not blame him.

Of course, Pharaoh also remembered the reminder.

Just this once!

"Thank you for your generosity! Thank you for your generosity!"

Lao Wang said and waved his hands around.

Immediately, the accompanying bodyguards dispersed.

Li Changhai looked at Mr. Mo, and found that Mr. Mo hadn't spoken, so he squatted aside with a smile. When he found that Mr. Mo hadn't spoken, he raised his hand to pick up the dried fruit in the basket. Then, Goethe gently He twitched the back of his hand.

It hurt a little, but Li Changhai smiled more happily.

what is this?

This is how the elders hurt others.

It is fundamentally different from outsiders.

Li Changhai looked at Lao Wang's envious eyes, and he wanted to growl in embarrassment.

"This is what I promised you."

"This is an apology."

Old Wang pointed to the small box first, and then pointed to the big box.

"Um."

Goethe nodded, and the small box contained [treasure card].

And in the big box?

Goethe's extraordinary money perception has already been able to figure out whether there are big and small yellow croakers inside.

Seeing that Goethe took the things away, Old Wang was completely relieved, and said in a low voice——

"Mr. Mo, do you know the 'Longevity Tao'?"