Calamity Crown

What happened ten years ago?

Goethe didn't know.

But he knew that this seemed like a good opportunity.

Huang Dangdang was still guessing with his head down.

Just like most fathers who have conflicts with their sons, they don't say a word, but their hearts have already turned back and forth, and they can't wait to stick to their side to ask for warmth.

As for Huang Dangdang's daughter?

same same.

As for the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai being his father?

It's the same.

Father, he no longer looks like a father.

The daughter was in charge of the family early on. Without the tenderness and knowledge that a girl should have, only the stubbornness and dare not admit defeat like a boy are left.

At this time, is it important who is the father?

Li Changhai definitely said it was important.

If he dares to be Lao Li's father, Lao Li can beat him to death.

Huang Dangdang can't.

Because, 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is dead.

Squeak.

Goethe pushed open the window, and the brazier brought heat and a little smoke.

There were snowflakes outside the window again.

The lights in Miss Wang's room were on.

Goethe was not surprised by this.

He could even judge the uneasiness and regret in Miss Wang's heart by the sound of her footsteps.

The worry is whether something irreversible will happen here.

For example, Huang Dangdang got ahead of her.

Regret is why she pretended to be generous.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being hated by the so-called Mr. Mo.

Goethe rubbed the tip of his nose. He swore that he didn't offend anyone. During this 'trip to the secret realm', he was honest and honest. Apart from eating and drinking, he washed away the original imprint of power and created and accumulated new imprints.

Boring but had to do it.

He also wants to live.

Goethe looked up at the snowflakes that fell at night.

Scattered, not big.

But it made him think of more, and he felt more and more lonely. He hoped that he could have acquaintances by his side at this time, even if it was the perverts that the 'club' knew.

A couple of lunatics working part-time as a 'cleaner' would do too.

Even those unpardonable guys.

No!

It should be that unforgivable guy. Not only is he familiar with it, but he won't have any psychological burden if he starts to do it.

Their screams should be able to dispel the warmth of the snowy night, right?

pity……

No one should be able to persist until dawn.

It was before.

Now?

No exception.

"The nostalgic lunatics and perverts."

"I?"

"Of course not."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

Goethe stood at the window, looking at Snow Flower and thinking, and couldn't help laughing lowly.

"A good thing?"

Huang Dangdang walked over.

She stood beside Goethe, looked at the snow outside the window, and frowned even more tightly.

As a black lander.

She doesn't like snow.

She likes it when it's warmer.

Because, you can play in the water.

It's not like a big winter, it's freezing, and everything is frozen.

"I will definitely go to the Jiangnan water town in the future, where the four seasons are like spring."

Huang Dangdang didn't wait for Goethe to answer, so he said suddenly.

"oh?"

Goethe restrained his mind, and looked at Huang Dangdang with the posture of a normal person, showing just the right curiosity.

"I told you before that I like water, right?"

"and……"

"Jiangnan chicken should be delicious."

Huang Dangdang said something that Goethe didn't know how to answer.

Jiangnan chicken, is it delicious?

Should be excellent.

One side of water and soil nourishes one side of people, and chickens should be the same. They are far less tall than those in the north, but their meat is tender and juicy.

Eggs should be delicious too.

Goethe thought, and always felt that he should go to the kitchen to steam a bowl of eggs.

Whether fried or boiled.

Goethe preferred steamed eggs.

When Goethe made this proposal, Huang Dangdang immediately agreed.

The two tiptoed into the kitchen.

The candles in Miss Wang's room behind her were still on, and on the window paper, Miss Wang's pacing back and forth could still be reflected, but unfortunately she didn't open the window to take a look.

Maybe……

Upset?

When the clerk of the herbal medicine shop cleaned up the place before, he prepared food and condiments for the kitchen. Although they couldn't have everything they needed, they had everything they should have.

Eggs are no exception.

After all, who can guarantee that you won't be hungry in the middle of the night?

Supper itself is one of the greatest existences.

Two bowls, one big and one small.

The big one has three eggs inside.

The small one has two eggs inside.

Huang Dangdang said that he was also hungry, so he picked up the eggs and prepared one for himself. After realizing that Goethe was a bit 'clumsy', he began to add water by himself, put it in the cage, and add firewood.

Goethe just leaned on the threshold and waited quietly.

Huang Dangdang's face was flickering under the light of the firewood, and there was mist in Goethe's eyes if he didn't look at it.

"My father should be from the Imperial City Division."

"Only people from the Imperial City Division can explain everything that I don't understand."

"The Imperial City Division needs to set up a benchmark and a target."

"Can……"

"Why is it my father?"

Huang Dangdang lowered his head slightly and asked softly.

"Because it's appropriate."

Goethe sighed, then turned his head to look at the snow in the yard.

When Huang Dangdang was not affected by entering the customs unlike other fairies, he guessed.

And the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is a member of the court, which is the most suitable explanation.

With the emergence of this explanation, Goethe thought more, and his voice became softer.

"He was shaped to be bohemian, he was shaped to be deviant, he was shaped to be domineering, he could listen to music for three months, he could ignore the differences between transvestites, and he was strong against your mother."

"It's all shaped."

"And the essence?"

"He should be a fairly gentle person, right?"

"gentle?"

Huang Dangdang broke the firewood in his hand.

"If you don't like the word gentle, you can change it to weak, hypocritical, escapist, any of these are fine."

"And because of these, he is suitable."

"He like this is easy to be controlled."

Goethe shrugged.

'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai.

When he heard the name for the first time, he was a little curious, and he was asked what kind of person he was.

And the result of inquiring was just like the 'Sword Immortal' in his impression.

It was as if the other party was born as a 'Sword Immortal'.

So just right.

So flawless.

Then, everything is a scam.

It is very disappointing.

"Slutty!"

"Coward!"

"coward!"

Huang Dangdang made three consecutive moves, while Goethe shook his head.

"He was a coward at the beginning, but he wasn't after that, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see Xia Yunfei, and I wouldn't have gotten that 'Sword Pill'."

"Your father is resisting."

"The comfortable (binding) force is too great."

"Had to be broken into the void."

Huang Dangdang didn't say anything, just adding firewood.

She doesn't argue.

She hoped Goethe was telling the truth.

The two of them were silent for a long time, until the steamer started to steam, Huang Dangdang raised his head, touched the corners of his eyes quietly, and then his eyes became firm and sharp.

"If you accept the things, it means you are willing to help me again, right?"

"It's not helping, it's cooperation."

Goethe emphasized.

This emphasis surprised Huang Dangdang.

It is obvious that the relationship can be brought closer, but why do you have to push it away.

"I am neither a very good person nor a too bad person. I just want to be a normal person and live the rest of my life happily and peacefully. However, there are always some accidents."

"These accidents..."

"Very troublesome."

As Goethe said, he just sat on the threshold.

Huang Dangdang looked at the expression hidden in Goethe's face.

"I see, you're really in big trouble."

"Also, it seems that my appearance will cause more trouble?"

Huang Dangdang laughed.

It's like a little fox who caught a pullet... no, a little weasel.

Goethe glared at Huang Dangdang angrily.

The warning is full of meaning.

Huang Dangdang saw it, but pretended not to.

She opened the cage drawer, brought out her own and Goethe's steamed eggs, and picked up the pot of soy sauce as a gesture. With Goethe's nod, an appropriate amount of soy sauce was poured into two bowls.

After crossing the eggs in the bowl with a spoon, Huang Dangdang handed the big bowl of steamed eggs to Goethe.

Then, he just sat on the threshold.

The two stood side by side, looking at the falling snow in the courtyard.

In Haimen before the first lunar month, the chilly air has the sulfurous smell of firecrackers, and the smell of soy sauce and eggs rises, making the smell even weirder.

But then, it broke up.

Only the original taste of steamed eggs remained.

Goethe scooped up a spoon.

Smooth and tender.

It tastes delicious.

It's a pity that we didn't find shallots and oily peppers.

But also good enough.

"What do you think they will do?"

Huang Dangdang asked while eating.

"'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai's signboard is so easy to use, so naturally we should make the best use of it."

"'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai's benchmarks and targets are so easy to use, so it is natural to set up another one."

"It just so happens that the treasure of 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai will appear on the day of 'February 2, when the dragon raises its head', so it is just right to arrange for such a new benchmark and target character to appear."

Goethe said his own guess.

"There will be twists and turns."

Huang Dangdang was very sure.

"that's for sure."

"These twists and turns may be what the people in the Imperial City Department want to see."

Huang Dangdang was a little puzzled by Goethe's words.

"The Imperial City Division is for Dagan."

"What the current emperor of Dagan looks like, I don't know."

"But if it is really a descendant of that guy, it will definitely be a bit interesting."

Goethe said so.

At the same time, I added a sentence from the bottom of my heart: even if it is fake.

"Ten years ago?"

Huang Dangdang immediately thought of the turmoil in Haimen ten years ago.

"have no idea."

"Maybe it's more complicated than we thought."

"Maybe it's not worth mentioning after being uncovered."

"In short..."

"Steamed eggs are good. Let's see if there are other cooked foods. Why do I get hungry more and more."

Goethe changed the subject.

Anyway, it's only a matter of a few days, so he can just wait and see.

Don't worry too much.

"There are pig's trotters and sausages, but they are all frozen. I'll steam them for you."

"OK."

"I'm going out for a walk."

When Huang Dangdang stood up from the threshold and was steaming the cooked food, Goethe stepped out of the courtyard and disappeared in one leap.

When he reappeared, he had already put on a bronze mask.

Imperial City Division?

Big Dipper?

Nan Dousi?

Too many people.

He has limited energy and cannot do everything.

Therefore, he hoped that there would be fewer people.

He, the Daoist of Longevity, will continue to take revenge tonight.

Clang, clang!

In the second half of the night, Haimen was awakened by the sound of gongs.

"Killer!"

"on fire!"

Amidst the screaming, Li Changhai woke up in a daze.

Old Wang was already sitting on the head of the bed, holding a short gun in his hand.

"What's the matter, Uncle Wang?"

"have no idea."

"Get dressed and hold your stuff, just in case."

The old king ordered.

Li Changhai woke up in an instant. When he was in his hometown, this kind of trouble often happened. He immediately put on his clothes, picked up the big knife made by his father on his back, stuck two short guns in his waist, and went straight out of the house. On the roof.

When I got to the roof, I realized that the guys from the herbal medicine shop next door were all there.

Everyone smiled tacitly and began to look outside.

This is to worry about being affected by the fish in the pond.

But what is more worrying is that someone is fishing in troubled waters.

"One place, two places, three places... Hiss, seventeen places are on fire!"

"Who is this?"

"The attack was ruthless enough. I haven't heard a sound of saving people until now. Is it all clicks?"

Li Changhai asked in a low voice.

"should be."

"Xiao Qi, take the two of you to the street to inquire about it."

Wang Changgui ordered, and after seeing Lao Wang on the roof, he simply changed his mind.

"Go, I'll go with you."

"Uncle Changgui, count me in."

Li Changhai volunteered.

Going out at this time is a matter of life, and if one is not good, you have to leave it there. Most people have no time to hide, so there is no way to rush forward.

Li Changhai consciously missed his meal several times, so I'm sorry.

Especially at night, it was so beautiful.

Wang Changgui patted Li Changhai's shoulder.

"Walk!"

Many people, many powers.

Li Changhai also has a few tricks in his hand, and it's not for nothing.

Wang Changgui and his party went out of the yard, while Zhang Deshou bumped Xia Yunfei with his shoulder at the corner.

The two lived on the other side, where the original buddy lived.

Neither of them disliked it.

The young master of the Zhang family is pretending to be a beggar, so what do you dislike.

Xia Yunfei even sleeps outdoors all the year round. There is a door panel that is burnt with high incense, not to mention the bed and bedding, and the hot water scalds his feet, which is really comfortable.

"No."

"I promised Mr. Mo to wait."

Xia Yunfei shook his head.

"Have you promised Master?"

"Okay, then wait."

The young master of the Zhang family scratched his head, but he no longer teased Xia Yunfei.

This kid is so smart. Knowing that Goethe has no feelings for him, he took him in according to the trend.

However, these eyes were looking towards the kitchen.

At some point, Huang Dangdang, who was originally just steaming pig's trotters and sausages, suddenly set up a copper hot pot.

Put chives, fermented bean curd and sesame paste in a bowl.

Cabbage, tofu, and vermicelli are ready-made.

Lamb, freshly cut.

At this time, the snow is falling more and more.

Originally sparse.

At this moment, it has become like a goose feather.

Stab.

The hot oil is sprayed with chopped red peppers, and the aroma is scratched up.

Seeing Huang Dangdang's different kind of hospitality, the young master of the Zhang family had a guess in his heart.

Just wanted to say something.

But immediately stayed where he was.

He has no identity.

And, now that you have status, you were the apprentice who said about Master and Mistress?

I really don't want to be slapped by the master.

Well, mind yourself.

The young master of the Zhang family squatted at the base of the wall with his sleeves in his hands.

At this time, Goethe came back after a flash.

No one saw it.

Huang Dangdang also turned around only to find that Goethe picked up the chopsticks and mixed the sesame sauce.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

It was also windy.

It's getting colder.

It's really like winter outside, but the kitchen is like summer.

Anyone who saw it would have to sigh enviously, give a thumbs up, and say a good life.

At this time, Wang Changgui and his party came back with news.

The "Longevity Way" monster made trouble.

All the people who died were from the Imperial City Division.

There are also some people who should also be officials.

All dead.

None left.

When he said this, Wang Changgui gritted his teeth.

When hearing this, the smile on Huang Dangdang's face was even brighter.

This time it's not just boiled lamb.

Also boiled a pot of rice wine.

gurgling.

The surface of the water kept tumbling, but the pot of rice wine was as stable as Mount Tai, with only a slight fragrance wafting out.