The smoke cannon blew all night and didn't stop until noon the next day.
As soon as the wind and snow stopped, Lao Wang couldn't wait to take the eldest lady of the Wang family and left Lijiatun and went straight to the car.
When leaving, I also borrowed two of Lao Li's horses.
Lao Li was even more happy.
Not only did he agree, he also picked the two best horses in the shop.
With the departure of the Wang family, Lijiatun became completely quiet.
In addition to buying new year's goods, everyone just chatted.
The content of the chatter is naturally Goethe.
Some say that Goethe has great supernatural powers, some say that Goethe is an immortal descended to earth, and some say that Goethe is the mountain god of this land, otherwise he would not be able to conquer those three immortals so easily.
In short, there is anything to say.
Goethe listened and smiled, but didn't take it seriously at all and was busy with his own business.
A few days later, it was a rare sunny day.
Goethe found a piece of sunny land and moved a chair to lean on it. Li Changhai was squatting on the side holding a bamboo basket.
There were fried melon seeds, peanuts, and a lot of sun-dried fruits in the basket.
There are a lot of melon seeds and peanuts, that’s because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and every household is making lots of preparations.
Dried fruits are wild fruits picked from the forest and dried in the sun.
This thing is a rare thing in winter.
In other words, Lijiatun is full of hunters, and every family is rich, otherwise there would be none at all.
It's not that it can't be done.
Even if you get it, you have to take it to the city to sell it.
Just a little bit, at least two pounds of white flour, two Chinese cabbage, and some pork will make a meal of dumplings.
Li Changhai squatted next to Goethe like a silly boy.
Without saying a word, when he saw that there was no food in Goethe's hand, he grabbed a handful from the basket and handed it over.
Stupid boy is really stupid?
Really not stupid.
These days, Li Changhai has been reading Goethe every day.
Li Changhai didn't know anything else.
However, he knew that Mr. Mo loved to eat.
It can’t be said that he loves to eat, he just seems to be a bit... greedy.
Whenever I see something good, I want to put it in my mouth to taste it.
His father brewed tiger whip and ginseng wine for Mr. Mo. According to the old man, it had to be brewed for a hundred days before he could drink it. But when he brought Mr. Mo a meal the next day, he found that the tiger whip and ginseng wine was missing a little.
Small cut.
And then there’s the roasted bear paws.
Four big bear paws, each weighing less than twenty pounds?
But in the end, Mr. Mo ate three of them in one meal.
He thought he could keep the remaining one until the next day, but it ended up being eaten by Mr. Mo as a supper in the middle of the night, most likely with tiger penis and ginseng wine.
The others looked at it and were speechless.
Li Changhai looked at it, scratching his head and giggling.
The honest boy feels that Mr. Mo is more sincere now than before. In the past, Mr. Mo had a stern face and cold eyes, which looked very scary. Sometimes he would say something out of the blue, which would send chills down 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.
"Aunt Six opened a can of persimmons, freshly laid eggs, and the remaining wild boar meat, blind bear meat, and large insect meat. Aunt Six has marinated it. Fu Gui got up early and went to the city. I should be able to give it to you.
I came back looking for some cucumbers, which are even rarer these days - persimmon egg noodles, braised pork, cucumbers with garlic paste, it’s all delicious just thinking about it.”…
Li Changhai said.
Last night, he asked Mr. Mo if he had eaten a lot of meat these days and wanted to change his taste. Mr. Mo nodded, and Li Changhai got ready.
Persimmons are easy to say. As soon as 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 have stocked up on older eggs. However, in order to make Mr. Mo eat comfortably, Li Changhai only uses freshly laid eggs.
However, cucumbers are hard to find. The summer in the black soil is too short, so you can only find them on the hottest days. You will have to look at the big ones later.
Big households in the city have their own vegetable cellars and special shed vegetables.
Li Changhai heard that even if they were in universities, these big families could still eat all kinds of green vegetables by relying on shed vegetables. He originally thought about asking his father to get one, but later after Lao Li inquired about the price, he whipped him when he came back.
After a while, he was scolded as a spendthrift. It had only been two days since his good days, and he no longer knew what his last name was.
Li Changhai didn't know the exact price, but judging from the force his father used to whip him, it should be very expensive.
“Persimmon egg noodles?”
Goethe was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was tomato and egg noodles.
"Get me some more vinegar and spicy oil."
"Okay."
"You rest here while I talk to Aunt Six."
Li Changhai put down his bamboo basket and ran towards the front of the village.
Goethe glanced at Li Changhai's back and sighed slightly.
With Li Changhai serving him like this, of course he knew what was going on.
Not like others.
Others changed their attitude because he took action that day and killed wild boars, tigers and black bears, and this silly boy treated him with respect from the beginning.
Why?
I want to learn skills.
After getting along with each other for a few days, Goethe found that Li Changhai was not a bad person, and he didn't have any thoughts that he shouldn't have. He seemed naive, but in fact he was as wise as a fool. If he wanted to learn, he really didn't mind teaching Li Changhai something.
.
However, Li Changhai wanted to learn 'Three Immortals Return to the Cave', 'Shenxian Suo', and 'Moving Flowers and Trees'. It would be better if there was 'Pear Planting'.
Goethe knew none of these things.
Although with his current [mind], [skills] and [body], he could complete these things quickly, but Goethe really didn't have time to think about these things. He was thinking about [Bao Card] and new [career] every day.
However, Goethe also paid attention.
He planned to help Li Changhai think about it after his matter was settled.
It's not easy to be a simple and honest boy, I treat him like a father.
This is a favor.
Goethe wrote it down.
In the recliner, Goethe changed his position and began to think about the [Baoka] and the new [Career] again.
Goethe has gained something these days.
The most direct one is [Bao Card]!
Goethe has confirmed that [Baoka] is ‘made by humans’.
That's the literal meaning.
And the trace of familiarity in blood allowed Goethe to confirm that the 'Mad King' had used the blood and bones of his own descendants to make the [Treasure Card].
Goethe was shocked when he came to this conclusion.
He had always known about the madness of the 'Mad King', but he had never truly understood the extent of his madness. With the appearance of [Baoka], Goethe had a general impression...
This shocked Goethe.
According to his careful research, the [Small Eye Covering Technique] and [Small Body Protection Technique] in his hand have complete 'human' 'circuit'.
To put it simply, every [Treasure Card] should be compressed into a ‘person’.
At least, that's the two in his hand.
As for the one with a higher number?
It may be better to use talent.
It's also possible that there are more people.
Not to mention how painful it must be for the compressed 'people', just with the three hundred and sixty [Treasure Cards], at least three hundred and sixty descendants were killed by the 'Mad King' himself.
The ‘Mad King’ killed at least 360 of his descendants!
Goethe was shocked and full of vigilance.
It's very simple. The 'Mad King' has already killed so many descendants. Killing two more will definitely not matter.
And he happens 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 left in the ‘Lewin Islands’.
It's most likely a trap, right?
Goethe was a little unsure, but he didn't plan to go again.
Even if there were no traps from the 'Mad King' in that place, the 'Witch' would still be keeping an eye on it, which was really dangerous.
Goethe had no intention of risking his own life.
At least, not now.
He is still far behind now.
Thinking in his heart, Goethe put his hand in his sleeve, used his sleeve as a cover, clenched the little finger of his left hand with his right hand, and then broke it with force.
Get stuck!
The little finger of Goethe's left hand was torn off by Goethe himself.
Holding this little finger, Goethe's mind was filled with the veins of [Bao Ka], and he began to carefully wither it with the power of 'Qi and Blood'.
Snap!
A crisp sound occurs after the withering is completed.
In an instant, a brand new empty card appeared in Goethe's hand.
This is the third one in a few days.
Except for the first failure, Goethe succeeded every time.
With the superhuman talent of [Golden Humanity. Alienation], Goethe is far superior to any other genius.
Put the empty card into the space ring.
Two [Treasure Cards]: [Small Eye Covering Spell] and [Small Body Protection Spell] appear in the hand.
Immediately, life force poured into Goethe's wound.
I saw that the little finger that disappeared quickly grew back.
White and tender, like new life.
The vitality in [Minor Eye Covering Technique] and [Minor Body Protection Technique] were completely exhausted.
Unlike the 'Mad King' who relied on the blood of his descendants to create the [Treasure Card], Goethe used his own fingers to create the [Treasure Card] which was more suitable, which was originally impossible.
Even some reborn monsters are difficult to do.
But with the [Bao Card] produced by the ‘Mad King’, everything is possible.
Over the past six hundred and sixty years, these 360 [Precious Cards] have accumulated too many lives, enough for Goethe to use them boldly.
Of course, it was just the vitality, the 'power' within it that Goethe did not use at all.
However, I watched it.
After discovering the existence of the [Power Crystal], Goethe already understood that if he did not want to be controlled by others, the power must come from himself.
Therefore, he hopes to create a new [career] even more.
But it’s different from [Bao Card]…
【Career】Creation is too difficult.
Or to be more precise...it's too mysterious.
According to the few words in the ‘Mad King’’s notes, an initial [career] requires [heart]!
The seal of [Heart] can become the first [Career].
And why do people who choose this [career] need a ‘complete ceremony’?
It is to make yourself as consistent as possible with the [heart] of the one who originally created the [career]!
Only when the [heart] is in compliance, can the ‘baptism’ be completed and finally find a [career]!
Then here comes the problem!
I want to create a brand new [career].
How to seal his [heart]?
No result.
Goethe thought about it every day these days, but to no avail.
He summarized all the mysterious knowledge he had learned, the notes and books he had read, but still found no results. In fact, except for the 'Mad King' notes, he could not find even a few words about [Profession].
This is going to be difficult.
From nothing to something in a true sense.
After thinking about it for two days, Goethe simply put it aside temporarily and prepared to complete the first part of the plan: making the [Treasure Card].
Although he has three empty [Treasure Cards], these three empty [Treasure Cards] cannot store his real power - he needs to accommodate a larger [Treasure Card].
To put it another way, it doesn’t take just one finger to make [Treasure Card].
Must need more.
In order to prevent himself from missing parts, Goethe had to look for more vitality in [Treasure Cards].
Something worth celebrating 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 "forefathers planting trees and others enjoying the shade", Goethe couldn't help but stretch his body. He had already heard the sound of horse hooves, and as early as [Blood Crow Spirit]'s field of vision, Goethe saw the people coming back on horseback.
Li Fugui and Lao Wang behind, the eldest lady of the Wang family.
It's different from when I left, I just picked up a car.
Although Lao Wang and the eldest lady of the Wang family returned this time in a carriage, they were accompanied by more than ten strong men on horseback. Each of them carried a long firearm on his back, a short firearm on his waist, and a saber on his shoulder.
In less than five days, such a team was assembled again, which shows that Lao Wang is very capable.
Of course, the Wang family is also powerful.
As long as the roots are still there, there will be no problem.
It looks like it's shaky, but it's actually as stable as a rock.
"Brother, cucumber."
Li Fugui handed the baggage on his body to Li Changhai while winking.
Two brothers, they really have the same mind.
Li Changhai took a quick look and knew something about it: Mr. Mo from the Wang family was here.
I don't know what I'm asking for, but something is definitely going on.
"Go and give the cucumbers to Aunt Six, and remember to send the dried tobacco leaves to our father."
The tobacco leaves had already been brought to Lao Li.
At this time, Li Fugui was asked to inform people.
"Okay."
Li Fugui took the horse, said hello to Lao Wang and walked towards the village.
Li Changhai chatted with Lao Wang while walking inside.
"Uncle Li, you can do this."
“It’s only been a few days, but the team has been pulled together again.”…
Li Changhai looked honest and envious.
Lao Li has more men than this, but the long firearms and short firearms are not enough. Basically, they can guarantee one firearm per person at most. It is rare to see two or three firearms per person.
"Blessed Mr. Tomo, blessed Mr. Tomo."
Lao Wang said repeatedly.
This is not modesty.
But it's really thanks to Godeful.
The story about the White-Eyed Wolf in the Wang family in Chengli, colluding with Wai Xian'er and Yaodao, was spread throughout the past two days, and soon after it was spread that the master of the Wang family had a back-up plan in front of him, and he used the White-Eyed Wolf as a back-up plan.
There are rumors that all the demons and demons are dead.
The latter rumor was brought about by Lao Wang.
He didn't want to do this without Mr. Mo's consent.
There is really nothing we can do.
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 a little bit of weakness or flaw, you will be bitten hard.
Even the family was destroyed.
Compared with Wang Tianyou's white-eyed wolf, those people are no worse.
Lao Wang is very clear about the methods involved.
Therefore, he killed it first and played it later.
Since you have done it, you must accept the punishment.
After all, that is someone who even Uncle Liu has to call grandpa.
He helped his young lady walk down, and Lao Wang walked behind holding two boxes.
The boxes are one small and one big.
The small one is like a jewelry box, placed on top of the big one.
The larger one is a square strip that can fit a child inside.
"Changhai, please tell your father first. Uncle Wang has something urgent to call on Mr. Mo, and we will catch up with him later."
Saying this, Lao Wang took the eldest lady of the Wang family and walked towards 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 in their hair, how could they not know this?
Normally, Lao Wang doesn't mind waiting for Lao Li.
But this time it's different.
It's inappropriate for Lao Li to get involved.
The group of people went straight to the back of the village.
From afar, I saw Goethe basking in the sun.
Lao Wang immediately sped up, almost running at a trot.
The eldest lady of the Wang family followed closely behind.
"Wang Changfeng, I apologize to you."
"Wang Xiaofeng, I apologize to you."
Lao Wang and the eldest lady of the Wang family respectfully placed the two boxes in front of Goethe and said in unison.
Goethe's eyes opened a little.
He knew exactly what was happening in the city.
Since I didn't stop it, I don't mind.
In Goethe's view, the Wang family was not only the target of his transactions, but he also needed to rely on the Wang family for some future matters.
Although there are many people in Lijiatun, the Wang family has complete news channels and even has its own caravan, especially the latter, which is even more valuable.
There is no internet or telephone these days.
Traveling basically depends on walking.
Contact requires letters.
The better ones are riding horses and flying pigeons to deliver messages.
It is too difficult to find out some information. Most people have never left their own land.
People like Lao Li are already rare.
Want to take the next step?
Too difficult.
Although Goethe was not in a hurry this time, he could not waste time either.…
Therefore, the ready-made Wang family is just right.
However, what needs to be beaten must be beaten.
"Just this once."
Goethe said calmly.
Lao Wang was overjoyed. He had done everything. As long as Mr. Mo was blamed, he would first apologize with his death and try to protect his eldest daughter. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo didn't blame him.
Of course, Lao Wang also took note of that reminder.
Just this once!
"Thank you for your magnanimity! Thank you for your magnanimity!"
Lao Wang said and waved to the surrounding people.
Immediately, the accompanying bodyguards dispersed.
Li Changhai looked at Mr. Mo and found that Mr. Mo had not spoken, so he squatted aside with a smile. When he found that Mr. Mo had not spoken yet, he raised his hand to pick up the dried fruits in the basket. Then, he was gently touched by Goethe.
He slapped the back of his hand.
It hurt a little, but Li Changhai smiled even happier.
What is this?
This is how elders love people.
Fundamentally different from outsiders.
Li Changhai looked at Lao Wang's envious eyes and felt so jealous that he wanted to roar.
"This is what you were promised."
"This is an apology."
Lao Wang pointed to the small box first, and then to the big box.
"Um."
Goethe nodded, and inside the small box was [Treasure Card].
And in the big box?
Goethe's extraordinary money perception was able to calculate whether there were big or small yellow croakers inside.
Seeing Goethe put away the things, Lao Wang was completely relieved and lowered his voice and said——
