Behind the village, in Goethe's house.
Hu Yidao, with a playful smile on his face, bowed to Goethe with the girl with white hair and furry ears on her head.
"Master, let me introduce you, this is Huang Dangdang."
The white-haired girl next to Hu Yidao bowed slightly to Goethe.
The girl had a delicate face, without any makeup, she was dressed in black cloth, with long white hair draped over her shoulders, and the narrow corners of her eyes were like a cat's. Especially when she looked at people, her eyes would be crooked and dizzy when she blinked.
But that face was a little cold.
But this did not affect the girl, but made her even more excited.
Goethe did not.
He is human.
But he didn't dare to be moved.
He is afraid of the hatchet.
Since my [heart] has become higher and higher, not only has divination become easier and more accurate, but some of my intuitions have become extremely accurate.
Goethe could clearly feel that if he continued to be so reckless, he would really be turned into a hatchet.
Even if he prepared a backup plan in advance, it would be useless.
Some tricks can only be used once.
Second time?
It doesn't work.
Otherwise, why are some of the special skills not easily revealed?
Because if it's exposed, it will be broken by others.
Goethe's situation is more complicated and more dangerous.
So, from beginning to end, Goethe was normal.
Hu Yidao on the side secretly gave a thumbs up.
Otherwise, you can say this person is the master.
Look at this concentration!
Look at that expression!
As Hu Yidao who brought Huang Dangdang with him, he knew very well how charming Huang Dangdang was. Apart from anything else, just by standing in the crowd, all men would be charmed by her. But what about women?
It's also confusing.
Not only the looks, but also the talent.
That's a talent that's more terrifying than that of some girls in the Hu family.
So, under normal circumstances, Hu Yidao doesn't want to bother with Huang Dangdang.
It's not that I hate it.
On the contrary, Hu Yidao really wanted to have more contact with Huang Dangdang, but there was no way because his foundation was not good enough.
Afraid of making a fool of oneself.
He, Hu Yidao, is a man with dignity.
I was afraid of being embarrassed, so luckily it disappeared.
Of course, the main reason is that Huang Dang is her father, which is a bit scary.
When he thought of that person, Hu Yidao felt a chill running down his back to his scalp.
My whole body is shaking.
There's no way, it's really scary.
Don't talk about him.
When his grandmother saw this, she had to kneel down.
This time, the reason why Huang Dangdang was invited was not to let Mr. Mo, the master, suppress the other party. There is no need for that. Mr. Mo is the master, and that person is also the master.
If the two masters meet, he, a small fry, will be the one to die.
The problem was caused by the two guardians of the Northern Heavenly Master of the "Eternal Life Dao".
On the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Hu Yidao patted his chest and promised that he would make the two of them obedient.
But I didn't expect that the two guardians were so stubborn.
I have tried every possible means except speaking up.
Even later on, some of the Hu family's bewitching techniques were used.
But it still doesn't work.
This made Hu Yidao very anxious.
He had boasted that everything was up to him, but now it looked like things were going to go wrong. Hu Yidao was so anxious that his urine turned yellow when he went to the toilet.
First of all, it was indeed a shame that the job was not done well. …
Secondly, this was his first time doing something in front of Mr. Mo.
I messed it up the first time.
What then?
I'm afraid there will be no future.
After thinking it over, Hu Yidao gritted his teeth and went to ask Huang Dangdang for help.
It took a lot of effort and expense to get this young lady out.
The two guardians who had been holding on tightly before were defeated by Huang Dangdang in just a few moves.
There's no way.
Those two also recognized Huang Dangdang.
What's more, what's even worse than Hu Yidao is that these two were taught a lesson by Huang Dang, her father.
That fear is simply engraved in my bones.
As soon as they saw Huang Dangdang and confirmed Huang Dangdang's identity, before Huang Dangdang could take any action, the two of them confessed everything tremblingly.
Of course, requests were also made.
There is only one——
I just want to die quickly.
Huang Dangdang could not satisfy their request because the person was Hu Yidao's and the matter still needed to be verified. However, there was one thing Hu Yidao had to satisfy her and that was to take her to meet Mr. Mo.
Hu Yidao didn't want to agree at first.
The reason why I am called Master is because the people below me cannot do things recklessly.
But Huang Dangdang then asked Hu Yidao to agree.
Nothing else.
Not only did Huang Dangdang return the things he had given him before, he also gave him a "incense pill".
That thing is a good thing for him and his family.
Hu Yidao couldn't refuse.
thump!
Without waiting for Goethe to speak, Hu Yidao was so smart that he knelt down and said, "Son, I didn't think of bringing her here. It's just that she offered too much and I couldn't refuse."
"I admit that I was greedy."
"If you want to beat me or punish me, I will accept it."
As he said this, Hu Yidao kowtowed repeatedly.
At the same time, keep your palms facing up.
There was a line of words densely written on it:
Master, please don't hit me or punish me. If there is any good thing, I will encourage you and extort money from you.
Good job!
I'm just a good guy!
It is said that foxes are always cunning. Look at this, they sell out their teammates before anything happens.
Goethe glanced over it and saw the words clearly.
"Get up!"
"Go and make the fire a little better and make some tea."
"Okay."
Hu Yidao didn't show any disgust at all. He rolled over and crawled up, and diligently added charcoal to the charcoal brazier. At this moment, the water in the kettle on the brazier had boiled, and steam was rising.
Hu Yidao moved the pot, turned over the red dates on the side, and made sure they were almost roasted. Then he put the tea leaves, red dates, and squeezed longans in at once.
Gudugudu.
The water kept boiling, and the flavor of red dates and longans instantly permeated into the tea.
Hu Yidao took some wolfberries and rock sugar from a plate beside him, put them into a cup, poured in some tea, and handed it to Goethe respectfully.
"Sir, please have some tea."
"Dangdang girl, you drink tea too."
After serving the two people, Hu Yidao poured himself some tea.
The tea is black tea.
The tea bricks were broken off and were what Lao Li usually brewed and drank. When he found out that Goethe also drank it, he immediately gave him two pieces.
A set including dates, longan, wolfberry and rock sugar was brought along.
This is not how the black soil itself is drunk. …
Old Li learned this from his friends in Chang'an.
I don’t know what happened, but he, who usually can’t get used to drinking tea, felt very comfortable drinking this and even became addicted to it, especially when he fried some sweet crispy biscuits. He could sit for a whole day while drinking and eating.
Hu Yidao placed the plate filled with cut sweet biscuits next to the charcoal brazier.
He picked up one of the grains, not afraid of the heat, and just turned it around on the charcoal fire, then threw it into his mouth. It was crispy and crunchy. Then he took a sip of tea and his eyes narrowed.
Goethe also picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The bitterness is suppressed by wolfberry, longan, red dates and rock sugar, and the whole cup of tea is sweet, and because of the bitterness, it is not greasy.
It's windy and snowy outside.
Sweet tea on the brazier in the house.
Goethe also fell in love with this taste unconsciously.
While drinking tea, Hu Yidao explained in detail why he invited Huang Dangdang. It was a bit embarrassing, but Hu Yidao knew that this matter must be made clear.
Otherwise, no matter how clever he is, it will be useless.
"Master, you don't know why those two and that damned guy came to our place."
"They are here to recruit those gangs."
"The evil people of the Immortal Dao have finally recovered their strength. They are not going to fight petty battles anymore. Instead, they are preparing for a ruthless attack. If they succeed in this, they will have at least 30,000 to 50,000 strong men who have killed people and seen blood. With a little reorganization, they will be elite troops and will not be afraid of the imperial court."
"Moreover, this is only one of the four paths of the 'Path of Immortality'."
"Three parties left?"
"Of course it's not bad."
"It's us here in Chaotian..."
"hey-hey."
Hu Yidao didn't finish his words, but his smile was full of sarcasm.
The world will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity.
Six hundred and sixty-six years ago, "The Great Emperor" Zhao Jingjue destroyed the Dongyi, killed the Nanman, slaughtered the Xirong, and killed the Beidi to unify the world. He also cut down mountains and destroyed temples, making the worship of wild gods disappear. He established himself as the number one righteous god. "Daqian" should have lasted for thousands of years. At least with extraordinary props like [Treasure Cards], it can really exist for a thousand years.
The emergence of Chaofan eliminated many of the dynasty's drawbacks.
But unfortunately, man disposes, God disposes.
Zhao Jing realized that he had planned everything.
In addition, Zhao Jingjue's descendants produced such a "holy emperor", so it was a great blessing that Daqian could last for more than 600 years.
But it still entered the final stage.
Not to mention the bandit problems in various places, the fact that some local officials began to obey orders instead of decrees is enough to make people speculate a lot.
Not to mention cults like 'Changshengdao'.
Although Changshengdao is the only cult that dominates the world, there are hundreds of cults out there.
It is because the royal family still holds some trump cards that they are able to maintain their final dignity.
But that, too, is a paper tiger.
It breaks with just one poke.
It doesn't need to be much, a natural disaster is enough.
Even a severe drought would do.
Even a big flood is fine.
Many people have been waiting patiently for this day.
But some people can't wait any longer.
For example: 'The Way to Immortality'.
This evil cult is ready to tear off the last fig leaf of Daqian and bring the dynasty to an end.
"Contact gangsters from all over the place."…
"Those noble families are instigating this."
"'The Way of Immortality', it does have some skills."
"Daqian?"
"I'm afraid it's really over."
Hu Yidao sucked his greasy fingers.
Huang Dangdang on the side glanced at Hu Yidao.
This glance made Hu Yidao shrink his neck.
"It's not over yet! It's not over yet!"
"With your father here, Daqian will never be finished!"
Hu Yidao slapped himself as he spoke.
It’s really smoking.
Bang!
A crisp sound.
Then, Hu Yidao looked at Huang Dangdang with a playful smile again.
Huang Dangdang frowned.
In the end, no more was said.
Just whispered.
"My father shattered the void five years ago."
"What?"
Hu Yidao stood up suddenly, and the stool under his butt fell to the ground, but Hu Yidao ignored it and walked around the room in circles.
"No wonder! No wonder!"
"No wonder those guys from the Immortal Sect dared to do this!"
“No wonder those self-proclaimed orthodox sects have become ambiguous!”
“So that’s how it is!”
Hu Yidao muttered to himself.
But the next moment, Hu Yidao was stunned.
Why did Huang Dangdang tell him this news?
Although the two have a good relationship.
But it definitely won’t reach this level.
Subconsciously, Hu Yidao looked at Goethe.
It was impossible to tell him.
There were only three people present.
Of course, I should tell this gentleman.
But why should I tell this gentleman?
Hu Yidao is so smart, he thought in his heart, and he was not slow at all in his words.
"No wonder you insisted on coming along. It turns out that you knew that Mr. Mo had great magical powers, so you planned to establish a good relationship with him first."
This statement seems straightforward and of low standard.
But in reality, he was trying to please both sides and got himself out of the situation.
The first sentence was to explain to Goethe again that it was Huang Dangdang who insisted on coming and it was really none of his business.
The second sentence is purely flattering Goethe.
The third sentence made it clear for Huang Dangdang. Everyone should be frank and say, no need to beat around the bush, just take out all the things - if you want to build a good relationship, you naturally have to give gifts.
If you don’t send gifts, there’s no need for friendship.
Huang Dangdang did not hide it anymore.
A box slipped from his sleeve and was placed in front of Goethe.
"Here are two [Treasure Cards], which are my deposit. As long as Mr. Mo is willing to protect our family, I can find you some more. Of course, if you are not willing, these ones will also be given to you."
atmosphere!
Hu Yidao looked at Huang Dangdang in surprise.
This woman is amazing.
Whether it succeeds or not, I will give you something.
Men don't do things so efficiently.
Because, as a human being, you have to consider gains and losses.
Once you don't care about gains and losses...
horrible!
Watching Mr. Mo put away the box, Hu Yidao sighed in his heart.
He wanted to do that, too.
But I don’t have that kind of wealth.
"How many more?"
Goethe asked.
As for [Treasure Cards], the more the better.
"At least fifty."
Huang Dangdang said softly.
Hu Yidao, who had just sat down, jumped up again.
"so much?"
"Even if your father is the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai..."
Before he could finish his words, Hu Yidao shut up.
Because Huang Dangdang was staring at him with vicious eyes.
That look was so scary.
No!
Not scary!
It’s time to eat people!
Snap! Snap!
Hu Yidao slapped himself twice with his forehand and backhand.
"I'm too talkative!"
"I'm the one who talked too much!"
"You are a very generous man!"
Hu Yidao apologized while being humble.
Enough of the gesture .
A lot of things will be fine.
Huang Dangdang withdrew her gaze again and looked at Goethe's slightly surprised eyes.
"Are you wondering why my father is the Sword Immortal Li Qiubai, but I have these two ears?"
"Li Qiubai is a human being."
"My mother is Huang Xian'er."
Huang Dangdang explained.
hiss!
Goethe took a deep breath, and almost instantly, two words emerged in his mind.
Undead Knight, Ning Caichen.
The grassroots hero, Xu Xian.
What about Li Qiubai?
Fuck the yellow hero!
Another word popped up.
Finally, this word became a unique word: lsp.
Li Qiubai must be an lsp!
Otherwise, I would never be able to do this!
How can there be such a person, actually doing...
But how could such a person become a "Sword Immortal" and break through the void?
As your knowledge becomes broader.
Goethe knew well how difficult it was to break the void.
That is something that even the titled legend cannot do.
At least one more level is needed.
Goethe thought about it, but did not ask any further questions.
It is obvious that Huang Dangdang has no good feelings towards his father.
Although he is curious, he cares more about practical interests.
"Are these fifty [Treasure Cards] left to you by your father?"
Goethe asked.
Huang Dangdang shook his head and said——
“No, this is something my family collected ourselves.”
"My father left me the other fifty, which he kept in his so-called treasure."