The smoke bombs were blown all night long and did not 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 headed straight for the car.
When leaving, he also borrowed two horses from Lao Li.
Old Li was even happier.
Not only did he agree, he also picked out the two best horses in the shop.
With the departure of the two members of the Wang family, Lijiatun became completely quiet.
Besides buying New Year's goods, everyone just chatted.
The topic of the chat was naturally Goethe.
Some say that Goethe has great magical powers, some say that Goethe is an immortal who has descended to earth, and some say that Goethe is the mountain god of this land, otherwise he would not have been able to subdue the three foreign fairies .
In short, there are all kinds of opinions.
Goethe listened, smiled, and didn't take it seriously at all, and went about his own business.
A few days later, it was a rare sunny day.
Goethe found a sunny spot, moved a chair and half-leaned in it, while Li Changhai squatted beside him holding a basket.
The basket contains both roasted melon seeds and peanuts, as well as a lot of dried fruits.
There are a lot of melon seeds and peanuts because the New Year is coming soon and every household is preparing a lot.
Dried fruits are wild fruits picked from the forest and dried.
This thing is a rare thing in the middle of winter.
That is to say, the people in Lijiatun are all hunters and every family is wealthy, otherwise there would be no such thing at all.
It’s not that it can’t be done.
Even if we get it, we have to take it to the city to sell it.
With just this little bit, you can at least exchange it for two pounds of white flour, two heads of cabbage, and some pork to make a meal of dumplings.
Li Changhai squatted beside Goethe like a silly boy.
Without saying a word, he saw that Goethe had no food in his hands, so he grabbed a handful from the basket and handed it to him.
Is this silly boy really stupid?
Not stupid at all.
These days, Li Changhai has been paying attention to Goethe every day.
Li Changhai didn’t know anything else.
But he knew that Mr. Mo loved to eat.
I can’t say that I love to eat, I just seem a little... greedy.
Whenever I see something delicious, I want to put it in my mouth and taste it.
His father made tiger whip ginseng wine for Mr. Mo. According to the old people, it must be soaked for at least a hundred days before it can be drunk. But when he brought food to Mr. Mo the next day, he found that a small piece of the tiger whip ginseng wine was missing.
And then there is the grilled bear paw.
Four big bear paws, each one must weigh at least twenty pounds, right?
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 was eaten by Mr. Mo as a midnight snack, probably with tiger whip ginseng wine.
Others looked on and could only gasp in amazement.
Li Changhai looked at him and scratched his head and smiled foolishly.
The honest boy felt that Mr. Mo was more genuine now than before. Mr. Mo used to have a stern face and cold eyes, which looked scary. Sometimes he would say something out of the blue that made people feel cold.
It’s not like now, when I sit in a chair and bask in the sun, and chat with him from time to time.
"Changhai, what are you having for lunch?"
Goethe asked lazily.
"Sixth Aunt opened a can of persimmons and some freshly laid eggs. There's still plenty of wild boar meat, bear meat, and giant insect meat left over. Sixth Aunt is going to stew them. Fugui got up early and went to the city. He should be able to find some cucumbers for you. These are even rarer these days. Persimmon and egg noodles, stewed meat, and garlic cucumbers. Just thinking about it makes you savor it."
Li Changhai said.
Last night, he asked Mr. Mo if he wanted to change his taste as he had been eating too much meat these days. Mr. Mo nodded, and Li Changhai got ready.
Persimmons are easy to deal with. As soon as autumn comes, every household in Lijiatun washes all the bottles and cans, boils them in water, and uses them to store the persimmons.
Eggs are easier to deal with. Every household in Lijiatun raises chickens, and many families have stockpiled older eggs. However, in order to make Mr. Mo eat more comfortably, Li Changhai uses only freshly laid eggs.
Cucumbers are hard to find. The summer on the black soil is too short, and you can only find them during the hottest days. After that, you have to rely on large and wealthy farmers.
The wealthy families in the city all have their own vegetable cellars and special greenhouse vegetable gardens.
Li Changhai heard that even if they were in college, these big households could still eat all kinds of green vegetables by growing vegetables in greenhouses. He originally wanted to ask his father to get one for him. Later, when Old Li inquired about the price, he came back and beat him up, calling him a spendthrift. After only two days of good life, he didn't even know his last name.
Li Changhai didn't know the exact price, but judging from how hard his father beat him, it must be very expensive.
“Persimmon and egg noodles?”
Goethe was stunned for a moment, then he realized that this was tomato and egg noodles.
"Give me some more vinegar and oil for the chili."
"Okay."
"You stay here and rest. I'll go talk to Aunt Six."
Li Changhai put down the basket and ran towards the front of the village.
Goethe glanced at Li Changhai's back and sighed slightly.
Since Li Changhai served him like this, of course he knew what was going on.
Different from others.
The others changed their attitudes after he took action that day and killed the wild boar, tiger and black bear, but this silly boy was respectful to him from the beginning.
Why?
Want to learn skills.
After spending a few days together, Goethe discovered that Li Changhai was not a bad person and had no inappropriate thoughts. Although he looked simple, he was actually very wise. If he wanted to learn, he really didn't mind teaching Li Changhai something.
However, Li Changhai wanted to learn "Three Immortals Returning to the Cave", "Immortal Rope", and "Transplanting Flowers and Grafting Trees", and it would be even better if he could learn "Planting Pears".
Goethe knew none of these things.
Although he could quickly complete these things with his current [mind], [skills] and [physical], Goethe really had no time to think about them. He was thinking about [treasure cards] and new [careers] every day.
However, Goethe also kept it in mind.
He planned to help Li Changhai think about it once he had some progress on his own matter.
It's not easy for this honest boy. I treat him like a father.
This is human nature.
Goethe noted it.
In the recliner, Goethe changed his posture and began to think about the [treasure card] and the new [career] again.
Goethe has made some gains in these days.
The most direct one is [Bao Ka]!
Goethe has confirmed that [Bao Ka] is 'made by humans'.
It means literally.
And the familiar feeling of blood made Goethe confirm that the 'Mad King' used the blood of his 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 really understood the extent of his madness. With the appearance of the [Treasure Card], Goethe had a general impression.
This shocked Goethe greatly.
According to his careful study, the [Small Eye Covering Technique] and [Small Body Protection Technique] in his hands both have complete human context.
Simply put, each [treasure card] should be a compressed "person".
At least, the two he had were.
What about the earlier numbers?
It may be better to use talent.
It is also possible that there are more people.
Not to mention how painful it was for the compressed 'people', just the 360 ​​[Treasure Cards] meant that at least 360 descendants were killed by the 'Mad King' himself.
The 'Mad King' killed at least three hundred and sixty of his descendants!
Goethe was shocked and full of vigilance.
It's very simple. The 'Mad King' has killed so many descendants, so killing two more won't matter.
And he just happens to be the descendant of the 'Mad King'.
That……
Some of the notes left by the 'Mad King' cannot be fully trusted.
For example: The information on the [Warrior] legend left by the 'Levin Islands'.
It's probably a trap, right?
Goethe was a little unsure, but he didn't plan to go again.
Even if there were no traps set by the Mad King, that place would still be watched by the Witch, which was really dangerous.
Goethe had no intention of taking any risk.
At least, not now.
He is still far from being perfect now.
Thinking in his heart, Goethe put his hands into his sleeves to cover them, clenched his left little finger with his right hand, and then broke it with force.
Card bar!
Goethe himself broke off the little finger of his left hand.
Holding this little finger, Goethe's mind flashed with the veins of the [Treasure Card], and he began to carefully carve it with the "power of qi and blood".
Bang!
A crisp sound appeared after the carving was completed.
In an instant, a brand new blank card appeared in Goethe's hand.
This is the third one in a few days.
Except for the first failure, Goethe succeeded every time.
Possessing the superhuman talent of [Golden Human. Alienation], Goethe is far superior to any other genius.
Put the empty card into the space ring.
Two [Treasure Cards]: [Small Blindness Spell] and [Small Body Protection Spell] appeared in his hand.
Immediately, vitality poured into Goethe's wound.
I saw the disappeared little finger grow out quickly.
White and tender, as if newly born.
The vitality in [Small Blindness Spell] and [Small Body Protection Spell] was completely exhausted.
Unlike the 'Mad King' who relied on the blood of his descendants to create [Treasure Cards], Goethe used his own fingers to create [Treasure Cards], which was more in line with the original, and this was impossible.
Even some regenerating monsters find it difficult to do so.
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 much life, enough for Goethe to use them with confidence.
Of course, it was only vitality, the 'power' within it, which Goethe did not use at all.
However, I did watch it.
After discovering the existence of the [Power Crystal], Goethe 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 is different from [Bao Ka].
[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 [profession] requires [heart]!
The imprint of the [heart] can become the initial [career].
And why do those who choose this [profession] need to go through the 'full ceremony' afterwards?
It is to make oneself as close as possible to the [heart] of the one who originally created the [profession]!
Only when your [heart] is in harmony can you complete the 'baptism' and finally get a job in [profession]!
So here comes the question!
I want to create a completely new [career].
How is his heart imprinted?
No results.
Goethe has been thinking about it every day these days, but to no avail.
He summarized all the mystical knowledge he had learned, the notes and books he had read, but still found nothing. In fact, apart from the notes of the 'Mad King', he did not even find a single word about [Profession].
This is a difficult situation.
It truly is something from nothing.
After thinking about it for two days, Goethe decided to put it aside for the time being and prepare to complete the first part of the plan: making the [Treasure Card].
Although he had three empty [Treasure Cards], these three empty [Treasure Cards] could not hold his true power - he needed to hold a larger [Treasure Card].
In other words, it is not enough to use only one finger to make a [Treasure Card].
Gotta need more.
In order to avoid being missing parts, Goethe had to find more vitality in the [Treasure Card].
Fortunately, something happened again: there were enough [Treasure Cards] in the secret realm before us.
"In a sense, the 'Mad King' is really a good man."
Feeling the happiness of "those who plant trees will enjoy the shade", Goethe could not help stretching. He had heard the sound of horse hooves, and as early as in the vision of the [Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe saw Li Fugui riding back, and Old Wang and the eldest daughter of the Wang family behind him.
It's different from when he left, when he just hired a car.
Although Old Wang and the eldest daughter of the Wang family also rode in a carriage when they returned this time, they were followed 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 across his shoulder.
He assembled such a team in less than five days, which shows that Lao Wang is extremely capable.
Of course, the Wang family is also very powerful.
As long as the roots are there, there will be no problem.
It seems precarious, but in fact it is as stable as a rock.
"Brother, cucumber."
Li Fugui handed the bag to Li Changhai while making faces.
They are brothers, and they really understand each other.
Li Changhai knew the general idea at a glance: the Wang family came to ask Mr. Mo to come.
I don't know what he's asking for, but there must be something wrong.
"Go give the cucumbers to Aunt Six, and remember to give the roasted tobacco leaves to Dad."
The tobacco leaves had already been taken to Lao Li.
At this time, Li Fugui should be asked to notify people.
"Okay."
Li Fugui led the horse, said hello to Lao Wang and walked towards the village.
Li Changhai walked in while chatting with Lao Wang.
"Uncle Li, this is fine."
"It's only been a few days, and the team has been reorganized."
Li Changhai looked naive and envious.
Lao Li has more men under him than this, but the long and short firearms are not enough. Basically, he can only guarantee one firearm per person at most. It is rare to see one person with two or three guns.
"Mr. Tomoe, Mr. Tomoe."
Lao Wang kept saying this.
This is not modesty.
But it was really thanks to Godelford.
The news that the Wang family in Chengli had an ungrateful person who colluded with foreign fairies and the evil Taoist priests spread widely a few days ago, and soon after that, the rumor spread that "the master of the Wang family had a backup plan before he died, and once he used the backup plan, the ungrateful person, the foreign fairy and the evil Taoist priests were all killed."
The latter rumor was just something Lao Wang spread in response to the situation.
He also didn't want to do this without Mr. Mo's consent.
There is really no other way.
The Wang family is powerful in the city, but the city is not just made up of the Wang family.
Many people are staring at it.
If you show the slightest weakness or flaw, you will be bitten hard.
Even the family may be broken up and the people may die.
Those people are no worse than Wang Tianyou, the ungrateful wolf.
Lao Wang knows all too well the methods involved.
So, he acted first and reported later.
Since you have done it, you have to accept the punishment.
After all, he is a person that even Uncle Liu has to call grandpa.
Helping his young lady down, Lao Wang walked behind, holding two boxes.
One box is small and the other is large.
The smaller one, like a jewelry box, was placed on top of the larger one.
The big one is long and square, big enough for a child to fit in .
"Changhai, tell your father first that Uncle Wang has an urgent matter to attend to Mr. Mo, and we will catch up with him later."
Having said this, Old Wang took Miss Wang and walked towards the back of the village.
Li Changhai wanted to stop him but it was difficult to do so.
Old Wang knew exactly what Li Changhai wanted to do.
They are all people who are more cunning than monkeys, how could they not know?
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 headed straight to the back of the village.
I saw Goethe basking in the sun from a distance.
Lao Wang immediately quickened his pace, almost jogging.
The eldest daughter of the Wang family followed closely behind.
"Wang Changfeng, I apologize to you."
"Wang Xiaofeng, I apologize to you."
Old Wang and Miss Wang respectfully placed the two boxes in front of Goethe and said in unison.
Goethe opened his eyes a little.
He knew exactly what was happening in the city.
Since you didn't stop it, that means you don't mind.
In Goethe's view, the Wang family was not only the object of his transactions, but he also needed to rely on the Wang family for some subsequent matters.
Although there are many people in Lijiatun, the Wang family has a complete information channel and its own caravan, especially the latter, which is even more valuable.
There was no Internet or telephones back then.
Travel basically depends on walking.
Communication must be done through letters.
The better ones are riding horses and sending messages by carrier pigeons.
It is very difficult to get some information because most people have never left their own little piece of land.
People like Lao Li are already rare.
Want to take it one step further?
Too difficult.
Although Goethe was not in a hurry this time, he could not waste time.
So, the ready-made Wang family is just right.
However, we still have to strike when we need to.
"Just this once."
Goethe said calmly.
Old Wang was overjoyed, he had prepared everything. As long as Mr. Mo blamed him, he would apologize by committing suicide and try his best to save his eldest daughter. He didn't expect that Mr. Mo didn't blame him.
Of course, Lao Wang also took note of the reminder.
Just this once!
"Thank you for your generosity! Thank you for your generosity!"
As Lao Wang spoke, he waved to the people around him.
Immediately, the accompanying bodyguards dispersed.
Li Changhai looked at Mr. Mo and found that Mr. Mo didn't say anything, so he squatted aside with a chuckle. When he found that Mr. Mo didn't say anything yet, he raised his hand to take the dried fruits in the basket, and then, Goethe gently slapped the back of his hand.
It was a little painful, but Li Changhai smiled even more happily.
What is this?
This is how elders love people.
Completely different from outsiders.
Li Changhai looked at Lao Wang's envious eyes and felt so proud that he wanted to roar.
"This is what I promised you."
"This is to make amends."
Lao Wang pointed to the small box first, then to the big box.
"Um."
Goethe nodded, and inside the small box was a [Treasure Card].
And in the big box?
Goethe's extraordinary sense of money enabled him to figure out whether the fish were large or small yellow croakers.
Seeing Goethe accept the things, Lao Wang was completely relieved and lowered his voice and said -
"Mr. Mo, do you know the 'Path to Immortality'?"