What is the most important thing in fishing?
patience?
Yes, but not entirely.
You'll also need: Bait.
A good bait can help you get twice the result with half the effort.
That's what witches do.
At the beginning, Goethe was confused by the afterimage of Modeus's projection. He wondered why the other party was so weak and why he appeared here.
But during these eighteen years of repeated reinforcement, Goethe gradually understood.
The other party is the bait!
Who to fish for?
Mad King!
In other words, everything related to the Mad King.
For example: some kind of descendant.
They could be blood descendants, or they could be called "descendants" who have inherited the estate.
In short, once we kill the afterimage of Modeus' projection here.
Then you will really be caught.
If Goethe had not mastered the river of time, he really would not have taken action.
Face unknown enemies.
Caution comes first.
Goethe silently recalled the feeling when "the gaze was cast upon him" just now.
I got goosebumps.
powerful!
In his current state, there is a high probability that he is no match for his opponent.
"Oh, this is really troublesome."
What kind of trouble is real trouble?
The kind that can't be avoided.
Goethe carefully controlled his speed as he headed towards Lijiatun.
He didn't dare go too fast.
He was afraid of shattering the world in front of him.
When he completed his eighth [Career] cycle, that is, the eighth career turn, Goethe had a feeling that he could break the shackles of this world with one punch with all his strength. He suppressed his strength and gritted his teeth to refuse to leave.
His heart told him.
Can't leave.
It's not enough.
He believes in his heart.
So, he began to disperse his power.
You know, he's not alone.
He also has the [Blood God Son] which is composed of seven negative emotions.
Hunger, laughter, greed, madness, murderous intent, evil, mercy.
Why do you say compassion is also considered a negative emotion?
Because Goethe's mercy was a bit too much.
Always makes him soft-hearted when it is unnecessary.
What to do in the end times?
Goethe wanted to do the same, but being the compassionate him, he was still himself and he couldn't do it.
Unless he doesn't want to live anymore.
So, the power is still equally divided.
That was sixteen years ago.
Now?
After dividing again and again, his seven negative emotions reached the extreme.
And him?
He even felt that the world in front of him was like an egg in his eyes.
It breaks at the slightest touch.
Therefore, he needs to be extra careful.
So much so that when he returned to Lijiatun, it was already midnight on New Year's Eve.
At the entrance of Lijiatun, two big red lanterns are hung high.
A figure stood under the light.
It's the Empress of Daqian, Zhao Dingsi
Eighteen years have passed, and Zhao Dingsi's appearance has not changed.
No!
It should be younger.
Her face looked as bright as that of a sixteen-year-old girl, especially her eyes, which lit up when she saw Goethe coming back. Then her eyes became curved, and the snow on her velvet cloak was shaken off by her cheerful steps, and there was laughter and coquettishness.
"I thought it was an accident."
Zhao Dingsi went straight to Goethe's side.
Anyone who sees this scene will be shocked.
Because everyone knew that Queen Zhao Dingsi would never allow anyone to get close to her, let alone a man holding her arm.
But if you know that this man is Mo Shengyi, it seems reasonable.
After all, everyone knows that the Queen's adopted son also has the surname Mo.
"Your power is somewhat out of control."
"Broken Void... You can go outside and take a look."
Goethe said something else.
At the same time, he pointed at Zhao Dingsi's arm which was holding his arm.
Between the two people's arms, the void was shaking like ripples.
This made Zhao Dingsi smile unhappily.
"snort."
"Who scared me for no reason and said it was dangerous outside?"
"I will at least have to reach your level before I leave Daqian, otherwise... I would rather continue like this.
You have only seven clones, but me?
Hundreds of them could be made.”
Zhao Dingsi raised his head proudly.
Goethe did not argue on this issue, even though he knew very well that his seven clones with negative emotions were different from Zhao Dingsi's hundreds of clones. The latter were too different. Except for the five secondary personalities that could inherit no more than 70% of the original body's power, the remaining fragmented personalities could only inherit 10% to 30%, depending mainly on the completeness of the personality.
However, let's talk about this kind of thing at this time.
It's not necessary.
Zhao Dingsi knew it himself.
So, the next moment, he took the initiative to change the subject.
"All resolved?"
"Well, mostly."
Goethe nodded.
After nearly twenty years of getting along, Goethe had a lot to say to Zhao Dingsi, who could be called a friend.
"Tsk, it's really dangerous."
"Aren't you going to accumulate more strength?"
Zhao Dingsi asked.
Even though she was reluctant in her heart, she couldn't say the words to keep him.
who is she?
She is Zhao Dingsi.
"Look."
Goethe said nothing else, but just raised the arm that he and Zhao Dingsi were holding.
I saw tiny cracks appearing under the original ripples.
Darkness filled behind the cracks.
It contains a sense of endless destruction.
"In two days, even if I don't move, this world will be torn apart by me, just like... a chick breaking out of its shell."
Goethe used a metaphor.
"Chicken?"
Zhao Dingsi frowned when faced with this analogy.
She didn't like that metaphor.
Little Chicken...
Too weak.
At least, it has to be a phoenix.
She wants to be a phoenix.
However, at this moment she was more concerned about the time mentioned by Goethe.
"In two days, is that really two days?"
“Two days, really.”
Goethe answered in the affirmative.
After that, Zhao Dingsi stopped talking.
The two walked side by side in the falling snow, with the sound of firecrackers ringing continuously. Goethe took out the red envelopes he had prepared long ago and distributed them to the children in the village one by one. Xiao Liuzi's son Xiao Xiao Liuzi got the biggest one: three copper coins.
Li Fugui's son was worth two copper coins.
Why?
Because Li Fugui has six sons.
And, there will be a seventh one soon.
But Li Fugui wanted a daughter.
Old Li doesn't care. He already has six grandsons and the seventh one. It would be nice to have a granddaughter too.
The only person that Lao Li kept mentioning was the eldest brother Li Changhai.
Running around all year round with the old blind man, the young master of the Zhang family, and Xia Yunfei.
The four of them became famous more than ten years ago.
Three Heroes Sword.
The three heroes are Li Changhai, the old blind man, and the young master of the Zhang family.
The sword belongs to Xia Yunfei.
Until now, Li Changhai has not married.
In Li Changhai's words, there is his younger brother.
He is a born playboy.
Then, he was beaten again by Lao Li.
He still beat the soles of his shoes to death.
Even though Mr. Li is old, the more he beats his son, the healthier he gets.
"That godmother tree of Lao Li is quite interesting."
Zhao Dingsi imitated Goethe's tone.
"You really treat Old Li as your son. Didn't you see the tender buds on the backs of the hands of Li Fugui's six sons? They look like birthmarks, don't you?"
"That's a trace of true spirit left by the godmother tree, worried that its six great-grandchildren were harmed."
Goethe explained.
"Huh, you are the only one with a sharp eye, then why don't you look at me?"
"Can't you see anything?"
Zhao Dingsi asked.
“I see.”
Goethe said with a smile.
Zhao Dingsi's heart tightened, and then he looked at Goethe with expectation.
"What did you see?"
"Have you gained weight recently?"
"I heard that your new chef is quite skilled?"
Goethe asked with a grin.
Zhao Dingsi's face immediately darkened.
But then, things returned to normal.
Why are you so generous?
Generous?
This is not magnanimity.
But I'm used to it.
Just as you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, you can never make a scumbag face his responsibilities.
"Oh, you dog man."
Zhao Dingsi sneered.
Afterwards, it became graceful and noble again.
There’s no way, Huang Dangdang and Wang Xiaofeng are waiting there.
It was still Lao Li's home. There was a table of food in the side room, and Huang Dangdang and Wang Xiaofeng were waiting there.
The two of them, like Zhao Dingsi, seem to have never aged.
Huang Dangdang's ears have been completely hidden, but he has three more tails.
This was the result after Huang Dangdang's mother recovered her original form and took out the inner elixir of a thousand-year-old fox demon from the Huang family's collection and gave it to her to take.
By the way, Goethe gave Huang Dangdang a killing stone.
Let her digest it more thoroughly.
Wang Xiaofeng, however, had an extra circle of scales on her wrist.
Not snake scales.
But a dragon.
Fifteen years ago, after Goethe divided the secret medicine stored in [Snake Transformed into Dragon] into two and gave them to Liu Xian'er and Wang Xiaofeng, Wang Xiaofeng underwent this change. At first, most of his body was filled with it, but now it has been almost digested.
Liu Xian'er has grown horns.
Wang Xiaofeng also has a trace of true dragon blood.
"Mr. Mo."
Eighteen years have passed, and the name Wang Xiaofeng remains unchanged.
Huang Dangdang grabbed Goethe's other shoulder without any hesitation and glared at Zhao Dingsi.
Zhao Dingsi ignored Huang Dangdang.
Goethe left in two days.
Otherwise, she would have to buy a scarf.
Huang Dangdang is so smart.
I noticed something was wrong at first glance.
Then, I guessed something.
Looking at Huang Dangdang's expression, Wang Xiaofeng also guessed it.
The eldest daughter of the Wang family gently pulled out a stool and smiled at Goethe.
“I made dumplings.”
“I made dumplings, too.”
"And me."
The three of them spoke in unison.
Goethe ate with a smile on his face.
Dumplings.
tasty.
Dip in vinegar and mashed garlic.
A bowl of dumpling soup is even more comfortable.
Not to mention, there is a table full of dishes.
Goethe still liked the big pork elbow with skin.
First, use cold water, add onion, ginger and garlic to boil out the blood foam, scoop it out, drain it, and fry it directly in a pan until the skin is golden brown, then put it back into the pot, add water and ingredients to stew.
Goethe's favorite ingredients are mushrooms and quail eggs.
When the dish is almost ready, add a handful of stir-fried garlic sprouts.
Today's pork elbow was stewed by Aunt Liu.
Thanks to Zhao Dingsi, men, women and children in Lijiatun all practiced the basic exercises of Qingyuan Mountain.
It’s just basic kung fu.
There is no danger in learning and practicing.
In addition, Zhao Dingsi always brought a lot of elixirs every time he came.
The men, women, young and old in Lijiatun are all in good health.
Especially Aunt Six, who was able to kill wolves with her bare hands, now had to exert a force of thousands of pounds with just a swing of her arms.
In the words of Zhao Dingsi, if this were put on the battlefield, he would be a brave general who could defeat ten thousand men. If he practiced more offensive techniques and wore three layers of heavy armor, he would be the overlord of the world.
It’s a pity that Aunt Liu has no interest in the battlefield.
She just hopes that her family will be safe and sound.
I hope the whole village will be harmonious and happy.
I hope Mr. Mo can eat more of the food she cooks.
"Where's Li Changhai?"
Goethe asked.
The three heroes and swordsmen also come back every year during the Chinese New Year. However, unlike Goethe who is always on time, the four of them are always delayed due to trivial matters. Sometimes it is because Li Changhai sees injustice, sometimes it is because Zhang Deshou sees injustice, and sometimes it is because Xia Yunfei is impulsive.
Old blind man?
Being blind, one cannot see injustice.
Therefore, it is customary to cut the weeds at their roots.
"Something happened on South Road, so the four of them went there."
"I estimate he will be back on the 7th or 8th."
Zhao Dingsi said.
"South Road?"
Goethe looked at Zhao Dingsi in surprise.
If someone says this, something must have gone wrong officially.
Zhao Dingsi picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"After a while, some people forget."
Zhao Dingsi narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
Goethe nodded.
People are all forgetful.
After a while, everything will be forgotten.
"So what are you going to do?"
"Or the whole family will be executed?"
Goethe asked curiously.
He has always been interested in Zhao Dingsi's methods of punishing those people.
This woman's cruelty was fully demonstrated at this time.
Why are you interested?
Because he also needs to face a group of women.
They are a group of women who are much more cruel than Zhao Dingsi.
We must be on guard and also need to learn.
"The whole family was executed?"
“It’s too cheap for them.”
"I plan to skin the main culprit and fill it with straw."
"What about the rest of the people?"
"The second most evil person will skin the first most evil person and fill it with grass. The third most evil person will skin the second most evil person and fill it with grass. Everyone must watch until there is only one person left. I want him to take care of the things that have been skinned and filled with grass every day."
Zhao Dingsi said slowly.
Goethe gave a thumbs-up.
high!
This is worse than being killed!
It's better to die than to live!
Moreover, it can also warn the world.
As long as I look at this person whose life is worse than death, I can remember him.
"When water is too clear, there are no fish!"
Huang Dangdang said something.
"So, I have a limit here. As long as it does not exceed this limit, I will not care. If it exceeds... I will let those who dare to cross the line understand what it means to be unable to live or die!"
Zhao Dingsi's expression and tone remained unchanged.
Huang Dangdang stopped talking.
As an ordinary girl, wouldn't she feel really uncomfortable saying these things to Zhao Dingsi?
After that, it all became idle chat at the dinner table.
A year of fun.
There is still another year of trivialities.
The same thing happened for the next two days.
Until the dawn of two days later——
Goethe waved to the three of them.
However, he did not choose to return this time.
because……
He did not complete the main mission.
The current number one in the world is Zhao Dingsi.
Once you have enough strength, there will be a better way.
He didn't need to go to so much trouble.
Goethe raised his hand, easily tore open a gap, and went straight in.
Disappeared.