Calamity Crown

At that moment, the father knew what to do.

"There's only one thing left!"

The father whispered to himself, looking in the direction of the door.

The door is open.

He could clearly see Goethe standing at the door.

Similarly, Goethe could also see the gray-haired and wrinkled Joe Keyer sitting on the sofa.

The last time we met, although the other party was sloppy, he was a healthy middle-aged man.

And now?

It is the appearance of a pair of doom.

"I wanted to see you in a better state."

"But the current body..."

"It's very difficult to do something like that."

Qiao Keyiner showed a wry smile, and then invited Goethe to come and sit down.

In front of the father stood a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

Trembling, Joe Keyiner poured wine for himself and Goethe.

During the whole process, most of the wine was spilled.

But neither Goethe nor Joe Keyiner cared.

"Feel sorry."

As Joe Keyiner said, he picked up the wine glass. In order not to spill more wine, he leaned forward and let his mouth move towards it, but even so, the wine still couldn't stop dripping on the floor superior.

"Cough, cough, cough."

After drinking the strong alcohol, the father began to cough violently.

Then, there was a big gasp.

It's like a broken blower.

After more than ten seconds, it stopped.

An unnatural blush appeared on the father's face. He picked up the book that had been placed beside him and handed it to Goethe.

"This is the 'bait' given to me by the guy who took the initiative to find me."

"And the guy who was killed by you, the way he gained power is also on it-although I don't want to say that, but that guy really looks like a fool."

"However, the guy standing behind him, you have to be careful."

"That guy is very cautious. I have never seen his real face. His voice should be that of a man, but he does not rule out disguise, but one thing I can be sure of is that he is testing you and looking for your weaknesses."

The father spoke very quickly.

After speaking, he supported the armrest of the sofa with his hands and stood up.

"It's really troublesome for you."

"This book and the news just now can be regarded as compensation."

"And the promise I made to you before, including this house, is also considered compensation."

The father walked behind the sofa while talking.

There is a coffin there.

The coffin containing little Keyill.

The father reached out to touch the coffin, took a deep breath, turned his head, and smiled at Goethe.

"Thank you."

After the words of thanks, the father's face quickly turned gray.

He knelt down slowly, lying quietly on the coffin, gradually losing his breath.

Tiny vines spread out from the father's body, wrapping the father and the coffin like cicada chrysalis, and then slid straight down towards the hole dug long ago.

The mud surged.

The ground trembled slightly.

After ten seconds, everything returned to normal.

In the empty room, only Goethe was left sitting there.

He looked at the wine glass in front of him.

The next moment, he picked up the wine glass in front of him.

All in one drink.

Holding the book, Goethe turned and left.

This place does not belong to him.

Forever belonged to Ke Yiner and his son.

door.

creak.

closed.

……

A week later.

Inside the Institute of Folklore.

"It is reported that Geite, Jenny and Ayman who were rescued a week ago suddenly suffered from a strange illness and have been sent to the hospital for treatment, but the treatment effect is not optimistic. The patients are not only suffering great pain, but their lives are in danger!"

On TV, the host broadcasts the news.

"Hmph, these three guys deserve it!"

Math teacher Judy raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly.

A week ago, after the second video was broadcast, most people in Star City hated the three of them as much as the math teacher.

After all, no one can accept a guy who beats someone to death because he can't force Fei Yezi to succeed.

"Why did such a guy get an acceptance letter from a university?"

"Who wrote their letters of recommendation?"

"I want to apply for a review by the Board of Education!"

Teacher Judy said indignantly.

"The usual disguise will be completely exposed because of jealousy."

"In their eyes, Little Keyill is too good."

"So good that they can't wait to destroy each other."

Goethe on the side remained calm.

Where there is light, there is shadow.

The brighter the light, the deeper the shadows.

Especially when a certain aspect of human nature is exposed, it is completely like the sun and cannot be looked directly at.

Teacher Judy looked at Goethe and blinked.

It seemed a little surprised that Goethe was able to say such words.

The math teacher sighed.

"If only you could have such a deep understanding of mathematics."

As he said that, the math teacher took out the test paper of the last separate test.

Marked with a red pen above: 6 points.

Out of 100.

"Why are all the questions wrong except the first multiple-choice question?!"

"You clearly promised me to study hard!"

Teacher Zhu Di couldn't help raising her tone.

Goethe smiled wryly—although he studied hard this week, but... he didn't learn it!

As a last resort, he also used divination methods.

But who would have thought that mathematics and even divination can't handle it!

The first question is not counted, he will answer that question and get C.

For the following questions, the divination was all wrong.

"I will study harder!"

Goethe promised Teacher Zhu Di.

After swearing and swearing to use all of them, Teacher Zhu Di calmed down and started to explain the exercises for Goethe.

After two hours, the lecture was over.

Goethe woke up immediately, got up quickly, took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and handed it to the math teacher.

"Goethe, why did you suddenly buy so many things?"

Pointing to the extra TVs, air conditioners, refrigerators, microwave ovens and other home appliances in the 'Folk Customs Research Institute', the math teacher looked at Goethe suspiciously.

"I'm a 'folklorist', and if I help people solve some problems, the pay is pretty good."

"As you know, recently I have gained quite a reputation, and more people come to me to solve problems."

Goethe explained.

In fact, on the second day of that incident, a lawyer entrusted by Joe Keyer handed over all the properties under Joe Keyer's name to Goethe.

After paying the necessary taxes, Goethe entrusted the lawyer to use part of the money to set up a fund to repair and maintain the house where Joe Keyiner and Keyiner Jr. 'lived'.

The remaining part of the money is used to buy 'news' related to George.

The last small part, although not too much, is enough to improve life.

"That's right!"

"However, study first."

"'Folklorist' is still... a little too dangerous."

Teacher Judy exhorted.

The mathematics teacher had heard a lot about Goethe being a 'folklorist'.

Except that in the second video tape, that poor Mr. Joe Keyiner mentioned that it was the "folklorist" Goethe's divination, who let him know the truth of the matter, there are many rumors about Goethe recently .

Divination to find objects and people.

Deal with some troubles that ordinary people can't do anything about.

However, the most curious thing is 'Hachi-sama'.

"Goethe, how did you deal with Hachisha-sama?"

"I heard that she is terrifyingly tall, and anyone who sees her will be confused, and then die!"

The math teacher looked at his students curiously.

"Strong will."

"High fighting spirit."

"Strong body."

Goethe sat up straight, talking about the facts as if reminiscing and savoring.