Calamity Crown

The beggar who was squatting in the corner, the one who was walking on the road, the one who peddled medicine candy, and several others who walked together, as if they had made an agreement, they all began to vomit blood.

That scene was like a small fountain.

It's really like putting a pot of fire in the lobby, and the house is full of excitement.

The people around took several steps back in fright.

Only when those people stop vomiting blood, will they come over to ask about something good.

"Man, are you on fire?"

Don't ask, just by hearing this accent, you know it's from the imperial capital.

It's bad enough to ask this question.

Who can vomit blood like this when they get angry.

The person who was asked didn't pay any attention to the guy, wiped off the blood, and ran away with his head down.

All people who vomit blood look like this.

No one dared to follow Goethe any more.

Everyone knew well that this Mr. Mo was "respectful first and then soldiers".

Goethe felt the movement behind him, and let the [Inferior Blood Raven Spirit] follow up again.

Last night, hanging people's heads.

This morning, the Fountain of Blood.

After going back and forth, he has mastered almost all the hidden places in Haimen.

It's not yet clear who is who.

But with [Spirit of Lesser Blood Crow], it will be a matter of time to figure it out.

"Haimen should be called 'Nine Rivers at the bottom of the river' and 'Rivers and seas are about to rush'. There are quite a lot of 'foreign people'."

Goethe pondered in his heart.

When he was in Fengcheng, Goethe also met some 'foreigners'.

However, most of these 'foreigners' are related to the Xian family.

Mainly the 'Hu family'.

There are some fairy families left, and Goethe is only in a hurry.

After it's over, there are very few people who run the single gang.

"But Shanhaiguan?"

"But Shanhaiguan."

"It's really limited to Shanhaiguan, the outside is given to the Xian family, and the inside is given to other 'foreigners'."

According to what he saw and heard, Goethe concluded.

Of course, this is not entirely true.

But mostly true.

Thinking from the bottom of his heart, Goethe came to a courtyard with twists and turns.

Here is where the master of the 'Longevity Tao' he calculated.

It can be seen that this courtyard was once glorious, the front of the gate is covered with bluestone roads, the lintel is even taller, and the stone lions in front of the gate are also majestic and majestic, but now the area in front of the gate is fairly clean, and the rest of the land is Not to mention the overgrown weeds, many tiles on the courtyard wall were broken, and the farther they were from the gate, the more thoroughly they were broken, and many of them became bare.

And the word "Zhang Mansion" on the gate has long since faded.

The door was open, and when Goethe stood in front of the door, there happened to be two people walking out.

One old and one middle-aged, two men.

You can tell that you are rich just by the way you dress.

The two sighed as they walked out.

"Hey, the young master of this family is already capable of selling things, and he has become a master. He will definitely not be able to deal with him in the future."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh as he walked.

The old man nodded and agreed.

"The whole of Haimen knows that the young master of the Zhang family is a 'prodigal son', and his only ability is to 'sell property', but who knows that he has been selling it for almost ten years, but he can't sell it all. He always thinks that the Zhang family has a strong foundation and resists manufacturing. , but who knows that they really have the ability to buy low and sell high for us, playing us for fools."

Saying that, the old man also sighed.

"We can't blame anyone else."

"It's all my own greed."

"Yeah, blame yourself, don't blame others, antique business, buy it and leave it, if you don't have the ability, it's an eye-catching product."

The middle-aged man also nodded.

While talking, the two passed by Goethe.

The middle-aged man walked straight away angrily, while the old man stopped for a while.

"This gentleman also came to look for the young master of the Zhang family?"

"If you're buying something, be careful."

"The water is a bit deep."

The old man reminded him kindly, and Goethe immediately clasped his fists.

"Thank you for reminding me."

The old man waved his hand and left directly.

Goethe walked towards the Zhang family.

In his field of vision, a young man has already appeared.

In the cold spring, holding a stove, red lips and white teeth, face like a crown of jade, eyes slightly squinted, hiding the light, no matter who looks at him, this is a tall and handsome young man from a rich family.

And those who know this person will affirm your guess.

Of course, with a trace of regret and disdain.

Everyone will tell you how rich the Zhang family was ten years ago, it can be called a rich country.

Then, the young master of the Zhang family was so unfortunate that he was targeted by the Tao of Longevity.

Even if Second Master Zhang tried his best to save his son.

But the young master of the Zhang family is also useless.

Not to mention ignorant.

But also has no ability.

He just grew a good-looking skin, and his only skill is 'prodigal'.

The huge Zhang family has been completely defeated in seven or eight years since Second Master Zhang died. The shops in Haimen, the big boats on the wharf, and the properties in the imperial capital have all disappeared.

The servants were all dismissed.

Only one old servant remained.

But after the old servant passed away three years ago, there was only the old lady who cooked all the year round. After the old lady left the Zhang family because of her age, it was really empty.

As for the young master of the Zhang family, his food depends entirely on outsiders.

In the beginning, the food was delivered from Shilin.

Sent by two guys.

Later, became a buddy.

Later, the restaurant was changed.

Immediately afterwards, the young master of the Zhang family began to sell his ancestral property again. This time, it was not some cheap goods, but clothes and bedding.

Everyone knows that the Zhang family is truly in ruins.

Wait until the young master of the Zhang family sells the ancestral house.

The Zhang family also disappeared in Haimen.

Since then, this character has disappeared.

What's left?

Talk after dinner.

At most, it is to sigh at the end, whether the young master of the Zhang family is alive or dead at this time.

It must also be that kind of compassionate.

Otherwise, you will not be able to show your benevolence and righteousness.

But if you really ask him to help the young master of the Zhang family, you will have to put on a straight face immediately.

Moreover, it is plausible.

'That prodigal thing, the Zhang family's gold and silver are all lost, how can my three melons and two dates be enough? '

Everyone pities the young master of the Zhang family, and no one will help the young master of the Zhang family.

And does the young master of the Zhang family need it?

Not required.

Goethe was sure of this.

This one in front of me?

Play as a pig and eat a tiger!

No matter what the outside world says or evaluates, this is the master of the 'Longevity Tao'!

This matter cannot be faked!

Not just his divination.

There is also the stalking of [Spirit of the Blood Raven].

They all told Goethe this fact.

"Ugh."

Looking at Goethe who came in, the young master of the Zhang family who was holding a white hand stove like porcelain sighed, unprecedented sorrow appeared on that handsome face, as if he had eaten two taels of yellow lotus.

"Into the house to talk?"

The young master of the Zhang family asked.

Goethe shook his head.

"There are nineteen traps in your room, there are countless crossbow bolts and traps, and there are countless plum blossom nails, and there is also a pocket net. I dare not go in."

The face of the young master of the Zhang family became even more bitter.

"Then go to the pavilion and talk?"

"Don't go."

"The wind is strong, and it is also poisonous. It eats bones and flesh, and breaks people's souls."

Goethe shook his head again.

The young master of the Zhang family looked bitter again.

"How about that?"

"Just here, stand and talk."

Goethe smiled as usual.

Half a night, plus one morning, is enough for him to use the [Spirit of the Blood Crow] to scout the entire Zhang family's ancestral house.

From the outside, Zhang Jiazu's house is dilapidated and in decline.

Most of the rooms inside are similar.