Calamity Crown

Really headless!

Evil!

The young master of the Zhang family's hairs stood on end, the man took another step forward at this time, as if he was going to grab the young master of the Zhang family.

How could Zhang Deshou let this thing be pulled?

Who knows if there is another word for this thing.

Just in case something happens.

Zhang Deshou kicked his feet on the ground, and he jumped up from the ground, like a carp jumping out of the water, fast and dexterous, and his back stuck to the wall without any fancy.

It went up, but it didn't fall down.

Moreover, it can also roam flexibly.

'Gecko Swimming on the Wall'!

Like 'Carp Jumping', this 'Gecko Swimming Wall Kung Fu' was bought and learned by the young master of the Zhang family from an old martial artist in a certain trade at a huge price.

That old martial artist was quite famous back then.

It is a pity that his wife and children were killed by the enemy.

Even if he got his revenge in the end, his anger was gone.

Especially when you are old, the roots of the disease and hidden wounds left by you when you were young will all explode.

Coincidentally, Zhang Deshou met him.

At that time, Zhang Deshou had already earned the reputation of a "prodigal son" and didn't care about money. Seeing that the old martial artist was pitiful, he scattered a lot of money to heal the old martial artist's wounds. A handful of silver.

The veteran martial artist had nothing to repay, he could only hand over his abilities to Zhang Deshou.

'Carp Jumping', 'Gecko Swimming on the Wall', 'Cracking the Palm' and one-handed darts.

With his back against the wall, Zhang Deshou quickly walked around the room, and he could see the master more clearly.

Right in the middle of the cavity where the head should have been, it was sliced ​​neatly, and the flesh and blood could be clearly seen.

It's evil!

Now Zhang Deshou didn't hesitate, he raised his hand to wipe behind him.

A small skin pouch appeared in his hand.

Where is the skin hidden?

This is the unique skill of darts.

Before the dart was taken out, no one knew where to hide it, anyway, it was there by raising one's hand behind the back.

Zhang Deshou shook his hand, and the young master of the Zhang family threw the pouch on the headless master like a dart.

Snapped!

The skin burst.

A foul-smelling liquid gushes out.

what liquid?

Black dog blood!

It can suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits most!

Moreover, it was refined with the method of "Changsheng Dao", which is three points stronger than ordinary black dog blood.

But it was such black dog blood, the headless master took a hit, but he was fine.

Not only was it okay, but it also howled louder.

"Where's my head?"

Omg!

Zhang Deshou called out to his mother from the bottom of his heart, he always felt that those novels were deceitful, first he begged for a master, and the master would definitely accept apprentices, and the benefits were fake, and now it's coming again, not everyone said that he would only be good when he came out of the mountain Have you met a little guy? How come I met it directly, and even the refined black dog blood doesn't work?

The young master of the Zhang family complained from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't listen.

clap clap!

He raised his hand and hit two empty palms, hitting him headless. When the master backed up again and again, he turned over the wall and ran along the top of the wall.

That speed, that is called a fast.

That posture, that is called a wolf.

Goethe, who was 'watching' secretly, couldn't help but raise his lips.

Why can a headless corpse stand up and ask questions?

Naturally, Goethe fiddled with it.

He had already spotted the young master of the Zhang family who was approaching quietly, and he also saw that this one belonged to the dog skin plaster. Once it was stuck, it couldn't be pulled off.

You have to stick something down before you leave.

But ever since Goethe could remember, he was the only one who plucked the geese and led the sheep. How could anyone else do this for him?

Moreover, he and the other party are just a transaction.

He is not used to the other party if it is not relative.

So, there is such a thing.

Of course, just to scare people.

Goethe did not kill.

The headless corpse is also an acquaintance.

It was Song Rentou, the head of the Song team.

Everyone, isn't Song Rentou dead?

is dead.

But the head was chopped off.

It wasn't Goethe who chopped it up.

The one who chopped off the head was someone else, and Goethe borrowed Song Rentou's tone and used the secret techniques he learned from those [treasure cards] to make use of it, and the Goethe who chopped off Song Rentou's head was still 'watching' Yes, eyes full of anticipation.

Goethe's smile and the expectation in his eyes were not concealed, so naturally they couldn't hide it from the people present.

Old Wang smiled and gave his old brother a thumbs up.

Wang Changgui grinned even more.

The dinner tonight was arranged by him, just to entertain Goethe.

Now Goethe is happy, and he has face.

"Mr. Mo, this Jin's House is the leading old shop in Haimen, and two of the cooks in the building used to work in the palace, and most people can't see it.

Today, thanks to you, I have money.

Coupled with luck, we can have a good meal. "

Wang Changgui said with a smile.

Otherwise, buyers and sellers can speak.

Obviously I almost lost myself, and I got compensation money to buy the banquet, and I also said it was thanks to Goethe.

Anyone who listens to it will feel comfortable.

"TOEFL, TOEFL."

Goethe clasped his fists with a smile.

When others treat guests to dinner, he will not pull a face.

Others do not owe him.

Instead, it hurt the fish in the pond.

At this time, if you shake your face, it's really a bit inhuman.

The two sides are harmonious, and the host and guest naturally have a good time.

While chatting and waiting for the food to be served, Goethe ate the dried fruit on the table.

In order to keep people from waiting for a long time, four kinds of dried fruits and tea are essential.

Li Changhai likes this.

The mouth baji baji did not stop.

Miss Wang's family and Huang Dangdang stopped arguing at this time, and they were still a little tit for tat, but they didn't confront Goethe—they were not fools.

Goethe's attitude of leaving without a word in the morning could not be more obvious.

If the two of them quarrel again, they probably have to step aside.

Why stand aside?

You have to make room for the obedient ones.

They don't do it.

Miss Wang really likes Goethe.

Huang Dangdang is not convinced by Wang Xiaofeng's attitude.

But the purpose of the two is surprisingly the same at this moment. The two of them came first, and they will definitely not give up their seats, even if they occupy them, they must occupy them.

There were no two people arguing, and the atmosphere was more harmonious.

As the host of the local family, Wang Changgui did not take the main seat, but invited Goethe to sit at the main seat. At this time, he smiled and pointed to the words behind Goethe.

"Mr. Mo, what do you think of this word?"

This adverb hangs behind Goethe.

There are four big characters in total: perfect fire.

It is particular about where and what characters are hung.

Like a living room, hang a happy family.

In the bedroom, hang a premature baby.

In the study, hang a spring of Evans,

The latrine, hang it unobstructed and not thin.

This is home, and there is more to it outside.

Generally self-motivated, most of them are in the government hall, and they like to show their purple spirit.

The pharmacy hangs a medicine until the disease is cured.

The grocery store has everything.

They all conform to the meaning, but restaurants are different.

Restaurants are open for business, there are all kinds of things, some are about prosperity, some are about all kinds of tastes, and some are about getting money back.

However, perfection is different.

This is a compliment to cooking skills and dishes.

"What kind of dish is this?"

Goethe asked directly.

"You'll find out soon."

Wang Changgui said mysteriously.

After a while, the food was served.

The dishes in Haimen are different from the dishes in the black land. The dishes in the black land are more about large quantities, while the dishes in Haimen are more delicate. Not only the dishes are exquisite, but also the utensils used.

Just like this burning four treasures.