The first thousand four hundred and eighty-two chapters
"Okay, let's go!"
The bald witch agreed.
He left his men to guard here, led the team himself, and followed Si Wu into the close door.
After a while, the bald witch led four people out of the nearby door.
He left four people to guard the door just a short distance away, and the person who just guarded the door followed him in to receive training.
Finally, to the surprise of the monsters, Wu Zhu, who had been their enemy just now, began to help them clean up the damaged inn in a friendly manner.
"this…"
All the monsters can say is that it's amazing.
Si Wu and Bald Si Wu took people to other inns respectively.
After a while, some excited wizards were brought back.
"Let's go, we will make great achievements today. As long as we help the king conquer more cities, the king will definitely reward us."
The bald wizard did not forget to draw cakes for them.
As soon as they entered the door, they immediately turned into white light.
When they appeared again, these wizards and their subordinates looked at the bald wizard with resentment in their eyes, but they had no choice but to obey his orders.
As time goes by, more and more witches from other cities are tricked by the witches.
Even so, the rest of my life still feels slow.
He also sent out the head of the Ghost Hunting Department and others and asked them to deceive those inns where the Ghost Hunting Department was involved in the attack.
In the Eastern Wasteland, there are very few people who know that they will be sealed after entering the gate.
Some known witchcraft, such as the witchcraft in Yangzhou, or the witchcraft in other cities, were either forgotten by the son of the King of Beihuang, or they were unable or did not think of informing the witchcraft in other cities.
Of course, even if they want to inform, they may not be able to do so.
Because there are many cities in the Eastern Wasteland, they are very large, and the distance between cities is very long.
Although witch monasteries are also spread throughout the cities, it is difficult for them to communicate with each other, and most of them are blocked.
It was not easy for them to receive the order from King Beihuang to attack the inn and destroy the close door and execute it on time.
Naturally, it's hard to know what else is inside this door so close.
This led to repeated attempts at this trick for the rest of my life.
For a time, many witch colleges were absurdly owned by him.
Of course, there are times when you fail.
For example, some wizards are cautious. Although they don't know what mystery is in this door so close, there is always something mysterious.
They chose not to go in.
There were also witches who were exhausted and suffered heavy losses from fighting with the inn guards, and they had no intention of helping witches from other cities.
Some other wizards had some knowledge of the famous hall in the nearby door, and they exposed the wizards at a glance and took charge of their tricks.
The result is a battle between Wu Zhu and Wu Zhu.
Because there are many people and strength, and with the help of the inn guards, winning the witch blessings is often the result of rebellion.
The failed Si Wu will not be able to get any favors. He will either be killed or be taken to the close door to accept the justice of the rest of his life.
In the end, I had to take out all the hard-earned money from the witch house to pay for the renovation of the inn, as well as the mental loss for the rest of my life.
Miao Renfeng's robbery did not go very smoothly.
In a city, the guards of the bank took advantage of the shamans to besiege the inn. They took the opportunity to go straight to Huanglong and captured the shaman's courtyard.
However, before they could bring out the money from the witch courtyard, the inn was lost.
It is not a problem for these money to fall into the hands of other city banks, Miao Renfeng does not care.
But the problem is that once the Witch Academy captures the inn, it will have its hands free.
Although Miao Renfeng didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew from his own thinking that these people in the bank had become turtles in a jar in this city.
Not to mention the witch yuan's own combat effectiveness, but just the witch yuan's appeal, their believers can drown people like Qianzhuang.
Miao Renfeng was depressed.
At the end of the episode, King Beihuang attacked the inn, and the biggest loss was not the inn, but his bank.
"Grandma, why did you forget this incident?" Miao Renfeng regretted it.
He hastily changed his order.
"Tell...inform my subordinates and the bank that I have contacted." Miao Renfeng said.
"Let them make sure that both the witch house and the inn are harmed, the witch house will not be our opponent; or they can rob the witch house before the inn is captured; or they can help the inn resist successfully... Forget it, the latter one will divide the witch house's money equally.
Let’s stick to the first two.”
Even now, Miao Renfeng is still thinking about monopolizing the witch academy's money.
This shows that Miao Renfeng has paid a lot of money to sit in his current position.
The two instructions he gave are even more difficult to grasp.
In the previous article, the bankers watched the fire from across the bank, waiting for the opportunity to act, which angered Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng directly sent the rebellious witches over, deceived or kidnapped the witches in the city, and then directly stole the money from the witch academy.
The latter one was to occupy the witch courtyard before the inn was captured, and then news of the witch courtyard's victory came, and the people in the bank became the turtles in the jar again.
Occasionally, news of the inn's victory came, and Yu Sheng insisted on taking the lion's share of the witch academy's money.
After all, it was their inn that was the main force, and he also wanted to use the money to comfort the dead, treat the injured, and repair the inn.
"Here...are we working in vain?" Miao Renfeng looked at Miao Renfeng.
He started to pause when he spoke, no longer as excited and agile as when he was grabbing money.
Miao Shiren nodded, "Our only way is to sincerely help the inn tide over the difficulties."
Miao Renfeng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Okay... let's give the order quickly and let them do what you want."
He now saw with his own eyes how much money each witch monastery collected.
Even if the shaman of that witch monastery has a very good conscience, the money donated by believers every day is still a considerable amount.
The Southern Wilderness has now offended the King of the Northern Wilderness.
If he couldn't get a share of the pie, King Nanhuang would kill him.
Miao Renfeng returned to Yaoqi Pavilion depressed.
At this time, it was already dark, but the lights in the Yaoqi Pavilion were brightly lit.
Many cooks were transferred from Central Wasteland and set up a fire outside the village of Donghuang Inn to cook.
The fragrant food made Miao Renfeng drool, temporarily forgetting his depression.
Those soldiers who had been fighting fiercely in the front for a long time retreated from the front. After having a good meal here, they hurried back to the front.
One after another injured monsters, Jin Yiwei was carried down and treated on the spot by a group of witch doctors.
By the way, these witch doctors are still from the witch academy. They were deceived by the rebellious witch doctors and then sealed by Yu Sheng.
They are very good at treating the wounded injured by witchcraft and sorcery.
Miao Renfeng and Miao Shiren shuttled among them, feeling that this battle would be won in less than three days.
Not because of anything else, but because more and more Wu Zhu were walking around them.
For a moment, they actually had the illusion that the witch academy was fighting against the witch academy.
"This move is too rogue." Miao Shiren said.
Miao Renfeng nodded. Fortunately, their bank and Yu Sheng had a cooperative relationship.
Yu Sheng is no longer in Yaoqi Pavilion, now the city lord sits in the center.
"Miss, you go and have a rest. Don't exhaust yourself." Aunt Wang said to the city lord.
Aunt Qing shook her head, "It's okay, I'm not tired."
She is mainly the backbone here, and Yu Sheng has already arranged everything.
However, when Aunt Qing was thinking this, Zhou Jiufeng, who went to support Xicheng, ran back covered in blood.
"City Lord, it's not good." She said embarrassedly.
Aunt Qing stood up suddenly, "What happened?"
Zhou Jiufeng took a breath and said, "Xi, something strange happened in Xicheng."
"Xicheng?" Aunt Qing frowned.
Xicheng was the city where she least expected to have problems.