Why on earth was the little Han Ying Sect attracted by the Divine Church?
Han Dongwen smiled awkwardly and tried his best to think.
In the few conversations he had with Wen Yongxing, they also talked about some extremely limited topics about Simeng forces. The Hanying Sect, a little-known remote sect, never came up in these conversations. It can be said that Han Yingzong should be very inconspicuous in terms of strength and political role.
Is it simply because it is located in Bailan Mountain and is closer to the Principality of West Asia?
But it’s not like the Principality of West Asia has just come into contact with Si Meng. It should have developed its own espionage network a long time ago. It should have been growing in secret for a long time. How could it only now use such a rudimentary method to open Si Meng? At the gate of Meng's country.
He pondered for a moment, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and quietly asked Ollie Yang next to him in a low voice: "Is there a place to pray in the inner door?"
According to the rules of the Lord’s Church, one should pray devoutly on the last day of every week to show respect for the Lord.
Han Dongwen is now not sure what Guo Jie Ke and Yang Aoli think of him. He claims that he is the same "shepherd" as them, but comes to Simeng with different tasks. This is the Church Knights. normality and will not arouse suspicion for the time being.
But the problem is, according to Han Dongwen, he himself, just like Guo Jie Ke and others, wants to connect with the group of West Asians who pretend to be soldiers from the National Law Department to enter the country. Now that these fake soldiers are being killed, under a strange combination of circumstances, these two groups of people have The "shepherds" with different tasks have just met each other, and now they continue to hibernate in the Hanying Sect.
In other words, if the next batch of fake soldiers enters the Principality of West Asia and comes into contact with Jack Guo and Yang Aoli, Han Dongwen will be exposed.
"Shhh."
Yang Aoli raised a finger to signal Han Dongwen to be quieter, and looked around: "There are too many eyes in the inner door, come here."
He gently handed over a folded note, and Han Dongwen took it and opened it. He only saw an address, which seemed to be around Tianying City.
"This is Minluo Pharmacy, and we have people there. If you go in and buy two cents of Ningshen, and let the people in the shop see your cross, they will take you to the hillside behind the pharmacy. It's not a big place there. , but we still built a chapel, where we can pray together every Sunday.”
Yang Aoli boldly made a prayer gesture of the Catholic Church with his hands on his chest: "If you usually go to the chapel, that's fine."
cross?
Han Dongwen nodded calmly. When he dealt with the fake soldiers killed by the Wolf King last time, he left a church cross for himself, hoping to confuse his identity.
"The Lord bless you, my brother."
He patted Yang Aoli's shoulder movedly. Yang Aoli waved his hand, looked down and saw the volume "Icefield Steps" in Han Dongwen's hand, and suddenly laughed:
"Choose basic skills to learn to disguise yourself. You did a good job, my brother."
He casually pulled out another classic from the wooden shelf next to him and stuffed it into Han Dongwen's arms: "This one is fine, too. It's very easy to learn. All the disciples of the inner sect can use it."
Han Dongwen lowered his head and glanced at it. It was an ordinary book called "Winter Tearing Fist". He flipped through it casually. The correction for a single target was quite low, but the advantage was that it had ice and snow attack special effects, which should be very dazzling.
It just so happens that teaching them a move with special effects can help them get stuck a little longer.
"Thank you very much."
Han Dongwen put away the classics, and a few more people came around the two of them. He quickly said loudly: "Thank you for your guidance, senior brother. Gu will leave first."
Yang Aoli nodded and whispered: "Remember, two dollars' worth of peace of mind."
"Two dollars of peace of mind."
Han Dongwen repeated it in a low voice, showing that he had remembered it, and suddenly seemed to remember something again and asked: "On weekdays...are there many people in that place?"
Of course, weekdays refer to non-Sundays. Yang Aoli shook his head: "The back hill is only known to the outside world as a place for growing medicine, and there won't be too many people."
That's good!
Han Dongwen grinned, took two classics and strode out.
Yang Aoli looked at his leaving figure, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he slowly frowned.
"How about it?"
An inconspicuous inner disciple behind him suddenly spoke.
Yang Aoli didn't move his eyes and only whispered: "Tell Jack, although it may be someone from the Grand Duke's sect, it is safe for the time being."
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"I have taught you a move before, but no one seems to know it, but at least it shows that I, Gu, am not a swindler."
Han Dongwen stood in front of the players with his hands behind his back: "This is my first training. Seeing everyone's sincerity, I hope you will agree to my two conditions."
It was already dark, and the players were all gathered in the small work shed. Only a few bowls of dim candles were lit, and it was a bit crowded. Han Dongwen had asked Da Bian and the others to keep watch, and finally stole the inner sect's skills to teach them. It is a grave crime for a person to deceive his master, destroy his ancestors, and endanger his master's sect.
"First."
Han Dongwen raised a finger: "I hope you can join our work team as contractors. Gu teaches martial arts not for fame or fortune, but just to save the next life of the brothers in the work team, so Those who want to learn martial arts should join the engineering team, where everyone is as close as brothers and takes care of each other!"
The words were impassioned, but most of the players looked at each other, or absentmindedly interacted with the water friends in the live broadcast room.
"I'm joining."
Among the few people who still paid attention to Han Dongwen, Sherlock Hook spoke.
What kind of work team do you want to join?
Then add it.
In reality, if you are called a migrant worker, you will most likely be yelled at by someone on the street, but in the game, being a beggar is a very indifferent matter. This is the player.
There was a sparse response, which was considered to be a response to Han Dongwen's request.
"Then, the work team welcomes you all."
Han Dongwen coughed twice and became serious: "The second thing is that we have to speed up the construction period of building in the city. If the speed increases and you can work more shifts, Gu will definitely work harder." There are so many ways to repay you!”
He considered many ideas, but finally felt that the price of teaching skills could not be fixed.
If players are asked to work overtime to build buildings, they can learn more skills, and players should be able to tolerate it.
As for Han Dongwen himself, he could report the increased labor time fee and pocket it in his own pocket. This would be much more respectable than giving it to the player and then asking the player for money.
As soon as he finished speaking, an inconspicuous progress bar UI suddenly appeared in the field of vision of Sherlock Hook, Tang Xiaobei and others.
Yihong Building in Tianying City-Current progress: 63%
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