Pumpkin Head was sent out of Paradise Lost all the way, along with the frightened girl, and was helped to the stairs by the Pumpkin Head along with the paralyzed gang.

"Paradise Lost is powerful and has its own order."

At the time of parting, the pumpkin head and the old man hugged each other, and this glance was the last look.

"I keep order, and if he comes here and you are still here, I will send you a letter." Masturbation promised.

"We can have a Halloween gathering right here at the steps." Pumpkin Head smiled when he heard this, "Remember, don't come if no one leads the way." ”

"Take care!" Masturbation.

"Keep it ripe!" Pumpkin Head patted his head.

Saying goodbye to the pumpkin head, the path up the stairs was led by the witch, and the gang was basically dragged back by him with a rope in his hand.

Passing by the heretical exhibition hall full of sculptures, walking out of the long corridor, it was already dark when everyone appeared outside.

"Two blocks down that side will meet the carriage." The witch pointed the way, "I'll lead you." ”

He stopped two carriages and gave the three witches a ride, and when they got off, the girl said thank you, and she smiled.

"No thanks, I'll come to you tomorrow morning." Teaser said.

"Well, I'll tell you everything I know." The girl nodded.

He nodded, knocked on the roof of the car, and the two carriages headed for the church in the west of the city.

In the church, Manken and the others had already prepared dinner, and they couldn't help but be surprised to see the thrasher and the frail gang coming in, what had happened to these villains and the deacons?

After communicating with Manken and them, he learned that the corpses had been taken away, and for fear that the corpses of the heretics were not buried in the cemetery in the backyard, the priest did not stop them from living here, anyway, they lived freely and voluntarily.

"Leave a few people here tomorrow, Manken can release the news of free treatment for the church in the West District, and go to the East District as well, don't take the money of believers, and the duel in front of the grave of the nobles must be canceled, if they don't agree, let them bury somewhere else." He instructed the well-fed people, "The rat believers are responsible for protecting you, and I will go to the West End by myself tomorrow." ”

"We can protect the deacons." The leader said loudly when he heard this, but when he saw the pity in his eyes, he silently lowered his head again.

"That's it, let's get some rest early." Seeing that Manken had no objections, he turned out of his seat.

Early the next morning, he called a carriage and went to the bazaar alone, which, as always, was heretical, with tarot tables and crystal ball divination tents.

He walked to the house, and when he opened the door, he saw the witch and the girl waiting there, and there were several people standing or sitting around them, all looking at him with unkind faces.

"To put it mildly, the magicians who provoked Mr. Deacon yesterday were all repaired by the Pumpkin Head Patriarch, or do you want to be a snake's nest?" The witch looked at the men and said.

The crowd shuddered when they heard this, especially the girl who was sitting there, and the heretic dressed as a citizen on the side first corrected his attitude after the witch spoke, showing a flattering smile and moving a chair for him, "Please take a seat." ”

"What do you need?" The witch asked as she sat down.

"Those heretics who are active in Xicheng District." "And you don't have to put up those superstitious stalls lately, and be ordinary people on the surface, at least until I leave Farlon." ”

"We are basically on this street in our usual activities, and we have no contact with those heretics, only that they are doing some evil things to make a living, and you can ask the black market merchants for details." The witch said, "His hiding place is in the whiskey tavern in Xicheng District, and if you go to the third door after the front desk and say the code somate, someone will open the door for you." ”

"The black marketeer doesn't have a name, but he's the fattest guy in the audience, and if he says he doesn't know, you can alert him to the two types of vendors who send potions."

The witch's words speak for themselves, and both types of suppliers, except for Paradise Lost, are the targets of this eradication.

"Good." Hearing this, he should have thought that the tavern was a place where newspapers could be collected, and it would be better if the black market was just below the tavern.

"As for us." Seeing that she wanted to leave after asking the question, the witch spoke, "We will play the role of ordinary citizens, and we will no longer show anything related to the occult." ”

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Hearing this, he nodded and left, and walked along the road to the whiskey tavern in Xicheng District, squeezed through the crowded tables in the hall to the third door at the back, and said somate.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and then the door was opened with a small crack, and a head sticked out from it, and after looking at the dress, he frowned and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Buy something." Teaser said.

"Then you should go to the shop." The gatekeeper was about to close the door, but he was knocked unconscious by a punch, and he twisted into the door, and saw a group of men with crossbows pointed at him.

"Steel~" Sho Se closed the door behind him, looked at those people and asked, "I'm right, why didn't you let me in?" ”

"You should see what you're wearing." The guards shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry." Hearing this, he pulled off his robe, then took out a few coins and handed them to them, "This is that buddy's compensation." ”

"For your sake." The guards weighed the amount of gold coins in their hands, withdrew their crossbows and made way for the underground passage to remind, "The dragon and tiger medicine produced by Locke is used by the nobles. ”

"Oh, thank you." Hearing this, he smiled and nodded, it seems that the priests are not in good health, and even the black market guards know about it.

Slip into the underground passage and into the black market hall, the space inside is not large, only to see a shadow in every corner of the candle peddling something, Tsal passed by them, and most of what he saw were books and clay pots.

"Did any of you see the fat merchant?" He walked around and didn't find a target, so he asked out loud.

"He's in the bulk trading room on the next floor." A voice reminded, "The entrance is at the opposite corner of the hall." ”

"Oh, thank you." Hearing this, he nodded at the voice, and was just about to turn away, when the person behind him said, "No thanks, pay a gold coin." ”

"It's dark." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he took out a gold coin and placed it on the outstretched paw behind the candle.

He followed the diagonal entrance into the large trading room, and saw that it was much brighter than above, and the fat merchant was there, and there was a guest in front of him.

He coughed and walked over to the other side, and the two of them looked at him at the same time, and the guest was surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

"Inquire about some newspapers, but why is Mr. Mayor here?" He was also stunned when he saw the old mayor.

"The person you introduced said that there will be a move in the near future, and I don't have many people, so I plan to buy a batch of Potions Town scenes." The old mayor looked at the fat man as he spoke, "This is the friend I was talking about. ”

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