"What's going on in the target these days?"

Yingyue was wearing a cloak, hiding all her appearance, figure, and swords around her waist, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, following behind a group of people.

"He lives a very regular life. In addition to shopping every day, he just visits some scholars, borrows books, and of course, reports to mercenary guilds, as if he is afraid that others will not find him..."

The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who was in charge of following Wu Ming replied, and said angrily: "And... this guy is quite rich, and he is a first-class enjoyment regardless of whether he can eat or live..."

Yingyue looked at the dry food in her hand. She looked like everyone else, and her face didn't look very good.

This time they took on the family mission and came to investigate secretly.

Since it is a secret action, it cannot be too eye-catching, and any extravagant behavior that attracts attention must be prohibited.

But the other party had no such concern. Seeing the young man sprinkling a lot of gold coins every day, Yingyue felt quite unbalanced.

It is also a clue to tracing the Ourobosnakes, why are there such a big difference in treatment?

In fact, if Wu Ming hadn't known the details of this group of people at the Mercenary Guild as early as the beginning of the year, how could he allow them to keep an eye on them for so long?

"Wait for two more days!"

The second uncle with a white goatee looked entangled: "If there is no movement yet, let's set off!"

Even though he was the one who saw the other party’s delicacies every day, he could only drink cold water and eat dry food to sleep in the tent, and he felt extremely unhappy.

"It should have been done this long ago!"

People except Yingyue cheered, and just as Goathu wanted to continue saying something, another person suddenly rushed over: "There is something!"

"Um?"

Uncle Goatee showed joy on his face: "Has the Utrovada organized an action?"

"No!"

The shift changer was full of tangled faces: "It is the temple man, a church in the West, who has found our goal!"

"For no reason, I'm afraid it's only the Weatherbuster ring..."

The second uncle knocked his fist suddenly: "This is called pulling a snake out of the hole! We are not familiar with the place, but the Western church forces are intricate, so we should have clues in this regard!"

"Since that's the case..."

However, a hint of doubt appeared on Yingyue's face: "Why didn't the court directly write about Western countries and ask the church to cooperate with the investigation, but instead offered rewards to let our aristocratic family take action?"

"Hehe... Yueya, you are still too young. Do you really think that our empire and the Western countries are brothers and are as close as a family?"

Uncle Goatee sneered.

Yingyue was shocked and immediately thought of the filth and struggle between the upper class and the country. She couldn't help but shake her head, and a hint of gloom appeared.

"not good!"

A young man next to him shouted: "If the case is solved by that fool, what should we do?"

"Well, this is the most worrying thing!"

The second uncle touched his beard: "Let's come to the door as soon as possible and show off with him... I don't know which force sent a spy, but he is so unaware of the rules..."

This is obviously a matter of winning the credit, and I dare not take risks, but I can’t stand others’ gains.

Although Yingyue felt something was wrong, she looked at the faces of approval from the people around her and remained silent and shook her head slightly.

...

Wu Ming naturally knew that the number of followers has increased in the past few days.

However, he wanted the Weatherobos to come to him, so he naturally let it go.

But I didn't expect that the person who came to the door at the beginning was not the person from the Weatherbus Ring, but the Dark Night Church.

"Hello, Mr. Wu Ming from the East!"

What stood in front of him was a row of church warriors wearing black holy clothes, and the holy emblem on his chest was a crescent moon in the dark night.

In front of many paladins, there is also a tall, mature and beautiful female priest.

She was wearing a purple priest robe and covered half of her face with a gauze scarf, revealing only her eyes as bright as stars.

"I am the servant of the goddess of the night, you can call me Bazaar!"

"Ri'an, ma'am!"

Wu Ming casually said: "Why did you find me? Is it because of this?"

He stretched out his left hand, and was wearing a black weaving ring on it.

"That's right, it's just that it's not convenient to say here!"

Bazaar looked at the crowd gathered around him because of curiosity: "I don't know if you are willing to go to the same place with me. I think we will have many common topics!"

Her talking eyes flashed, and combined with the moving and seductive voice, it was enough to make any male creature crazy.

"I have always been disrespectful to the invitation of a beautiful woman!"

Wu Ming touched his nose: "By the way, if you remove the veil, it may be more effective!"

Bazaar was stunned.

As a priest serving the goddess of the night, she was born with a little charm bonus.

This is not a spiritual spell, and it cannot be protected, but it makes her receive certain preferential treatment when she is involved in a man.

But now, the person opposite him has completely ignored her charm.

‘Assy-practice?! No, it’s not…’

She looked at Wu Ming's luxurious robe and the lifestyle information she had collected recently, and immediately denied the speculation that Wu Ming was an oriental ascetic monk.

"What are you waiting to do?"

While she was stunned, Wu Ming was already urging her to go on the road, and seemed to be very impatient.

"Okay, please come with me!"

Bazaar did not think about it anymore and led Wu Ming to the outside of the city and got on a black carriage.

"Because we had an agreement with the local lord, we moved to the suburbs of some buildings that were inconvenient to build in the port..."

The carriage slowly set off, with many sages guarding each other, and Bazaar stretched lazily, explained and asked, "Now, you can tell me, which force do you represent in the East? The court, the aristocratic family, the union? Or other?"

Her star-like eyes stared at Wu Ming.

"I don't represent anyone, I only represent myself!"

Wu Ming said the truth: "I have an interest in the Ouroboros, that's all!"

"This is not an interesting thing!"

Bazaar shook his head, obviously taking what Wu Ming said before as a lie: "The Ouroboros organization is very dangerous. There is even an evil god behind it! Any outsider who knows the inside story of this organization will not escape the fate of being silenced!"

"Why don't you know how much does Ms. Dark Night's church know about this organization?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and asked with a calm expression.

"You're not afraid at all?"

Bazaar was completely surprised: "Do you know the concept of evil gods? They are evil and cruel, even more crazy than demons, and more cunning than devils. Even if they hear their voices, they will get involved in sin and fall into the abyss!"

‘Come on! Are there only some level 6 or 7 gods? At most, they are of the same nature as Juetian Immortal...’

Wu Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, but said, "We are all here on the shoulders of the mission. You should know that I cannot retreat before I have figured out this organization and the conspiracy against the East!"

"Now, tell me everything about this Ourobosnake organization!"

He slightly augmented his tone, and naturally he had the effect of speaking accordingly.

Bazaar was unwilling to answer, but at this moment he blurted out: "We don't know much about this organization. We only know that it is a secret society that worships the Ourobosnakes. There are a group of high-level professionals, with the black snake rings as the mark. The members of the organization divide the number of snakes by the number of snakes, and there is also a special assassination agency called the "burialist"! There have been many family exterminations and assassinations, which even led to the death of a king... It was precisely because of the king's death that our church noticed this evil organization..."

"It's really... boring!"

Wu Ming was very excited when he heard this: "I thought there could be something new, such as where their nests are, and which ones are the specific leaders..."

"If we know, would we still have to come to you?"

Bazaar rolled his eyes, and then he became tense: "No, what spell did you cast on me?"

She subconsciously looked at a talisman hanging around her neck, and saw that it was fine, without any excitement, and her heart was even more awesome.

This amulet has received blessings from the goddess and is immune to most spiritual magic.

Even if you meet the legendary dream builder, spirit-absorbing demon and other masters who specialize in the mind, it is enough to issue a warning.

But now, the young man in front of him has spared the goddess' blessing and directly influenced her.

"Don't be nervous!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly, and his head suddenly turned: "But... you are still useful after all, at least you will pull them out, right?"

"they?"

Bazaar was shocked and immediately realized that the carriage had stopped at some point.

She lifted the curtain and looked at the paladin outside: "Why stop? We..."
To be continued...