Chapter 1008

Ghost town.

The banner of Shenyao sect fluttered above the city.

The gate was wide open, and a huge team escorted one person to the city and climbed directly to the top of the city.

The city guarding friar arched his hand and said, "I inform the patriarch that the mulberry ghost city has fallen into the hands of our sect. There are still remaining evils in the city. Our army is accelerating the elimination."

The north wind is blowing.

Qian Jun carried his hands and let the north wind blow his wide robes.

He looked at the north of mulberry ghost town. In the vast night, hundreds of kilometers away, there was a peak of tens of thousands of meters. There was the main battlefield, and there was a bloody battle!

The city guarding friar asked carefully, "dare you ask the patriarch, how should the people in the city deal with it?"

Qian Jun said faintly, "it's good to appease, don't hurt people, and don't destroy every brick and tile in the city. There are those who resist, just drive out of the city. There's no need to kill them all."

The friar took orders and left.

Before long, the south gate opened, and a group of embarrassed people escaped and quickly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, the friars of the divine medicine sect flew around in all the people's alleys in the city, shouting words to appease the people.

The people hiding at home saw that the friar of the divine medicine sect had no idea of wantonly destroying. Some brave people tried to take to the streets and found that it was really all right.

The friar not only didn't hurt them, but also gave them pills and other good things.

There was a noise in the street.

More and more people went out of their homes and gathered in teahouses, restaurants, mahjong parlors and other places to whisper: "the people of Shenyao sect are not bad. Those women were too cruel before."

A black faced man shuttled through the ghost city of mulberry, checked the situation everywhere in the city in the dark, and then went straight to the head of the city.

Qian Jun still stood there, looking at the north with deep eyes.

The black faced man quietly appeared behind him.

Qian Jun didn't have to look back to know who it was. He asked, "iron head, what's going on in the city?"

Tietou is the Lei friar who cooperated with Zheng Feiyue and gave up internet addiction for King Qian and sun. He was fascinated by thunder and wanted to kill his little patriarch.

Tietou replied, "people are stable. I have seen textile markets everywhere. The damage is not big. There is no problem to restore operation."

"Yes." Qian Jun nodded and a smile appeared on his lips. "This is a city of great value. In my hands, I am confident to build it into the largest city on the east bank!"

Iron head seemed to disagree when he heard the speech.

Qian Jun said with a smile, "I know what you think. The importance of mulberry ghost town will fall on Zheng Feiyue. If he dies in battle and tongtianfeng falls, the city will not be so important."

Iron head arched his hand: "nothing can be concealed from the patriarch... In the view of subordinates, the raid on Mulberry ghost city seems not to kill blood, but there are a lot of sects to offend. It's needless to say that the five ghost sect and flying corpse sect will blame us for robbing their Chinese food, and the evil god sect is friendly with Xinmo Valley..."

"Do you feel lost?" Qian Jun asked.

The iron head scratched his head and said, "compared with the Ming wangzong, we really don't earn much, and we make too many enemies. It's not... A wise move!"

If you dare to speak up and accept advice in front of the patriarch, tietou is a loyal and righteous man.

Qian Jun suddenly asked a question in the distant night: "do you know what a rare opportunity it is for Zheng Feiyue to challenge the evil god sect?"

"Ah?" iron head was at a loss.

Qian Jun sighed: "the situation on the east bank has not changed for tens of thousands of years: the evil god clan is dominant, the king clan of the Ming Dynasty is eyeing, the heart demon Valley depends on the strong, the magic weapon clan is closed and does not go out, and the five ghost gate and the flying corpse sect keep warm together, but the foundation is too thin to achieve great things. When it comes to the divine medicine sect, everyone will say that Qian Jun is full of money. What can he do as a businessman?"

Tietou said discontentedly, "that's because the outside world has misunderstood you. Since you took the position of patriarch, expanded business externally and integrated factions internally, Shenyao sect has long been different from the past, but they can't see it!"

"Yes, the divine medicine sect is not what it used to be."

Qian Jun sighed and seemed to be proud of his achievements. However, he turned his words and said, "it's true that the divine medicine sect started with pills. I'm a businessman after all."

Iron head opened his mouth.

Qian Jun glanced at him and said, "don't think that businessmen are derogatory. Where there are people, there is a demand for trade. As long as human beings are not extinct, commerce will last forever. As a businessman, we should have a long-term vision, grasp opportunities, ignore temporary gains and losses, and maximize interests forever."

The iron head wondered, "this is the reason, but does it have anything to do with the present?"

Qian Jun: "this time, Zheng Feiyue challenged the evil god sect, and almost all the seven sects entered. The game between each sect continued, and the situation changed rapidly. No one can guarantee that they will laugh to the end before the last moment. That is to say, this is a great opportunity to shuffle the forces on the east bank.

Any great businessman will not miss this opportunity. If the divine medicine sect wants to obtain the maximum benefits, it must be small and broad. What can it do if it just follows the evil god sect to pick up leftovers like the heart demon Valley? "

Iron head is still confused: "reason is this reason, but I still don't understand."

Qian Jun smiled and continued to look to the far north. After more than half of the night, dawn was about to break. There was a hint of the dawn in the sky, and the thick clouds were red.

Facing such beautiful scenery, Qian Jun suddenly asked a question that had been asked countless times: "who do you think will win on the main battlefield?"

Iron head didn't think about cableway: "evil god!"

"If the evil god wins, Zheng Feiyue's existence is nothing more than a fish mixing water. When the fish dies and the sediment sinks to the bottom, there will be no change in the fish pond or that fish pond." Qian Jun looked at tietou, "as you said, offending so many sects is just for an untruthful mulberry ghost city?"

Iron head: "so..."

Qian Jun laughed and said, "so I bet Zheng Feiyue is not a fish held by evil gods, but a dragon! A dragon that can break the fish pond!"

Iron head suddenly opened his eyes.

He finally understood what his patriarch thought and said in horror, "patriarch, this joke is not funny at all."

Qian Jun: "I'm not kidding."

Iron head: "you're gambling. It's crazy."

Qian Jun: "a businessman is a gambler! And a great businessman is always the craziest gambler! Iron head, wake up. The general environment is like this. You can only pick up food behind the ass of the evil god sect step by step... Now is a great opportunity. Just bet small?"

"Gudong!"

Iron head swallowed his saliva and felt that his patriarch was the craziest one.

He kept stroking his mind, finally found the flaw, and said in a hurry: "even if you want to be small and broad! Even if you win the bet! But don't forget, whose city did we just win?"

Qian Jun: "Zheng Feiyue."

Iron head: "do you think he will appreciate us?"

Qian Jun: "never."

Iron head wanted to cry without tears: "then what, another strong enemy?"

Qian Jun smiled and murmured, "I bet Zheng Feiyue can win the evil god, but I didn't say he can win us. A mulberry ghost city is far from being a big bet, and the big head is still behind."