Chapter 562: Wu Xiaocheng

Old Benson has a brown curly hair, blue eyes sparkling, a slight wrinkle on his forehead, and a savvy look on his face.
He was originally a tenant in a knight's manor. He liked to think at an early age. This desire for a strange world caused him not to peek at the housekeeper's daughter as a child when he was a child. Instead, he spent his time studying. on.
By the time he was eighteen, he could read a complete text message completely, which is really a matter of pride.
Old Benson’s parents thought he would become a knight’s attendant or an instrument. Since then, he has had a decent person at home, but he can’t think of the day when his 18th birthday, but Ben Benson directly found the knight and mortgaged himself. Going out, in exchange for the mining rights of a small mountain forest in the east.
"I only need one year, I will repay the debts of the 20 Jin Delong adults, otherwise I will be branded as a slave!"
He said so at the time that everyone was crazy with Benson.
But later it turned out that they were all wrong!
The desperate old Benson began to cut down the logs in the forest, hired carpenters, and made a variety of exquisite furniture, which was sold in Kaiyan City.
This brought him two hundred Yintale benefits. Immediately, he used the money to hire a team of miners, began to explore in the forest, and finally he got a small iron ore.
A year later, he handed over one hundred Jin Delong to the hands of the Cavaliers and obtained the mining rights for the minerals.
With this first bucket of gold and subsequent contributions, Lao Bensen got rid of poverty and tenant status at an alarming rate, became a freelancer, and married the daughter of the old butler and opened a small business.
Up to now, the 'Black Rose of the Benson' grocery store is not only famous in Kaiyan City, but also extends the commercial road to the Wuthering Castle, the center of this windy plain!
This is also the most proud thing that Mr. Benson has been in his life.
"Let the boys go faster, we have to rush to the whistling castle before sunset!"
He looked at the slow team and frowned slightly, shouting: "In the hotel, there are hot broth, big chunks of oatmeal, and soft women... or you want to be in the wilderness again. Sleeping one night?"
The power of food and women is endless, and the speed of the team is accelerating.
When Ben Benson saw this scene, he sighed helplessly.
In fact, the law and order near the Whistling Castle is quite good. Due to the powerful force of the Count of the Blue Mountains and the facts of the regional center, the former city guards often dispatched to sweep the robbers and large beasts on the plains.
At that time, the Count of Blue Mountains, proudly announced that every inch of land under his control was very safe.
But now, the situation has changed!
The defeat of the war not only caused the Count of Blue Mountains to lose a daughter and a lot of ransom, but also hundreds of great guys.
The main force of the City Guard was stretched, and the sudden rise of the Viscount Garcia led to the whistling castle at this time in the trough of strength in history.
On the plains now, be careful not only to wander the spooky beasts, but also to be careful of the ghosts!
Old Benson thought so, and estimated the strength of his own small team, shook his head sadly, knowing that he did not have any ability to withstand risks.
Thinking of this, his eyes could not help but look at the final of the team.
There, a brown-haired, pretty handsome young man was riding a black horse, his eyes curiously looking around.
The other party is the free man he met on the way, claiming William, from the town of Nia.
After receiving three Silver Tale and verifying the identity of the other party, Mr. Benson happily agreed to the request of the other party.
As it turned out, his decision was not wrong.
This William is clean, without the temperament of a muddy leg, but it is quite similar to those of the nobles, and there is a very skillful sword.
One night, Lao Bensen saw the other side holding the long sword in his hand. It was like a skilled dancer who usually rotated under the moonlight and took away the life of a wolf.
At that time, he saved at least the value of ten Jin Delong in his pocket.
So, he immediately returned the other party's fare, and also diligently pleased, with William.
Subsequent old Benson was surprised to find that although William was strong and strong, he did not seem to have stepped out of the Fengying Plain, and he was full of curiosity about everything outside.
Unfortunately, his knowledge was no higher than William. When the last trace of inventory in his head was cleaned up, the other party resumed the lazy gesture and continued to follow the carriage.
The team slowly moved forward, and at dusk, finally arrived at Wuthering City.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the walls of up to thirty feet stood tall, showing a dark blue color, with cracks and shadows covered with moss, with a historical vicissitudes of vicissitudes.
"Lord Benson, let's break up here!"
When the team was waiting to check into the city, Wu Minglai bid farewell to Lao Bensen.
"Oh, that's a shame..."
Old Benson spread his hand: "Will, what are you going to do next?"
"Living in the whistling castle for a while, and ... and the contest! I want to try my luck!"
Wu Ming told the truth that since he heard this, he has plans for this.
"With your martial arts, even if you can't win the championship, you will definitely be seen by the knights and noblemen..." Old Benson said: "Maybe they will accept you as a servant!"
"Maybe... thank you again, goodbye!"
Wu Ming waved his hand and turned away, but with a smile on his lips.
If you want to be a knight, why should he come here?
......
Among the whistling city, people are bustling, some mercenaries, adventurers, or wandering free knights are obviously more, and the atmosphere is a bit awkward, especially in pubs and hotels, loud noises and fighting have become mainstream, so Wu Ming knows the old Sen’s message is not empty.

Ancient agricultural production is extremely important. Before the start of spring ploughing, there were similar celebrations...

"And in the whistling castle, the repertoire is a contest held by the Earl of Blue Mountains! In the past, the qualifications were only for the samurai and knights representing the nobles. The final champion will receive honors and bonuses... and this time there is Changes, standards will be relaxed, rewards will be heavier, and even rumors, winners will get unimaginable promotions, so it is attracting a group of speculators..."
Wu Ming understands the practice of the Earl of Blue Mountains.
Before the war failed, the soldiers were folded, and at this time they needed to add force.
This contest is a trial competition, and there are bound to be a lot of excellent knight seedlings and soldiers.
Do not absorb these, how can he recruit soldiers to fight against the pressure of Viscount Garcia?
Wu Ming immediately smelled the breath of opportunity.
Of course, seeing this opportunity is not limited to him. The mercenaries and adventurers who flocked to the market will almost smash the city.
Wu Ming finally had to pay a high price for a day, and finally rented a room in a remote hotel.
For dinner, he used it in the lobby of the hotel. The staple food was onion broth and a few pieces of bread. The owner's craftsmanship was obviously not as good as that of Luo Ya, which made Wu Ming slightly disappointed.
In the hall, the smell of alcohol is full, and there is a bard in the corner, singing beautiful fairy tales and poems.
Of course, there are fewer drunks and hooligans.
The atmosphere is noisy and noisy. It is normal to play directly. Only the perpetrators must compensate for the cost of the tables and chairs. Otherwise, the hotel owner will unscrupulously throw them into the street and find the sheriff.
Those who violate the rules of the Wuthering City, the best end is the expulsion, of course, there are measures such as whipping and hard labor.
"From the contest, there is still a period of time..."
Wu Ming sipped a broth in a sip, silently thinking: "This time can be fully utilized... church and books!"
These two things are extravagant in the town of Nia.
Even though there are some illiterate people in the Cavaliers class, according to Wu Ming, the entire town of Nia, perhaps only the Terry Baron has a small study, but obviously, he will not open to Wu Ming.
Among Wuthering City, there is no public library or the like, but there are many scholars gathered here. Wu Ming intends to visit them one by one, hoping Jin Delong can open their threshold.
As for the church, let alone the church.
In past novels, even in history, the medieval church, which one is not a bullish existence?
Wu Ming is also full of curiosity about the operation of this world church.
"Gavry! You fat pig, do you want to come to participate in the contest?"
In a sneer, the two mercenaries blushed and began the most common fighting performances. The surrounding alcoholic people gave up a vacant lot and raised their glasses with a loud voice.
In the end, the obedient mercenary was smashed and smashed his nose, lying on the ground like a dead dog.
The winning mercenary unscrupulously stripped his leather armor and took his purse.
At this moment, Wu Ming’s palm was lightning down everything.
Hey!
The crack of the bones sounded, and by his side, a man with a triangular eye seemed to be bitten by a snake and quickly retracted, with a color of grievance in his eyes.
"Three hands?"
Wu Ming said coldly: "Don't let me see you again, otherwise you will only take one of your fingers in accordance with the general law!"
puff!
When he spoke, he took the knife that cut the bread directly and broke into the wooden table.
The knife was straight into the handle, and this terrible power immediately turned the grievances in the eyes of the three hands into a horror: "Please forgive me, adults! I promise that such things will not happen again!"
He squatted and quickly retreated into the darkness.