Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 237 236 Move!
"What I just said refers to the normal situation in the Western Continent, but we are now in Xuan Country."

Vadracho continued, "Do you think the leader has abandoned the Ozma Empire and come to the capital of Xuan Nation?"

"Of course not. The person in charge of the temple in the capital of Xuan Nation is the acting Patriarch—he is also the next Patriarch designated by the current Patriarch."

"But before officially becoming the head of the church, the acting head cannot take charge of the agents, so the management of the agents is handed over to us, the cardinal elders. Just like in Fancheng, we will implement a rotation management system."

"And when I return to the capital, I will be responsible for managing the agents."

Feng Xiuhu nodded silently - he didn't know what an agent was before, so he didn't take Old William seriously, but now it seems that this old tailor who once served as the captain of the agent team is actually very important.

He suddenly thought of a question: "Then why haven't I seen our church's agent in Fancheng?"

Vadracho couldn't help but laugh and jokingly said, "Maybe it's because Fancheng doesn't have a leader?"

Feng Xiuhu realized that he had made a stupid move.

Vadracho patted his shoulder and said, "So, work hard on your training. I have high expectations for you."

……

Feng Xiuhu hurriedly left the hall.

Shunzi caught up and asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

Feng Xiuhu said solemnly, "Return to the temple."

Shunzi also became nervous: "What happened?"

"Something serious has happened."

Feng Xiuhu clenched his fists. "A new leader will be arriving soon. We need to grab what we can while there's still time."

Shunzi panicked when he heard this: "Painting! Grab that painting first!"

Feng Xiuhu said anxiously, "I know! I'll go back to the temple and pick out all the valuables. You go get the brothers to help."

After leaving the iron gate of the upper city, the two men acted separately.

Although the airborne leader has not arrived yet, the news will definitely be leaked in advance, so Feng Xiuhu has to race against time to make a big profit before that.

When they arrived at the church, Feng Xiuhu was about to walk in when suddenly a figure jumped out from the side and grabbed Feng Xiuhu's arm.

Feng Xiuhu took a closer look - it turned out to be a hairy walnut.

Mao Hetao bowed and smiled apologetically, "Oh, my dear priest, I've been waiting for you to come."

Feng Xiuhu asked him, "Who are you looking for?"

Mao Hetao quickly replied, "Of course I'm looking for you, Master Feng! Squad Leader Feng! Father Feng!"

Feng Xiuhu pushed up the brim of his hat and said, "You've got the wrong person. Feng Xiuhu is already dead—you even sent people to help him keep vigil. Have you forgotten?"

Mao Hetao's smile froze on his face. After a moment, he slapped himself in the face. "Master Feng, I was blinded by lard at the time and listened to Konate Chen's lies. If I had known earlier that you hadn't taken the Styx Road, I wouldn't have dared to set up willows at the entrance of your kiln even if I had brought a hundred lanterns."

He was talking about the Jianghu jargon, and Feng Xiuhu only half understood it. He said impatiently, "I don't have time to argue with you. Get out of here now."

Feng Xiuhu is a reasonable person. From a logical point of view, it was indeed Konate Chen who instructed Mao Hetao to expand the Wrench Gang; from a moral point of view, it was indeed because of the Wrench Gang that the family had peace and quiet during the days of vigil.

So Feng Xiuhu had no intention of doing anything to Mao Hetao, but Mao Hetao wishfully thought that Feng Xiuhu would come back to deal with him.

But the more Feng Xiuhu acted like he didn't want to care, the more anxious Mao Hetao became.

So Mao Hetao quickly said, "Master Feng, please open your mouth and give me some advice. Should we continue to preach in the port area?"

He wanted to use this matter to test Feng Xiuhu's attitude.

Feng Xiuhu shook him off and said, "I don't care whether you pass it on or not."

This matter is no longer Feng Xiuhu's responsibility. Once the parachuted bishop arrives, the new bishop will have the final say on what to do. Feng Xiuhu just wants to make money quickly.

But Mao Hetao didn't know, and neither did the priests and guards in the temple.

As soon as Konate Chen was imprisoned, Feng Xiuhu arrived at the temple. Everyone assumed Feng Xiuhu would be in charge again. Mao Hetao was stopped outside by the Holy Guards. Feng Xiuhu hurried back to his study and sent a deacon to call Mike and Morgan.

As soon as the two arrived, Feng Xiuhu hurriedly took them around the church.

"Take this off."

Feng Xiuhu pointed at the "God Leading the Waves" painting at the door.

The two Divine Guards brought by Morgan looked at each other.

Morgan was the first to speak. He frowned and said, "Follow the order!"

The Divine Guards no longer hesitated, and stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, carefully taking down the painting.

Feng Xiuhu nodded with satisfaction and continued walking forward.

After a moment, Feng Xiuhu stopped and pointed at the chandelier above his head: "Isn't that gold?"

Mike replied, "It's gold-plated."

Feng Xiuhu was a little disappointed: "Not worth much?"

Mike forced a dry laugh: "It depends on what you compare it to."

Feng Xiuhu looked up at the sparkling and gorgeous crystal chandelier - she still couldn't let go of it.

He asked, "For example?"

Mike pointed to the inconspicuous sculptures on both sides of the corridor and said, "Every sculpture here is a masterpiece by a famous artist. Any one of them is worth more than the chandelier."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned. These sculptures could be seen almost everywhere in the church. Wherever there was a corridor, there would be a pair placed at intervals - but he had never paid much attention to them.

"What are you waiting for?"

Feng Xiuhu called out to the Divine Guards: "Quick, move it downstairs! Call more people!"

Then he turned to Mike and smiled: "Luckily it's you, Watson, I'll give you the credit for the first place."

Mike didn't know Watson, but he didn't dare take the credit.

While Officer Morgan was gone to call for help, Mike leaned over and whispered, "What are you doing? You're the boss of the entire temple. Are your chances of making money going to be limited?"

Feng Xiuhu lowered his voice and said, "There's no future! A new bishop will soon take over the temple. If we don't make a move now, there will be no chance later."

Mike didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you can't empty the church!"

Feng Xiuhu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you'll get your share."

"That's not what I meant!"

Mike quickly took a step back: "Besides, the things in the temple are hot, I dare not take them."

"If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a bastard."

Feng Xiuhu glared at him and said, "If you don't want it, forget it. Just tell me where all the valuables are."

Mike said helplessly, "I remember there were a few rare parchment scrolls on the bookshelf in the study. They're very valuable. Besides that, most of the precious treasures should be in the main classroom, like the bishop's vestments and tiara, which are only used in large ceremonies, and the pure gold crozier. Oh, and that divine screen in the main classroom is also very expensive."

"Main classroom?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned. He didn't even know there was such a room in the temple.

Mike saw his confusion and explained, "That's the bishop's residence in the church, right next to the study. Because there was no bishop in the church before, it has been unused. Konate Chen seems to have used it a few days ago."

Feng Xiuhu remembered that there was indeed a door next to the study, but it was always closed, so he never paid attention to it.

So he turned around and walked back.

(End of this chapter)