People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

"So, deal's done."

Tang Sen said with a satisfied smile: "What a pleasant meeting, Miss Doma."

"." The witch didn't know how to respond.

joy? The last time he was so angry was when he was sealed by pirates.

But looking at the money bag on the table, the witch's expression finally softened and she said, "You gave me a surprise, Tang."

"So I forgive you for what you did today and I look forward to our next meeting."

Tang Sen squinted his eyes and said, "We probably won't meet again, Miss Doma."

"After all, I don't want to face the wrath of a goddess again."

The corner of the witch's mouth curled up: "I'm not that easy to get angry. I've been a mortal for too long."

"I hope so." Tang Sen nodded and changed the subject: "I have one last request."

"I wonder, when and where will Davy Jones show up?"

"Just think of it as a bonus to this transaction. I'm happy to help you with your divination." The witch cleared the gold coins on the table and revealed the six-pointed star on the table.

Then, she held the crab claws, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes.

"Touch-destiny!"

Crab claws are scattered and distributed on the six-pointed star.

"Three months later, Crolby waters."

When we left the witch's house, the thick night had completely saturated the jungle.

William stood on the bow of the boat holding the oil lamp that came from the witch's room, and could barely see the river clearly. Following the current, he was going back much faster than when he came.

"What a pity." Sparrow was still muttering to himself: "Don, I really can't understand that in order to deal with Davy Jones, you are actually willing to give up your huge wealth?"

"You should have it all!"

"How can a pirate try to understand Mr. Tang's behavior?" Tom said coldly from the side: "You should be glad that you were honest today, otherwise your body would become fertilizer in this jungle."

"Tom, don't be so nervous." Tang Sen smiled and turned to look at the dark river behind him.

"Captain Sparrow, let me give you a suggestion."

"If you meet Miss Doma in the future, you'd better hide away."

Sparrow was stunned for a moment, then coughed awkwardly: "I didn't expect that she was actually Cory Busso, otherwise, I would never-"

"No, Captain Sparrow." Townsend interrupted: "I'm not making fun of your affair."

"Anyway, you'd better take my reminder to heart."

Tang Sen spread his hands: "You won't be willing to bear her anger."

He put his hand into the pocket of his coat, caressed the black money bag, and said to himself: "I don't want to either, so let's row faster."

Teasing a goddess is a dangerous thing, even a sealed one.

Tang Sen naturally knew this.

If possible, Tang Sen really wouldn't mind fulfilling the deal truthfully and trading the money bag to the witch. After all, money doesn't mean much to him now.

He has never had a habit of hiding his golden fingers from anyone. After possessing the undead army, a money bag that can only be used in this world and has a time limit of six months will not be harmful to him even if it is exposed. What impact does security have?

In order to escape death, what if we give it up?

Unfortunately, the inalienable property of the money bag allows it to automatically return to itself after being away from itself for a certain distance. This means that I am destined to bear the risk when planning this matter.

Any plan will have risks, and the key to whether to implement it or not is which one is greater, risk or benefit.

In Tang Sen's opinion, compared to facing the Norwegian Kraken head-on, Miss Doma seemed much kinder.

After all, the Norwegian Kraken is indeed unsolvable in this world, at least for mortals like me, even mortals with curses. As long as it still exists, I will never be able to defeat Davy Jones.

Indeed, in the original novel, Davy Jones summons the sea monster through the Flying Dutchman's winch, but Townsend doesn't want to gamble that this is the only way he can summon it.

This is a real world, and the information shown in the original work is not enough to predict the eventuality of this world. Tang Sen knows that it is not wise to completely rely on and trust the plot of the original work, especially at such a critical node.

If you lose the bet, you will never recover.

As for Tia Doma, even if she teased her, her hatred for the nine pirate kings is much stronger than her own. The nine pirate kings have been fine for so many years, and the pirate guild is still safely established in Shipwreck Bay. This shows that even if she still has some divine power left, there is not much she can do. As long as she stays far away from her, she will naturally be beyond her reach.

The most important thing is that Tang Sen left a little foreshadowing before leaving.

When the boat finally passed through the river and entered the sea, and the fleet with lights appeared in front of him, Tang Sen took a long breath.

"Mr. Tang is back!"

The vigilant soldiers shouted on the deck. Tang Sen quickly climbed up the stairs on the side of the ship to the deck. Before he could stand still, the order had been issued.

"Blow the trumpets, beat the drums, and wake everyone up!"

"Sail immediately!"

The soldiers looked solemn. They had rarely heard Mr. Tang give such an urgent order.

The entire fleet soon became lively. The sails were raised and swollen by the night wind. With the help of the wind, the densely packed ships quickly moved away from the island where the gods lived.

"Mr. Tang, where is our destination?" A soldier ran over quickly with a chart.

Townsend looked him over and said, "Oh, Mr. Newgate."

Townsend, the chartman of the Intrepid, had met him once in Port Royal. Because of his name, Townsend was quite impressed with him. Later, Mr. Roger Newgate was also successfully selected to join Tangshen. Sen's army of the undead.

"There is no need to plan a route this time, Mr. Newgate." Townsend said: "No one knows where the fleet's destination is."

"Then how to sail?" Roger Newgate looked confused.

"My helmsman will point out the direction for the fleet." Townsend patted William Turner on the shoulder: "I'll leave it to you next, Mr. Turner."

"Follow your will and find the heart that can save your father."

William opened the compass and saw that after rotating a few times, the needle on the compass stopped firmly and pointed to the west.

"It seems we have a direction."

Tang Sen looked at the Caribbean Sea under the night sky.

"All is ready except for the opportunity."