Late Qing Dynasty Executioner

Chapter 76 A lively night
In fact, the people in the mountain village had not experienced much bloody things. After all, the mountain village had been established for more than 20 years, almost 30 years, and they had long gone from fighting for territory in the beginning to a stable life of collecting tolls later.

However, the last time we intercepted Addis, everyone experienced a test of blood and fire. Amid the explosions, everyone became excited, and no one showed mercy when they finished off the injured enemy.

When they heard Chen Gu asking them to torture the monks, they all grinned and rushed forward. However, before they could do anything, they just pulled off the rags on the monks' doors, and one by one they confessed.

The grain and copper coins were in the warehouse, while the gold and silver were in this hall. The Lord of Sichuan moved and turned around, and a secret door to the cellar appeared behind him.

Chen Gu asked an old monk to lead the way and went down to take a look himself. Unexpectedly, these monks were quite rich, with a thousand taels of gold and more than ten thousand taels of silver.

After a while, the person who checked the warehouse reported that there were only more than 10,000 kilograms of grain, but there were 2,000 to 3,000 kilograms of bacon and more than 1,000 strings of copper coins.

This amount of gold and silver made Chen Gu frown. There were only a few hundred households in Fobao, and more than two thousand people, all of whom were tenants of the Bian family. How could they possibly offer so much money?

Chen looked at the old monk and kicked him in the waist. Then he asked the old monk who was lying on the ground, "Tell me, how did you collect so much gold and silver?"

The old monk looked in pain, and after taking a few breaths, he put his hands together and replied, "Amitabha, these are all the incense money that believers usually offer to the Bodhisattva. Over the past few decades, the money has accumulated to form such a large scale!"

"Haha, you really took me for a kid?" Chen Jue sneered, "How could these poor people, who can't even get enough to eat or wear warm clothes, have so much money to offer to you?

"It's just a layer of noodles, about ten slices, and underneath are all green beans!" Lao Nian laughed, "But it's also very good. The oil and water from the steamed pork with rice flour has soaked into the green beans, and it's very comfortable to eat."

"You are more like a real monk than that guy Yuanqi, but whether you can survive in the end depends on what you have done!"

Chen Gu smiled and continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it now. It will be the same tomorrow when I hold a public trial!"

"Haha, so that's how it is. Let's prepare dinner for the brothers. After dinner, let the brothers go and help. Even if these newcomers can't do anything, it would be good for them to help bring back the prisoners!" said Chen Gu.

"Donors are very wise, but these money and food are indeed the incense money offered by believers over the years. If donors need it, just take it. Some money and food originally come from all living beings, and giving back to all living beings is the reincarnation of our Buddhism!" said the old monk with his eyebrows lowered.

There was only one dish. Seeing the bowl filled with fat meat, Chen Gu was surprised and asked Lao Nian, "Zhang Haomin is so generous that he actually made so much steamed pork with rice flour for the brothers to eat?"

Today, Fobao has been very lively since it was almost nightfall. At first there were bursts of thunder, followed by heavy rain. When the rain was about to stop, faint screams were heard from the direction of Qingyuan Palace.

And you even have bacon in your storehouse, which proves that you live an extravagant life. Although there are not many of you, there are nearly a hundred of you. Buddha said that the meat provided by these two thousand people is probably not enough for you to eat. How can you accumulate so much wealth?"

Not long after, Lao Nian brought people back with all the food. There were steamed rice in the steamers covered with linen cloth. There were ten steamers full of rice, and more than ten steamers full of steamed vegetables.

Soon after, bursts of thunder resounded in all directions of Fobao, and screams were heard from all directions. Many people speculated whether some monsters were struck by thunder.

After everything calmed down and everyone finally fell asleep, a lot of noises were heard in the villages again, as if someone had been kidnapped. No one was concerned and it was dark so they didn't dare to go out to check. They could only pray in their hearts for the gods and Bodhisattvas to bless them and not let this happen to their families.

After waiting until daybreak, everyone opened the door and went out to find out what was going on. They found out that the richest family in the village had been captured by the boss. No one knew what the boss, who had been here for two months, wanted to do. Just as everyone was guessing what had happened, the boss sent someone to notify everyone to gather at the threshing ground.

The threshing ground is located in the very center of Fobao. It was built by the Bian family with great effort sixty years ago. It is paved entirely with stone slabs, and granaries and shade sheds were also built around it.

When everyone arrived at the threshing ground, they found that a high platform had been built with bamboo poles.

There were more than a hundred people kneeling on the platform, most of them were monks, and the rest were from the richest families in each village. There was also a half-grown child standing on the platform with a long wooden box on his back and a machete on his waist. Surrounding him were people from the new owner.

What terrified everyone was that there were eight or nine hundred young and strong men with unfamiliar faces standing behind the platform, and except for the half-grown child, all the monks and others on the platform were tied up and kneeling on the platform.

Such a scene gave people a solemn feeling, so even though there were one or two thousand people, no one dared to speak. The scene was very quiet. This unusual silence put a lot of pressure on everyone.

"Most people have arrived, and those who live farther away will come one after another!" Zhang Haomin reminded Chen Gu.

Chen Gu nodded, glanced at the group of tattered, pale-faced and skinny people, sighed in his heart, and shouted in a loud voice: "Very good, that's it, keep quiet, you don't need to speak, just listen to me.

Let me introduce myself first. My name is Chen Gu, and I am your real boss. I exchanged Fobao from the Bian family with something.

In other words, from now on you will be working for me, and I will also be feeding you, so you need to listen to me. As long as you listen, I, Chen Gu, will not treat you unfairly. "

Chen Gu pointed at the monks behind him and said, "I'm sure you all know these people. They are the monks in the three palaces and six temples of Fobao. I'm sure you all know these other people too. They are the wealthy people of Fobao.

I just arrived at Fobao last night and had a conflict with Monk Yuanqi, and then I killed him with one cut of the knife, and his head rolled to the ground. "

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, but when they saw Chen Gu's cold eyes, they quickly shut their mouths.

Chen Gu stretched out his hand and made a slashing motion, then sneered: "Death is just a small matter, don't worry about it. In fact, I don't take it to heart, but there is one thing that makes me curious.

When I was searching Qingyuan Palace, I discovered that there were more than 1,000 taels of gold, more than 10,000 taels of silver, and more than 1,000 strings of copper coins hidden inside, as well as a lot of good things such as millet and bacon.

Can anyone tell me where Monk Yuanqi collected so much money and food?

The old monk at Qingyuan Palace told me that this is the incense money you have offered to the Bodhisattva over the years, but I don’t believe it because I don’t think you have that much money to offer to the Bodhisattva.

So, now I really want to know where did all that money come from?"

(End of this chapter)