Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 229 Twelve Boxes of Treasures

This group of thirty Guizhou soldiers were eating, drinking and having fun in the Main Hall. It was already midnight, and they were all drunk and staggering.

At this time, a soldier suffered from stomach cramps. He hurriedly ran out to find the hut, but he did not come back for a long time.

Another soldier also had a stomachache and wanted to have diarrhea. He hurriedly held his stomach and ran out, but he didn't come back for a long time.

Two soldiers from the same company did not come back. The other soldiers in the palace laughed and said, "I wonder what these two people went to do? They must be doing something bad."

"Isn't it? Oh," said a soldier, "I also have diarrhea. What's wrong today? The food is not clean and I can't keep it after eating it. It's a waste."

Another soldier laughed at him: "What's this? You can just eat it back."

"Asshole." I wanted to beat him up, but I couldn't help it, so I picked up my pants and ran out.

The boy didn't come back for a long time, and among the soldiers in the palace, seven or eight people immediately shouted that they were going to have diarrhea. One of them, who had drunk little wine and was somewhat clear-headed, exclaimed:

"No, don't follow other people's advice."

As soon as he said this, the group of Guizhou soldiers woke up, quickly picked up their swords, and rushed out of the palace.

I saw a bright light outside the hall. Four night wandering gods with ferocious faces, three holding swords and one holding a knife, were facing these Guizhou soldiers.

No need to ask, these four people are Yang Shucheng's group.

They entered Linggu Temple in the dark, sneaked into the house, and added laxatives to the wine that the Guizhou soldiers wanted to drink, and also added laxatives to the broth in the pot.

This group of Guizhou soldiers came from their hometown and were well-informed. Of course, they would not think that these four were really night wandering gods, but that they were bandits, and they all came over with swords to kill them.

Yang Shucheng and the others didn't take them seriously, so they raised their swords and faced them.

When these soldiers killed the monks in the temple, they were extremely vicious and killed them all. But in front of the four of them, they were no match. After several rounds, everyone was injured.

Those soldiers drank too much, ate too much, and were full of shit. They were no match for them. They were all stabbed and fell to the ground, unable to struggle.

At this time, more than a dozen night wandering gods with oil paint on their faces came over, holding ropes in their hands, and tied them up one by one.

A group of women in the hall were so frightened that they hid in the corner of the hall, and no one dared to say a word. Bai Yuyao was guarding the door. Seeing them hugging each other, she was so frightened that her face turned pale. Some blushed and some turned pale, as if peach blossoms and pear blossoms were blooming at the same time.

Bai Yuyao thought to herself: "What a pity for these beauties."

Then he looked at the group of Guizhou soldiers outside, his teeth itched with hatred, and he wished he could go forward and give them a sword one by one.

Bai Yuyao faced these trembling women and said, "Don't move or run, or I will kill you one by one with a sword."

If he didn't say these words, these weak women would not dare to run. When he said this, these women would shrink into a ball, not daring to move, staring at the ground, not daring to raise their eyes, and look around.

Outside, these dozen night wandering gods were actually dressed as servants of Master Chen. They neatly tied up these soldiers and escorted them into another room.

Count them, there are thirty in total, one is too little and one is not too much.

Those Guizhou soldiers were usually arrogant, but they were not afraid now that they were tied up. One of them even dared to shout:

"Where are you from? Do you know that we are Mr. Ma's soldiers?"

Li Xing said: "I know."

"I know, you still dare to tie us up, let us go quickly, or I will kill you one by one."

Li Xing said: "Now, you must understand that you are the fish on the chopping board, and it is I who should kill you."

"You come to kill me. If I lend you some courage, you don't dare to kill me."

"Really?" Huang Xianfu walked forward holding the knife, put the knife on his slender neck and gestured.

The soldier thought he was Ma Shiying's hometown soldier and no one dared to offend them. He was very courageous and not afraid at all. He even urged him:

"You kill, you kill. You are a coward."

Huang Xianfu laughed and said: "I can't kill you with one knife, you will die quickly. I will kill you slowly and make your death more painful."

The soldier snorted coldly and said, "Try it."

Huang Xianfu raised the knife and lowered it. In just a blink of an eye, he saw a wisp of blood flowing down quickly from the soldier's slender, white neck and throat.

Soon the blood was all over his body, but he couldn't die yet. Only then did he become frightened and shouted:

"Help me..."

But who will save him?

The more than fifty monks in Linggu Temple were kind-hearted, but they were all killed and buried by these soldiers, and they could not climb out to save him.

The Maitreya Buddha in the main hall was so merciful that he could save him, but these soldiers ate and drank in the hall every day and knocked down the Maitreya Buddha, so they could not come to save them.

The soldier screamed a few times, causing the blood in his throat to gush. He rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and stopped moving.

When the other soldiers saw this, they realized that he really dared to take action. This time, the arrogant temper they had developed over the years suddenly became much more restrained.

One of the soldiers was quite clever and said: "Dear heroes, what do you mean by tying us up? We can discuss it easily."

Another soldier said: "The beauties here are all yours."

Yang Shucheng and the other three did not speak.

The soldier said: "As long as you want anything, just ask and we can discuss it easily."

Li Xing said: "We are here to rob the people's treasures and people's anointing that Ma Shiying looted. If you are wise, please tell me where to hide them."

The soldier said: "Everything else is easy to discuss, but you can't touch this thing that belongs to Mr. Ma."

Yang Shucheng said: "To tell you the truth, if I hadn't expected him to stabilize the court and resist the Qing soldiers, I would have killed him with one sword."

The soldier said: "I know how powerful these four heroes are, but these things all belong to Prime Minister Ma. They are not ours, and we are only doing our best to protect them."

"It's just that you have too many things." Huang Xianfu stepped forward and swung his knife away. This soldier who was not afraid of danger and dared to bargain could no longer speak.

When the other soldiers saw it, they rushed to say:

"In the east wing, in the east wing."

"Yes, yes, I'm not hiding them either. They're all packed in the house."

"Yeah, yeah, there are twelve boxes in total."

"Yes, yes, twelve boxes full, all filled with gold, silver and jewelry."

"Yes, someone came yesterday to spread the word that Mr. Ma will take us back to Guizhou in half a month."

The Chen family servants outside the door had long heard these words, so they walked to the east wing together, opened the door, and lit the oil lamp. There was nothing else on the ground, but twelve large wooden boxes neatly placed.

Several people stepped forward and opened the wooden boxes one by one, and the treasures inside were revealed. Under the illumination of the oil lamp, they glowed dazzlingly. Even the owner Chen, who had seen the world, was stunned.

Could it be that so many treasures went into the Dragon Palace?

I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought it was in a dream. Several servants actually bit their fingers with their mouths. It really hurt.

Master Chen arranged: "Four people carry a box and carry it to the carriage down the mountain. Don't break it."

This group of men were all working men in their prime. The four of them lifted a box and walked out. They followed the familiar mountain path and headed down the mountain like flying.

After moving back and forth several times, all twelve boxes of treasures were moved and loaded on the carriage down the mountain.

Master Chen came over to ask for instructions, and Li Xing said: "You go first. We still have to take care of these officers and soldiers."

Master Chen is gone.

These Guizhou soldiers were tied up one by one and sat on the ground. Two of them were killed and they were still lying bloody beside them. After the bloody lesson, none of them dared to open their mouths and say a word.

Bai Yuyao was guarding the main hall, where more than a dozen women were imprisoned, and Yang Shucheng and three others were guarding the remaining twenty-eight officers and soldiers.

After waiting for more than three hours, the sky in the east became a little brighter.

The men and horses brought by Master Chen have probably returned to the villa long ago. For safety reasons, the four of Li Xing still stayed at Linggu Temple.

At this time, all the chickens outside the mountain crowed.

The four of them still had no intention of leaving. The officers and soldiers didn't dare to ask a word. Just like that, both sides remained silent and waited for the time to pass slowly.

The sun has risen.

I saw a person walking hurriedly towards the temple on the mountain road outside Linggu Temple.