"Boom ......"

The movement of the Golden Buddha being toppled has never stopped.

The pilgrims in the Daxiong Treasure Hall have been numb, and unconsciously there is no more devotion to the Buddha left, and the Buddha's fate is almost exhausted.

"Little old man, no offense!"

"Please forgive the Buddha!"

"Bang ......"

The old man still knelt on the ground regardless of the Buddha and begged for forgiveness, but when the last golden Buddha was pushed down, several iron chains suddenly broke, and the golden Buddha in the middle of 10,000 catties pressed obliquely towards the old man, and actually directly pressed him into a pulp, which made those pilgrims tremble.

"It's rare for such devout believers to be."

"It's good to serve the Buddha."

Luo Congee looked at the puddle of meat on the ground and shook his head.

"Lord Luo, the matter has been done."

Not long after,

Ding Xiu also walked back to report,

Luo Congee walked out of the main hall and looked up, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the White Horse Temple and several side halls had been burning, and the surrounding areas of the main hall had been poured with fierce fire oil, and the brocade guards behind him were hurrying to cut the golden Buddha in order to take it away in batches.

"Do you want to go to the West Heaven too?"

"Enough to see enough, why don't you get out?" Luo Congee looked at the pale pilgrims inside and said coldly.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you Lord Luo for letting me wait for my eyes today, knowing the nature of these bald donkeys, I will never believe in Buddhism again in the future, the grass people have to learn from the adults when they go back, and they smashed all the Buddha statues enshrined at home, if they see the bald donkeys coming to turn their fate, they have to spit on his bowl with two mouthfuls of thick phlegm!"

At least the rich merchant was the first to speak,

thanked Luo Congee again and again.

"How many taels of silver did you bring as incense this trip?"

Luo Congee nodded undeniably when he heard this, looked at the rich merchant's bulging purse, and asked again.

"The grass people's family is engaged in the tea business, and they have a little money, so they bring more, more than 300 taels of silver, and 2,000 taels of silver tickets......

The middle-aged rich businessman scratched his head and said.

"What about you?"

Luo Congee's gaze fell on the crowd.

"The grass people's family is engaged in porcelain trading, and they often go out and want to seek peace, so they bring 400 taels of silver and 800 taels of silver tickets."

"The little old ancestor has a few acres of thin fields, and he wants to ask for many sons and grandchildren, so he brought eighty taels of silver and three hundred taels of silver tickets, and added them as incense......

……

Luo Congee's voice fell, and everyone spoke one after another, after experiencing so many unforgettable horrors, no one dared to hide it, and they all answered truthfully.

The voice fell,

Everyone was faintly happy in their hearts.

On the contrary, the Jinyi guards on the side didn't feel good in their hearts, and after calculating it, the sum of money donated by those big families casually was regarded as their own money for more than ten years.

"Lord Luo, it's really ironic to say, these days ordinary people can't believe in Buddha, not to mention the silver in their pockets, they can't afford to marry Buddha, but these people who don't have to worry about food and clothing are so ...... all day long."

Wang Ruling sighed.

"Also, these serious people, who believes in Buddhism?"

Luo Congee answered.

"But, I don't know why."

"I always feel a dull pain in the back socket."

Luo Congee looked at the pilgrims and moved his wrist.

"Lord Luo!"

"Xia Guan has an idea."

Ding Xiu pondered for a moment and continued.

"Your Excellency, you said that the money they were carrying was originally intended to add incense to these bald donkeys, right?"

"Hmm!"

"It stands to reason that"

"Now the money should also fall into the merit box."

Ding Xiu pointed to the one-person-high wooden box.

"Not bad."

Luo Congee nodded.

"It's just that we came to this White Horse Temple, killed those bald donkeys, and accidentally interrupted them to donate incense to the merit box."

"According to the lower officials, now that the bald donkeys have been killed, should they be given a little time to finish what they wanted to do before?"

Ding corrected color channel,

"Well, that's how it should be."

"Then what are you doing in a daze?"

Luo Congee figured out the trick and asked with a smile.

"Order!"

......

"Bang ......"

"Everyone, put the money in first."

The merit box that was one person high was carried out by Ding Xiu alone, and the merit boxes of the remaining side halls were also carried out by other horsemen, lined up, and placed in the middle of the square, facing the thousands of believers and said loudly.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Some people were surprised.

Ding Xiu pointed to the merit box and raised his hand without saying much, the meaning was self-evident, let them watch it themselves.

"I guess the adults are afraid that when we go down the mountain, there will be too many people and we will lose our money, anyway, it will not rob us of our silver......" A hearty man took the lead in throwing the silver ticket in his hand and the broken silver, and the rest of the people had no choice but to follow suit.

"Gotcha!"

"Let's live!"

"Let's all take it away!"

Ding Xiu saw the merit box filled with silver tickets, and waved his hand to the cavalry behind him with satisfaction.

"What the fuck is this robbing?"

Seeing this, the man subconsciously exclaimed.

"What nonsense?"

"The silver that this official took from the merit box, even if it is said to be broken, he robbed his bald donkey, does it have anything to do with you pilgrims?"

Ding Xiu pointed to the merit box and said as a matter of course.

……

"Teach them a lesson."

Luo Congee smiled indifferently when he listened to the episode over there, and then turned over the map of the capital, saying that there were more than a dozen small temples around that had not been slaughtered, and he had to plan how to divide the troops and how to kill them before today.

"Wang Tongzhi, leave a hundred people to deal with the affairs here, and then you and Ding Xiu will each lead a team of people and horses to the north and south respectively, and there are still seven or eight monk temples over there, all in accordance with the regulations of the White Horse Temple."

"This official led all the way to the east and slaughtered the remaining five or six." After thinking for a moment, Luo Congee pointed to the direction on the map of Shangjing and ordered.

"By the way, I am dedicating some people to guard the city gate, after all, the movement is too big, and those bald donkeys have to abandon the temple......"

"Let's go down the mountain, after tonight."

"I hope that there will be no more Buddhism in the land of Gyeonggi!"

After Luo Congee finished explaining, he led the rest of the elite horsemen, rode his horse down the mountain, and just walked to the foot of the mountain, the Tibetan scripture pavilion on the top also collapsed at this time, and the whole mountain was full of scriptures flying, and soon fell into the tongue of fire to devour.

At the end of the day

Looking down from the sky, more than ten temples in the north, south, east and west of the huge Shangjing City are all on fire, illuminating the neighboring markets like day, and the wails of those bald donkeys are echoing endlessly, all night.

Ordinary people listened to the sound outside and hid in the bed, tossing and turning, but no one had the courage to go out to investigate, even the sound of singing and dancing came out of the Goolan Washer, all of them were closed doors, even those rotten drunkards did not dare to hang over the streets, lest they bump into the countless ghosts, only a full moon hung in the sky, sprinkling the cold moonlight like water.

Really,

The drums of the sixth street are resting and the pedestrians are overwhelming, and there is a moon in the vast sky of Jiuqu.