"The Great Black Heavenly Demon has once again triumphed, and the Holy Father has been defeated, as in the previous era, while the darkness in the depths of you is still unaware, surrounded by ignorance, filth, cruelty, chaos, oppression, and humiliation. King Ming once again issued an edict, choosing this seat as the son of the Buddha, descending the Buddha Mother, saving you and others, defeating the Great Black Heavenly Demon, and rebuilding the Holy Kingdom of Light. ”

"In the Holy Land of Light, the rich and the poor are all supported, the young are educated, the poor are dependent, the difficult are helped, and the widows, widows, lonely and disabled are all supported......"

In front of the temple, Fang Qifo sat cross-legged on the altar, and his voice was loud, like a flood bell and a big Lu, which made people listen to it and couldn't help but be convinced.

Today's Manichaeism is completely different from the Wu Zetian period.

After absorbing and integrating the essence of Buddhism, Taoism, Maitreya, Nestorianism and many other sects, it has been completely sinicized, and it has been transformed by the hands of Fang La, and it is almost a new sect.

In the past three days, Fang Qifo preached and preached every day, and performed many 'miracles', plus the believers in the cottage appeared to speak, completely bluffing the people who were taken captive up the mountain.

The so-called statement of appearance is nothing more than that he was seriously ill before, saw many doctors, emptied his family savings, but was never cured.

By chance, he converted to Manichaeism, and after being enlightened by the Buddha, he was miraculously cured.

Not to mention this method, there will be a lot of people in the future who believe in this method.

In just three days, except for a few people, the rest of them had all become believers in Fang Qi Buddha, completely forgetting that they had been forcibly captured by bandits.

Zhao Ji and Lu He naturally didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to show it, they were observing the cottage every day, trying their best to escape.

At noon, the sun was fierce.

The sermon of the first half of the day is over.

"Congratulations to the Buddha."

The people looked respectful and pinched their hands.

After Fang Qifo left, the people got up and walked towards the restaurant.

Zhao Ji was mixed in the crowd, his nose was still red and swollen, and it had not completely disappeared, and his face was full of dirt.

"You, stop!"

Suddenly, a big hand passed through the crowd and dragged Zhao Ji out.

Zhao Ji was shocked and looked worried.

He was not the only one who was dragged out of the crowd, there were also Lu He and the other two.

Rao sensed that something was wrong and immediately came to Lu He with the child in his arms.

One of the bandits frowned, and was about to pull Rao apart, but not far away, a person dressed as a scholar glanced at him.

Seeing this, the bandit had to stop his movements and said expressionlessly: "The Buddha said, you can't take refuge without Huigen, and I will send you down the mountain." ”

"Really?"

The other two were overjoyed.

The bandit smiled and beckoned to them: "That's nature, come with me." ”

Lu He was keenly aware that a trace of banter and mockery flashed in the eyes of this bandit.

Send them down the mountain?

How could these thieves be so kind, I'm afraid that they will be taken out of the cottage to destroy their mouths.

Looking at the five bandits in armor and holding knives, Lu He sighed in his heart, and had to walk towards the outside of the cottage.

Zhao Ji lowered his voice and said, "Brother Daoqing, where are these bandits going to take us?" ”

"You're going to send us down the mountain."

Lu He replied in a bitter tone.

Zhao Ji was so thoughtful, he immediately heard the meaning of his words, and his heart was extremely frightened.

Thinking that he was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he was going to die under the knife of a group of thieves.

For a while, I couldn't help but feel sad about it.

Five bandits escorted them out of the cottage and down a dirt path.

After walking for a while, a merchant was shocked: "This ...... This is not the way down the mountain. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandit swung his steel knife and slashed the back of the knife on the merchant's back.

Despite the back of the knife, the merchant who still hurt let out a bitter wail.

"Let's go!"

Putting away the steel knife, the bandit glanced coldly at the five people.

Zhao Ji was so frightened that he continued to walk.

After walking along the trail for half an hour, through a dense forest, the eyes suddenly opened up, and large fields appeared in view.

Many people are busy in the fields under the scorching sun, which is an idyllic scene.

It was only after getting closer that Zhao Ji and the others saw the clues.

The busy people in the fields, men and women, young and old, all with yellow faces and thin muscles, as if a gust of wind could blow them down, dressed in tattered paper clothes, some of them did not even have paper clothes, and most of their bodies were naked, only a circle of leaves tied between the straddles.

In addition to this, there are many overseers who are armed with leather whips and whistle sticks.

When encountering someone who moves slower, splitting his head and covering his face is a beating, regardless of the other party's begging for mercy.

"Millet millet!"

Rao snorted softly.

It turned out that instead of rice or wheat, poppies were planted in the fields.

The people were armed with scimitars and cut a hole in the green fruit of the poppy.

The next moment, there was milky white viscous juice oozing out.

When exposed to the air, the juice quickly turns dark brown, and the juice is scraped off with a small scimitar and placed in a clay pot that hangs around the waist.

At this time, Zhao Ji and the others also reacted, and the thieves did not want to kill them, but treated them as serfs.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, serfs are serfs, it's better than not dying.

Passing through a walled gate, the five were ushered into a wooden house.

Five sets of paper clothes were thrown on the ground, and a bandit said coldly: "Take off your clothes!" ”

The merchant who had been stabbed on the back before was obviously frightened, and immediately took off the silk and satin on his body, leaving only the white linen undershirt.

Seeing this, the bandit moved his gaze to Rao's again.

Seeing that Rao's was quite attractive, he couldn't help but look up and down, his eyes flashed with lust, and he smiled lewdly: "Little lady, do you take it off by yourself, or will Lao Tzu help you take it off?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey!"

These words caused the rest of the bandits to laugh lewdly.

I never thought that Rao looked weak, but his temperament was extremely strong: "If you dare to touch me, I will immediately bite my tongue and kill myself!" ”

The bandit glanced at the child in Rao's arms, and sneered: "Give us a good look, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill your son." ”

Her son was her weakness, and she froze in place for a while.

"Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated, it's a big deal!"

Lu He stepped forward and stood in front of his wife and children.

"What are you yelling about?"

At this moment, a loud cheer came.

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw a fat woman walk in, followed by several strong men who were five big and three thick.

Looking around, the fat woman showed a look of surprise and scolded: "If the person is delivered, get out of here, don't make trouble in the old lady's territory." ”

The bandit smiled and said, "Don't worry, Hua Sanniang, our brothers will leave after a while." ”

Hua Sanniang snorted coldly: "Don't blame the old lady for not reminding you, the manpower of the Extreme Paradise is not enough, and the Buddha has been in a hurry recently, delaying the Buddha's major affairs, you look at it." ”

Hearing this, the faces of several bandits changed, and they immediately left in disgrace.

After they left, Hua Sanniang glanced at Rao's, spitted, and scolded: "Saohoo pretended to be a very chaste martyr, and quickly changed her clothes to work." ”

Seeing the strong man staring at him viciously, Zhao Ji swallowed his saliva and began to undress.

As the coarse linen clothes were taken off, a pile of green coins and the authentic handiwork of Huang Tingjian were suddenly scattered on the ground.

"Shhh

Lu He's eyes widened, and they looked at Zhao Ji with incredible faces.

Green Money!

And they are all large denominations, 1,000 yuan of green money.

With such a lot of green money, I am afraid that it will not add up to more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan.

Fortunately, Hua Sanniang's gang didn't know the goods, so they only thought that these were ordinary pieces of paper, and after glancing at them, they stopped paying attention.

Putting on paper clothes, Zhao Ji hurriedly stuffed the green money and the bookpost into his arms.

This paper garment has not been worn by many people, it is tattered and tattered, and it exudes a disgusting musty smell.

Hua Sanniang waved her hand, and a strong man immediately stepped forward and took away the clothes of several people.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and the Shu brocade on Lu He and the others is not a bargain, the workmanship is exquisite, and it is absolutely no problem to take it to the pawn shop and change it for dozens of times.

After changing into paper clothes, Hua Sanniang distributed knives and clay pots to the five people, and drove them to work in the fields.

Zhao Jiqin is proficient in calligraphy and painting, but where has he done farm work, he is clumsy, and after a while, he was whipped several times.

It hurts a lot in my back.

When Lu He saw it, he took advantage of the overseer's inattention, and lowered his voice and said, "Brother Song, bear with it, and find a chance to escape is the right way." ”

"I'm provincial."

Zhao Ji nodded.

While working, the two of them looked at their surroundings.

It was until the sun set, and finally got off work.

My head was dizzy from the sun, and my whole body ached.

Dinner was a paste of wheat bran and wild herbs, which were fed to the animals, and how good did the slaves want to eat?

Hang a breath, and you won't die of hunger.

After eating, they were driven back to the hut.

The original bunk was gone, and I could only sleep on the ground, and dozens of people were crammed into a wooden house, and the stench was terrible.

Zhao Ji was so tired that he fell to the ground and didn't want to move, and he didn't care about running away, so he muttered to himself: "Where are people living here." ”

Lu He was a little better, and he was helping his son rub his calves.

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Lu He chuckled and said, "What is Brother Song's name, isn't it true that most of the people in the world are like this." ”

"Really?"

Zhao Ji was stunned, his face full of incredulity.

Lu He Zhengse said: "It's just a little less fighting, the rest are almost the same, we at least have a mouthful of wheat bran to eat, and some people are not as good as us." ”

(End of chapter)