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Chapter 1857 Torturing the Ghost Clan

The beautiful woman said she wanted to ask for something, and Long Chen had already guessed what she was going to say.

"Madam, there are still thousands of bald donkeys in the temple. It is not appropriate to go out at this time."

"One more thing. Zhaoti Temple is the national temple of Xixia. This matter is supported by Xixia King Shi Le. If you run out, the officers and soldiers will kill you and silence you."

"Besides, it's already dark outside, who are you looking for? Your husband is not here."

The beautiful woman asked in surprise: "Isn't it possible? The king knows about this?"

The beautiful woman planned to report to the officials immediately after going out, asking the imperial government to arrest these bald donkeys.

But if Shi Le knew, or even condoned and acquiesced in these monks' misbehavior, then there would be no place for her to reason and complain.

Long Chen sneered helplessly: "Madam, there are almost one hundred thousand people seeking children every year. With so many people in the royal city, right under Shi Le's nose, wouldn't he know?"

"Without the imperial court's tacit approval, how dare they do this for decades?"

The beautiful woman found it unbelievable that the Xixia royal court allowed the monk to do such an animal thing.

But the beautiful woman didn't completely believe it. After all, Long Chen was Xixia's enemy and he had the motive to slander Shi Le.

Seeing that the beautiful woman didn't believe it, Long Chen turned around and kicked Hong Zhi, saying, "Bald donkey, tell me."

Hong Zhi said with a swollen face: "King Wu is right, both the king and junior brother are aware of this matter."

The beautiful woman widened her eyes and asked, "Why does the king do this?"

Hong Zhi said: "Your Majesty is also doing this for the good of Daxia, so that the people born in this way will have good health."

Sure enough, it was exactly as Long Chen guessed.

Shi Le fought the war just to have better quality people to cultivate the land for him, regardless of whether it would ruin the inheritance of his children.

The beautiful woman's face was full of astonishment when she heard this, and she murmured: "Then...if that's the case, I...won't we be dead after we go out?"

If the whole of Xixia is like this, then who among the beautiful women who come here dares to resist?

After leaving, who dares to report to the official?

After so many years and so many people, there must have been some fierce-tempered women who reported to the police, but they must have all been killed to silence them.

Seeing that the beautiful woman was frightened, Long Chen comforted her: "Madam, this is exactly what I want to say."

"If you want to save your life, you must expose the scandal of Zhaoti Temple in public tomorrow and make it known to everyone in the world."

"As long as everyone knows about it, Shi Le won't dare to kill you."

"Think about it, tens of thousands of people will arrive tomorrow. When the matter is made public, everyone in Xingqing City will soon know about it."

"There are hundreds of thousands of people in the royal city. Could it be that Shi Le wants to kill hundreds of thousands?"

The beautiful woman nodded slightly and said: "What King Wu said makes sense, it is true."

"The slave family will no longer have this reputation tomorrow, and will also expose the scandal of this bald donkey."

The beautiful woman is not afraid of death. She is worried that Zhaoti Temple will kill her husband and family.

In order to protect her family, she was willing to give up her reputation.

Long Chen cupped his hands and thanked: "Thank you madam for your generosity."

The beautiful woman quickly returned the gift: "I don't dare. I would like to thank King Wu for saving my life."

The beautiful woman stopped talking and sat on the bedside waiting for dawn.

Monk Hong Zhi knew that it would be over once dawn, but he did not dare to move.

Once he makes any move, Long Chen will definitely kill him.

Hong Zhi had no doubts about Long Chen's methods.

While Long Chen was waiting in room 888, Feng He was beating the greasy monk all over his head in room 333.

Boom...

The wooden board under the bed was gently pushed open, Zheer got out, and saw Feng He sitting on the bed, and an old bald donkey lying on the ground.

"grown ups."

"You are here? Where are you adults?"

Feng He had just finished watching a good show. The beautiful woman next door had an affair with the monk. The situation was quite intense, and Feng He was excited.

"Here we come, our brothers are all here, and they are each looking for their goals."

Zhe'er saw the old monk lying down and said with a smile: "Sir, does this bald donkey belong to you?"

Feng He got angry and said: "This old bald donkey, he set his sights on me as soon as I entered Zhaoti Temple."

Zhe Er chuckled and said, "I didn't expect adults to look good in women's clothes."

Feng He frowned and cursed: "Go away! Go and do your own business!"

Zhe Er left the room with a smile and went to find his target.

The old bald donkey raised his head and glanced at Zheer. Feng He immediately kicked him over and cursed: "What are you looking at? If you watch me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

The old bald donkey covered his head and did not dare to say a word.

Soon, the night passed.

The gate of Zhaoti Temple was opened, and believers who had their turn to beg for children today poured in. Some couples came together, and some women came alone.

There are also the husbands who stayed overnight last night to beg the wife of Zitang. They came to pick up their wives.

They are in a good mood because their wives will soon have children.

"Hey, Brother Xu? Why are you here too?"

"We have been married for several years but have not been able to produce an heir. My mother is urging me hard, so I brought my wife here."

"Why is Brother Li here too?"

"I'm in a similar situation to you. I've also been infertile for many years, and my family is very demanding."

"Now it's good. If you take refuge in the Buddha's blessing at Qiuzitang, you can have children."

"Yeah, let's go pick them up."

Everyone rushed to the door of Qiuzi Hall, tens of thousands of people blocked the door.

At this time, the Qiuzi Hall was noisy.

The monk who took over came in, only to find that the monk on duty last night was missing, and there was still some blood on the ground.

Xichang hid the body, but the blood stains were not completely removed and could still be seen.

"Where have Huishu and the others gone? Why is there no one there?"

"Could it be that they couldn't help but feel lonely and broke into the child-seeking room last night?"

Sometimes, the monks who were keeping watch at night couldn't help it, and would sneak in and fight two against one, so that's why I said this.

"It's possible, but what's with the blood on the ground?"

"I don't know either. People outside have already arrived. If we don't open the door, things will be difficult to handle."

"That's all, open the door first."

The monk opened the door to the child-seeking room, and the women walked out.

Some people have happy faces, some have sad faces, and some have hurt faces.

The woman came out from above, and the monk came out from the tunnel below, and the two sides were separated.

When the female believers came out, their husbands came to greet them at the door.

Among the crowd, Long Chen was carrying Hong Zhi's old bald donkey, followed by a beautiful woman wrapped in monk's robes.

When they arrived at the door, Long Chen carried Monk Hong Zhi and flew up to the roof. Feng He, Zhe'er and the others all carried the bald donkeys and flew up to the roof.

Hong Zhi's clothes were taken off, and the clothes of other monks were also taken off.

Everyone below was looking at the child-seeking room, but they didn't notice Long Chen and more than a dozen people on the roof.

Long Chen used the Crazy Lion Technique and roared: "My Buddha is compassionate!"

This lion's roar made everyone turn to look at Long Chen.

"There's someone there!"

"Those...are those monks?"

"Why aren't they wearing any clothes?"

"Who are they?"

Long Chen saw everyone's eyes coming over and said loudly: "Everyone, as you can see, what we have caught is the monk from Qiuzitang!"

"Why did we arrest them? Do you want to know?"

"Do you want to know why Zhaoti Temple is so effective in praying for a child? Do you want to know what your wife went through there last night!"


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