Chapter 433: Law enforcement must be strict, and violations must be prosecuted
This scene shocked everyone, you can't die!
Yu Leyou was afraid that the abbot would die directly, so it would be hard to forget the money. How would he explain it to Wang Xuan later?
The other big, medium and small monks in the temple were also frightened. Master, you can't die. We can't handle this!
A group of people scrambled to help the old abbot up, pinching and pinching each other, injecting internal energy into the old abbot, and it took a lot of tossing to wake up the abbot.
It is impossible to die. The abbot is also a first-class master after all, and his body has strong internal energy. He was just frightened and couldn't breathe, and he was in a coma caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain.
Of course, if you want to die, you must figure things out before you die. This is what everyone thinks.
"Master, master, are you okay?" a group of monks shouted anxiously.
The abbot slowly opened his eyes and looked around, "What's wrong with me..." His head turned and he saw the army and the tax collectors. Only then did he remember what happened just now and the numbers that scared him into coma.
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Depend on!
As soon as I closed my eyes, why the hell did I wake up, I might as well just die!
"Master, master, you can't die!"
There's no way to escape or hide. Since he's not dead, he still has to make up his mind on this matter.
Slowly sitting up, not caring about the dust covering his body, the abbot glared at the tax collector, his voice coming out from between his teeth, "How could there be so many, you, you..."
The tax collector had no choice. He was also afraid that the abbot would be frightened to death, so he could only say tactfully: "Master abbot, 250 years, that's 250 years!"
Even a small amount of money can scare people to death after 250 years!
The abbot closed his eyes again and couldn't live anymore!!
"Master, master, you can't die, we have to calculate the money clearly!"
The abbot's face slowly turned red, and finally turned purple. "That's not how the accounts are calculated. We are just collecting rent there!"
"Even if the rent is collected, it's 50-50, 50-50, that's still 51 million taels!"
"How can it be split in half? It can't be split in half!" The abbot jumped up from the ground and jumped more than three meters high. When he landed, a cloud of smoke and dust was splashed. His face was red and he shouted loudly: "How can it be?
Fifty percent, we are Buddhists, we are compassionate, we only accept 40%!"
If the abbot hadn't had a shred of sense, he would have almost beaten these tax collectors to death.
Several tax collectors looked at the ferocious-looking and murderous abbot, and they were frightened and backed away. They just whispered: "Well, that's more than 40 million taels!"
"Ah!" The abbot kept rubbing his bald head angrily, completely ignoring his image.
"Master, master, calm down, absolutely calm down!" Yu Leyou also quickly stepped forward to comfort, "Master, stop being angry, stop being angry, stop being angry, stop being angry!"
Quit you?
The abbot almost cursed.
"No, I want to see Wang Xuan, this is absolutely not possible!"
A group of people looked at each other in disbelief. Finally, Yu Leyou said: "Well, we can't make the decision on this matter. Master, just follow a few tax collectors to see Mr. Wang."
"You're not going!?" The abbot was stunned.
"I was ordered to station here!"
"..." Cruel enough! The abbot gritted his teeth and couldn't care less. He just called a few tax collectors and turned around to leave with the land deed.
Wang Xuan was in the military camp at the moment. When he saw the aggressive old monk, he was stunned. He hadn't seen him for a day, so why was he still so energetic?
Could it be that there is something to rely on?
Well, we should deal with it carefully and explore the background of their Shaomusi Temple.
"Old monk, tell me what you want from me!"
"What's the matter!" The abbot's hair and beard were spread out, he stared at Wang Xuan with angry eyes, and shouted loudly: "No money!"
What?
Did I hear that right?
Wang Xuan reached out and took out his ears, looking at the old monk in astonishment.
"What are you looking at? It doesn't cost you money, it costs your life!" The old abbot exploded directly, and there was no way not to explode. Although he said that his family did not lie and they should keep their word, but what the hell did they get?
I wipe it!
Is this what you rely on?
Are you so crazy?
Wang Xuan turned to look at the tax collectors, pointed at the old monk and asked: "Is this bald donkey crazy? He just said this to me?"
Several tax collectors also smiled bitterly, and directly told Wang Xuan the figures they had just calculated, including the fact that the abbot was frightened and fainted.
What the hell?
So much money!?
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Why so much money!!
No wonder Bald Ass is crazy!
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? More than 40 million, I tell you, Wang Xuan, no money, no money, no money!" The old abbot was very imposing, and he seemed to be the one who owed money.
Aiya, I go!
Wang Xuan was not happy either. Damn it, do you know what I do? There is no question whether I, Wang Cement Dunzi Xuan, will come back!
"Old bald thief, you are playing tricks on me, aren't you? You are so shameless. Believe it or not, I will directly send an army to wipe out your Shaomusi lineage! Pull out all of you bald donkeys and let them bleed one by one.
You, the Southern Shaolin lineage, will not leave any chickens or dogs behind!" Wang Xuan jumped from his chair to the abbot and poked his finger directly on the abbot's bald forehead.
"See if I dare!" Wang Xuan's eyes turned blood red at this moment, and all the murderous aura in his body burst out, as if there was an illusory bloody flame igniting.
The abbot took a step back in fright, and then he remembered who he was facing and what the devil had done. He was overwhelmed by this murderous aura, and his head, which was burning with astronomical amounts of money, calmed down.
As for Wang Xuan's words about destroying all their families, well, he still somewhat believed it. After all, Wang Xuan had destroyed his family not once or twice...otherwise he wouldn't have compromised so quickly yesterday.
"But, we have no money, more than 40 million, how can we have so much money!" the abbot said with a bitter look on his face.
"What about the money?" Wang Xuan looked unbelieving, "You have so much land in your hands, how about the money you have accumulated over the years?"
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"Fart, those 34,000 acres alone earned more than 20 million taels, not to mention the 200,000 acres of land you control. Don't think I don't know!" Wang Xuan also yelled, "Say,
Where did the money go? Don’t tell me and let you eat it. Damn it, are you all pigs?"
"Uh..." The abbot didn't know what to say for a moment, and he hadn't even calculated this detailed account before!
"Anyway, there is too much money, so I definitely won't be able to get it out." The abbot shook his head like a rattle and insisted that there was no money.
"You are playing rogue with me, right?" Wang Xuan waved his hand and slapped the bald thief on the forehead, which made the old monk's head buzz.
You, you dare to hit me! The abbot stared at Wang Xuan with a look of disbelief, I am Abbot Nan Shaomu, do you understand my status?
"What are you looking at!" Wang Xuan suddenly raised his hand again, frightening the old monk and taking a step back!
"not me……"
"What are you, you, try another one!"
"..." After holding it in for a long time, the old abbot did not dare to take action. The whole temple, young and old, and the entire Nan Shaomu foundation were all weighing on him, so he could only bow his head.
"It's not that I'm being a rogue, but I really don't have that much money. The temple has a lot of expenses!" The abbot looked bitter, "There are more than 400 people in Shaomu Temple in Putian alone. Mr. Wang also knows that people who practice martial arts have a lot of food intake.
big."
"Don't tell me this. No matter how big your appetite is for four hundred people, two thousand acres of land is enough for you!"
"No, this is definitely not enough. Not only food, but also food, clothing, housing and transportation are needed. There are also various medicinal materials, weapons, etc. The expenses are really high."
"That's not right, you won't admit it, will you?"
Wang Xuan felt that this old bald thieves was very cunning. He would not compromise unless he was forced hard. There was no difference between these bald thieves and eunuchs... No, they might be worse than eunuchs. They didn't. I thought.
It's no use, they do have it, but they can't think about it...
Of course, in fact, these bald thieves can only hold back so little. Wang Xuan dares to bet Bulb that the old thieves in front of him will definitely have a wife and a son!
"Come here, mobilize three thousand troops for me, blockade Shaomusu Temple, and search carefully!"
"No, no, no." The old abbot became anxious. He didn't care whether what Wang Xuan said was true or false. He rushed forward and shook his hands. At this time, he also didn't care about the tax collectors next to him. Their faces?
The money is gone, why do you need shame?
The tax collectors were all smart people, and it was not convenient for them to say something in public. The more they knew, the more dangerous it would be. They wanted to leave immediately, but Wang Xuan did not stop them and waved them out.
"Mr. Wang, listen to me, really, listen to my explanation!"
"Give you one last chance." What he wants is money, no, what he wants is that law enforcement must be strict and violations must be punished... Wang Xuan glared at the old monk fiercely, pointed at him and said: "No money, no money
Don’t blame me for being cruel!”
The corners of the old monk's mouth twitched as if they were electrified. Damn it, you want money. Why do you need so much money? You are already rich enough with such a big industry. Why do you need money? You don't have a son. Bring a coffin.
Are you going in there?
Thinking of his son, the old monk felt that he had the right to laugh at Wang Xuan. He dared to take our Buddhist money and curse you to have no descendants!
He kept cursing in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He could only say with a flattering look: "There are many monks in this temple, but this monk didn't jump out of the cracks in the rocks. Who doesn't have a few monks?"
People always have to feed themselves, right?"
"What's more, there are still things to do like returning to secular life, including funerals, marrying a wife, and having children, all of which require money. After staying in the temple for so many years, I can't leave without saying anything!"
I wipe it!
You even marry a wife and have children. You are so arrogant in what you say. Damn it, you are a monk!
Wang Xuan is so angry, this old bald thief is really shameless, he can even say this.
Seeing that Wang Xuan didn't express anything, the abbot quickly said: "Mr. Wang, don't believe it. Look at how many old monks there are in the temple and how many young ones there are. If they don't return to secular life, there will only be more and more old monks."
Wang Xuan was immediately angered by the old bald thief. Once this person started to be shameless, he got out of control.