The sect was forcibly occupied at the beginning, so it turned out that I was already invincible Chapter 45: One thousand one hundred taels stumps the little Taoist priest
Chapter 45: One thousand one hundred taels stumps the little Taoist priest
No, that's not right.
Although the visitor looked very much like Bu San, compared with Bu San's gloomy temperament, the Taoist standing at the door of Xiaoqingguan had an obviously more violent look on his face.
In his hand were two six-sided dice that seemed to be made of fine iron, reflecting the light in the morning sun.
This person is not walking around.
"I am Bu Si, and Bu San is my brother. If you kill my brother, I will naturally come to you for revenge."
One night passed, Bu Si already knew the news of Bu San's death, and he was shocked and furious. What's more, Zhongtong Fengguan was almost facing the tragic situation of closing down. He and Jiang Chou were sworn in both public and private matters.
Although yesterday I was still thinking about competing with Bu San for credit, since they were born, the two brothers have lived together, practiced, and found women. After joining the Zhongtong Sect, they have also broken through the foundation building realm. Even if they occasionally compete, they are still brothers after all.
It's just that the strength of the two brothers is between the two brothers. Bu San was killed by Jiang Chou, and Bu Si did not have absolute confidence that he could defeat Jiang Chou.
Fortunately, he received a summons from Yang Chusheng before setting off and learned about the second strategy.
So the corners of Bu Si's mouth cracked slightly, and he spoke to Jiang Chou again: "But before we settle our personal grudges, there is something I might as well tell you."
He looked at the prosperous scent of incense in front of Xiaoqingguan and said: "With so many people coming in, Xiaoqingguan must have made a lot of money from incense in recent days, right?"
"I heard from people that you seem to be planning to renovate and expand?"
"In that case." Bu Si slowly narrowed his eyes, stared at Jiang Chou and sneered, "On behalf of the superior sect Zhongtong Sect, I reasonably request Xiao Qingguan to make up for the tribute money owed in the past eleven years."
"Based on the calculation of one hundred taels of silver per year, eleven years will be one thousand one hundred taels."
"Bring it!"
Bu Si shouted loudly and stretched out his left hand to Jiang Chou, a violent aura instantly emanating from his body.
The female pilgrims who were nearby all retreated and fell to the ground, screaming and panicking.
In the woods in front of Xiaoqing Temple, there were countless flying birds.
…
The sect affiliation has lasted for about a thousand years under the rule of the Huang Kingdom. During these thousand years, even the rankings of the seventeen top sects have changed from time to time. As for the sects that have been annihilated in history like meteors, there are even more countless sects.
Relying on the rights conferred by the "Contract" and its own greater strength, the superior sects continue to exploit and squeeze the subordinate sects to achieve their own development.
Officials from the Huang Kingdom once calculated that even if a third-grade sect closed its gates for ten years and ignored worldly affairs, the various offerings from affiliated sects alone could be worth the points earned by five or six fourth-grade sects working hard.
There is already an insurmountable and terrifying gap between sects at different levels.
In the world of spiritual practice, there have been ridiculous incidents where a watchdog from a superior sect went to a subordinate sect and was offered up as a guardian beast.
But having said that, for an unconventional sect like Xiao Qingguan, the situation is different.
Because a sect like Xiaoqingguan is so poor that they can't earn a few taels of silver a year just from incense money. If they have to pay hundreds of taels of silver a year for offerings, who can afford it?
Therefore, although there is a "Contract", in the real situation, most unconventional sects are left to fend for themselves.
After all, any normal ninth-grade sect would not look down on the hundreds of tribute gold from these sects!
However, it does not mean that it cannot be collected.
Once the subordinate sect decides to take over, then under the current system of the Huang Kingdom, there is no second option for the subordinate sect.
Even if Emperor Huangjing personally comes forward to speak for Xiao Qingguan, the Zhongtong Sect can still rely on the "Contract" to enforce it.
The "Contract" was made by the founding emperor of the Huang Kingdom, and the law is greater than the king.
So when Bu Si asked Xiao Qingguan to hand over a total of 1,110 taels of tribute gold for the past eleven years, Jiang Chou's face instantly turned ugly.
…
One stick of incense costs one penny, one thousand sticks costs one tael of silver, and one hundred taels a year is one hundred thousand sticks of incense!
One hundred thousand sticks!
An average of more than three hundred sticks a day...
Although this does not seem to be a problem based on the popularity of Xiaoqingguan at this moment, today is only the second day...
How is it possible to get one thousand one hundred taels at once!
In addition to incense money, Jiang Chou can also earn money by going down the mountain to exorcise evil spirits, but after all, demons do not often cause trouble, and there is currently no way to save him.
Jiang Chou looked at Bu Si, his eyes getting colder and colder.
The hands hanging by his sides were slightly clenched.
It is true that with Jiang Chou's current appeal and the generosity of the fans in Qinghe County, he might not be able to scrape together these one thousand taels.
But he had just made a rule about rationality, and he broke it in the blink of an eye. Wasn't this a slap in the face to himself?
What's more, he, Jiang Chou, can't do such an unconscionable thing!
"Haha, is it possible that you can't come up with these one thousand one hundred taels?"
Bu Si looked at Jiang Chou's solemn look, and his mood gradually became happy. He started to spin the two iron dice in his hand again, and said calmly: "I can help you with an idea, do you want to listen to it?"
"Isn't this Xiao Qingshan worth exactly one thousand taels? Hand over Xiao Qingshan and I can give you one thousand taels now. How come you also have one hundred taels?"
"Isn't this enough for one thousand one hundred taels?"
"how?"
Bu Si looked at Jiang Chou and almost saw the scene where the other party had to hand Xiao Qingguan into his hands, and the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but become more and more arrogant.
"I look like you!"
A cold whistle with a hint of childishness came from the side.
He raised his eyes and saw that Chonglou, who had not returned all night, was coming back in the sunshine. He looked at Bu Si with contempt, raised his chin and said, "I heard what you mean, you have a thousand taels with you, right?"
Bu Si twitched the corner of his mouth, vaguely feeling that something was not right.
Chonglou turned to look at Jiang Chou, spread out his hands, and said with a serious face: "Senior Brother, these thousand taels are delivered to my door. If you are not greedy for me, Junior Brother, I will be very greedy!"
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Bu Si temporarily saved his one thousand taels and his life.
It wasn't because Jiang Chou wasn't attracted to Qian Liang, but because Bu Si's reaction to run away was too quick.
Before he could finish his words as he approached the Chonglou, the two dice in Bu Si's hand fell to the ground.
Roll out a number of "three three".
The next moment, a puff of smoke exploded on the spot, and Bu Si's figure disappeared along with the two dice.
"Good guy, are you so good at running?"
Chonglou Haosheng was amazed.
In the Demonic Realm, it is rare to find demons that easily run away.
Jiang Chou frowned slightly as he looked at Bu Si who had disappeared on the spot.
Jiang Chou really never thought about directly killing people and grabbing money. After all, Jiang Chou was generally a good, law-abiding citizen.
But... that was a living thousand taels... I had never seen so much money in my life... it just ran away under my nose...
Still a little sad.
Of course, what's more important is that although Bu Si has been temporarily forced back, the crisis of 1,100 taels has not been resolved.
Next time, if Bu Si brings Bai Yujing and people from the yamen to ask for money, what should Jiang Chou do?
Could it be that Bu Si was killed in front of Bai Yujing to grab the one thousand taels?
People were coming and going around me, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims in the Taoist temple.
Jiang Chou felt like a layer of gray fog had enveloped his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it. This chapter has been completed!