The concubine in the medicine pot is charming again, and the sick and tyrant obediently confesses 260 It's okay, people in this palace have a lot of money!
260 It's okay, people in this palace have a lot of money!
"Since Master Ciguang is the most devout believer of Qinglian God, he must be many times more pious than Wang Sheng in your mouth. I am not talented, and I think that if you contract the plague, you will definitely be able to heal yourself through piety.
Right?"
Xiao Xiruo stared at Ci Guang expectantly, as if waiting for his positive answer.
At this moment, Ciguang obviously didn't want to answer, but as things have developed now, there are some things that he can no longer control.
For example, there is the question of whether divine envoys are more pious than believers.
Can he say no?
He can't.
So he could only bite the bullet and nodded to Xiao Xiruo in the expectant eyes of all the believers.
So Xiao Xiruo gave Wen Susu a look, and Wen Susu immediately stepped forward to connect Ciguang's dislocated wrist, and then took out a sealed white jade bottle in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Ci Guang took a step back almost instinctively, trying to get away from Wen Susu.
However, the moment Wen Susu approached him, two secret guards ducked behind him and raised their hands to firmly control his hands.
"You guys, what do you want to do?"
He was anxious.
No reason.
Perhaps it was the vigilance from walking in Dayan for many years, or the premonition that the tip of the knife was licking blood, but at this moment, he instinctively wanted to escape.
Fortunately, he is still a man with the support of believers. He does not believe that these people in front of him really dare to do anything to him in public.
If they dare, he will risk his life to show his resolve and let the reputation of the Green Lotus Sect spread far and wide again.
"Master Ci Guang, don't worry. Don't look at us as evil, but we are actually a medical family in Beijing. We came to Qin County this time to find a way to cure the plague and benefit the people."
Xiao Xiruo stood up, walked slowly and slowly behind Ci Guang, faced the crowd of believers and people and said:
"As we all know, the God Qinglian has boundless power and can ward off disasters and cure plagues. Master Metta is the most devout believer of the God, so he will definitely be blessed by the God. Therefore, the believer Bai Lian is willing to spend a thousand taels of silver for Qinglian.
God Tianxiang, please ask Master Ciguang to let the believers see with everyone how those who have suffered from the plague are getting better. This will give the believers a reference to use medical skills and herbs to benefit more people~"
Hearing Xiao Xiruo's words, Ci Guang felt a buzz in his head, and his face instantly turned pale.
However, Xiao Xiruo didn't care about his expression, and Bai Zhi immediately sent someone to carry a box of silver out of the car and placed it in front of everyone.
People die for money, and birds die for food.
The Qinglian Sect is indeed short of money.
After all, most of the people who can be coerced by so-called doctrines and easily believe in this evil are ordinary people, and they are also the poorest, most miserable and the most bumpy ones in life.
So they need money.
It is needed to develop believers, build temples, preach on the streets and even the lives of upper-class people.
But no matter how hard they worked together, they could only produce a few not-so-exquisite statues and some not-so-exquisite artifacts.
Even the reason why they focused on the tainted "Jizhai" was because the word money was indispensable.
Therefore, it is rumored that this old man "Jizhai" has some background. He often does not accept money for medical treatment, but when it comes to drinking wine and eating meat, he is even more generous than these people.
Anyway, they want that box of silver, very much.
As if she thought they didn't think enough, Xiao Xiruo hooked her hand, and Bai Zhi immediately asked someone to carry another box down.
They were pretending to be a caravan today, but they brought a lot of money from private treasuries on the road to hide their presence.
After all, the more ostentatious they appear, the harder it is for those who want to keep an eye on their whereabouts.
"Well, I am a pious lady, so how about I give you another box?"
With the temptation of two boxes of silver in front of them, the believers finally looked at Metta with almost burning eyes.
At this moment, Ciguang felt as if there were words written in their eyes. Those words were "promise her", "promise her quickly"...
However, his reason and vigilance were telling him that he must never agree.
"Miss Bai, God relies on divine magic to cure the plague. Even if it were repeated on a poor monk, you wouldn't be able to tell. Since this method won't help you at all, why do you have to spend this money?
Where’s the silver?”
Ci Guang worked hard to maintain his dignity, thinking about Xiao Xiruo every word.
result……
Xiao Xiruo: "It's okay, Master, I am a fool and have a lot of money!"
Metta: "?"
So, with Xiao Xiruo acting like he would be unhappy if he didn't give money as a guarantee, the believers who had wanted money for a long time began to persuade him:
"Master, just show it to Miss Bai. Miss Bai doesn't mind. What do you mind?"
"That's right, Master, your Holy Light Bodyguard is not afraid of those filthy things at all."
"Miss Bai, don't worry, our master will definitely promise you, right master!"
…
People's mouths make gold, but accumulation destroys bones.
Facing everyone's urging and expectations, Metta has already become a duck that has been pushed out of the competition. It is not up to him whether he wants to or not.
Then he saw Miss Bai, who was always smiling, clapped her hands, and happily agreed to everyone's wishes:
"Then I will treat it as a master and agree. Sister Susu, please start."
start?
What to start with?
Seeing Wen Susu open the cap of the white jade bottle, Ci Guang, who had been able to maintain his dignity before, completely collapsed.
He is not afraid of death.
He knew he couldn't catch the plague.
Because he knows better than anyone else that he does not have the so-called holy light body protection at all, and the Qinglian God is basically something they arranged under the orders of their master.
But he couldn't move at all, because his hands were tightly clamped, and even the poison sac in his mouth could not be bitten open because the woman standing in front of him suddenly grabbed his chin.
The other party seemed to know the detox sac very well, and was extremely skillful in removing it.
So almost the moment she poured something into his mouth, the poison sac had already been removed.
The strong smell of blood bloomed in his mouth, and he was forced to drink the blood.
Until this moment, he heard the woman who took away his poisonous sac say:
"This blood was taken from a sick person. To prevent you from getting sick, please cooperate with us to step back three feet and watch from a distance away."
Almost at the same time as Wen Susu spoke, a group of secret guards stepped forward to separate the people and led them back to the designated area.
No one is not afraid of the plague, but equally, no one is not curious about the plague.
Who wouldn’t want to watch others get sick and recover without being in danger, and witness miracles happening together?
Soon, they discovered that there were bumps on Ci Guang's neck.
Xu drank a bottle of the patient's blood directly, so his disease developed very quickly.
Soon after the pimple appeared, the person started coughing. Along with the coughing, his body temperature continued to rise, and his thoughts became confused due to the onset of the disease.
He began to lose sight of the people around him, felt sore all over, and his stomach was churning. Gradually, he could no longer stand still...
Finally, an hour later, what the believers and the people were waiting for was not the appearance of God Qinglian.
Instead, Ci Guang spat out a mouthful of black blood.