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Chapter 229 Worship of Money
[Secret Dharma]: Dharmakaya is the [Dharma], the so-called [Secret Dharma] refers to the ability, foreign objects, or things such as [Money Worship] that are beneficial to the practitioner in the three thousand worlds and can enhance the practitioner's personal strength. Believe in the law, collectively referred to as [tantric law].

For example, the three thousand worlds of pure land, the lands of mountains, rivers, valleys, trees, forests, and various medicinal herbs, there are several types and different colors.It spreads all over the three thousand worlds, waiting for a moment to flourish, its Zepuqia.Flowers, woods, forests and various medicinal herbs, small roots, small stems and small branches, middle roots, middle stems and middle branches, big roots, big stems and big branches, the size of the trees, depending on the upper, middle and lower.

Moisturized by a single rain, while all plants and trees are different, so is the esoteric Dharma.

The eight celestial dragons descended into the world, and transformed into numerous [Pedestrians] of equal numbers. The human body of the Pedestrians is the stem, the Dharma body is the root, and the esoteric Dharma is the leaf, thus achieving Jiabao.

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【Tanth Dharma·Worship of Funds】

Steam America is a wild story, an empire of capital, and a primitive wild god who accepts gold and blood worship. Forced by helplessness and capital, the small world is mixed. The old sacrifices and rituals are combined with the wave of new civilization sweeping the world. , giving birth to this Tantric Dharma that symbolizes faith and capital at the same time.

Category: rule-like esoteric method (after leaving this world, it will lose its effectiveness, but the strengthening effect will remain)
Effectiveness: Using gold as an offering and exercising the old rituals can enhance the power of the offering spirit.

Every 1000 taels of gold is an offering base, and you have currently offered 1000 taels of gold. Since the object of your offering is [Doumu Yuanjun], your inherited magical powers [Douzhuan] and [Moon Pearl] have been strengthened.

[Douzhuan]: The transfer distance is increased from 50 meters to 60 meters.

[moon bead]:
One: The control distance remains unchanged, and the effect of shrinking is obtained. The minimum diameter can be reduced to five millimeters, but at the same time, the power is reduced.

Two: After the moon bead is 150 meters away from the control distance, you can still perceive the position and distance of the moon bead, and the perception distance is three kilometers.

Note: 【Secret Method·Worship of Gold】can be repeated many times to strengthen supernatural powers, as long as you have gold!

Pure Land Event Mission 1000...Progress: 4000 taels of gold...still needed: [-] taels of gold
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Wu Qing's movement of throwing the gold vessel froze, and he looked at the sacrificial altar with incomparable surprise.

I just wanted to see if I could save part of the mustard space, but I didn't expect to get such benefits.

If it was said that the search for gold offerings was just carried out according to the scriptures before, it is undoubtedly very eager in the heart now.

The movement of throwing the gold utensils accelerated a lot in the next moment, only half of the gold utensils in his mustard space were consumed, and there were more than 1000 taels, which were quickly consumed by him and thrown into the Siming Vat, the gold utensils quickly When it bottomed out, the altar was once again surrounded by storms and clouds, and strange phenomena once again penetrated Wu Qing's Tianling Gai.

The final strengthening result is that the teleportation distance of [Dou Zhuan] has increased to 70 meters, while the other abilities of [Moon Pearl] have not changed, and the sensing distance has increased to four kilometers.

There are still some goldware left, estimated to be in the early 100 taels, Wu Qing did not continue to throw it in, Jie Jiesheng explained very clearly that the base for each offering is 1000 taels, less than 1000 taels will have no effect, and gold is hard currency , it’s convenient for you to go wherever you go, so you have to keep it.

After the worship ceremony, Wu Qing took off the blue cassock on his body, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised showed that he was in a good mood now. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Lao Ji moving his lips in a quilt, hesitant to speak, and said casually,

"If you want to say something, just say it straight."

He came to the four water tanks by himself, held a spoonful of water in his hand with great interest, but he didn't see anything special, and looked at the bottom of the water tanks, but nothing sank to the bottom. The 2000 taels of gold have gone to nowhere.

With a splash of the hand, the cold water dripped down.

Lao Ji pondered for a moment, organized his words, and said,

"Sir, yesterday I heard from Xiong Hua that the assassins behind the assassination were the Shoshone people. The Shoshone people wanted to kill Xiong Hua to hinder the progress of the Pacific Railway?"

"Yeah, what?"

Lao Ji scratched his head,

"Actually, if I had known earlier... Xiong Hua's men, as well as your injuries, are actually a bit wronged."

Wu Qing frowned and looked at Lao Ji.

"What kind of statement?"

"Sir, do you still remember the day you first arrived? That day I was about to divination to Xiong Hua for a big event, which was related to life and death..."

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The Sierra Ridge camp under the same night sky is far less leisurely than the small courtyard where Wu Qing lived temporarily.

The view from the hard granite cliffs of the Sierra Ridge never seemed to change.

It will always be the hanging baskets and kerosene lamps covered like ants hanging on the cliffs; it will always be the gray-faced, exhausted but hard-working Chinese laborers in the hanging baskets; There will be a muffled sound of black gunpowder in the rock formations of the Sierra Ridge; there will also be screams that will resound through the entire cliff from time to time.

That is the rope of the hanging basket was damaged and broken after months of friction on the sharp granite, and the Chinese workers who were tethered to their lives were "thrown" down from the cliff thousands of feet, and the Chinese workers who fell off the cliff , the last screams of their lives.

This group of Chinese workers, known as "yellow worker ants", their last cry in life is not a last word, not a regret, but only fear.

This is a scream that can be heard throughout the Sierra Ridge camp, steam trains, low tents, log cabins... everyone has heard it, but even if it is just to pay attention, not many people are willing to do it .

Even if it takes a Chinese worker to fall from the cliff of the Sierra Ridge, it takes a full eight seconds... No one else, just used to it.

White people, Chinese; people who live on steam trains, people who live in dilapidated tents; people who eat steak and bread, people who eat rice with bean sprouts and potatoes; people who earn two dollars a day; people who earn fifty cents a day.

Everyone was numb and took it for granted.

Xiong Hua waited in a tent.The corpses of Artai and Ayong have been dealt with during the day today. Although it is painful, the sun rises and the sun sets.

Beside him was a burly man with braids as thick as a horse's mane, who was none other than Sha Kui.

The tent was low and waist-high, and the two of them, both of large stature, were half squatting inside.A cotton rope is pulled in the tent, which is a clothesline, and a wooden wedge is buckled on the rope. A candle is stuck to the wooden wedge, emitting a faint light.

Based on this sight alone, who would have thought that this was the residence of railway workers in the steam age.

Neither steam, nor steel, nor industry.

When the screams outside the tent disappeared, Xiong Hua chatted with the bored Sha Kui, bored of waiting.

Xiong Hua said lightly,
"When the railway was first built, the Central Pacific Railway Company clearly had two years of preparations because of the wild location, high death rate, and low wages, but until two full months after the start of construction, the entire railway site There are only [-] white ghost workers on the ground, and there is no way to talk about the progress of the project.

At this time, I brought the Chinese workers here. The salary of the Chinese workers is only one-third to one-fourth of that of the white ghosts, but the daily working hours are one-half longer. The number of casualties is countless.In this way, the frontier of the railroad was advanced from Sacramento to Sierra Ridge here. "

Silly Kui is not a good listener, and he doesn't know how to pass on words, but Xiong Hua doesn't care either. A silly nephew is just suitable to disintegrate his inherent ruthless face.Xiong Hua continued,
"But what do the white ghosts say? They write in the San Francisco Gazette that the Pacific Railroad is great, and owes it to four of the greatest nations in the world today, the French, the Germans, the English, and the Irish. And the Chinese laborers? The Chinese laborers should be grateful for the jobs they were given.”

The sound of wooden wheels getting closer and closer was heard outside the tent. Xiong Hua finally asked Sha Kui,

"Is that right? It's not right!"

Before Sha Kui could answer, Xiong Hua opened the curtain of the tent and walked out, swallowing what Sha Kui was about to say.

He followed out without saying a word. Outside the tent, Xiong Hua was talking with a man who was as thin and black as a monkey with bulging eyes. Shakui yelled when he saw it,
"Brother Leopard."

Sheng Bao replied "Brother Kui".Sheng Bao is a confidant who manages the procurement channels for Xiong Hua. At this time, he is not without worry and talks to Xiong Hua.

"Boss, why bother? We can just do our business. We bought that old bastard Seymour a few years ago. He is now the governor of New York State. It's not easy to help us naturalize. Who will say anything at that time? Are we inferior?"

Xiong Hua glanced at him,
"Xiding also asked me a few days ago, and I told him that this is also a business. He is young and doesn't understand, are you stupid?
Do you think that white ghosts are all good people?Still want to talk about friendship and save face with them?If you want to be naturalized, you can take real money and donate it.But where does the real money come from?you give me out?Let me tell you, this time things are done, not to mention ordinary Chinese workers, our money will also increase as the tide rises. ! "

Sheng Bao wanted to ask again, but Xiong Hua waved his hand impatiently,
"Do you not understand such a simple truth?...Don't ask any more, go back to work."

"Oh." Shuai Bao left reluctantly, leaving behind a cart, and Sha Kui lifted the cover, revealing stacks of blue leaflets inside.

At the beginning, various labor service companies waved blue leaflets one after another in Siyi, Guangdong Province,
"San Francisco, New Gold Mountain, only gold without mountains!"

Tricked the people of Siyi into the piggy boat... Blue is a very provocative color!

Silly Kui picked up a stack of leaflets, frowned and asked Xiong Hua,

"Boss, in the tent just now, I think what you said is right. But why didn't you reason with Brother Bao?"

Xiong Hua didn't expect this to happen, he was taken aback for a moment, and laughed loudly,

"It's different. They are stupid people who don't have medicine, and they are idiots when they are cured. They can only listen to them and do business, so they can only do business with them. But you are not, so I will reason with you."

Silly Kui grinned.

Xiong Hua said again, "Well, these few days, you should go to your sister Yanzhi's place more often, and find out when those iron shells from the workers' security department will leave the camp."

Sha Kui was puzzled, "Why did they leave the camp?"

Xiong Hua replied, "The Workers' Security Office does not protect the workers, but the company's property, and the steam guards are also the company's property...and a team of five steam guards has disappeared. They should be in a hurry in a few days, and they should go find gone."

Xiong Hua was like this, so he thought of Lao Ji asking him before, "Mr. is here, do you think it's bad luck or good luck."

At that time, Xiong Hua came back, good luck.

At this time, Xiong Hua looked down at the blue flyer in his hand, and eager eyes flashed in the corner of his eyes. He scratched the blue flyer viciously, and his words were still sonorous and forceful.

"Good luck!"

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Every steam guard is an important property of the company, not to mention that the exploration team that was wiped out by Wu Qingtuan also had a new model of micro-steamer: Philip Colorado IV.

During Wu Qing's recovery, martial arts training, and visualization, Strobl, the general manager of the railway site, didn't notice anything unusual.

After all, a prospecting party set out to find gold, and in the west, where there was no instant communication, losing news for weeks or even months was not uncommon.

It wasn't until three days later that Dicky, the director of the Workers' Security Department, found Strobl in the office of Steam Car No. [-].

Hearing Dicky's unique footsteps, Strobl's two blond, blue-eyed, pink and cute children were very unhappy, wriggling in their father's arms, urging him to leave quickly .

They had planned to go boating on Donner Lake at the summit.

Dicky said in a serious tone,
"Sir, listen to me, the journey from here to the Gold Valley on the upper American River is at most one day, and even with stops and stops, it is at most two days.

Moreover, Philip and I agreed that after arriving in the Golden River Valley, no matter whether the gold mine was found or not, a messenger would be sent back, but it has been more than a week now, and there is no news.We need to send someone out to check it out. "

Strobl comforted the two children in his arms, never looking at Dicky,

"You can arrange it... Be good, it will be right away." The last sentence was obviously said by Strobl to his child. "

"But sir..."

Strobl gave him a dissatisfied look, "Do you know where I'm going to take my children? Donner Lake! I'm going to take my children to experience the fearless pioneering spirit of the West. Do you need it too? ?”

(The Donner Massacre: In the spring of 1846, a team of 80 immigrants, the Donner family, set off from the eastern United States and was expected to go to California, was trapped by heavy snow in Donner Lake in the Sierra Nevada for four months, and finally survived by eating the corpses of their family members 40 people, considered to be the representative of the brave and fearless American spirit during the Western Expansion Period)

When Strobl said this, it was almost obvious that Dicky was a coward, and Dicky had nothing to say, so he arranged the manpower himself.

Strobl took his children to see the spirit of bravery in a lighthearted mood, but after only two days, Strobl's lighthearted mood disappeared.

The steam guards that Dicky sent out to find traces of the exploration team brought back a broken micro-steamer... The nameplate unique to the Colorado Type IV was half hung on it, with wet bloodstains—the entire exploration team was missing.

The smell of whiskey filled the air, four candles were flickering, and the steam was puffing like a movement, in the No.16 carriage.

Strobl looked at the wreckage of the micro-steamer in his hand, and was silent for a moment. After a while, he twisted and snarled, roaring like thunder,
"Even if the American River is drained, find them for me!!!"

The largest military organization in the railway camp, the Workers' Security Office, came out in full force.

Because they were talking in the No. 16 car with red lanterns hanging on the glass display cabinet with rouge, Xiong Hua soon got the news, and the first time he got the news, he brought a The blue leaflet came to Wu Qing's temporary residence.

"gentlemen!"

Xiong Hua, who was sweating profusely, handed the leaflet in his hand to Wu Qing who woke up from the visualization. Wu Qing looked down and saw the first three large characters on the blue leaflet.

"Strike! ! ! "

(End of this chapter)