I am going to live forever in the world of mortals

Chapter 38 Maybe, I Shouldn't Help Her Heal Her Eyes?

And at this time in the casino...

Lu Zhaozhao quietly looked at the back of Zhang Xiuyuan going away, and for some reason, he muttered with great interest: "Zhang Taixu..."

And Jin Chuanchang was still kneeling on the ground. It was obviously a hot day in August, but the cold sweat overflowing from his forehead was already in one piece, sliding down his cheeks, dripping...

He gritted his teeth, and said fearfully: "Little man... the villain deceived the Holy Maiden with all his heart, and did not intend to violate the teachings. I ask the Holy Maiden to punish me!"

Lu Zhaozhao glanced at him, and said: "My religion believes in great light, great freedom, and acts in a dignified and righteous way, but there are so many dirty connections in your gambling shop, and you ignore the teachings."

Her voice paused, and she asked, "Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"..."

Jin Chuanchang's body softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He is in charge of management and making money. He has been at the bottom for many years, and he knows the meaning of the phrase "people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes".

When you only made one tael of silver in your hand, but the higher-ups demanded ten taels of silver, you can get it together by borrowing money;
But when he only made a tael of silver in his hand, but the higher-ups asked for a hundred taels of silver, a thousand taels of silver, and a group of subordinates waiting to be fed, he understood one thing - there is no absolute majesty and righteousness in this world. !

Even the hall master once lamented that if he lived according to the teachings, how many congregants would starve to death...

He wanted to justify himself, he couldn't do the casino business with clean hands, and he couldn't even do business!

He also wanted to defend himself, how did he earn so much money to serve the halls of the church by acting only on the teachings?How to feed so many people under his hand?
But he couldn't speak, and he couldn't defend himself.

Because he knows that there is a group of people in the religion who don't know the sufferings of the world and only regard the doctrine as the golden rule, and among these people, the saint is the most!

The saint regards the doctrine as a golden rule that cannot be desecrated. If you defend yourself, you will definitely question the doctrine. If you annoy the saint then, it will not be a matter of punishment...

"The villain violates the teachings, even if he dies, he will have no regrets."

Jin Chuanchang only sighed, bent down and kowtowed as if resigned to his fate: "But there are still villains in the sect, young and old, I hope the saint will take care of them for the reason that the villains have been running the 'accounting house' for the church for many years. "

"..."

Seeing his posture, Lu Zhaozhao just snorted softly, and said, "It's one thing to know people ignorantly, and it's two to deceive me to survive. I think you don't know about it, and it's hard work to run the accounting office for the holy religion for many years." For the sake of death, you can avoid the death penalty, but you need to amputate your own fingers as a small punishment."

"..."

Jin Chuanchang lost his mind when he heard the words...

Seeing his unbelievably absent-minded expression, Lu Zhaozhao raised his brows and asked, "But what objections do you have?"

"No no no!"

Jin Chuanchang only felt his mouth was dry, but his heart was beating a little faster. He took out a dagger from his waist as if he was afraid that the saint would regret it, and cut off the little finger and ring finger of his left hand.

Accompanied by a muffled grunt, two fingers fell off from his palm, spilling a large amount of blood, the veins on his aching neck bulged, sweat poured down his face, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and not making a sound.

He hastily sealed the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, endured the severe pain and kowtowed again, "The villain thanks the saint for not killing her."

"You don't have to thank me..."

Lu Zhaozhao glanced at him and said, "You should thank that Taoist for not killing you."

"..."

Jin Chuanchang was breathless when he heard the words, nodded hesitantly, and replied: "In the future, the villain will definitely visit that Taoist master to thank him for his kindness."

"There is no need to..."

Lu Zhaozhao shook his head and said, "The land deed is not worth ten thousand taels of silver. If they don't want it, it doesn't mean we can accept it with the cheek. You will follow me to visit Taixu Temple tomorrow. Don't be rude."

"Yes…"

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Gusu City is big if you say it is big, and it is small if you say it is small...

The big one can accommodate tens of thousands of families, and the small one can't even hide an accident.

There are many rumors among the people, and Mrs. Li, who was still washing dishes in the restaurant, also learned the news of her son's death from taking poison from other people. Before she could take off the apron on her body, she hurried to the hospital...

When she saw her son who had disappeared, she froze in place in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

The Tong Family Medical Center is located on the same street as Li's ancestral house, so they are neighbors. Tong Yongzhou knows how much this old sister-in-law dotes on her son...

Seeing this situation, Tong Yongzhou and An Jiuling, the master and apprentice, stepped forward to comfort him, for fear that Mrs. Li would not be able to accept his son's death from taking poison and would do something stupid.

never thought...

After recovering, Mrs. Li didn't shed a single tear. She just sat quietly next to Wang Binggui's body, tremblingly clutching her cold and stiff hand, as if she wanted to feel the warmth of her son from it. .

Seeing this, Tong Yongzhou was silent...

An Jiuling was also puzzled...

Seeing that Mrs. Li didn't act impulsively, the master and apprentice retreated quietly, leaving the room to the mother and son who were separated by yin and yang.

An Jiuling asked rather puzzled: "Master, Wang Binggui lost a bet on his ancestral house before, owed a huge amount of foreign debts and hid, and Aunt Li was blind from crying. Now that Wang Binggui is dead, why doesn't Aunt Li go?" Cried?"

"..."

Tong Yongzhou didn't know how to explain to his disciples what is meant by 'there is nothing greater than death', so he sighed and said, "Perhaps in her heart, the tears for her son have already been shed."

"..."

At some point, a Taoist appeared in the medical hall.

When An Jiuling saw the Taoist, his eyes lit up a little, and he hurriedly went forward to salute and greet him: "I have met my uncle."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded slightly and asked, "Where's your master?"

"Master is collecting Wang Binggui's corpse..."

An Jiuling said softly: "Just now, Aunt Li got the news from somewhere, and ran here without taking off her apron. After seeing Wang Binggui's body in the room, she didn't shed a single tear. Master said that Aunt Li did it for you." The son's tears have been shed dry."

Zhang Xiuyuan sighed and said, "Take me to have a look."

"okay."

An Jiuling led the way, stopped in front of a half-closed door, and stretched out her hand to indicate that Wang Binggui's body, Aunt Li, and her master were all inside.

Zhang Xiuyuan also stopped by the door...

"Old sister-in-law, when you are old, don't carry it on your back. Let me ask some people to carry it."

"It's okay, I can carry it by heart..."

"Old sister-in-law, why do you do this?"

"This naughty son is a piece of meat that fell off my body. It's not heavy. I can carry it on my back. When he came, I held him for ten months. Now he's gone. My mother... I should send him for the last time." ..."

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan saw the door open, and also saw Mrs. Li stepping out of the door, while Wang Binggui's body was wrapped in a sheet and tied behind her...

Carrying her son's body on her back, Mrs. Li turned her head and said apologetically, "Doctor Tong, I'm really sorry to cause you trouble again."

Turning around, she also saw Zhang Xiuyuan by the door.

She subconsciously wanted to salute and greet her, but she couldn't bend down because she was carrying her son's body on her back, so she could only apologize, "It's not good for a woman to salute to the Taoist priest with her son on her back."

Zhang Xiuyuan quickly supported her and asked, "Where is Aunt Li planning to carry him on her back?"

"Carrying..."

Mrs. Li wanted to go home with her back on her back, but she thought that she was still staying at her brother's house and had no home anymore, so she was at a loss and didn't know how to respond...

She thought for a while, then forced an embarrassing smile on her face, and said, "This rebellious son will never be able to enter the genealogy. I will go out of the city and find a place to bury him."

"It should be carried home..."

Zhang Xiuyuan took out the redeemed land deed from his cuff, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "I have nothing to do, I will use a penny to go to the gambling house and redeem the land deed."

"This this this..."

Seeing the land deed in his hand, Mrs. Li's heart trembled, and two lines of turbid tears flowed from her dim old eyes, and she thanked her in a murmur: "Minister, thank you, Taoist priest!"

Zhang Xiuyuan smiled indifferently, patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "You still have someone on your back, try to walk as slowly as possible."

"Daozhang, my son, have you been to your place?"

"Yes…"

"Withdraw money?"

"Yes…"

"Have you heard?"

"Yes…"

"That's fine, that's fine..."

After getting the answer, Mrs. Li seemed to have figured something out, and carried her son out of the clinic, murmuring along the way: "Go home, go home..."

Seeing this, Tong Yongzhou sighed, and seeing Zhang Xiuyuan did the same, he asked, "What do you think, Junior Brother?"

Zhang Xiuyuan pondered for a while, and said with emotion: "Perhaps, I shouldn't help her heal her eyes?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)