signingbooks #181 - Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha
#181 - Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha
The Yang family residence.
At this moment, the people inside the residence were in complete chaos.
All around the Yang family residence, flames soared into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.
Outside the walls, a large number of flammable materials were being thrown over.
These flammable materials quickly ignited a large fire within the residence.
"Fire!"
"Quick, put out the fire!"
Servants carried buckets back and forth, constantly splashing water on the fires.
Fortunately, the Yang family residence had many ponds, providing ample water to fight the fire.
Yang Weitu stood on the highest pavilion in the residence, surveying the surroundings through the open windows.
His face was contorted, his fists clenched tightly:
"These rebellious people! They should all be killed!"
"They don't dare to rush in, so they're setting fires outside!"
"Tell the martial artists to go out and kill them all!"
Yang Weitu shouted furiously.
Three people stood beside him.
One of them was Uncle Li, the Yang family's steward.
Uncle Li hadn't originally been one of Yang Weitu's men, but with a strong enemy at hand tonight, Uncle Li had no choice but to stand on Yang Weitu's side and deal with the enemy first.
"Young Master, the situation outside is not good. Those rebellious commoners are everywhere."
"If we rashly send the martial artists out of the residence, I'm afraid those commoners will take the opportunity to rush in."
Uncle Li was over sixty years old. He had followed the previous family head, Yang Jingye, in the business world for many years, and had long cultivated a calm demeanor in the face of adversity.
Even though the residence was engulfed in flames, he was not flustered at all.
Because he knew very well that these fires wouldn't destroy the Yang family.
But if those rioters outside rushed in, that would be a real disaster.
Money is gone, you can continue to earn.
But the Yang family members cannot be lost.
Beside them.
A middle-aged man also spoke:
"Young Master Yang, Steward Li is right."
"For now, we should hold the Yang family and wait for the army to come to our aid."
"As long as the army arrives, everything will be settled!"
This person's name was Ma Bin. He was a deacon of the Senluo Sect and could be considered the person in charge of the Yang family's security.
The Senluo Sect's forces sent to protect the Yang family suffered a heavy blow from the Taiping Dao on the way. Two elders died in battle, and more than a dozen elite disciples were killed or injured.
This unexpected blow made it difficult for the Senluo Sect to support the Yang family in the short term.
Therefore, Ma Bin did not dare to attack rashly and could only wait for the Qingzhou garrison to provide support.
Yang Weitu was not satisfied with these answers. He said angrily:
"Are we just going to watch these commoners burn my house and do nothing?"
"When has my Yang family ever suffered such humiliation?! A bunch of commoners dare to bully the Yang family!"
"Who gave them the guts?!"
Uncle Li and Ma Bin did not respond to this.
They knew very well that Yang Weitu was only blinded by anger and was saying so many angry words.
Yang Weitu vented his anger for a while and gradually calmed down.
He asked in a deep voice:
"Can Lei, the garrison commander, handle the Taiping Dao?"
"The Taiping Dao has even defeated the Senluo Sect. I'm afraid they won't be so easy to deal with."
Yang Weitu initially did not take the Taiping Dao seriously.
But tonight, he personally witnessed the Taiping Dao inciting the people to burn the Yang family.
At this moment, Yang Weitu was angry, but he also understood that the Taiping Dao was really not afraid of their Yang family and wanted their Yang family's life!
These words made Ma Bin cough twice and remain silent.
Uncle Li replied:
"Commander Lei has two thousand armored soldiers. Once the military formation is formed, the chances of winning should be higher."
Yang Weitu was not satisfied with this answer.
What he wanted was a 100% chance of winning!
Immediately, Yang Weitu stopped looking at the burning fires and turned to look at the last person behind him.
This person was wearing a black uniform, obviously a member of the government.
He was Song Chenfeng, the constable of the Dragon Gate in the Six Doors of Qingzhou City.
"Constable Song, when will your Six Doors take action?"
Yang Weitu questioned sharply.
The attitude of the Six Doors had been ambiguous, which made Yang Weitu very annoyed.
He had sent no less silver, but when he invited the Six Doors and the garrison to leave the city to suppress the Taiping Dao during the day, the Six Doors refused.
It wasn't until tonight, when things got out of hand, that the Six Doors sent a constable to the Yang family.
If it weren't for other helpers, Yang Weitu really wouldn't want to pay attention to this constable.
Song Chenfeng replied:
"Our Six Doors only manages matters of the martial arts world — —"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Yang Weitu said angrily:
"Don't give this young master that crap!"
"Go out and see how many martial artists there are in this Taiping Dao. How can it not be under your control?"
"Today, you only need to tell me, which side are you Six Doors on?"
Song Chenfeng frowned.
But he still suppressed his anger and explained:
"Young Master Yang, our commander's attitude is already very clear."
"If the Yang family wants to go out and fight the Taiping Dao, we will not interfere."
"But, Qingzhou City cannot be in chaos, and the Yang family cannot perish."
"This is the bottom line of the Six Doors!"
"The Six Doors will do everything possible to assist the government and the garrison in maintaining the order and stability of Qingzhou City."
Hearing this, Yang Weitu finally showed a satisfied expression.
He turned around and continued to the window.
From this three-story pavilion, you could see dense crowds of people in all directions of the Yang family residence.
They held torches in their hands, constantly igniting debris, and then frantically throwing it into the Yang family residence.
But at this moment, Yang Weitu was no longer afraid.
He even leaned out of the window, pointing at the crowds in the streets and scolding:
"Fight with my Yang family? What do you have to fight with!"
"Rebellious people! Commoners! A bunch of things that are not even worthy of being dogs for my Yang family!"
"The entire Qingzhou is helping my Yang family!"
"Whether it's the county government, the prefectural government, the garrison, or the Six Doors, they are all on my Yang family's side!"
"How can you Taiping Dao win?"
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"Kill you all! Tonight, this young master will kill you all!"
Yang Weitu's face was twisted as he shouted loudly.
The three people behind him shook their heads slightly.
No matter how disappointed they were in Yang Weitu, they could only stand firmly behind him tonight.
At the same time, the three also looked at the crowded scene on the street outside.
This scene made the three of them secretly alarmed.
They all knew very well that the Yang family's actions were indeed a bit… excessive.
But they didn't expect that the Yang family could provoke so many people to besiege them.
With the martial artists' eyesight, they could naturally see very clearly that the besieging crowd outside was not only the Taiping Dao and the victims, but even many local people in the city were participating.
It can be said that it was both heaven and man's resentment!
This time, things had gotten so big, and they had no time to worry about the future situation of the Yang family.
Now they only had one thought, which was to quickly suppress the Taiping Dao and completely quell this riot!
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At the garrison camp.
Lei Yu had already rushed towards the Grand Tutor's altar.
Although Lei Yu was wearing heavy armor, his lightness skill was obviously not weak.
When his figure moved, he was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, fierce and powerful.
"Show yourself!"
Lei Yu roared angrily, leaping high, the saber in his hand already slashing towards the altar.
Just as Lei Yu approached the altar.
From the darkness, a sound of iron chains came.
Lei Yu instantly became vigilant.
His figure suddenly stopped, and he slashed his saber towards his side.
"Clang!!!!!"
In the sound of metal colliding, Lei Yu's saber had already struck the blood droplet that was smashing through the air.
The heavy blood droplet was knocked back.
Lei Yu's figure was also forced back, returning to the entrance of the camp.
His gaze turned to another direction.
A tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness.
The person wore a pointed helmet, a metal skull mask, shoulder armor, and a gray-black robe.
He held a sword in one hand and a blood droplet in the other.
Seeing this, Lei Yu snorted coldly:
"Finally forced you out!"
Speaking of this, Lei Yu glanced at the saber in his hand.
A notch had actually appeared on the blade.
He didn't expect the material of the blood droplet to be so hard that even Lei Yu's saber was damaged.
But Lei Yu didn't care about this. He threw the saber in his hand to a personal guard:
"Change the saber!"
The personal guard took the damaged saber and quickly replaced it with a brand new saber.
Lei Yu took the saber and pointed at the yellow-robed mage in the gauze tent of the altar, and said in a deep voice:
"It seems that the only person by your side is this masked guy."
"Why didn't Jiang Lengxue come?"
"If this official is not mistaken, she is a woman, and she certainly doesn't have the guts to participate in your rebellion!"
"Grand Tutor, without Jiang Lengxue's help, your life is over!"
Lei Yu had already determined that the person in the gauze tent was a man in the fifth rank.
Who else could it be but the Grand Tutor!
An Liangbi, who was beside him, felt relieved when he heard this.
Losing the assistance of Jiang Lengxue and the Scarlet Fire Sword Sect, this Grand Tutor had undoubtedly lost an arm.
Now, the situation was stable!
At this time.
Suddenly, a group of people shouted loudly:
"Although Jiang Lengxue didn't come, we did!"
"Who dares to touch our sect leader?!"
Along with the shouts, a group of Scarlet Fire Sword Sect disciples appeared.
They rushed all the way and finally arrived at the critical moment.
At first, Lei Yu and An Liangbi were slightly startled.
But when Lei Yu felt the aura of this group of Scarlet Fire Sword Sect disciples, he couldn't help but laugh:
"A bunch of miscellaneous fish, dare to speak wildly?"
Among these Scarlet Fire Sword Sect disciples, the strongest was only a seventh-rank martial artist.
This little power was not worth mentioning in Lei Yu's eyes.
At this time.
In the gauze tent, the yellow-robed mage finally spoke:
"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore."
"You have too much killing intent, why not lay down your butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot."
As soon as the last sentence was spoken.
The ears of all the soldiers in the camp seemed to explode at the same time.
This sentence clearly entered everyone's ears.
"Lay down your butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot!"
This sentence shocked the eardrums of all the soldiers.
An Liangbi, as a literati, was even more shocked and hurriedly covered his ears, but this voice seemed to be everywhere, and still shocked his eardrums with severe pain.
Especially his head, as if it was about to explode!