Datang broom star

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Bad name!

Kill Ying Ye!

This kind of people……

Sweat trickled down the monk's face.

Jia Pingan can force open the door.

But what he needs at this moment is for Deyang Temple to take the initiative to open the door.

"Seven, eight, nine..."

He gripped the handle tightly!

The monk had been looking into his eyes and felt the murderous intent, so he shouted: "This is it!"

Someone behind shouted: "Can't drive!"

Several monks hurried over.

"stop!"

Cheng Da drew his sword and led his men to block the monks.

Ahead, the monk tremblingly took out the key.

"Open!"

Jia Ping'an's voice was calm.

The monk trembled and opened the door.

Jia Ping pushed away...

There are no windows in the room, it is very stuffy!

More than ten teenagers sat on the ground with blank eyes.

They were bound with ropes and gagged.

When they saw Jia Ping'an, these teenagers were still numb.

Ming Jing said in a low voice: "Being a temple slave, from then on you can only focus on doing things or farming, and don't need to worry about taxes. It's a good thing for these young people."

This is another form of concealment.

On the one hand, there were extra children in the family, and on the other hand, the dilemma of having no land to grant, the traffickers made a fuss, so those families sold their children.

But there are rules in the Tang Dynasty, which forbids a beloved man to be a slave.

But this rule has become a decoration in the temple.

There are many fields in the temple that need to be cultivated, and these young people are the best labor force.They will spend their whole lives farming temples, and the government will not come to inquire about such things as whether there are beloved men as slaves.

This is a privilege!

At this moment, this privilege was revealed by Baiqi.

Sell ​​good as slaves!

He turned back.

Those monks just sneered.

"Bring it out."

Jia Ping walked forward, and Ming Jing followed behind.

"Caught!"

Someone is shouting outside.

"Three traffickers!"

Bao Dong's voice was extraordinarily joyful.

Jia Pingan walked forward with a sullen face.

Those teenagers were led, and followed behind in a stumbling manner.

Dehong is in front.

A group of monks looked at Jia Pingan with extremely indifferent eyes.

"This is outside the world!" Dehong's voice was extraordinarily firm. "The place that cannot be controlled by the world is outside the world!"

Jia Pingan stopped, "There is no place outside the world."

Dehong glanced at those young men, "Is Uncle Wuyang going to be an enemy of Deyang Temple?"

This is the last threat and the last chance for détente.

Cheng Da took a tight breath.

Ming Jing looked at Jia Ping'an's back and felt that she was helpless in such a situation.

Jia Pingan was unusually calm, "Why become a monk? The secular world is surging, the world of mortals is rolling, and the chaos is overwhelming. The reason for becoming a monk is to seek relief. Take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation at home, which is self-reliance. God gives all things to support people, how can people repay them?"

He pointed to those young men, "It is the way of heaven to take people as slaves? To enslave a beloved man to farm, but to sit back and enjoy the rewards, what kind of liberation is this? What kind of extraterrestrial is this?"

Dehong recited the Buddha's name, turned around and left.

"Is he ashamed?" a hundred riders asked.

Lei Hong said solemnly: "No, I'm going to prepare to do it."

The bad people from Wannian County came.

"Leave it to them."

The aftermath of such things is not Baiqi's strong point.

"Take it yourself."

Traffickers were also sent there.

"Break the leg!"