Chapter 63: Reaching Over and Touching Cheng Shizhao Everywhere (1)
Speaking of which, once Cheng Shiqi drank the ‘Monkey Wine’ that was spiked with knockout drops, he was taken to the temple.
Not long later, he gradually woke up and felt his guards that accompanied him were tied back to back with him, on the main hall’s pillar.
A black, sturdy, and fat monk was sitting on the chair in front of him and he was polishing a shiny sharp dagger.
That monk had bronze leopard-like eyes, a pair of bushy eyebrows, and his face was fierce-looking. He looked sinister and chuckled at Cheng Shiqi once he woke up. He stood up and said, “People, bring the equipment over.”
Two bandits who were also monks brought two half full basins of clear water, two bundles of rope, and two pieces of masking cloth.
The fat monk slid the already polished sharp dagger over the water and wiped it with a cloth, walking over.
Recall how Cheng Shiqi had been provided for and lived comfortably as a child and grew up with everything he desired. This was even the first time he left the capital so he’d never experienced a situation like this.
He was scared witless.
He begged for mercy, “Buddha, please have mercy and don’t murder me. My family is wealthy and I can send people home and have them bring money to you, so that Buddha can repair the temple and allow Bodhisattva to reveal itself in the temple!”
The fat monk hysterically laughed and walked up, covering Cheng Shiqi’s mouth with a dirty piece of cloth. Then, he tugged his clothes and revealed his white and smooth chest. He grabbed the rope to strap his skin tightly and then he raised his shiny sharp dagger.
“Don’t try to cause a disturbance. Even if I haven’t slaughtered 1,000 easy men like you, I’ve killed at least 800. The only reason you’re blabbering nonstop is because you want to stall time and live.”
Cheng Shiqi sobbed but it sucked that he couldn’t say anything with the cloth in his mouth, so he made incoherent noises.
That monk was teasing Cheng Shiqi like a cat teasing a mouse, sliding the tip of the dagger around his chest as he said, “I’ll let you know everything before you die. I’m not Buddha or anyone like that and my name is Huang Tiangu, also known as God of the Mountains. Because I was tired of this mundane world, I voluntarily shaved my head and became a monk, resolving the previous worries I had. I took over this temple and started this merciful business. Since you had drank a bowl of ‘monkey wine’ from the temple, you must leave your heart as tip, so that these grandfathers can eat along with rice. You don’t need to be afraid since I’ll be quick and next year of today will be your anniversary of death!”
As he was about to dig his heart out with the dagger, he heard a series of bang outside the door. Several minions hurriedly ran in.
They murmured, “Master, master, we got a few more cash cows and they’re being brought up the mountain right now.”
Huang Tiangu scolded, “Stupid fools. We have a person for today so why are you guys bringing more cash cows up? This grandfather has reminded you guys several times that we only kill one person per day; don’t be greedy.”
The minions chuckled and said, “It’s not that we are being greedy but rather Buddha is being merciful, wanting to give master some presents. We passed by two beautiful and gorgeous ladies who had four to five companions with them. They said that they were devoted worshippers and worshipped every temple they saw, insisting on entering the temple and burning the incense. We tried to stop them but we couldn’t, so we had to spike the others’ drinks with knockout drops and we are bringing the two ladies up now.”
Huang Tiangu said, “There’s actually something good like this? We’ve been free and relaxing here, not lacking anything but a few wives of brigand chiefs. Could it be that Bodhisattva
Is pitying us and being generous? Let’s go and see how the ladies look.”
Everyone laughed and said, “Today seems to be grandfather’s great day!”
As they exclaimed this, a few minions carried a few knocked out sturdy men inside the main hall, followed by two ladies who were squirming and helped inside by two servant girls.
The two ladies had milky white skin and eyes like autumn water.
They were like fairies descending to the mundane world and Chang’e from the Palace of Moon entering their dreams. They were beautiful women, capturing the attention of birds and beasts, even shaming the flowers.
None of them had seen women like them and they were stunned at the sight.