Chapter 168 Pros and Cons

In the small courtyard of Shiba Ti slum.

He Zangjia moved a bench and sat in the empty courtyard, looking up at the dark night sky without stars, lost in thought.

At this time, a man walked in quickly and said to He Zangjia respectfully: "Boss, Zhou You is in trouble."

"Sure enough,"

He Zangjia showed an expression of as expected, and sighed leisurely, "Although this kid has suffered a lot in these years, he is still young after all. When he encounters things that concern him, he will still be passionate."

He Zangjia had expected Zhou You to be in trouble.

Ever since Zhou You returned to the casino on that rainy night, he has been in a state of loss of soul. Anyone who is not blind can see that he has something on his mind.

Even the next day, Zhou You seemed to have evaporated from the world. He did not appear in the casino and there was no one at home.

The casino, which had been accustomed to Zhou You presiding over the overall situation, was leaderless for a while, and the miscellaneous cards under his command immediately reported these anomalies to He Zangjia.

With He Zangjia's mind, it is not difficult to guess that the boy may have encountered some changes, which made him become like this.

However, with his understanding of Zhou You's character, unless the other party took the initiative to speak, he would not be able to ask Zhou You a thing or two.

So He Zangjia pretended to know nothing on the surface, and secretly sent people to follow and pay close attention to Zhou You's every move.

He Zangjia looked up at his miscellaneous cards, "Who did he offend this time, was it the group of bald donkeys in Luohan Temple?"

The man's expression became a little strange when he heard it, and nodded and said: "The people below saw him holding a monk hostage with a gun and broke into Luohan Temple."

"Homage a monk? What is this drama? The money I gave him should be enough for him to repay the merits he owed. Is it necessary to take such an extreme approach?"

He Zangjia looked stunned, raised his hand and stroked his chin, and after a little thought, he had guessed it roughly.

"It seems that those damned bald donkeys are thinking of robbing the whole family again."

The robbing of the whole family mentioned by He Zangjia is not the same as the robbing of the whole family in the ordinary sense, but the degree of misery is even worse.

In this kind of temple whose main business is "incense money", the monks in charge of reception will divide the borrowers into different levels according to their strength, and sign different contracts.

For those who have a large family or a certain social status, if they want to borrow money from Buddhism, they only need to mortgage their own property.

The interest and merit required are not too high, which is still conscientious in comparison.

But if those lonely people who have nothing valuable in their hands want to borrow money from Buddhism, they can only mortgage themselves.

In this case, the contract they signed with the temple not only has extremely high merit, but also has many restrictions.

The most important one is that during the period when the principal of the temple's merit is not repaid, the right to dispose of the mortgaged property belongs to the temple.

To put it bluntly, as long as the person is not killed, anything is fine.

Therefore, temples usually use Buddhist secrets to connect the brain of the mortgaged object to the Buddha Kingdom, which serves as the basis for causal calculation.

The so-called "eating up the whole family" usually occurs in this lowest-level contract.

In order to make up for their own performance, the monks in charge of collecting merits and blessings will continue to accumulate merits and blessings on the debtors for various reasons.

When the other party is eaten up and there is no value left, the debt will be handed over to the warrior monks raised in the temple.

Next, whether to cut meat or cut bones depends on what is left on the debtor.

This kind of thing is not new in Chongqing Prefecture, where there are all kinds of people. After all, the least valuable thing here is human life.

Especially the lives of powerless poor people.

"This kid has a strong temper. He dared to go to Luohan Temple to rob people. Is he born so bold, or is he crazy?"

He Zangjia frowned, his expression was extremely solemn.

Zhou You must have failed, there is no doubt about that.

You should know that although this Luohan Temple is not a big Buddhist temple, it can take root in the land-scarce Zhongyu District. The big tree behind it is probably luxuriant and deeply rooted.

Although it is not as large as the Sichuan-Yu Gambling Association, it is better than the Sichuan-Yu Gambling Association in that they are of the same spirit, unlike the Sichuan-Yu Gambling Association, which has many factions and frequent internal struggles.

If this group of bald donkeys could be robbed of their collateral by a kid who has not even entered the sequence, they would have been driven out long ago.

"This matter is a bit troublesome. These bald donkeys in the Luohan Temple are not easy to mess with."

However, He Zangjia also knew in his heart that he could not sit idly by and watch Zhou You's head being chopped off and stuffed into the pagoda to serve as the basis of computing power.

Let's not say that I was very optimistic about this young man. If Zhou You died because of this, the only connection between him and Li Jun would be cut off.

At that time, if you want to interact with this Wu Qi dictator, you can only talk about interests, not feelings.

Based on his recent contact with Li Jun, if he wants the other party to help him at a critical moment, the effect of interest is far inferior to emotion.

"I finally got a chance to improve my reputation, how could I let these bald donkeys harm me? People must be saved!"

He Zangjia has made up his mind.

"But this time, Luohan Temple has been touched by someone. I want to go directly to the door to ask for people with my Wenpai Tiger Head, but I am afraid I can only get a cold shoulder."

"If I use money to redeem people, those bald donkeys who are obsessed with money should not refuse. But if there is no blood, the effect may not be very good."

Thinking of this, He Zangjia turned his head and said to his men beside him: "Go prepare three million in cash and change it into a bank card."

The man was stunned, "Boss, are you going to redeem someone?"

"Zhou You is also our brother, don't you want to save him?"

"That doesn't need so much money."

"Who said I'm going to give money to those bald donkeys? This is for emergency use in case of accidents."

The man didn't understand, "Emergency?"

"Just go if I tell you to go, why are you talking so much nonsense."

He Zangjia scolded, and the man hurried out.

Just when the man was about to rush out the door, He Zangjia suddenly called him back.

"After an hour, you go to the Peace Hotel in Hongya Mountain and find a man named Li Jun."

He Zangjia said in a deep voice: "Just say that Zhou You and I have been detained by the people of Luohan Temple, and ask him to come and rescue us quickly."

Although the man didn't understand what his boss meant by these words, he still responded in a muffled voice and left in a hurry.

When He Zangjia was the only one left in the courtyard, he stood up swayingly.

"These bastards, they are so greedy that they chose Zhou You. They are really courting death."

He Zangjia chuckled and said to himself, "I have tolerated you for a long time. This time I will take the opportunity to chop off a few more heads. It can be regarded as my revenge for those who were killed by you."