mtl008 Chapter 194 No Money Again
Chapter 194 No Money Again
So they came up with a second method: to move everyone in the entire village away.
They took them all to safety, and then set the entire village on fire.
Then he trapped those people inside with kerosene, and while they were in a panic, he ran over and brought them all out.
They took them to the place they had prepared, and then captured them all in one fell swoop.
This is a good thing, but their homes are gone. Even if those people are dealt with, their homes are still gone. Will they ever be able to come back?
Upon hearing the question, Gu Zhan looked at the houses not far away and said, "You should ask yourself that question."
Upon hearing this, Cui Dazhu's shoulders immediately slumped.
"I know I shouldn't have asked, but there's always a sliver of hope in my heart. Oh well, since there's no hope, I won't think about it anymore!"
He stood up from the ground and looked at the houses not far away.
“If you lose your house and money, you can earn it back later, but if you lose your life, there will be no future.”
Many men stayed with him, and they were all reluctant to leave their homes, since they were the ones who built them.
They lived there for so long; it was such a good place for them to shelter from the wind and rain.
How could they possibly bring themselves to burn it all down like this?
As expected, in the end, some people were still unwilling. Cui Dazhu looked at the other person with a deep gaze: "Just because you're unwilling doesn't mean I'm willing. My house is in there too, and it's already been set on fire."
"Let me tell you, whether you like it or not, this house is going to burn down today, and no one will escape..."
After Cui Dazhu finished speaking, he took a torch and threw it directly into a courtyard.
Before long, the house in the yard caught fire. After seeing this, even though the others were reluctant to do it, they did not hesitate.
Because Cui Dazhu had told them that if they didn't do this, they would be the ones in trouble later.
Now that they've done it, the only loss they've suffered is a house and some material possessions. If they hadn't done it, they would have lost their lives and their loved ones.
Upon seeing the house ablaze, the burly man who had just demanded that they not do that sat down on the ground and began to cry, completely lacking in decorum.
The nearly 200-pound man sat on the ground crying like a child. After hearing this, Cui Dazhu felt terrible.
He walked over and kicked him: "Zhang Laoliu, what the hell are you crying for? What's there to cry about?"
"It's just a few thatched huts, right? After we're out of danger, I'll build you a house myself, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Laoliu, who had been kicked and then called out, immediately stopped crying.
If it weren't for the fact that the big man's tears were still clinging to his eyelashes, Cui Dazhu would have suspected that Zhang Laoliu was doing it on purpose!
Upon hearing what Cui Dazhu said, the others immediately joined in the commotion: "Hey Zhang Laoliu, you should be grateful!"
"That's right, Sixth Brother, Brother Dazhu has never made any promises to anyone!"
“Your dilapidated house has been burned down, but someone will help you rebuild it. My house is made of wood, and now that it’s burned down, where am I going to find so much good wood to rebuild it?”
The conversation among the group eased the sadness they had just experienced. In fact, none of them, including Cui Dazhu, wanted to burn down their own home.
Just as they were still trying to cope with their grief, Liu Ergou stumbled over: "They moved! They moved! Big Brother Zhu, they moved..."
Upon hearing this, Cui Dazhu turned to look at Gu Zhan, who nodded, and then they parted ways.
Gu Nan split up and acted alone, while Gu Zhan took two people to the other side, and Cui Dazhu also had a mission.
The three men went to different places, and Cui Dazhu told Liu Ergou to take the rest of the men there and hide them.
Upon hearing this, Liu Ergou immediately left with his men. Seeing how easily he left, Cui Dazhu cursed him as heartless.
But he knew in his heart that the reason Liu Ergou left so quickly was not because he had no conscience, but simply because he didn't want to hold others back.
Cui Dazhu smeared the burnt ashes and mud from the ground on his face and body.
After applying the ointment, he felt that this was not enough, that something was missing. Then he had an idea, so he simply tore his clothes and arms.
"Grandpa, grandpa, something terrible has happened! They've gone up the mountain... they've gone up the mountain..."
Cui Dazhu stumbled through the bushes into a grove of trees and just happened to see people coming out of it.
Who went up the mountain?
The burly man holding a curved knife stared intently at Cui Dazhu.
Cui Dazhu seemed terrified, pointing to the fire: "I don't know who it was, they just came up and started killing people."
"They kill people one by one, they don't even spare children. They not only killed people, they also burned down houses. Adults, you must help us get revenge!"
Gu Nan, who was hiding in the shadows, twitched his lips when he heard this. He knew that Cui Dazhu was a good talker, but he didn't expect that he was not only good at talking but also quite good at acting.
After Cui Dazhu finished speaking, fearing that the other party would not believe him, he then showed the wound on his hand.
The man with the scimitar saw the wound on his arm and, who had initially disbelieved it, was now half-convinced.
They immediately gathered everyone together and prepared to move their belongings away.
When they pushed their carts out and asked Cui Dazhu to find them a safe way down the mountain.
Cui Dazhu was completely dumbfounded!
What the hell are these people doing? Why do they have so much food?
Gu Nan, who was also hiding in the shadows, felt a chill run down his spine. How could these people, hiding here, manage to obtain such a large cartload of grain? Could they be...?
Thinking about this, Gu Nan knew that this matter was not simple. He wanted to tell Gu Zhan, but before he could take action, he was discovered.
A crescent-shaped scimitar flew over and severed the branch of the tree where he had just been crouching.
If he hadn't run so fast, that crescent-shaped scimitar would probably have severed his foot.
The sudden movement startled Cui Dazhu, who sat down on the ground. He looked in that direction, then turned to look at the owner of the knife.
"My Lord, what... what's going on?"
"Idiot, you're being followed, do you even know that?"
The other party was furious. If Cui Dazhu hadn't still been of some use, this person's head would have been separated from his neck long ago.
Cui Dazhu, like a farmer who knew nothing, reacted very strongly to these words.
"I...I'm being followed? Why are they following me? I don't have any money on me!"