Asking about longevity

"Lao Yutou, what do you say?"

Wang Lai said to the old, dark and skinny old monk.

Old Yutou was startled and waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, I don't dare to steal the Lu family's mine..."

Wang Lai sneered, "Why don't you dare? The brave will be starved to death, and the timid will starve to death. The Lu family is sitting on our heads, making us suffer and work hard for them. They are good, enjoying the glory and wealth, and we don't even have food. If you can’t afford it, what’s the point of stealing a little bit of his mine?”

Wang Lai looked like he was thinking about Lao Yutou.

Old Yutou's eyes were a little wary, but he still shook his head.

Wang Lai looked displeased and said patiently, "Don't worry, the Lu family won't find out."

"How do you know?" Old Yutou asked carefully.

"We'll go there in the middle of the night, without God or ghost noticing." Wang Lai lowered his voice, "Moreover, I bribed the monks of the Lu family and told them to turn a blind eye..."

"That's a secret mine. It's the Lu family's treasure. I don't know how many good things there are."

"We don't dig too much, we only dig one or two pieces, and if we sell them, we can exchange them for a large amount of spiritual stones..."

Wang Lai lured him little by little.

Old Yutou was obviously a little moved, but he looked at Wang Lai and shook his head.

He couldn't worry about Wang Lai's character.

He still knew who Wang Lai was.

The king came to persuade again: "Aren't you in need of spiritual stones?"

Old Yu nodded, "Who in this mine is not short of spiritual stones?"

"You are different," Wang Lai said. "Your little grandson has very good spiritual roots, but he does not have spiritual stones to cultivate. What a pity..."

"Think about it, if he succeeds in cultivation, he will be able to get out of the mine and have a bright future in cultivation."

"But you are so poor. He doesn't have spiritual stones to cultivate. No matter how talented he is, he can only be like you. He can't get out of the mines for the rest of his life. He spends his whole life buried in these rotten rocks, living a miserable life, and then he dies somewhere. In the mine..."

Wang Lai sighed, "If the spiritual roots are poor, then it doesn't matter. If everyone dies and dies in the mountains, there is nothing to say."

"But your grandson is different. If he doesn't practice and make a bright future, isn't he wasting his talent?"

"Spiritual roots are natural. Your grandson has this spiritual root, which is a blessing that is hard to find in a century. Not every family can give birth to a child with such good spiritual roots..."

Wang Lai looked sincere and sounded very regretful.

Old Yutou sounded a little absent-minded.

When Wang Lai saw this, his eyes flickered and he whispered seductively:

"Don't you want to earn a fortune of spiritual stones and give your grandson and your family a chance to get ahead?"

These words spoke to Lao Yutou's heart.

He looked guilty and felt painful inside. His old skinny hands were clenched tightly, and his ricket body was trembling a little.

He has a hard life, but he doesn't want his grandson to have a hard life.

These mine repairmen are really rotting in the mountains their whole lives, never being able to raise their heads.

But Lao Yutou had some scruples about stealing the mines, and he didn't dare to agree.

When the king saw this, he looked sarcastic:

"The older you get, the less you know. Half of your body has been buried in the ground, and you are still timid."

"Forget it." Wang Lai sighed, "Originally, I saw that your grandson is very talented, so I gave you this opportunity. If he succeeds in cultivating Taoism in the future, I can follow him and take advantage of him."

"But if you, as a grandpa, don't live up to expectations, there's nothing you can do about it."

"With Wang Ertang and five others, it will be enough."

Wang Er and Tang Wu are several other mine repairmen nearby. They have many brothers and sisters in the family. They are not named, so they are all counted according to their ranking.

Old Yutou's heart trembled, "Are they going too?"

Wang Lai said: "That's natural. We have already agreed. Otherwise, how can you steal so much mine just by relying on an old man like you?"

After the king finished speaking, he stood up and said, "If you don't go, forget it, but don't tell anyone about this, or you won't get any good consequences."

The king came and made preparations to leave.

Old Yutou panicked and quickly pulled his sleeve, "I...I'll go!"

Wang Lai's expression was somewhat reluctant.

Old Yutou softened his tone and said, "Your Majesty, please give me this opportunity, even if you give me a small amount of spiritual stones. In the future, my grandson will become famous in his cultivation and will never forget your great kindness."

Wang Lai then showed his face and said with a smile:

"This is what I've been waiting for!"

He patted Lao Yutou on the shoulder, "Don't blame me for being snobbish. This is neither a relative nor a relationship. It must be that there is no benefit and I can't afford to be early. I also want to make a living, right..."

Old Yutou smiled and agreed: "This is natural."

Wang Lai nodded, whispered a few more instructions, then walked out of Lao Yu's house, turned around the intersection, and saw no one around, turned around and spat:

"You are so old, but you are still so whimsical that you believe everything you say..."

"Are you successful in practicing Taoism? Go ahead and dream about your mother's dreams."

"Being born in a mine is a mean life. No matter how good your spiritual roots are, it is a mean life!"

…

Wang Lai snorted and walked away.

On the roof on the other side, three little monks wearing cloaks and hiding their figures lay secretly on their stomachs, their little heads together.

"This man is a bastard." Bai Zisheng asserted.

Bai Zixi nodded.

Mo Hua also nodded.

"Should we kill him first?" Bai Zisheng was eager to try.

Bai Zixi glanced at the ink painting.

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "Don't worry yet, let's see what they want to do."

Bai Zisheng thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay, you are the junior brother, I will listen to you."

The three of them followed Wang Lai on tiptoe.

Wang Lai, who was walking on the road with great pride, knew nothing about what was going on behind him.

He had no idea that every move he made was being watched by the three young monks behind him.

Wang Lai left Lao Yutou's house and met several other mine repairmen.

That is what he said, Wang Er and Tang Wu.

"Old Yutou has agreed, will you go?"

Wang Er frowned, "He actually agreed?"

"Wealth can be gained through danger. How could he not understand this truth?" Wang Lai snorted coldly and looked at Wang Er and Wang with slight contempt.

"He is an old man, but he is more bloody than you. How dare you two, at such a young age, be so timid?"

Tang Wu was a little dissatisfied and wanted to agree on the spot.

Wang Er, however, pulled him and signaled him not to worry.

Wang Lai rolled his eyes and asked, "You haven't asked for a wife yet, have you?"

The two of them looked a little confused.

Wang Lai lowered his voice and said, "Po Li, who sells cakes in the city, has two or three girls at home. They are young and have tender faces..."

"You go with me to steal mines and earn spiritual stones, and I will be your matchmaker."

Wang Er and Wang Er were a little moved, their faces slightly red, "But..."

"But what?" Wang Lai said scornfully, "If you don't earn some spiritual stones while you are young, how will you start a family and marry a wife? Do you want someone to marry and suffer?"

Tang Wu immediately said: "I'll go with you!"

Wang Er was still a little hesitant, "You can steal it yourself, why did you take us with you?"

Wang Lai sighed: "Old Yutou is old and not strong enough. Although some of my men have mined before, they only spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. They are not familiar with the mines, so I found you..."

After saying this, Wang Lai looked solemn and whispered:

"You must never tell this matter, otherwise the Lu family will not let us go..."

Wang Er and Tang Wu both looked solemn, nodded and said:

"Brother Wang, don't worry."

Wang Lai nodded, "Then this matter is settled..."

"Tomorrow evening, I'll wait for you at the east end of the mine, at the half-cut willow tree."

After the explanation, Wang Lai left.

After Wang Lai left, he did not go out to eat, drink or gamble as usual. Instead, he went home and took a nap, as if he wanted to be prepared and recharge his batteries.

The three of them, Mo Hua, also returned to the cave.

Returning to the cave and entering the courtyard, the three of them took off their cloaks and cloaks, revealing their figures.

Bai Zi's victory was still not over and he said, "It's so fun to eavesdrop!"

Mo Hua glared at him slightly, "This is not for fun."

"Okay..." Bai Zisheng paused and asked again:

"What do you think the king is going to do when he comes?"

"Kill someone?" Bai Zixi asked.

Mo Hua nodded, "I guess he wanted to trick the mine repairman into the mine, kill him, and then go to the Lu family for compensation..."

"First they lie to people, then they kill people, and then they make money from the dead people..."

Mo Hua's voice was slightly chilly.

Bai Zisheng frowned, "How bad!"

He clenched his fists and said, "Do you want to kill them all first? There is no need to keep such scum."

The ink painting looks thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Bai Zixi asked.

"I always feel that something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said slowly:

"Logically speaking, they killed the mine repairman, faked the mine repairman's disappearance, and then asked the Lu family for compensation, and earned the compensation spirit stones..."

"But the Lu family has rules. If the body is not seen, the spirit stone will not be compensated."

"So in this way, if you simply kill the mine repairman, you won't get compensation."

"Even if you can get it, it will take a lot of effort."

"It's unlikely that Wang Lai will kill people because of this kind of spiritual stone that he may not necessarily get..."

"I'm afraid there's something fishy about this matter..."

Bai Zisheng held his chin and stared at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was slightly startled, "What's wrong?"

"Why are there so many twists and turns in your little head?" Bai Zisheng asked.

Bai Zixi also nodded slightly.

Mo Hua raised his little finger and said confidently:

"Master said, everything will be done if you are prepared, and if you are not prepared, it will be ruined. When encountering problems, think more and be prepared for a rainy day..."

"Okay, okay..." Bai Zisheng was a little helpless, "I can't help you."

"What to do next?" Bai Zixi asked.

Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know either. Let's play it by ear tomorrow."

…

The next day, in the evening.

The sunset is setting over the mountains and the twilight is getting darker.

Mo Hua and the others had already put on their cloaks and hid their figures. They found a small soil slope to lie down near the mine and stuck their little heads out, waiting for Wang Lai and others to come over.

As the night got darker, Wang Lai and others came first.

There were four of them in total, and they were all gangsters from Nanyue City. After meeting, they nodded to each other with unexplained smiles on their lips, but didn't say much.

When they were about to get married, Wang Er and Tang Wu came together.

The mine is desolate, under the gloomy half-cut willow tree.

The two monks met.

In the night, Wang Lai's eyes shone slightly with a cold light:

"I'll make you rich tonight!"