The real name of the owner of the garden is Liu Tang, and he is the head of the Jiuyang Sect.
According to Chu Wei and Liu Xun, life for small and medium-sized sects in the spiritual world has become increasingly difficult in recent years.
Monks also have to eat and clothe themselves, marry a wife and have children, buy land, and accumulate family property for future generations. But silver does not fall from the sky, and there is no magic that turns stone into gold in the spiritual world.
If you want to make money to support your family and live a happy life, you have to do something.
Hundreds of years ago, small and medium-sized sects relied on the filial piety offered by disciples when they became apprentices to support the sect's expenses.
However, all the cultivators with better qualifications and well-off families are rushing to the Four Holy Lands, and the remaining ones who can come to small and medium-sized sects to become disciples are all crooked and cash-strapped masters.
If things go on like this, small and medium-sized sects will inevitably begin to decline.
Nowadays, the grand scene of hundreds of sects vying for glory as it was a hundred years ago no longer exists. Only dozens of big cats and kittens are still trying to support it. How long they can survive can only be left to fate.
Rong Fei felt a little unbelievable at first. Even if the sect is small, at least there are practitioners with good cultivation within the sect. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are all gods-like figures. Not to mention having fine clothes, fine food and fine wine all day long, but it should be that I don’t have to worry about food and clothing.
How can you survive until you die?
Hearing Rong Fei raise such a question, Chu Wei and Liu Tang both looked at Rong Fei with strange eyes, probably meaning that this was obvious?
You have said that monks are like gods in the eyes of ordinary people.
What is a fairy?
Aloof, immortal, eating the wind and drinking the dew, not eating the fireworks of the world...
Immortals can't farm and weave, set up stalls to sell vegetables, or walk around the streets shouting and selling groceries.
But apart from practicing and those unskilled tasks, the monks don't know anything else.
Some sects that had once been glorious and prosperous, but couldn't let go of their dignity, moved their entire sect to remote mountains and old forests inaccessible to people in order to save money and avoid people's attention. They made a living by reclaiming wasteland, fishing and hunting. They barely passed on the sect for two or three generations before being completely extinct.
Some sects with special cultivation skills or unique mental methods will receive invitations from the Four Ultimate Holy Lands and merge their sects into the Four Ultimate Holy Lands. So far, no such sects have been found.
Some of the remaining sects put aside their dignity and work as guests for officials and gentry, do business, farm, or engage in some unattractive pursuits. No matter what others think or think, I must first ensure that I can survive.
Hehuan Sect and Jiuyang Sect belong to the last category.
I couldn't stand the loneliness of retreating to the mountains and forests, and wanted to join the Four Holy Lands, but people looked down on me, so I had to find a way to find a way out on my own.
Because the two sects are close to each other and often move around each other on weekdays, they have a close relationship.
One night three years ago, when Chu Wei and Liu Tang were drinking together and thinking about where the sect should go, a masked man in black who called himself Twelve Lang came uninvited and said that he had a very profitable profession. I want to introduce my business to these two people.
At first, the two of them were a little resistant after hearing about it. After all, it was too harmful to nature and destroyed the humanity of the people. But at that time, the situation of the two sects was already extremely difficult. Most of the disciples had already decided to give up, and the scene of the trees falling and the hozens scattered was very close to their eyes.
In addition, the profits of this business that Twelve Lang said were too attractive, so the two of them agreed after a few discussions with the strength of their wine.
Afterwards, all matters including the location selection in Kyoto City, how the business was run, how to train the women, how to attract customers, etc. were all completed by Jade Lang with the assistance of the two.
In return, Twelve Lang only asked Ji Le Yuan to only purchase supplies from him.
That is, women, children and handsome men who entertain guests.
The two of them also asked in confusion, since Twelve Lang had his own supply of goods and knew how to run the business, why didn't he do this business himself.
Twelve Lang replied that the risk of self-production and self-sale is too high. Once there is a problem in a certain link, the result will be that everyone will be caught in one fell swoop. Moreover, I have limited energy and cannot take care of many things.
As it is now, even though
Ji Le Yuan was destroyed by the government. Since the two did not know Twelve Lang's true identity, Twelve Lang could rest easy. On the other hand, if Twelve Lang is captured by the government, he will promise not to reveal the Paradise Garden.
Twelve Lang's identity is indeed extremely mysterious. In the more than three years of running the Paradise Garden, the two of them have only seen him three or four times. Each time, they covered their heads and faces and deliberately changed their tone of voice.
Even if the twelve men are male or female, the two of them have not been able to figure it out yet.
Another focus of the interrogation is whether the two have the guest list of the Paradise Garden in their hands.
Today, forty-two court officials and a dozen wealthy gentlemen in Kyoto were captured on the spot in the Paradise Garden, but these are not the only guests who have visited the Paradise Garden.
Thinking of the tragic situation of those women and children being abused, Rong Fei was so filled with hatred that he vowed to find out all the beasts and punish them severely.
Rong Fei will also keep a close eye on the twelve beastly officials who are temporarily and secretly detained by Dongchang. If Jiashen dares to break his promise, Rongfei will not mind going to Dongchang to cause trouble.
It is a pity that from the day when the Paradise Garden officially started operations, all guests who came here had to follow Twelve Lang's requirements and wear uniform hooded cloaks to cover their heads, faces and figures. The same goes for the brokers who are responsible for introducing customers.
Regardless of whether he is a customer or a broker, Twelve Lang is strictly forbidden to inquire about their identity.
Even in the process of torture and enjoyment, guests are required to wear black veils to cover their faces to avoid revealing their identities.
It is also because of this business strategy of extremely protecting the privacy of guests that Jile Garden attracts so many high-profile people to visit.
As a result, Rong Fei's plan came to nothing.
This Twelve Lang is really good at it!
After carefully considering the testimonies of Chu Wei and Liu Tang, Rong Fei returned to the underground prison again, took out the key and opened a cell.
Although it was already bright outside, it was still dark inside the prison cell. Compared with the cells in other yamen, the biggest difference between the Ji Xiansi cell was that there was not even a small window for ventilation.
It's darker and more humid, more depressing and stuffy.
Rong Fei stood at the door of the prison cell and did not rush in. He listened attentively to what was going on inside.
There was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other and chain links clanking against each other in the darkness.
Because the hands and feet of the people inside were chained with Juxian shackles, Rong Fei didn't have to worry about being attacked.
The reason why he stood at the door of the prison cell for a while longer was to create more psychological pressure on the people detained inside, so as to facilitate the interrogation that would be conducted next.
The sounds of clothes rubbing against each other and chains clanging gradually stopped, replaced by heavy breathing.
Feeling that the atmosphere had been heightened, Rong Fei lit a fire stick, walked into the cell and lit the oil lamp on the desk.
A large flame ignited on the top of the cotton wick soaked in lamp oil, emitting a faint, dim light.
Even though it was so weak, it still made Hua Gu, who had long been accustomed to the darkness, extremely uncomfortable. She raised a hand to block her eyes.
Rong Fei sat down on the chair behind the desk and waited until Hua Gu put down her palms and squinted her eyes to look at herself before asking.
"How are you recovering from your injuries? Do you want to eat something and drink some water?"
Hua Gu didn't answer, she just stared at Rong Fei, her eyes filled with hatred.
"How should I call you, Hua Gu? Or Seventeen? Or do you still remember your real name?"
Hua Gu's breathing became heavier and heavier, her chest rose and fell sharply, and the hatred in her eyes seemed to have taken on substance.
"The reason why you hate me so much is probably because of He Huan."
Hearing the name He Huan, Huagu's body shook as if she was electrocuted, and she asked incredulously with a hoarse voice.
"How...how do you...know this name?"
Everyone has weaknesses, just like Chu Wei is afraid of death and Liu Tang is eager to repair the broken bones in his body.
Hua Gu was plotted against by Thirteen, and when she was about to die, she murmured the name He Huan, which happened to be overheard by Rong Fei who used his spiritual hearing.
He Huan, he also has a name with numbers, or
The reporter said it was a code name, called Sansan.
Hua Gu is called Seventeen, the person whose limbs were broken off by Rong Fei is called Four San, and the person who plotted against Hua Gu is called Thirteen.
The mysterious man who lured Chu Wei and Liu Tang to come to Kyoto to open the Paradise Garden called himself Twelve Lang.
They all use numbers as code names, so I don’t know if they belong to the same organization.
Shadow kill!
Rong Fei found a bronze medal from the body of the man in black who died in the back mountain of Tanxi Town. One side of the bronze medal had the word "Shadow Kill" written on it, and the other side had a pattern of animal heads.
Through the conversation between Hua Gu and Si San, and the unconscious murmurings of Du Fa when he was dying, Rong Fei guessed that the man in black who died at the hands of the flower demon Rong Lan in the back hill of Tanxi Town should be the San San mentioned by Hua Gu. That is He Huan.
He Huan died at the hands of Rong Lan, and only Rong Fei and Rong Lan knew about this.
He Huan's body was brought back to Jixian Division, and the arrests of Jixian Division only thought that he was killed by Rong Fei.
Hua Gu had a good relationship with He Huan and thought Rong Fei had killed He Huan, so she disguised herself as a maid in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower and assassinated Rong Fei in order to avenge He Huan.
So He Huan is Hua Gu's weakness and Rong Fei's breakthrough.
"He Huan said it himself."
Rong Fei said casually.
"You lied! He Huan is already dead and was killed by you!"
Hua Gu roared angrily, and lunged forward with teeth and claws, but unfortunately, she was tightly locked by the Immortal Immortal Shackles and could not move at all.
"Who told you that He Huan died? His identity is secret. If he hadn't said it himself, how would I have known about it."
Rong Fei picked up a brush on the desk and turned it in a circle on his fingertips, smiling slowly.
"Impossible! Impossible! He Huan is already dead. He was killed by you. You lied to me! You lied to me! Rong Fei, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
"Did you see He Huan's body with your own eyes?"
Hua Gu's face suddenly stiffened, and her roar stopped abruptly.
Yes, you want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die.
I didn't see He Huan's body with my own eyes, so why did I assume that He Huan was dead?
Movie owner?
It was the film owner who told him personally that He Huan was dead and was killed by Rong Fei from Ji Xian Si.
Did the movie owner lie to me?
He Huan is not dead!
