"ah?"

Upon hearing this, Long Wangcai looked at the void with surprise. Aren’t all of you gods so casual?

Xu Jinhuan said impatiently, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you start quickly?"

Seeing that the land god was about to get angry, Long Wangcai immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "Don't be angry, Lord Land God. I will write it right away."

After saying that, he said to Xiao Liu who was standing beside him in a daze: "Xiao Liu, help me take off my outer shirt first, and then take off my inner shirt as well."

Xiao Liu immediately and obediently helped Long Wangcai take off his undershirt. Worried that the undershirt would be stained by blood, he found something to put on the ground and placed the snow-white undershirt on top.

At this time, Long Wangcai was shirtless, revealing his round belly. He sat on the ground and struggled to dip the blood not far away, writing his confession bit by bit.

The laborers present felt really excited after seeing the series of operations performed by the God of Land.

It turns out that there really are gods who will help the general public, and it turns out that they are not abandoned people. They decide to worship the land god from today on to ensure the health of their entire family.

As everyone thought this, they all knelt on the ground respectfully and prayed silently in their hearts.

After about a quarter of an hour, Long Wangcai finally finished writing his confession.

"Lord God of Land, I have written this confession. Please take a look."

Xu Jinhuan took the confession letter and after reading it carefully for a while, he discovered that Long Wangcai had actually started polishing the moldy rice seven years ago.

Not only did he sell it himself, he also lied to other merchants that this was his special source of goods and sold it to other stores at a price lower than ordinary rice.

In other words, many people in the capital have been eating moldy rice for seven years...

"Lord God of Land, I have already written this confession. Can you please let me go?" Long Wangcai was stunned for a moment when he saw the confession that suddenly flew into the air, and asked with a flattering smile.

Xu Jinhuan sneered. This Long Wangcai is ugly, but he has beautiful ideas.

She did not answer Long Wangcai's question, but threw down the confession letter and pointed at the people in the slums who were captured by Long Wangcai and forced to do labor.

"Tell me first how to compensate these people."

The laborers present were all stunned. What? There is compensation?

Long Wangcai immediately said with a sad face: "Lord God of Land, please understand that although I opened a shady workshop, I didn't treat these people unfairly.

If you don’t believe me, ask them if they can have enough to eat every day!”

After Long Wangcai finished speaking, he stared at the laborers viciously, as if if they said anything he didn't like to hear, he would settle the score with them after the land god left.

The laborers were a little hesitant for a moment, not knowing whether they should tell the truth to the land god. If the god just wanted to teach Long Wangcai a lesson, he would leave.

Then they are about to fall into the tiger's mouth again...

Just when everyone was struggling, Sister Zhao, who had discovered that the place was haunted in the first place, stood up.

"You skinned dragon, you still have the nerve to say you're good to us. If it weren't for you, my tiger head wouldn't have died. It's all because of your wicked food!"

After Zhao's wife finished speaking, she turned around and knelt down facing the void: "Dear land god, Long Wangcai is a big liar, please don't believe his words.

What he meant by "giving us enough food" was to feed us moldy rice, the kind that they didn't even want to grind.

In his words, the lives of untouchables like us are a waste of food and are not worthy of his good rice.

My tiger head was so hungry that it ate the moldy rice, and then it suddenly became sick and split open. Please, Lord God of the Land, give justice to my child!"

When Mrs. Zhao mentioned her dead child, tears welled up in her eyes, but she still kept her back straight and looked at Long Wangcai not far away with an unyielding look.

This is her only chance as a mother to avenge her child, she must not give up!

Long Wangcai glared at Mrs. Zhao fiercely, hating secretly in his heart that the untouchables were indeed untouchables, they were all ungrateful wolves that could never be tamed, and all the food he had given was really wasted.

Perhaps it was because Sister Zhao took the lead, others also came forward one after another and talked about the unfair treatment they had suffered over the years.

"Lord God of Land, we have worked for Long Wangcai for so many years, working day and night, but we have not received a penny.

The food was the same as what Zhao's wife had said, all moldy rice, served with very salty pickles, and I had to drink a few scoops of water after eating."

Another person also echoed, "Lord Land God, it is really as they said, we did not come here to work voluntarily, we were forced to come here by Long Wangcai's men.

Although our family lived in poverty before, at least we had something to look forward to. Since we entered this den of wolves, we really have nothing.”

Mrs. Zhao also sighed and said, "Well, it's not like we didn't think about fighting, but not long after one family escaped, that family's house suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night.

A family of ten, young and old, were all killed in the fire."

After Xu Jinhuan listened to what these people said silently, he glanced at the kneeling Long Wangcai and sneered, "Long Wangcai, you really won't cry until you see the coffin."

Long Wangcai looked at the people who were glaring at him and was simply unable to defend himself.

There was no need for him to argue, as Xu Jinhuan had already thought of a solution for him, "Call your accountant quickly, and send someone to the grain store to get enough silver.

I will now watch you return the monthly wages of the laborers over the years, as well as the mental damage compensation for eating the tainted food."

This is just the appetizer prepared by Xu Jinhuan, and there will be more Long Wangcai crying later.

Long Wangcai wiped the cold sweat from his face and quickly converted the required amount of silver in his mind.

An ordinary laborer would earn only four coins of silver a month, less than five taels a year, and less than thirty-five taels in seven years at most.

This is just one of his hideouts, with only twenty people inside. Even if all of them were counted as his seven-year fine, it would still be less than seven hundred taels.

Exchanging my life for less than seven hundred taels of silver is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

But why did he go to the grain store to get the silver? There was silver in his storehouse. I guess it was the inertial thinking of the gods. They should pay back the money from where they earned it.

Long Wangcai didn't have time to think carefully. The most urgent thing was to save his life.

Thinking of this, Long Wangcai said respectfully: "Yes, everything will be in accordance with the arrangements of the Land God."

After saying that, he turned to Xiao Liu and said, "Didn't you hear what the land god said? Go and get ready."

Xiao Liu immediately left in a hurry.

Long Wangcai seemed to think that as long as this matter was resolved, he would be safe, so he had a slight smile on his face and spoke to Xu Jinhuan in a flattering manner.

"Lord God of Land, where is your temple?"