The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2151 From this day forward, the six great families of Qing Tang will no longer exist.
Feng Jiuxiao didn't even bother asking the middle-aged man's name; all he needed to do was empty the Wei family's coffers! What he cared about most now was where that old man had escaped to! If he were to return, not only would the Wei family's serfs suffer a tragic fate, but those serfs rescued from the Dai and Mo families would also surely perish! The six major families were closely linked, supporting each other through thick and thin; if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll spring back to life!

Venerable Bailian naturally understood Feng Jiuxiao's worries and laughed, "Young master, don't worry, that Wei fellow won't go far!" He took out a firework signal flare from his pocket and threw it into the sky. The signal flare was cleverly designed and would ignite when it encountered wind. It flew three zhang and left a trail of sparks, shooting straight into the sky like a meteor!

The signal arrow emitted a sharp whistling sound that could be heard from afar. When it reached a height of a hundred feet, it suddenly exploded, bursting into a fiery lotus firework in the sky! That was his unique signal!

A moment later, several figures approached from afar, moving with lightning speed!
In the blink of an eye, four young men appeared in front of Bai Lian!

Without wasting words, Bai Lian solemnly asked, "You know the head of the Wei family, right?"

A disciple with a bushy beard said, "I know him!"

Bai Lian's face was grim. "Send down the order: pursue them with all your might! Find them alive or dead!"

The bearded disciple bowed and said, "Uncle-Master, rest assured, I'll answer to you with my head if I fail to complete the mission!"

Bai Lian waved her hand, signaling him to step back.

The four disciples bowed in unison, then turned and left, disappearing into the snowstorm in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

More than two hundred people stood there motionless, each holding their gold, silver and valuables, none daring to leave without permission.

Just now, when the steward Losang—that middle-aged Tibetan man—arranged for the Bone Master's guards to distribute the items, everyone was incredibly shocked! No one believed it was real! Even after Losang lost his temper and personally ordered the distribution, everyone remained uneasy! Was the steward setting a trap for everyone? Was he pretending to distribute the items to test everyone's reaction before picking them off one by one?

So at first, no one dared to respond, even when Losang got angry, no one dared to go up and claim the supplies. Each supply was very generous: three gold bars, four silver bowls, two bolts of silk, a yak, two sheep, three sheepskin coats, and a bag of barley. Seeing that no one responded, Bai Lian looked at Losang, the murderous intent in her eyes making Losang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was so frightened that he smugly slapped a guard next to him hard across the face! The guard was startled and covered his face, saying, "Steward, why did you hit me?"

The butler roared, "You can't even send something out? Who else should I hit but you? If you can't send anything out, I'll keep hitting you until you die!"

The guard was so frightened that he backed away, stammering, "What does it have to do with me if they don't come up to collect their things?" He turned to the group of serfs and cursed, "Are you all blockheads? Come up and collect your things! If you don't come up, I'll make you regret it!" He pulled out his whip, pointed it at a woman, and yelled, "Zhuoma! If you don't come up, I'll beat your son to death!"

The middle-aged woman trembled with fright and instinctively hugged her six-year-old son, pleading, "Please don't hit my son!"

The guard, with a fierce expression, said menacingly, "Then come up and get it!"

Left with no other choice, the woman had to go up and claim the supplies. The gold bars and silverware were easy to handle, as they were already packed and she could just take them. As for the larger, live animals like yaks and sheep, she would use IOUs as a substitute and then go to the cattle pen and sheep pen to find someone to collect them later.

The middle-aged woman nervously took the first portion, and the guard immediately revealed a smug smile, but he looked even more ferocious. His eyes were sinister as he stared at a kind-looking man. "You, come up and take it!"

The man immediately and obediently went up and took the second one!

The guard shouted, "Line up! Come up one by one to receive it! Didn't you hear me? What are you standing there like idiots? Hurry up, all of you!" Venerable White Lotus was translating in unison.

Seeing the guard's murderous intent, everyone knew he was truly determined to kill. This guard was cruel and bloodthirsty, with many lives on his hands. The slaves dared not watch any longer and were forced to form a long queue to receive the supplies.

After receiving the supplies, everyone remained bewildered and could only stand there blankly. They didn't know why the steward was distributing supplies, nor what would happen afterward.

Although the supplies had been distributed, the remaining supplies still piled up like a mountain. The steward respectfully asked Bai Lian, "Master, the supplies have been distributed, what's next..."

The Venerable White Lotus, with a solemn and dignified appearance, clasped his hands together and said, "Tell everyone that from today onwards they are all free. Go home."

The steward showed no surprise; it was all expected. He was about to nod when the guard looked shocked and exclaimed, "What? Let them go home? How can that be? What will we say when the Bone Master returns?"

The butler, Losang, flew into a rage and slapped him across the face. "Shut the hell up! This was agreed upon by the Bone Master! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

The guard covered his face and remained silent for a long time.

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Venerable One, there are even Tibetan languages?"

Bai Lian laughed and said, "No, 'damn it' is more in line with the context. Actually, their original swear words are either 'go to hell' or 'idiot'."

Feng Jiuxiao smiled: "Indeed, 'damn it' sounds easier to accept." The butler solemnly announced: "From now on, everyone is free and has no further connection with the Wei family!"

The serfs looked at each other, remaining unmoved.

Seeing that no one moved, the steward became anxious and slapped the guard again!

Although the guard was furious, he dared not show the steward any disrespect. He immediately roared at the crowd, "Are you all deaf? Get out of here now!"

After listening to Bai Lian's translation, Feng Jiuxiao frowned immediately. "He was so angry and chased them away. How could they not misunderstand? Venerable One, you should handle this!"

Venerable White Lotus said, "Good!"

He slowly walked to the butler's side, and the butler immediately took a step back and bowed. "Master, do you have something to say?"

Bai Lian replied solemnly, "Yes!"

The guard was quite displeased to see the steward's extremely respectful attitude towards the white-robed monk! He thought to himself: "Just a stinking monk, trying to act tough in front of me, huh! I'll teach him a lesson later!"

Bai Lian asked, "Everyone, why don't you leave?"

A middle-aged Tibetan man said, "You tell us to leave, but where do we go?"

Bai Lian asked, "Then where did you come from?" He thought to himself: Since you have so many concerns, I must first dispel them! So he began to guide everyone to speak their minds!

The middle-aged man said, “You don’t need to goad me. I’ll tell you the truth. Of course, we are all born of parents! But we don’t have our own homes! I was born here! My parents were serfs, so I have been a serf since the day I was born! What we eat and where we live are all provided by our master! If we leave the Wei family, where will we go?”

"The money I'm giving you is enough to buy a house!"

"Master, I don't think you've understood what I mean!"

"Oh? Perhaps I misunderstood. Could you please explain it more clearly then?"

“We understand your good intentions! However, the moment we step out of the Wei family’s gates, we will become their traitors, and they will hunt us down until we die!”

"What if I told you that the Wei family is about to cease to exist? Would you still have any reservations?"

A buzz of discussion broke out among the crowd.

The middle-aged Tibetan man asked, "What do you mean by saying that the Wei family doesn't exist?"

Venerable White Lotus clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Families destroyed and people killed!"

The middle-aged Tibetan man's eyes flickered. "You mean...?"

Bai Lian solemnly replied, "The Wei family is extinct! What concerns do you still have this time?"

The middle-aged Tibetan man fell into deep thought.

After a long silence, he turned to Bai Lian and said, “Even if you kill the entire Wei clan, the other nobles in Qing Tang City will still not let us go! They already want to capture all the common people and enslave them, let alone us who have rebelled! For them, capturing us not only maintains the ruling authority of the Tubo Dynasty, but also enriches their slave population. It’s a win-win situation, and they will definitely be happy to do it! The world is vast, but there is no place for us to stand!”

Bai Lian said, "I didn't expect you to have such insight! I admire you! But you may not know that from today onwards, there will be no more of the six great families in Qing Tang City!"

The middle-aged man was startled: "Are you serious?"

Bai Lian said, "The Mo family and the Dai family have disappeared. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask around, or go to the site to see for yourself! I burned down their houses!"

An old man in the crowd said, "Thick smoke and flames were billowing over there just now; that must be the location of the Mo family. I think he's telling the truth!"