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Chapter 193 Tyranny is fiercer than a tiger

Chapter 193 Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger

Xuankong Mountain is one of the top Taoist sects.

Suspended in the sky and never falling, the Hanging Mountain is enough to show the style and heritage of Taoism.

On the mountainside, in the martial arts arena, a young man was dancing with a sword. When the long sword was dancing, the sword energy was flowing freely.

Judging from his age, he is only about 20 years old, but he is already full of true energy. His sword energy is vertical and horizontal, matching the clouds and mists in the mountains, as ethereal as a fairy, and not stained by the world of mortals.

Next to the martial arts performance field, his master nodded repeatedly. Originally, the children of farmers in the mountains had never practiced martial arts before they were seventeen or eighteen years old. It had only been four years since they came to Xuankong Mountain, and they had already entered the True Yuan realm. Moreover, they were masculine with qi and blood, and had mysterious energy in their bodies.

His skills are also very strong, and he can be said to be a top seed player.

Just when he was dancing with the sword, his movements suddenly stopped and he felt panicked for no reason.

With a panic in his heart, the sword light in his hand suddenly dispersed, and the powerful sword energy spread out in the martial arts arena, leaving criss-cross traces on the ground.

"What's wrong, Sun Jian?"

The young man named Sun Jian was stunned on the spot, and after a moment he spoke with difficulty.

"The jade pendant, Tongxin is broken."

"Master, I want to go down the mountain."



In Bashan County, Zhang Mingtu is still walking in the Wuyi Mountains.

At first, Zhang Mingtu could see some wooden houses or thatched houses similar to those used by hunters to rest, but after going deep into the forest, there was basically no human habitation and no trace of human existence.

It looks like a complete primitive jungle.

There are still many such environments in Daxia.

Zhang Mingtu didn't find it strange. In his memory, the real city in the center was as glorious as modern times.

But that carnival and practice that only belongs to a small number of people, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or martial arts, has all kinds of incredible abilities.

They have the power to change the world, but if these characters are to be willing to build a magnificent city, only the supreme being of Daxia has this ability.

And even if there are top warriors and magical Taoism and Buddhism, they are still not omnipotent. Compared with the industrialization era, force, Taoism, and magical powers cannot be mass-produced, which further limits the ability of magical powers to change the world.

The really large areas are extremely luxurious, but in some remote areas, they are in a state of decay, showing the true appearance of the ancient feudal dynasty period.

Zhang Mingtu even knew why the middle-aged woman and other people living at the foot of the mountain settled here.

Most of them have lost their status as good citizens and even have no household registration.

Of course, if they are willing to return to their original place of residence, they still have hukou status, but they have quite a lot of property "under their name" in their hukou and need to pay a lot of taxes. For them, returning to their original place to live

, almost as good as death.

Living at the edge of the mountains and harvesting less food from wasteland, but because there is no tax, and you can hunt from the mountains to supplement your family income, your life will be better than that of some people living in the city.

In some small districts and counties, the government also tried to re-register these people into their household registrations so that they could continue to pay taxes. However, once the tax collectors came to the mountains, these people would hide in the mountains to avoid taxes.

There are wolves, tigers, leopards, and all kinds of ferocious beasts in the mountains, but they can't compare with the taxes suppressed by the officials in various places in Daxia.

Zhang Mingtu cannot remember whether it was Confucius or Mencius who once wrote an article with the title: A harsh government is more fierce than a tiger.

The general meaning is similar to the characters in the mountain.

It should be Confucius. Confucius and his disciples saw a woman crying in front of a grave in the mountains. They asked the reason why and found that the woman's son had been killed by a fierce tiger in the mountains.

Continuing to inquire, he found that his husband and even his father had died from the tiger's mouth. Mencius was curious and asked why he did not settle in the city for peace and stability.

The woman replied that the tax was too heavy, and there was still a way to survive in the mountains, but once they got to the city where things were buried, they would be buried.

Therefore, Mencius lamented that harsh government is as fierce as a tiger.

Zhang Mingtu had difficulty understanding it when he was reading, and even said he couldn't even imagine it.

But when he truly came to an ancient world, Zhang Mingtu was able to clearly understand the pain and sorrow involved.

The mountain road is rugged, and the interior already looks like deep mountains and old forests.

Zhang Mingtu held the long knife in one hand and patrolled the place under the moonlight, mostly searching at the top of the mountain or within the mountain top. Soon he found several more monsters, which he killed with a swing of his knife.

Under the moonlight, it is easier to absorb the essence of the moon in areas such as mountains and mountaintops than in other areas. Demons usually like to practice at such times.

Although there were many demons, Zhang Mingtu found that none of them were as scary as the tiger. There was only one fox. Zhang Mingtu searched for it but could not find it.

"Six were killed and only one fox escaped."

Zhang Mingtu whispered silently, but he also knew that monsters such as foxes are usually very smart and can even learn to read like human scholars.

They are also proficient in illusions. Living on the mountainside, it is easy to trick people into the mountains and kill them without leaving any trace. Just like the tiger, once it takes shape, the killings it causes are very terrifying.

Just like that tiger, with the help of ghosts, he even killed dozens of people without leaving much trace. If the young hero from the martial arts sect, who Zhang Mingtu didn't know, had not insisted on killing him in the mountain, the tiger would not have left any trace.

"I'm afraid that the fox demon lives next to the tiger and has already run away after hearing the noise."

Zhang Mingtu sighed, but he didn't feel any regret at all.

After walking two more times in the mountains to make sure he didn't find anything, Zhang Mingtu no longer hesitated when he saw that the sky was almost bright.

It is impossible for him to have all the good things in his hands all the time. It is normal for him to run away from a demon.

I quickly walked down the mountain, and when I passed by the woman's house, I found that the woman was staying at home, not having any major problems, and there was a pregnant woman sleeping next to her who was slightly pregnant.

The pregnant woman's eyes were still stained with tears.

Even after such a horrific demon attack, they still did not choose to move back to the village or move back to the vicinity of the city.

When Zhang Mingtu saw him, he could only sigh silently.

Then he no longer hesitated, and in a few quick steps he arrived at the branch of the Ganjiang River.

The whole person jumped into the water, turned into a swimming fish, and quickly rushed back to Jianyi.

It's faster to come, and it's faster to go back.

It didn't take long to arrive at Jianyi, and when he felt the familiar atmosphere, Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but feel happy on his face.

When I returned home, my parents were still sleeping peacefully, but my mother, Wang Yulan, would unconsciously rub her waist with her right hand after going to bed.

Zhang Mingtu's spiritual mind sensed this and silently walked to his parents' room, silently blowing his blood all over the bodies of Zhang Jishi and Wang Yulan, using his blood to repair the hidden wounds in their bodies.

At the same time, I felt a little guilty.

(End of chapter)


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