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Chapter 397 Yuan Yao is very stable though playful

Yuan Yao's head was still a little confused at this time.

My head...why does it hurt so much...

He struggled to open his eyes, only to see seven or eight tower-shaped men standing neatly in front of him, with their huge heads no more than two feet away from him.

"You're awake!"

You guys are perverts! You even have to watch others sleeping. Do you know who my father is? My ashes were raised for you within three days!

...Yes, why am I sleeping in this damn place?

?!Why are my hands and feet tied?

What's going on?

He vaguely remembered that he was chasing a Poujie who dared to attack him. As a result, he was attacked halfway while eating a bowl of wontons. He only had time to shout a few words for help before he fainted on the spot.

Yuan Yao was shocked.

Wait? So he’s the robber?!

"Hmph, the kid kneeling below, listen up! I am..."

Hearing that the robber was preparing to announce himself at first, he suddenly felt angry and angry. Although he was tied up, his movements were still extremely agile, and he was like a carp. On the spot...

Kneel down.

"Grandpa, have mercy! Grandpa, have mercy! Grandpa, don't hit me! My dad has a lot of money, just ask for anything you want! If not, I can take you to my dad's treasure house. I know it there, so don't kill me!"

It was then seen that Yuan Yao's hands and feet were tightly tied, but it did not affect the smoothness of his movements from lying on the ground to jumping up and then sitting down on the spot.

Difficulty level: dozens of stars, score 5.0! Full score!

The most commendable thing is that this time Grandpa not only did it to himself, but also to his own father Yuan Shu.

What's going on...?

Yuan Yao's operation of creating a good fortune for Zhong Shenxiu suddenly interrupted the thoughts of all the kidnappers. Everyone looked at each other in shock - originally, everyone was looking for a reason to punch and kick this villain who was running amok in Shouchun.

Both feet, in this daze, stopped their movements and feet, and finally turned their heads to look at a short Taoist behind them.

"Mr. Yuan, look up, do you still know Pindao?"

I saw that this man was dressed in rags and was no more than six feet tall. His face was covered with mud and filth, but his eyes were so bright that they seemed to glow.

This Taoist is the little beggar who gave Wang Yiyuan the token.

"Don't look! I don't know! I understand the rules!"

Yuan Yao was seen closing his eyes tightly and banging his head like garlic. Although he was crying, he was extremely determined.

"Well, actually Pindao really doesn't mean this. How about you open your eyes?"

"If I don't open my eyes, I won't open my eyes! I will definitely be silenced when I see your true face! Please forgive me! My father is rich!"

...Hey, although this Yuan Yao is a dandy, he is surprisingly steady.

Yuan Yao is a man who is domineering and tyrannical, preying on the people. He can be regarded as full of evil. Logically speaking, he should indeed do justice for heaven.

But right now...

Yuan Yao still has great uses.

That’s all.

"Report to Commander Qu, the letter has been delivered to Yuan Shu."

"Also, there is a ranger outside holding your token and going to the City God's Temple to look for temple blessings. I don't know..."

Hearing this, the short Taoist's eyes lit up.

"Please come quickly!"

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Speaking of which, this matter originated from Yuan Shu himself.

Taipingdao was a super-large religious force that almost overthrew the Eastern Han Dynasty. At its most glorious time, five or six out of ten people in the entire Han Dynasty believed in Huang Taiyi and believed in the slogan that the sky is dead and Huang Tian should stand.

It's a pity that the mighty army of one million people, which almost destroyed Luoyang, collapsed because of Zhang Jue's death.

The centipede is dead but not stiff.

Taiping Road never died, it just moved from the surface to the underground.

Every year, there are still a large number of rebels who rise up in the name of the Yellow Turbans, and there are still Taoists who secretly spread the news of "the future of the Yellow Sky". They are like weeds, which cannot be burned out by wildfire, but will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

The weather has been bad these past few years, with severe droughts all over Huainan and severe drought.

In this case, as the highest local chief executive and largest landowner, Yuan Shu quickly made a decision.

Taxes remain as usual.

It is impossible to reduce taxes, and there will never be tax reductions in this life.

It costs money to fight wars, build mansions, buy slaves, and raise beauties. There is money to spend everywhere, and the landlords have no surplus food.

Mudleg’s life and death? What does it have to do with me, Yuan Shu?

Suddenly, the situation in the countryside became even worse.

The truth is that people are starving and dying, and the people are in dire straits.

At this time, an old Taoist priest who called himself Nan Hua came to Shouchun City. He stole the official warehouse and distributed the corn in the warehouse to the poor people in the city. In just one night, all the grain in the warehouse was moved away.

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Who is Yuan Shu? Where has he ever suffered such grievances?

With a single order, one hundred thousand Chinese soldiers returned... Bah, anyway, tens of thousands of troops were searching for him, and even if they dug three feet into the ground, they would dig out the old man's bones and throw away his ashes.

The old Taoist priest's magic power was so powerful that these tens of thousands of troops didn't even catch a hair on his head.

On the contrary, the backbone of Taiping Road, who were hidden among the crowd and were always ready to welcome Huang Tian's arrival, suffered heavy casualties.

In Shouchun, a large number of Taoist backbones were arrested, and almost all the hidden elements of Taiping Tao were uprooted.

With such a level of loss, Wu Xiu, the local canal commander, was already restless.

All members of the church are brothers. How can we stand by and watch when our brothers are in trouble?

You arrest my brother, I will tie up your son.

fair enough.

Want your son to come home alive and kicking? OK, let my brother go first.

At this time, in the spacious and luxurious courtyard of Yuan Shu's mansion, the hundreds of evil servants who were working for the tiger were carefully kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered. They almost fainted from fright when they saw the two fighting forces.

Yuan Shu was frowning as he read the "blackmail letter" written on linen, word for word. His teeth were almost broken when he suddenly slammed the linen cloth onto the ground with force.

"Trash! You can't even take care of me. How dare you come back? Drag them all down with me and behead them!"

When the emperor is angry, blood will be scattered for thousands of miles... Although Yuan Shu is not the emperor, you can't help others treating yourself as an emperor.

At this order, the swordsmen and axemen on the left and right came forward and dragged the evil servants out of the door one by one. After a while, they could only hear the screams one after another, and all the heads of these scoundrels who had been dead for a long time fell to the ground.

"Yellow turban thief, Taiping Dao! This is too much!"

Killing is just to vent your anger.

Yuan Yao is his only direct relative, so he naturally needs to be saved.

"Give me the order to release half of the Taiping Dao demons captured during the previous raid."

"The entire army is on standby. The city gates are locked on all sides. Keep an eye on the whereabouts of the escaped demons. If you see the young master returning, attack immediately and be sure to annihilate all the demons!"

Do you want someone? OK, I'll give it to you.

It depends on whether you have the life to bear it.

"Also, call the Black Mountain Army Chu Yan."

"After raising them for so long, it's time for them to do something serious."


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