Ruined wasteland, in the evening.

In the ancestral hall of Lijiazhuang, adult men from all over the village gathered.

At this moment, as the sky is getting darker, oil lamps have begun to be lit in the dark ancestral hall.

The lights flickered slightly, reflecting everyone's faces, cloudy and uncertain.

Patriarch Li Qiusheng took a deep breath of dry tobacco, then knocked on his pipe, swept over the dark and tired faces of the clansmen, and said slowly: "All the men in our Zhuangzi have arrived, right?" ”

"No, there's one left."

A hunchbacked old man who was in charge of the roll call said, "There is still Widow Chen's little cub Baowa who has not arrived." ”

Hearing this, Li Qiusheng frowned, "Don't wait for him, let's start first, finish the discussion early, let's go back and rest early, everyone has farm work to do tomorrow." ”

Speaking of this, he was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "The autumn harvest is coming soon, everyone is ready to pay the grain and money, the horse bandits are twenty percent, Niu Dashuai has increased the tax amount this year, and we have to pay fifty percent, so we must prepare seventy percent of the money and grain before the winter......

The voice did not fall.

In an instant, there was an uproar in the ancestral hall.

Originally, those clansmen with dull eyes and tired faces were furious.

"Why does Niu Dashuai raise taxes? This year, it has also increased by 20%, is this to drive us to death? ”

"We are tired and tired all year round, we can't eat enough, we don't have warm clothes, and all our income is robbed by them."

"This bull iron fist is simply a brute, like those horse bandits."

"Phew, he's not even as good as a horse bandit, and the horse bandit only harvests two percent a year."

"Patriarch, I'...... I really don't understand, what do we get by paying so much tax? Niu Dashuai stays in Ding'an County every day and spends all day drinking, and their team, except for the annual tax collection, has they taken care of us at other times? ”

"These bastard warlords, they know how to collect taxes, but they never suppress bandits, and they never send sealers to exorcise demons, where do they care about our life and death......"

Li Qiusheng sat on top of the ancestral hall, just smoking with his head bored, and his mood was extremely depressed.

Waiting quietly for the clansmen to vent the anger in their hearts, he looked at everyone with some guilt, and sighed long, "Do we dare not pay?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire ancestral hall was instantly silent.

All of them were dejected.

Oh, yes!

Do we dare not to pay it?

In the face of those fierce horse bandit warlords with guns and cannons, as well as those extraordinary sealing masters, these poor civilians are powerless to resist except to be slaughtered.

Last year, several strong-blooded cubs in Huojiazhuang next door resisted.

As a result of the rebellion, their entire family and children were slaughtered, and more than a dozen corpses were hung by horse bandits and warlords at the gate of the village.

There was silence in the ancestral hall for a long time.

All of a sudden.

Some of the people broke down and wept.

It was a lame farmer with a thin body and a withered yellow face.

"Woo...... It's a tax hike again, and even if you force me to death, I won't be able to make it up. ”

"My three boys, because they didn't have any money, didn't dare to hire a doctor last month, so they could only watch him die of illness in bed."

"And my father, who broke his leg at the beginning of spring this year, didn't dare to go for treatment, so he could only hold on all the time, go out early and return late every day, help me do farm work, and hope to have more harvests."

"And my more than a dozen acres of grain land, which have been plagued by wild boars and bears blind, even if we don't pay taxes, our family doesn't know if we can survive this year, what do you want me to do, what to do......"

The lame serf screamed in despair, then collapsed on the ground in grief, and began to cry.

Seeing this scene, all the clansmen looked dark and felt the same way.

Patriarch Li Qiusheng looked at the lame farmer who was crying sadly, and then at the group of people who were secretly saddened.

The crumpled Adam's apple trembled for a long time, and he really couldn't bear to speak, but in the end, he couldn't help but say in a trembling voice: "Everyone has seen the situation of the Chongshan family, or ...... I...... Let's tighten our teeth and make some work together for him? ”

The clansmen were silent, and after a long time, someone nodded, and then, the rest of the clansmen also nodded helplessly one by one.

At this time, night fell completely, and it was pitch black outside.

suddenly

Right now.

Outside the ancestral hall, there was a heart-rending cry.

"Baby, my baby, wake up quickly......"

Hearing the terrible howl outside, everyone in the ancestral hall couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Patriarch Li Qiusheng frowned and said, "Guangfeng, Rui Nian, you two go out and see what's going on?" ”

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The two young students immediately ran out quickly.

It wasn't long before they ran back with sad faces.

Seeing the difference in expression between the two, Li Qiusheng hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" What is Widow Chan howling outside? ”

A young student named Guangfeng said with tears in his eyes: "Baowa...... Baowa estimated that she was dying, he secretly went to the Black Wind Valley in the afternoon to collect medicine for her mother, and was almost sucked dry of blood by the ghost demon, and now she is dying. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was horrified.

In an instant, everyone's faces in the ancestral hall were as lifeless as ashes.

Fierce and brutal horse bandits, insatiable warlords, and the vampire demons that often haunt the neighborhood.

It's a desperate way to drive people to a dead end!

Why is it so difficult for them, hard-working civilians, who just want to eat a mouthful of food and live?

Li Qiusheng leaned his body, turned around tremblingly, looked up at the Pangu God seat at the top of the ancestral hall, and hissed: "Great Pangu Ancestor God, we are all your descendants, if you really have a spirit in the sky, please open your eyes and bless our poor descendants who have no way to live......

The voice did not fall.

Under the ancestral hall, a few young students from Guangfeng and Ruinian suddenly stared at the Pangu Divine Throne, gritted their teeth and roared:

"Why do you still put it in the ancestral hall, has it blessed us once?"

"What bullshit Pangu Ancestor God, it's all a lie!"

"If it really exists, as our ancestors said, we wouldn't be so dire and dire as our ancestors said."

"It has existed since the day I was born, but it has not brought us anything, only endless bad luck, smash it, and eliminate the scourge!"

"Guangfeng is right, smashed it, what Pangu Ancestor God, it is clearly a god of bad luck......"

Under the surging emotions, Li Qiusheng couldn't stop it at all.

Seeing that these angry young students were about to rush to the spiritual platform and destroy the Pangu Divine Position, the old patriarch jumped to his feet in a hurry.

suddenly

Right now.

In the dark night outside the gate of the ancestral hall, there was a faint red light.

Immediately afterwards, the old, weak, women and children in the village rushed out of their homes and looked up.

The red light is getting brighter and brighter, and it is getting more and more dazzling.

Finally, everyone saw clearly, it was coming from the ruins of the altar dozens of miles away.

At this time, the patriarch Li Qiusheng also ran to the gate with the clansmen, and looked up in the direction where the red light came from.

After a while, the old patriarch seemed to remember something, and his old body couldn't help but tremble.

He pointed to the ruins of the altar in the distance, and roared excitedly, "The spirit has appeared! It is the statue of Pangu that has appeared, and we will prepare sacrifices immediately, and tomorrow morning, we will go to worship ......"

When the clansmen heard this, they were shocked.

Especially the young students who were about to smash the Pangu god position just now, they suddenly couldn't help but shudder.

The red light on the altar site lasted less than ten minutes, and then slowly disappeared, and finally everything was calm.

In the middle of the night.

There was a thin middle-aged peasant woman, pushing a cart with difficulty, walking on the boundless wilderness.

On top of the dilapidated cart, there was a teenager with a thin face.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes were closed, and his face was as white as paper, bloodless.

The thin peasant woman kept muttering while pushing the cart forward: "The idol has appeared, Baowa must hold on, as long as you go to the altar and meet the statue of Pangu, you will definitely be saved." ”

"Baowa wake up, don't sleep, talk to your mother."

"Your father is dead, your eldest brother and second brother are dead, the third sister and the fourth sister were also snatched away by the horse bandit warlords, and your mother is the only one left, if you are not here, what is the point of your mother living."

"It's coming soon, my mother has seen the statue of God......"

………………

Xiahua Village.

In the brightly lit bedroom, Yang Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, his upper hand constantly changing seals, and then successfully released a cold ice air mass.

Looking at the ice seal suspended in front of him, Yang Zheng let out a long breath.

From six o'clock in the evening, until now, he has practiced the ice seal for six hours.

Compared with before, he now has a significant increase in both speed and proficiency.

Faintly, he always felt that when the ice seal was released, the magical private realm seemed to expand a lot.

From the original radius of 10 meters, it has increased to the current radius of 12 meters.

This is a very clear improvement.

Yang Zheng is very happy, it seems that no matter what it is, as long as he works hard, he will generally have good results.

This is especially true when cultivating seals.

Looking at the time, it was already more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

"It's not too early, it's time to go to bed, and tomorrow I'm going to enter the small world to meet those otherworldly villains......

At present, what he is most worried about is whether those villains will flee in horror after seeing the giants?

Especially when he appeared wearing a strange set of golden snake armor, his appearance was too hideous and weird.

When a normal person sees it, he will not think that this terrifying-looking giant has come with good intentions.

Hey, trouble!

On the bedside table, there are several large bags of snacks.

There are sweets, cookies and chocolates in it, I don't know if those villains like it or not? I hope that through these things, I can gain the favor of those villains.

Yang Zheng lay on the bed and began to think crankily, and he was about to fall asleep.

suddenly

That's when it happened.

The Two Realms Beads that he carried close to him began to have abnormal reactions again.

Yang Zheng instantly sobered up, immediately sat up, and took out the two realm beads to take a look.

It was found that the white area had mutated again, becoming transparent again.

Within the transparent area, a strange eye, looming, gradually became clear.

"What the hell is going on? Why does an eye appear out of thin air in the white area of the Two Realms Beads? What exactly does it do? ”

Yang Zheng stared at the strange eyes hidden in the beads of the two realms, and his heart was full of doubts.

Suddenly,

The eye opened suddenly, and in an instant, a red streamer shot into his forehead.

Yang Zheng secretly screamed that it was not good, and his mood was inevitably a little uneasy, afraid that something bad would happen.

Soon, however, he realized that something was wrong with his body.

I felt my head was groggy, and my eyes were even darker, as if I was half blind and couldn't see anything from the outside world.

His body was even more light and fluttering, constantly rising into the air, because of the darkness in front of him, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't know where he was going to float.

Finally, he felt that his eyes seemed to be slowly regaining vision.

However, he was horrified to find that his body was extremely stiff, like a statue, and he could not move at all.

The more surprising thing is still to come.

Yang Zheng opened his eyes and looked around, and found that this was not a rented bedroom at all, but a new location that had just opened the portal today: the Ruined Wasteland

"How did I suddenly enter the small world? Hey, no, this perspective is so familiar, I ...... How did I get attached to that three-eyed statue? ”

When I was panicking, I suddenly heard the sound of crying prayer coming from my feet.

Turning his gaze to his feet, he clearly saw that there was a small person kneeling on the ground, who seemed to be a thin peasant woman, and on the ground beside her, there was a pale miniature boy.

The boy's eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The thin peasant woman seemed to be a heartbroken mother, constantly kowtowing and wailing, begging for the protection of the Pangu statue, and her forehead had been knocked to a lake of flesh and blood......