Why, exactly?

Zhou Li's fingertips tapped lightly on the stone table, which was an action he would do when he subconsciously thought. He looked at the map of Taiying in a daze, which marked the location of the Han Palace's Mansion and the Golden Silk Sculpture Tower.

The building complex in the center is the Han Palace, and the east hall of the Han Palace is the Han Palace. The main hall is rarely used on weekdays, and it is more like the face of the King of Han, a pure face project.

As the center of the entire Taiying, the Han Palace, he firmly held the city of Taiying like a huge hand. And the golden wadding carved building is like a misplaced Jie Bao pestle in the south of Taiying.

Don't blame Zhou Li's metaphor for being too vulgar and rude, but if you really look down on it in the sky, the Golden Wadding Sculpture Tower is really like this. The middle is thin, the bottom is wide, and the top is round, although the repair is splendid, but it just looks a little unbearable.

Moreover, the number of floors built by the Golden Wadding Sculpture Building is only one layer less than that of the Han Palace, and any more layer is encroachment. This leads to the rise of the Golden Sculpture Tower, like an Armstrong whirlwind spraying Armstrong cannon, full of the absurd color of postmodernism.

However, such a golden wadding carved building has an advantage, that is, it can overlook the entire Taiying. It can be said that in addition to the main hall of the Han King, only this carved tower in the entire Taiying can explore the entire city.

"How good it would be to repair this carved tower a little more and let King Han be stabbed to death."

Zhou Li sighed and subconsciously complained.

"Who told this Golden Snake Lady to do things without leakage, and she can't do it if she wants to find an excuse to make trouble."

Tang Wan said with a little headache: "Jinyi Wei can't find the handle of Mrs. Golden Snake, and the ten-year tax payment is not bad, and it is more punctual than the food stall at your doorstep." ”

"Not a penny..."

The moment he heard these four words, Zhou Li was suddenly stunned.

"Why does the King of Han think that we have a monster here, and we may fall to the Golden Snake Lady?"

Zhou Li muttered to himself.

"yes, why?"

Tang Guan had a headache, obviously, thinking was not her strong point, but for the sake of Zhu Qianyun, she also had to think.

"Not bad."

Zhou Li lowered his head, looked at the sign on the map, and said to himself: "Yes, it's not bad." ”

"What?"

Tang Wan was stunned, "Zhou Li, are you demented?" ”

"Yes, it's not bad."

Zhou Li repeated these four words again, as if he understood something, he slowly raised his head, looked at Cen Shu not far away, and said softly: "It is because King Han wants to be penny that he will not trust me." ”

"What's that?"

Tang Wan on the side slapped the table: "Zhou Li, the riddler you said yourself is the most damned creature." ”

"You say, what will a peddler do if he earns fifty copper plates a day and is taxed on five copper plates?"

Zhou Li didn't answer the question immediately, but asked a question. The crowd did not question whether he was guilty of a nervous offense, but began to think about it.

"Pay your taxes."

Cen Shu replied quickly, "The five copper plates will not hurt the muscles and bones, and the maintenance of the city and the management of the streets require the government to pay for it, so it is natural to pay taxes." ”

"What about twenty-five copper plates?"

Zhou Li asked calmly.

"It's still going to pay taxes."

Cen Shu frowned and said, "For the hawker, although twenty-five copper plates are a lot, he has no way to fight against the government after all, he can only pay taxes. ”

"And what if it's not bad?"

Zhou Li looked at Cen Shu, and his words were generally stagnant, "What if the taxes that the government wants to collect are all his everything?" “

Cen Shu was stunned.

"Does this have anything to do with us?"

Cen Shu asked in a trance.

"We didn't guess the wrong direction."

Zhou Li took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He looked at the city of Taiying, stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped it on the position of the golden wadding carving tower.

"What King Han wants is the Golden Snake Gang."

"But we guessed the depth wrong."

His fingers fell on the golden flocculent carving tower and slowly moved to the Han Palace. Zhou Li looked at the huge Han King's Mansion and asked, "You say, if the Han King wants to destroy the Golden Snake Gang, will other monsters help the Golden Snake Gang?" ”

"Most won't."

Cen Shu pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said to Zhou Li: "In the past few years, the Golden Snake Gang has been too arrogant and domineering, although they have not bullied their fellow clansmen, but their actions are too big, and the demon clan is panicking. Or, if the other youkai were given a chance, they would even want the Golden Serpent to be destroyed. ”

"If that's the case, King Han won't suddenly want to flip the table."

Zhou Li rubbed the joints of his fingers and squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he asked in a trance: "So, there is no room for half a cent of his thoughts." It can be said that he wants everything if he has a penny. ”

"What do you want?"

Tang Wan was puzzled: "Want your dog's life?" ”

"Hmm."

To Tang Guan's surprise, Zhou Li did not take action after hearing her disrespectful words, but nodded and responded.

"He wants many, many lives."

After a pause, Zhou Li said softly: "No, it's not a person." ”

"He wants the lives of all youkai."

"Therefore, there is no room for relaxation."

At this moment, Zhou Li understood why Mrs. Golden Snake would ask "Demon or immortal", and he finally understood why King Han was so anxious to overturn the table.

He wanted to speed up.

He didn't want a little Golden Snake Gang, nor the life of Lady Golden Snake.

What he wants is the lives of all youkai.

But is this realistic?

"It can't be."

Zhuge Qingxiu frowned slightly, and said decisively: "Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who want to completely strangle the demon clan, but not to mention that they can't do it, and no one can even touch the roots. The demon race is a race after all, how can it be destroyed because of one person? ”

"yes, that's ridiculous."

Cen Shu was also puzzled, "Even if I know that the monsters are weak today, they are not so weak?" It's also a race, how can it be slaughtered by a prince? ”

"Then there is no reason to explain the logic of King Han's behavior."

Zhou Li is very calm, so calm that people can't understand it. He stretched out his hand, gently tapped his fingers on the position of the golden wadding carving building, and said slowly: "If a prince can't destroy the demon clan, then what about a demon king who has become an immortal?" ”

"The demon king who became an immortal?"

Zhuge Qing was stunned, and then she understood the deep meaning of Zhou Li's words.

"What the hell is King Han going to do?"

At this moment, even the eldest disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain couldn't help but feel a chill from the depths of his heart. Zhuge Qing realized that perhaps the Heavenly Master had guessed wrong, and the most terrifying thing in this conspiracy might not be the Golden Snake Lady.

It's the King of Han. (End of chapter)

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