Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 84: Kill them all, I am a stubborn commoner!
Another tax collector nearby was stunned when he saw this scene.

He never thought that there would be people in the village below who would attack tax collectors like them.

They are different from those runners. They are real "officials" who eat government food.

They can enjoy the opportunity of practicing martial arts in the imperial court, and can be regarded as a minor official of the ninth rank.

At the very least, it is the Bone Refining Realm.

They represent the face of the government, and their backers are the Zhou Dynasty.

This is the reason why they act so arrogantly outside.

Otherwise, how dare they, as ordinary people, act so ostentatiously?
The tax collector reacted immediately and shouted: "How dare you, looking for..."

puff!

Before he could finish his words and the tiger-head knife in his hand was only half pulled out, Shen Qing's two fingers had already arrived first.

Under the surprised gaze of the tax collector, it went along his jaw and into his throat.

After Shen Qing was blessed with the Blood Domination Skill, the strength of his arms had become extremely terrifying. Combined with the power-generating technique of the Lingfeng Finger, he achieved the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

The tax collector's throat was as soft as tofu, and his fingers slipped in easily.

Not a trace of hesitation.

The scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

"Ho ho ho..."

The two tax collectors' trachea were blocked by Shen Qing's fingers and they couldn't speak.

The blood flowed up their throats.

Shen Qing's face turned cold. He stirred it with two fingers, hooked it, and pulled it out.

A piece of red tubular object was pulled out from the throats of the two tax collectors.

The blood plasma kept splashing out like a faucet.

The two tax collectors covered their necks, stared at Shen Qing, and took two steps back.

Under the gaze of Shen Qing and many villagers of Hongshanzhai, they fell to their knees one after another and then lay face down on the ground.

Like an earthworm, it kept curling up and finally stopped moving.

The blood of the two people pooled together, forming a small pool of blood.

Waves of strong bloody smell continued to emanate from it, filling everyone's mouths and noses.

Shen Qing's face was solemn. He threw the two pieces of tubular objects in his hands to the ground and turned around to look at everyone.

An old elder from the Shen family in the village said in a trembling voice: "Qing... Qingzi, how could you... how could you do this? They are officials, not servants."

The so-called runners are people hired by the government from various martial arts schools to do work.

You get paid for a day's work.

Many of them are even secretly in gangs, with a mixed bag of people and varying abilities, and they often do hard and tiring work.

Even if he died, it wouldn't be particularly serious.

But these "officials" are different.

Killing him would cause trouble.

Shen Qing glanced at the elder of the Shen family and said calmly, "I'm just a commoner, why can't I do that?"

"what!"

"If you kill these two officials, it will only attract more officials. In the end, none of us can escape and we will all die!"

Shen Qing said coldly, "So we should be bullied by them, oppressed by them, killed by them, and our brothers and sisters should be ravaged by them? Now there are evil tigers in the mountains, and if each of us pays these spring taxes, do you think we still have a chance to survive?"

"If I kill them now, I'll die. If I don't kill them, I'll die too. Why not just wait to die? Why not kill them? I can take someone with me when I die? Why not?"

Many villagers were silent.

Because every word Shen Qing said was true.

Just now, an old hunter was beheaded in front of them as a warning to others.

Why can the two tax collectors kill but they can’t?

There is no such thing as this. Everyone's face began to change from mood to mood, with anger, fear, hatred, and happiness and gloating.

Shen Qing looked around at everyone, taking in their expressions, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He did not stab the two officials to death on impulse.

After seeing the tax collector kill the old hunter in the village just now, he immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to win the hearts of the people.

No one from the county government showed up, but just because two tax collectors came, the villagers of Hongshanzhai were willing to hand over the money.

why?
Because of fear!
They are afraid that if they don't pay, these tax collectors and government offices will not let them go and will not give them a way to live.

Afraid of what's inside?
There is anger!
Shen Qing took the initiative to bring out the anger in their hearts.

for his use.

Shen Qing was not afraid that these people would report him.

Because of the way things are done in the county government, even if they testify and clear themselves of the crime, the county government will not give them a light sentence, and it will not do them any good.

The punishment might even be increased.

Coupled with the village's tradition of sharing a common hatred of the enemy, this kind of thing is purely harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

There are evil officials in front and a tiger monster in the mountain.

It wasn't him who was forced into a desperate situation.

Just as Shen Qing expected, his words were recognized by many people.

Two and a half taels of silver is not a small amount.

After paying the spring tax, what about the summer tax, autumn tax, and winter tax?
The appetites of those people in the yamen can never be satisfied!
If we hadn’t killed the Chen family before, we would have gotten a lot.

I'm afraid they won't be able to raise enough money for this spring tax.

"Qingzi is right! If I kill him now, I will die. If I don't kill him, I will die too. Why wait for death?"

Among the villagers, there was a hot-blooded young hunter who said excitedly, "Nowadays, most of the prey in the mountains is eaten by the evil tiger. My father and I can't even earn 50 coins in a day of hunting in the mountains."

"After paying this spring tax, our family will no longer have any surplus food. These evil officials just want us dead!"

Tian Xiaohu shouted loudly: "Good job, I am also a troublemaker, if the government wants to arrest me, just let them do it. I killed these two officials! It has nothing to do with Qingzi!"

"Count me in, it has nothing to do with Qingzi!" Another person stood up and shouted indignantly.

"Count me in!"

"I……"

The scene suddenly became heated.

Having seen enough, Shen Qing put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "There is no need to argue. People are dead. It doesn't matter who killed them. What we need to think about is what to do next."

Others quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, what should we do next?"

Shen Qing paced back and forth, thought deeply for a while and said, "If we don't get rid of the evil tiger in the mountains now, we won't get much here at all. It's hard to live well. The best way is to move somewhere else."

Zhang Baoqing asked, "Where are we moving to?"

"The world doesn't want people to live, so we go into the city to find a way to survive!" Shen Qing expressed his final thoughts.

"Into the city?!"

Everyone looked at each other.

They never thought that Shen Qing would come up with such an idea.

"But how can we enter the city so easily? How can we make a living?"

The Great Zhou Kingdom was very strict about the identities of its people.

People of different nationalities should each perform their duties and make the best use of their abilities.

They are all hunters. If they go to the city, they will not have a place to stay or a legitimate job for a long time. It won't be long before they are decertified and become unemployed vagrants.

This has to be an adventure for them.

However, Shen Qing doesn't think so.

(End of this chapter)