So What If You've Been Reborn?

Just after dawn, the door of the courtyard where Yuzhou Moxiu was squatting was knocked down vigorously.

"Anyone out of breath, get out and open the door!"

There are other houses on the same street that are treated the same way.

People crouched in the crack of the door tremblingly, seeing the servants dressed as government servants, they suddenly became nervous. It was early in the morning, the well water had just been pumped back, and the stove hadn't heated up yet.

One family was unlucky, the outer courtyard wall was mottled, and the house was dilapidated. The door could not withstand such kicking and beating, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

The people who were huddled in the room were frightened out of their wits, and hurried out to beg for mercy: "Master... Master, what is this?"

"What a broken house!" the yamen servant cursed.

"Baojia, the household registration has been checked, this year's corvee—"

An old man came out tremblingly, and complained endlessly: "Master, look, dozens of families on this street have already paid their money to the yamen three months ago, and if they can't afford it, Half a month ago, I followed the people from the government to serve corvee on the river embankment! Why are you bringing this up again?"

"All right!"

The leading yamen servant, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, was wearing clothes dangling on his body, and he was still holding an iron ruler and chain in his hand.

Baojia felt that he was very unfamiliar, and his heart was full of bitterness: Could it be that after Li Junshou left, these servants in the yamen also changed their heads, and they were going to exploit the people again?

Little did he know that this yamen servant was completely half-baked. Although he was standing and talking to Baojia, he kept his eyes on the big house on the corner of the street and kept threatening in his mouth: "Some people say that you are here to hide from the people and avoid the corvee!"

The old man shuddered.

This is not a matter of "other people". Four families are one "neighbor", and five "neighbors" are one "protector". It is also dragged out to beat the board, and paraded through the streets to show the public.

"It's nothing, the people in every household here, the little old man knows... well..."

Baojia fell silent, he saw the yamen servant knocking on the door of other people's house, just to put on a show, it sounded like a loud noise, but in fact he was heading for the big house on the corner of the street.

In the past, there were rumors of ghosts in this house. Later, a group of quacks bought it, but it didn't get much better. Ergou's house across the street got up in the middle of the night and saw a figure floating on the eaves. He was scared out of his wits and said Been talking nonsense for days.

Thinking of this, Baojia had a headache.

He couldn't understand why he didn't notice anything wrong with the person who bought the house at that time, why so many neighbors in the neighborhood didn't have any objection, and the people bought the house smoothly.

"Master, there are a group of outsiders living there, they are merchants." Baojia carefully took out the obvious rhetoric, trying to shirk his responsibility, "They claim to be merchants from other places, and they come to Yuzhou to do business. There are people coming and going, and it looks very lively, but in fact they are all men who walk the darts, they don't live here, and they don't have a household registration with the government."

"Hmph, let's go!"

The head of the yamen servant is actually the foreign steward of the Chen family, and he was ordered by Mr. Song to cause trouble for Chen He.

According to Mr. Song's idea, just find a reason to drive this group of Jianghu people out of Yuzhou City.

——Since Chen Zhen did not intend to recognize this kind of son, Mr. Song must of course share his worries with the Lord and smooth out future troubles. Uneducated son, what does this look like?Bad for reputation.

Wufu, no matter how powerful he is, that's all.

As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials. Mr. Song asked people to find fault, and he used very legitimate excuses. He specifically told the leaders not to do anything.

The law stipulates that those who fail to serve corvee after the expiration of the period and fail to pay the service fee will not only be punished heavily, but also be sentenced to exile.

How can a guilty person continue to live here?

Mr. Song's action is an old way for the government to make money. The businessman offered money to bribe, and the Jianghu people had no choice but to sell the house and leave here.

Mr. Song has already mentioned to the people in the yamen: no matter who comes and how much money is given, they will not let go!This group of people must be driven out of Yuzhou.

The steward of the Chen family, who was the leader of the yamen servant, was beating his heart. After knowing that his opponents were a group of rebellious guys, he immediately decided to bring a lot of people to strengthen his momentum.He didn't approach himself, so he stood at a distance and pretended to be responsible for Baojia.

Strange to say, they knocked so vigorously that people in several streets were woken up. Why is there still no movement in the house?

——The array of spiritual power only responds to the approach of spiritual power.

As for the sound?The sound was cut off, and it was a coincidence that last night all the Yuzhou demon cultivators above the golden core stage came and gathered together. Wanting to find out where Shi Feng was going, they were all respectful and ready to see the situation and show their loyalty.

The flower hall in the vestibule was lively, but this was considered a secret discussion, so of course outsiders would not be able to hear the slightest movement.

No demon cultivator dared to be late, and when all the people arrived, as long as the formation outside the mansion was not disturbed, the low-level demon cultivators in charge of welcoming guests didn't even bother to pay attention to the movement outside.

It was just dawn, and the people in the neighborhood hadn't had time to light a fire, so what could happen?

Anyone who knocked on the door for a long time would get angry if there was no response from inside. The yamen servants saw all kinds of cowards, thought this house was the same, and immediately smashed it with iron chains.

Baojia looked at these ferocious servants in fear, and didn't know how to stop them. After holding back for a while, he said hesitantly: "Master, could it be that... no one is at home?"

"nonsense!"

The leading yamen servant also became angry.

Mr. Song really saw it. Many people came to this house in the past two days, and none of them were the people of Yuzhou City.

"Kick the door open for me!"

Relying on the backing of the government, the steward outside the Chen family who was standing in a safe place decided to give the other party some color.

After receiving the order, the yamen servants immediately stretched their feet viciously——

"Ouch!"

"what!"

The screams continued, and the people rolling all over the ground were people hugging their feet and screaming in pain.

The whole street was woken up, and the mortals who hid behind their doors to watch the situation were dumbfounded.

Baojia's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again, his beard trembled, very funny.

Looking at the ordinary wooden door without paint, everyone felt an unbelievable absurd feeling in their hearts: How could this door be so strong?

The magicians don't know what's going on outside.

In the center of the flower hall, a crimson flame was floating, flowing into mountains and rivers, and a pale flame covered it, occupying a small area in the Central Plains, and the marked place was Yuzhou.

The demon cultivators held their breaths, and when they saw the pale flames, they suddenly felt that they had realized something: it turns out that the ultimate goal of dual cultivation is to fuse the true fire of Samadhi together?

Maybe Shi Feng and Chen He got some benefits from Xiaoyang Mountain.

Now that Shi Feng has ascended, Chen He—maybe soon?

Thinking about it this way, many demon cultivators showed eager eyes. They didn't want to ascend, but they really wanted to occupy one side and become a demon master.This is especially true for the demon cultivators in the transformation stage. They didn't think highly of Chen He before, they were so overwhelmed by Chen He before, they felt fear and anger in their hearts, and now they only feel that there is a big pie in the void, It looked very tempting.

They have already seen that Chen He is different from Shi Feng, the latter has little interest in the power of the Demon Lord, but the former just condensed such a map, and the crimson flames swept across the world, immediately making people feel a suffocating pressure .

——Under Chen He's fingertips, the world in front of Chen He, the entire Central Plains is not that big.

With Chen He's five fingers, the map immediately turned into a stream of crimson flames, and all of them fell into Chen He's palm.

"The strength of the magic way is not as good as before."

Chen He said slowly, he was condescending, and he could see everyone's expressions.

"After Xiang Zun disappeared, their people turned their eyes to stare at us. There are also many demon cultivators in Qingzhou who refuse to accept Zun Yue. What's more, many sects of the righteous way have long been waiting for the infighting of the demon way. Just like we are talking about the general trend of the world here, the Hanming Sect's aggregation faction must also be thinking about how to defeat the devil with the greatest strength in this chaos."

The panaceas that monks all over the world need to use are similar. If there are too many demon cultivators, it will be difficult for the orthodox sect.

The righteous way is powerful, and there are few demon masters, so demon cultivators cannot grab all kinds of good things.

——Everyone has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, an opportunity to feel proud and step on each other.

"Right now is a great opportunity for righteousness." Chen He looked around at the crowd, and seeing that they all showed worried expressions, he suddenly felt satisfied. Generally, his subordinates can bear it with their strength, but they can't bear it if they are stupid and arrogant.

"The Venerable Xiang is missing, and the Venerable Gui Ming stays away from the Western Regions. The Demon Dao is like losing two Demon Venerables."

The speaker still didn't have the courage to ask where Shi Feng had gone.

"Then where do you think they will start?" Chen He asked casually.

The demon cultivators froze and looked at each other, some of them were timid, their faces turned pale.

"Is Yuzhou a good target?" Chen Ho asked again.

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared from the end of the crowd:

"No! I don't think so!"

All the devil cultivators turned their heads in unison, and saw that it was a female cultivator who was only at the golden core stage, and some of them already showed disdain.

"Who are you?"

The old man next to the female cultivator was so frightened that she kept winking at her, but she ignored it and said loudly, "Miaojiang Five Poison Sect, White Centipede."

"Why are people from the Five Poison Sect here?" All the demon cultivators were in an uproar.

A few years ago, people from the Five Poison Sect were still poking around in Yuzhou, slandering a female cultivator for being abducted by a blood demon's junior.

Uh, it seems to be—

"Men in the way of the devil, after leaving the teacher, he can choose the demon master to serve him. The Five Poisons Sect has no great grievances with his colleagues in Yuzhou. Why not bring a master uncle here?"

The old man of the Five Poison Sect was stared at by everyone, sweating profusely.

Originally, the other party immediately accepted it and allowed them to participate in this kind of occasion. The people of the Five Poisons Sect were already so excited that they didn't expect the most promising junior of the Shi Sect to make trouble.

"Bai Centipede, come back quickly, there are seniors here—"

Chen He said lightly: "It's okay, you say it."

The white centipede's expression brightened: "Although Yuzhou doesn't have Mahayana demons sitting in the city, neither does the capital. After the death of Huanjian, Xiang Wanchun may be the puppet of the cracked sky, so the demon forces over there are actually still cracking the sky. Yuzhou seems to be empty, but apart from the lack of one Demon Lord, there is nothing lacking at all. On the other hand, Qingzhou Tunyue Venerable is busy resolving disputes in the territory. In the past two years, the chaos of various sects in Qingzhou has continued unabated. Great loss of strength."

"Furthermore, the Orthodox sect always likes to use some high-sounding excuses. There are many monster cultivators in Qingzhou, and there are ferocious monks who eat food. Not only Venerable Swallowing Moon hates them, but they are also a thorn in the eyes of the Orthodox."

She took a deep breath and said firmly to everyone: "So once the battle between the righteous and the evil breaks out, Qingzhou will bear the brunt."

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment and couldn't help thinking.

Chen Ho smiled lazily, and he was still pleasing to the eye from his competent subordinate in his previous life.

Bai Centipede is the No. [-] general under the command of Venerable Li Yan. He cannot sit in such a position because of his strength alone.Chen He originally thought that it would take hundreds of years for her to make her mark this time, but she didn't expect that she decided to preemptively occupy a position as a consultant under her influence.

Forget it, if you really want to let the white centipede mix among the demon cultivators, it will be hard to rely on them for promotion.

"What you said makes sense..."

Chen He's smile froze suddenly.

The Beixuan sect's exercises are most sensitive to changes in the energy of the heavens and the earth. Even through the formation, he still felt something was wrong: "Come on, go out and have a look."

"Master Chen?"

All the devil cultivators followed suit, did Zhengdao come to seek death so soon?Not Qingzhou?

The white centipede was also surprised, and his face was full of "impossible, could it be that Zhengdao is stupid beyond my expectations, persimmons are not picky, and they don't play cards according to reason"?

When everyone walked into the courtyard, they couldn't hear anything through the formation, but saw a group of people climbing up with ladders on the side of the courtyard wall.

"..."

Who is this who is full enough to climb the wall of Yuzhou Future Mozun's house? !

Subconsciously untied the formation, and the noise immediately filled his ears.

"Master, this house must be haunted! Is there a door that cannot be broken?"

"Yeah, there's no movement at all inside."

"Stop talking nonsense! Is there any resident, do you think the government doesn't know? Just pretend to be dead?"

The first yamen servant who climbed up the wall wiped his sweat: "Hey, this yard is quite big...big..."

His expression froze, and he looked down at a whole yard of people staring at him with dark faces.

"what--"

As soon as your hands are loose, you fall on your back.

"There is a ghost, the yard is full of people, all of them...don't make a sound!"

At this time, because the formation was revoked, the gate was smashed open with a bang, and the servants who were copying the iron chains rushed up, and saw strange people all over the yard (some magicians had strange costumes, their hair was disheveled, and their green faces were bluffing. ), and heard the wail of the yamen servant who had just climbed the wall in his ears, and stopped his pace in an instant.

There seems to be a chilling, inexplicable fear.

The yamen servants were originally shouting and asking, but they stammered: "Check! The government is investigating the corvee. Who are you... and your household registration? Where is the road guide? Have you... paid the money for the corvee?"

Demon cultivators, you look at me, and I look at you.

Silently, he touched something from his side and used the blindfold method.

This is what Chen He saw when he came out: a group of yamen servants, looking at hairpins, torn handkerchiefs, copper plates and even random stones in the courtyard, checking them seriously.

"This can only prove that you have household registration, the money to buy corvee..."

Another bunch of messy things were sent over.

"What do you do? How can the government issue an official letter that you have paid corvee?"

The yamen servants asked suspiciously.