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() The business in the big market is quite deserted. Few people are shopping, and the waiters gather together to discuss in a low voice. These women are the most sensitive to the sudden increase in family expenses. Those who don’t have properties only need to pay poll tax, which is better. , plus the income from working here in Liang Yong has been considerable recently. There are complaints on their faces, but there is no sorrow. They have a few taels of silver to pay taxes, and their lives will not be greatly affected.

On the contrary, those homeowners on the street went to the gate of the city hall to read the list, and when they came back, they all shook their heads and looked sad. In a flash, 70 years have passed, not only have to pay land tax, but also the land tax has risen again. The rise to 20 taels of gold per mu is not a small amount. Many families may not be able to earn so much money after working hard for four or five years.

The city hall, which had been closed before, also opened its doors, allowing citizens to go in and pay taxes. The opening period is one month, which means that residents must pay taxes in full within half a month, otherwise they will be punished by God. Inexplicable sudden death, because the notice was only posted today, so most people went in to inquire about the situation, but not many people paid the fee.

With a heartbeat, Liang Yong walked into the city hall with the crowd, and when he stepped in, he felt a sense of oppression. This feeling can only be felt when he walks into a temple. There is a kind of frightening pressure in the dark. It is majestic, but Liang Yong has always felt that this is the magic stick deliberately creating an aura, pretending to be mysterious and lofty. You can see that all the temples are extremely tall, but all of them are dark, and they have to light lamps during the day to let people in. There is a sense of depression that scares you.

The entrance is a thousand-square-meter hall, ten meters high, with black marble floors, black pillars, and purple-red demons carved on the pillars, but the dome is snow-white, with countless angels carved on it. Ranging from angels to 12-winged angels, this is a tooth-itching image of demons and angels co-existing to rule the world.

Everyone walked into the hall with pious expressions on their faces, lowered their heads and walked slowly, not even daring to take a breath. They automatically stood in three long lines and moved towards the three front windows. These three windows were marked with : The words of head tax, land tax, and household registration.

If you need to handle any business, you can go to the window to queue up, and no one dares to hang out in the lobby.

There was not a single security guard inside or outside the hall, not even the staff responsible for maintaining order, and there were no people in the three open windows, but no one dared to disrupt the order and make loud noises.

In fact, there are dozens of windows on the front of the hall, but only three windows are open at this time. It seems that there are not many people paying taxes on the first day, so only three windows are open.

As soon as Liang Yong entered the door, he took a few glances around and failed to stand in line with the movement of the crowd. A feeling of irritability and discomfort arose, which was uncomfortably suppressed. The longer the stalemate lasted, the more intense the emotion would be, and it required exercise to resist. .

Sure enough, there is something famous here. Although there is no one to maintain the order, there is an invisible force controlling you, making you have to obey its commands. Liang Yong did not resist too much, and walked to the registration window to line up. A sudden drop in stress is a cue that you're doing something right.

There were quite a few people standing in front of them, and Liang Yong moved with the team. At this time, his observation was not restricted. He looked at the head tax window next to him. When people paid their taxes, they all took out dominoes, one side white and the other black. There are strange lines engraved on it, and Liang Yong couldn't make out what it meant even from a long distance.

It seems that the domino is the identity card. The tax payer sends the domino in with one hand and the silver with the other. Many people have more than one domino in their hands, but how fast it is. It seems that others can also take the domino to pay. Qizhou Island has a population of tens of millions. If everyone comes to pay taxes, one month is far from enough, and the city hall will be overcrowded. Only by allowing large-scale payment on behalf of others can it cope.

A domino corresponds to one tael of silver, which is half a year's poll tax for a person. Liang used his spiritual sense to sneak over, and sensed abnormal energy fluctuations at a distance from the window. The principle of paying taxes is the same.

The dominoes that have paid taxes will be recorded, so that there is no fear of missed payments.

The number of people who pay the poll tax is the largest, but the payment speed is also the fastest. A domino corresponds to one tael of silver. Basically, a domino can be settled in three seconds, and even if a few or dozens of dominoes are sent in at a time, it takes three seconds. Done, it's faster than computer payment. Liang Yong was thinking about the reason for this, when he suddenly said coldly: "Stretch out your hand."

Inadvertently, Liang Yong had already walked to the front of the window, and stood there for a long time without any movement. The people inside couldn't wait any longer. The window was pitch black, and only a figure could be vaguely seen. What impressed people was the pair of red eyes. Like a demon in the dark.

Although he only uttered two words, his arrogance and domineering aura was fully revealed, followed by that kind of irritability, forcing you to act according to his orders.

Liang Yong didn't want to make any troubles, so he stretched his right hand into the window, and was immediately enveloped by a cold air. This kind of murderous aura was somewhat similar to Shura's murderous aura, but it was even more evil. This should be the thought power of the Rakshasa God. Although it is only issued from an ordinary congregation, it is still so powerful, it is really not simple.

Without waiting for Liang Yong to think about it, Rakshasa's ferocity poured into Liang Yong's body. A black and white domino floated into the air, and at the same time emitted a wave of spiritual power, which entered Liang Yong's body along with the ferocity. Xing, when entering Liang Yong's body, he will scurry around, leaving some energy while scurrying, as if occupying land.

And the ultimate goal of the ferocity is Liang Yong's Lingtai Consciousness Sea, which is ready to control Liang Yong's primordial spirit.

That's not okay, I don't want to be your slave.

Liang Yong immediately launched a resistance, and the powerful mental power recoiled out, giving the fierceness a head-on blow, and the fierceness couldn't stand it and retreated again and again.

Liang shook the guy's palm off with a flick of his arm, and the domino floating in front of him shattered with a bang.

"How dare you resist and seek death." Yin's cold voice reappeared, full of murderous aura.

"I still want to ask you why, why did the household registration inject viciousness into my body?" Liang Yong said angrily without showing weakness.

"Bastard, every registered tribe must use dominoes to infuse the aura of the holy religion, you can't resist."

"Fuck you, this is obviously to control my soul, this is what a cult does." Liang Yong sneered.

"Don't accept the teaching, die." The other party didn't bother to say more, so he snorted coldly, and several murderous auras rushed towards Liang Yong, outflanking him.