I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

It took Lin Meng and Wu Zen for nearly a month to reach the area where the Golden Light Palace was located.

What makes Lin Meng feel strange is that since the third day after they left Apocalypse, there have been many signs of uprising along the way.

It seems that the dissatisfaction of the people of the Li people with the long-standing grievances of the Yuan Dynasty broke out for no reason at the same time.

Following this, Emperor Dayuan began to issue inexplicable decrees one after another, and various acts of tyranny followed.

Lin Meng had long expected this point. Da Yuan Guo Zuo's luck would be broken, and the Emperor of Da Yuan would surely be backlashed and eroded more strongly. It was inevitable that he would be faint and wise.

At that time, these uprisings and chaos made Lin Meng feel a little earlier, and suspected that someone might be contributing to the flames.

Is it a holy man or Long Hyeok?

The holy person of the whole nature wants to disturb the luck of the world in order to steal the fruit of the heavenly path, which will inevitably fuel the chaos of the world.

And Long Heying... Lin Meng was a little uncertain, this person promised to himself that he would not contribute to the chaos, but Lin Meng did not completely believe this person.

It seems that I am looking for an opportunity to inquire about Lin Jin.

Lin Meng made up his mind. After all, Lin Jin was backing Long Heying's reform. It is impossible for him to know what actions Long Heying had, as Lin Jin and the energy of Hongtian Supervisor.

"Here, this is Optics Valley City, the county with the most openings in the Golden Light Palace in the record."

Wuzen reminded him softly, pulling Lin Meng back from his mind.Lin Meng nodded, followed Wuchan into the city, found a tavern to take a break, and waited to try his luck.

Although this Optics Valley City is the place where the Golden Light Palace cave has been opened the most times in the record, it is not absolute. Maybe it will open in a brand new place next time. No one can say for sure. It is just a psychological comfort. Be bigger.

Lin Meng and Wuchan stayed in Optics Valley City for seven days, wandering in and out of the city every day, thinking about bumping into the Grand Canal, when they ran into the Golden Light Palace portal hole.

However, seven days later, the Grand Luck opening of the Golden Light Palace portal hole did not hit, but Lin Meng and the other two ran into a lot of riots related to the Great Yuan Dynasty.

In the past seven days, Emperor Dayuan made another move and decreed that he promulgated a new tax, called the filthy tax, and the vulgarity that the people said was the excrement tax.

The collection of new taxes is not only a forced levy, but also a high-sounding name, saying that these filthy objects of the common people should be collected and treated in a unified way to avoid pollution of the environment.

In fact, these things are recovered from the hands of the common people, and then made into fertilizers and sold to the common people all over the world. In this way, it is not only a profitable business without capital, but also a big tax in the name of it. deficit.

And the people in the world are not fools, how can we pay taxes for the things we impose on us, and in the end let us spend money to buy them back.

On weekdays, these filths are directly used as natural fertilizers by the farmers and the people themselves. Now not only have to pay taxes and hand over these things, but also spend money to buy them back from the government afterwards.

As a result, tens of thousands of peasants in the world quit.

In the past seven days, Lin Meng has seen a lot of people from the villages around Optics Valley come to the city’s Yamen to make trouble and protest. They wanted to seek justice, but they were all taken into custody without exception.

Even in the villages and villages outside the city, there are young and angry young people who are clamoring for an uprising, but most of them are thunder and rain. Before they can organize people, Optics Valley City will directly send a team of city guards or The officers and soldiers of the yamen will be killed directly, and then the decapitated decapitated will be exiled.

Even among some wealthy families in the city, there are also cynics, eager, and righteous people. Among them, Lin Meng saw a large family of scholars and children. He furiously wrote a pair on the street and sent it to the Guanggu city office. .

"Since ancient times, there is no tax on dung, but now there is no donation."

Lin Meng knew well that no matter how many uprisings and righteous people there were, they couldn't shake the foundation of Great Yuan. They were mostly like those in the village uprisings who didn't become a climate, or were on paper like this scholar.

The world still has the final say. If there were no big gates to take the lead, the rule of the Yuan Dynasty would never be overthrown.

How can there be a group of ordinary people traveling horizontally and horizontally in the world, holding a hoe, a rake or a tattered sword that can compete with the well-equipped Heavenly Wonderland army Divine Profound Realm masters.

Lin Meng, who personally followed Zhou Yuan's uprising thousands of years ago and personally overthrew the Daqiu Dynasty and established Dalong, knew this well.

Thousands of years ago, if there were no top-tier families like the Zhou family where Zhou Yuan was to take the lead and use its strong connections in the army to agitate the turmoil of the Five Continents and the Four Armies, how could there be a response from many people in the world, how could Zhou Yuan’s army advance all the way to the Apocalypse? .

Because of this, Lin Meng watched these many rural uprisings all the way, and only then raised his brows in the chaos of the world, and it was not time for him to actually start or to intervene.

However, Lin Meng was still quite puzzled. As long as he could find that person, Lin Meng would be able to help him without any more consideration.

Just when Lin Meng and Wuchan were wandering on the streets of Optics Valley City, watching the Caishikou official beheading the people who made trouble in the village, a female voice with a little bit of evil sounded aside.

"It's your kid! The repair of the gun temple that stole Li's silver money in Bianqiu City!"

Lin Meng turned his head in surprise, only to realize that the voice was familiar, but he was suddenly startled when he saw it.

"The Li family worships Ding Liuniang, Ding Xiuzhu!"

The beautiful woman with the golden sword shouting beside Lin Meng was the Li family who blocked Lin Meng and the others on Bianqiu that day. She was a fiery shrew.

Since Lin Meng's identity was revealed, he has been using his appearance thousands of years ago, exactly the same as when he was in Bianqiu City that day, and was recognized by Na Ding Xiuzhu on the spot!

"Good thief! What are you doing here!"

Lin Meng shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this, and cast a sad look at Wu Chan who was snickering.

The money was clearly stolen without Zen, but now it rests on his head, and now he jumped into the source of Jiujiang and couldn't clean it.

Lin Meng had no choice but to sneer and stretched out his hand to invite Ding Xiuzhu to the tea shed beside him to speak, explaining the misunderstanding.

Wuchan is not a bad conscience, but when he arrived in the tea shed, he took the lead to speak up, admit it frankly, and wash away Lin Meng's wrongs.

"This female benefactor, it was a little monk who stole Li's silver money that day. The benefactor was wrong. I waited for the two to come to Optics Valley City only to explore the wonders of the Golden Light Palace cave opening, and he was nothing small. The thief, not to mention the repair of a spear temple, but the famous Fulong spear fairy Linmeng."

"Fulong Spear Xianlinmeng? Is that the spear god who has been enshrined in the spear temple for thousands of years?"

Ding Xiuzhu let out a surprise, and then sneered.

"You thief monk, don’t want to deceive my old lady with little knowledge. That Fulong spear Xianlin Meng has been a dead person for thousands of years. My old lady sees you as a bad person. Now you are turning into a deceit. You use this inferior method to pretend to be dead. The dead for a thousand years came to bluff!"

Lin Meng and Wu Chan laughed bitterly when they heard the words and looked back at each other.

It seems that the news of this violent woman is not well informed.

Wu Chan had no choice but to shook his head and smiled, and folded his hands together: "If the female benefactor doesn't believe me, she can follow us to the gun temple, or ask others about it, it's not fake!"

Seeing Wu Chan so swearing, Ding Xiuzhu also beat a drum in her heart, and became confused again.

"Really?"

Lin Meng nodded his ticket.

"Really can't be true!"

Ding Xiuzhu gave up and Wu Chan asked:

"The donor is not enshrined in the Li Family, Qiucheng, on the edge of Xizhou, how can he come to Optics Valley City?"

Ding Xiuzhu burst into anger when he heard the words, and said somewhat proudly:

"My mother has broken through a thousand miles a few days ago, and she has enough money in his Li family for offerings, so she will naturally come out, otherwise she will continue to behave in his Li family."

"money?"

Lin Meng and Wu Chan glanced at each other in doubt.

Those on the rivers and lakes who are willing to die from the family sect to worship, apart from the fact that they have a lot of resources or secret techniques to learn, they are tired of the disputes of the rivers and lakes and want to find a place to stay. Go with money.

Ding Xiuzhu gave Lin and Meng a white look, and said:

"If it weren't for his Li family's offerings more than other houses that my old lady had seen, my old lady wouldn't want to stay in that kind of place."

Lin Meng smirked, and it was the first time he saw a monk in a fairyland tied up by secular money. He couldn't help asking:

"What do you want so much money for?"