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

Shen Qing walked out of the house and looked at the book Zhang Shuyuan gave him.

The yellow cover was worn, and there were four big characters on it: Shanhe Zhiyi.

Shen Qing flipped through it and roughly understood that it was a geographical book, which was mixed with the introduction of many humanities and historical stories.

Some records can be traced back to five thousand years ago.

Although it was a bit general and exaggerated, it was the best way for people like Shen Qing to broaden their horizons.

It was a good book.

In addition to this book, Zhang Shuyuan also gave him a novel story book.

It contained many supernatural stories involving many demons and ghosts, and martial artists eradicating evil.

It had a bit of the feeling of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

There were also many small illustrations.

Shen Qing had a lot of interest in this kind of story novel for no reason.

Just when he wanted to flip through it, a gong sound interrupted his thoughts.

Then there was a shrill scream.

Shen Qing put the two books away and rushed towards the direction of the gong without thinking.

Figures flashed in the village, and many villagers had already rushed to the place where the gong sounded.

Shen Qing recognized that this was the home of Chen Yixiang, a hunter in the village.

At this time, one side of his adobe house had collapsed, and the ground was full of blood. If you look closely, you can see half of his intestines dragging on the ground.

"What happened?"

The hunter holding the gong said palely: "I just saw six or seven wolves rushing in and took away Chen Yixiang's family. That wolf was as big as a calf... I... I have never seen such a wolf before, and its expression was the same as that of a human... I almost thought I was going to die..."

Ha la la!

There were gusts of evil wind on the mountains in the distance, and the woods rustled.

The villagers were immediately like frightened birds, and they all took out their bows and arrows.

The scene was solemn.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that there was no other movement, everyone slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The experienced old man said with lingering fear: "Dragons come from the clouds and tigers come from the wind. The tiger is the king of all beasts. It must be that demon tiger that is causing trouble."

"The demon tiger is coming!"

As soon as these words came out, a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The bad news was like a dark cloud hanging over the sky of Hongshan Village.

The hunters still living in Hongshan Village were even more terrified.

Zhang Baoqing saw Shen Qing and hurried over and asked: "Qingzi, what do you think about this matter? What should we do?"

Shen Qing said: "I will go to the county town right away and ask the head of Linfeng Hall and the county government to let them decide. This matter is obviously not something we can handle."

Now he has entered the bone refining realm, and his whole body is surging like a river.

Even if more than a dozen hunters in the village come together, they are not his opponents.

Even so, facing such a strange thing, he still has no confidence and does not intend to take risks himself.

"Okay." Zhang Baoqing sighed and said, "That's the only way."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hooves at the entrance of the village.

Shen Qing looked up and saw two tax collectors from the county riding two big donkeys and rushing into the village aggressively.

They were wearing official uniforms, wearing futou, and had an arrogant look on their faces.

The villagers avoided them one after another.

"Ah..."

The two tax collectors rushed to the villagers, pulled the reins, and looked down at everyone.

One of the tax collectors took the tiger-head knife from the donkey's back, held it in his arms, and shouted loudly: "Where is Chen Baotou, come out and talk."

These two people are tax collectors.

They are old faces. They have to come to collect taxes and plunder every year.

Seeing the two people, all the hunters in the village realized that the spring ban had begun and they had to pay the spring tax.

In the past, Chen Yuan's family would receive such things.

The village was blocked from information, and the two tax collectors obviously didn't know that Chen Yuan's family had been killed.

At Shen Qing's signal, Zhang Baoqing stepped forward and said as politely as possible: "Chen Bazi's family was in trouble in the mountains."

"All dead?" The two tax collectors looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes: "Who is in charge in Hongshan Village now?"

Zhang Baoqing subconsciously glanced at Shen Qing, who looked away at the right time.

He understood: "I am not talented, but I will let the young and old men in the village trust me and take responsibility."

"Okay, then follow the old rules, lead the way."

The two tax collectors rolled down from the donkey and walked forward holding the reins.

They passed by the villagers gathered nearby and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"

A hunter thought it was a good opportunity and hurried forward and said: "A demon tiger appeared in the mountain, and Chen Yixiang's family was taken away. The two adults should think of some ways quickly, otherwise our whole village will not be able to live in peace."

"Hahaha..." The two tax collectors laughed and said: "You are hunters. If there is a tiger in the mountain, shouldn't you be happy? The tiger is full of treasures, enough for you and your whole village to eat and drink."

"But...it is a demon tiger, sir!"

"Enough, stop talking nonsense, do you think you don't have to pay taxes if you do this kind of trick? A tiger is a tiger, and a demon tiger..."

The two tax collectors obviously don't believe what the villagers said.

They often run around outside and have encountered various means to collect taxes.

Some jumped into the manure pit and pretended to be crazy.

Some said they were plagued.

Some said that there was an evil sow in the village climbing a tree.

There are also people who castrated themselves and sold their wives.

There are many more.

I have already become accustomed to it.

They finally came out, relying on the son and half of the son they were fighting for at this time, how could they believe these nonsense.

Zhang Baoqing didn't dare to say more, and quickly invited the two tax collectors into his wooden house, lit a fire and boiled water.

Then he notified the village to prepare good wine and food to entertain them.

The two tax collectors didn't appreciate it at all. They looked around, and their eyes revealed dissatisfaction.

"Is this your home?" One of the tax collectors pointed to the simple wooden house and smiled disdainfully: "It's so shabby! It seems that you Hongshanzhai will have to pay more taxes this year."

Zhang Baoqing's heart tightened, he knew that the two tax collectors were starting to make things difficult for him.

He suppressed his anger and smiled: "Two adults, our family is not as connected as the original Chen Bazi family, so let you see the effect."

The two tax collectors ignored him and talked about everything.

Zhang Baoqing didn't dare to interrupt.

All the people in the official court, who have martial arts nourishment, are martial arts masters, and basically have a high level.

It was not something that a small family like them could afford to provoke.

After a while, each household gathered some money and prepared a table of good wine and food.

Shen Qing was not stingy and took out some for them.

When the two tax collectors saw the wine and food on the table, their brows frowned.

Zhang Baoqing observed the expression and explained: "The harvest this year is not good. We have tried our best."

The tax collectors were unmoved.

They snorted coldly and buried their heads in eating.

Zhang Baoqing smiled apologetically and said tentatively: "Sir, there is indeed a demon tiger in our village. Now everyone in the village is in a panic. I don’t know if the government can do anything about it. Otherwise, we haven’t caught much hunting goods, and there will be a spring ban soon, and we have to pay taxes. If this goes on, we will have no way to survive."

"This is easy to do. In addition to the forestry tax, the adult tax, and the leftover women tax... you just need to pay a tiger removal tax."

"The tiger removal tax doesn’t have to be much, just one or two silver coins will do."