Mozun is forced to farm

Xie Xuechen has been eaten by many animals for so many years.

The main culprits are his dog and Jiao. The former expresses his affection by gnawing on him affectionately, while the latter simply wants to try to eat his whole arm.

But when the spiritual consciousness was attached to the silver ingot, he could clearly feel a part of himself falling into the water, sinking gradually, and then approaching the supposedly smooth piece of paper.

…until the paper tried to chew itself up and eat it whole.

He suddenly took the ingot out of the water, pulled out the paper, and waved it against the wind blowing from the courtyard gate.

"Come out now!"

The piece of paper was dangling and floating in the air, but it didn't show any human figure, but the bluffing ink gradually faded away, as if it was about to run away.

Demon Venerable said displeased: "Force me to burn you?"

The piece of paper swirled in the air, and finally bent the angle, temporarily folded into four corners like east, west, north and south, and began to speak one by one.

"You...you can't really be..."

"See it clearly." Xie Mingyan said with a smile, "Demon Venerable Ling Qiong, if it's fake, it will be replaced."

"This piece of paper is just a shadow of you, I know it well." Xie Xuechen looked at it coldly: "But if you insist on running, I can chase you to where your real body is overnight."

Hearing this, Lin Zhu was also taken aback for a moment.

These pieces of paper that can turn money into more and more money are also fragments of the spirit body of a certain big monster, just like Xie Xuechen possessed silver taels just now.

The paper demon was indeed panicked, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you pretend you didn't see it?"

The more it looked at the Demon Lord's words, the more it couldn't continue, and finally the whole paper seemed to be flattened, and it drooped its head and said: "I don't want to do this either, I was forced."

Xie Xuechen got up and moved forward, stretched out two fingers and pressed on its center.

For a moment, there seemed to be a spiritual thread floating away, and it went over the mountains and ridges.

Lin Zhu thought for a moment that his eyes were dazzled, and was surprised that he could see these lines clearly.

He was originally a mortal, but after hanging out with friends outside the three realms for too long, he unknowingly absorbed a lot of immortal and demon energy, and unknowingly opened his spiritual aperture.

At first, the spiritual cables that were looking for Qi were still running in all directions, but then they gradually retracted in all three directions, and turned to the north, like a long cable between heaven and earth, communicating with each other.

The paper demon knew that he was restrained, and he would have to suffer a lot if he wanted to run away from his body. His head drooped like a piece of waste paper, and he kept opening and closing his mouth and said, "I... I have been imprisoned in Beijing for a long time."

Others didn't respond, but Lin Zhu's face changed: "Where is the capital?"

The paper demon was silent for a moment, then glanced at the Demon Lord again, and whispered: "The treasury."

Everyone was stunned at this moment, with mixed feelings, they had nothing to say.

Lin Zhu sat down and stood up again, stood up and sat down again, his face was flushed, he bit his lip and looked panic-stricken.

Xie Xuechen released his two fingers, did not deny its words, and said flatly: "Who do you work for in the treasury?"

"For the prime minister," the paper demon thought for a while, and added: "Sometimes the emperor also comes to visit."

Su Hongxiu hadn't fully understood yet, and subconsciously said: "A few days ago, someone rebelled by repairing the imperial tomb, and we stopped them..."

If this letter spreads all over the counties, and everyone puts their money into it, won't the treasury be wiped out? !

Now that there is no famine or disaster, how can there be any reason to disperse all the treasures suddenly?

The paper demon stretched out its pointed wing horns and hugged its head: "I'm not lying!"

"I was originally a Zizhu demon who had cultivated for more than 300 years. I turned into a human and went down the mountain to wander around. I was arrested by the national teacher and arrested in Beijing."

Its voice is indistinguishable, but it sounds aggrieved: "I don't know any magic skills, but they just made paper, and I don't look as good as before..."

"They told you to use my name to swallow gold and silver. What exactly do you want?"

The paper demon seemed to swallow his saliva, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

The Mozun raised his hand again, and the will-o'-the-wisp floated faintly in the air.

"It's just... just to make money."

Lin Zhu sat at the table with a pale face, and didn't take a breath.

Only then did Su Hongxiu notice his strangeness, and didn't know how to comfort him, so she sat beside him and patted his back comfortingly.

"People voted 20 taels for me to eat into the treasury, and I vomited [-] taels back to them."

"When the greed came up and I invested more and more, I suddenly shut up and didn't spit out any money, and the large sum of money went back to the treasury."

The paper demon itself is still imprisoned in the magic circle, and life is not easy. When I really met the devil, it was like meeting a savior: "You...do you have a way to rescue me?"

Xie Xuechen seemed to have heard some joke, turned his eyes to look at the north, and said in a soft voice, "Is there still a shortage of money in Yushangjingzhong?"

"Que." It was Lin Zhu who answered.

He smiled wryly, as if he had recognized something a long time ago, and he seemed to be still trying to hold on to something.

"In the past few years, there were heavy snow disasters, and many people starved to death."

"Later, there were enemies on all sides, and there were rebellions by vassal kings, and there has been no peace."

Lin Zhu's right hand was placed on the table, and all five fingers were curled into the palm, holding it tightly.

"Once this letter is spread, everyone from corrupt officials to common people will be robbed and wiped out."

When Lin Shuangjin thought that this matter would harm innocent people, she couldn't bear it: "The money swallowed by corrupt officials should be taken away, but others..."

The paper demon scratched his head and said, "I didn't write these words on my body, so there's no one who can decide—"

Before it finished speaking, it suddenly burst into flames out of thin air, and immediately wailed: "Help!!"

help! !I was caught by them! !

Before he could howl, the whole piece of paper was completely burnt, and turned into charred black ashes in the blink of an eye and was blown away by the draft.

Lin Zhu was still sitting at first, when he heard it begging for help, he subconsciously rushed over to grab it, but he only managed to catch the tiny ashes in time.

"..."

Xie Xuechen looked at him, his expression restrained from exploring.

"What do you think?"

"Can you take me to Yongjing?" Lin Zhu hurriedly said, "I can't do anything, but—"

"No, you have done a lot." Xie Xuechen said calmly, "You come and take me into the palace."

He is young and mature, and he has seen many sinister hearts early in the morning.

It's just that I didn't expect that I would be used to such an extent even on a down-and-out day.

One day in the sky, one year in the world.

Wangshidu was not completely breached, but he was shot down from the cloud cliff while he was drunk, and wandered around in the human world.

After listening to the news, a Taoist teacher has already started to look for unusual benefits.

In the name of the demon king, he went around collecting money, cheating and cheating, and finally when the world found out that the bamboo basket was empty, all the crimes and sewage were still charged on Xie Xuechen's head.

... Good idea.

Xie Mingyan sensed his younger brother's anger, and stepped forward to stop him.

"You can do something, but at least think about it clearly. Don't burn down the imperial capital and kill it. In the end, things will only get more and more chaotic."

He didn't know how the current Xie Xuechen would handle this matter, but at least his former brother would choose this way.

Even if killing and massacre can't win back people's hearts, it can still vent one's anger.

But after venting his anger, what is left, and what is there to bear?

Xie Xuechen was about to walk away, but he grabbed his sleeve, stopped for a moment, and looked at Lin Zhu.

"What do you think I'll do?"

There was silence in the courtyard for a while, and no one made a sound.

Lin Zhu stared at him for a while, then said, "You can't bear to see the people suffer."

"Xuechen, you won't."

Xie Xuechen seemed to be appeased by him, and nodded gently with his eyes: "Then what?"

The scholar has already rolled up his sleeves.

"Then we're going to blow the prime minister's head off."

The author says:

Mozun (comfortable face): Great progress.