Daqian has thirteen states.
Each state is different and each state is prosperous.
Such as Tianling Prefecture where martial arts schools flourished, Nanyang Prefecture where many Taoist masters emerged, and Jiangdao Prefecture where waterways extended in all directions.
The taxation of the Thirteen States is an important pillar for maintaining the operation of Daqian.
This is a matter of course.
Officials and the people, boats and water, their survival depends entirely on taxation.
only.
In a situation like Qingniu Town, and in similar villages and towns along the Daqian border, which do not belong to any state, is it really necessary to levy troops?
Believe any normal person, even a six-year-old child.
We can also come to the conclusion that it should not be levied.
But Daqian still did it.
The answer is obvious. The high and mighty Emperor Daqian does not care about the life and death of these border towns, and even the army is not stationed here.
It's funny that the Daqian army, which is supposed to protect the human race, is stationed at the gateway to the heart of Daqian.
Stop the demons that try to cross the border.
At the same time, it also blocked every civilian who wanted to escape from hell.
Wu Yingxue felt her throat was a little dry, like the land scraped by dust, dry and rough: "How could it be..."
"Does it mean that the people here can only rely on themselves to survive?!"
The truth was so bizarre that it completely shattered my three perspectives.
The 16-year-old girl stood up suddenly.
She rested her hands on the rough wooden table, her body slightly leaning forward, looking at Xu Xi with trembling eyes filled with shock.
"How can this be allowed? There are so many people here!"
"Not only do they not protect us, they are also levying taxes. How can anyone survive under such circumstances?"
The sunlight from outside shines in, illuminating the fair skin of the arms and amplifying the trembling.
His ten fingers tightly grasped the surface of the table, and the force was transmitted to his body simultaneously. Every minute and every second, the red and white robe would flutter up and down.
Snap——
Snap——
That was the girl's shattered simple worldview.
That was the sound of the wooden table being shattered by the force of fingers.
In Daqian, being a warrior can have special privileges, such as exemption from certain taxes.
At the same time, the warrior's own strong strength is also the greatest confidence in facing monsters.
But reality is often cruel.
The Qi and Blood Martial Arts in the martial arts world is very easy to get started compared to other supernatural systems, but there are still thresholds. Not everyone can achieve success, and not everyone has good skills.
In this world, most people can only practice the most common "Yang Yuan Gong".
This is a crappy martial art.
Anyone, anywhere, can find this book of basic exercises officially released by Daqian, which can simply circulate qi and blood and increase strength in daily life.
That's all. That's all.
I want to become a real warrior, I want to avoid Daqian's conquest, I want to have the power to resist demons.
For the people of Qingniu Town, this was an extremely difficult matter.
"This world is full of illusions, but pain cannot lie." Facing the girl's incredulous expression, Xu Xi did not answer directly, but reminded the girl to let her discover the truth herself.
What you see with your own eyes may be an illusion.
What you hear with your own ears may be hallucinations.
But the pain hidden from people, hidden from things, and hidden in loneliness cannot be faked.
Wu Yingxue has been in Qingniu Town for some time.
Although she has never stepped out of Xu's home, it does not mean that she cannot observe this strange border town.
She had seen with her own eyes the silly look on Ah Niu's face as he jumped for joy when he received the flesh and blood of a demon from Xu Xi's hands. She had also seen a mother holding her baby with a dazed look on her face, not knowing what the future held.
Wu Yingxue was completely silent.
The 16-year-old young princess, who had grown up as a lotus rooted in clear water, saw the dirty black mud for the first time.
"Thank you for your teachings..."
"What I said before was really stupid..."
Wu Yingxue apologized to Xu Xi.
She held the chopsticks in her hand, picked up the demon meat that she had spit out earlier, chewed it in silence, and swallowed it seriously.
A mouthful of rice porridge, a mouthful of demon meat.
Don't stop until the bottom of the bowl is empty.
"Whoosh!" The dragon-patterned spear was grasped by smooth and delicate hands. The girl walked towards the courtyard alone with the spear in her hand, shaking and stabbing, dancing the spear rapidly, venting her anger.
Accompanied by the sound of the whistling wind, the leaves that fell in the yard were swept up.
Dance with that fiery figure.
"Although she is a little impatient and a bit naive, she has a pure heart, which is rare." Xu Xi silently took a bite of the braised demon meat and had a slightly higher opinion of the girl in his heart.
It is normal for people to make mistakes, especially since past experiences often limit people's thinking.
Wu Yingxue was able to recognize her mistakes.
And make the action of spitting out meat and swallowing it hard.
This is enough to prove that she is not just a greenhouse flower, nor a hypocritical person who only talks big and small.
"But, how should I put it, all crows are black?"
Xu Xi's teeth chewed the dark meat. Lubricated by his saliva, the shredded meat was difficult to swallow into his throat and fell into his stomach with a gurgling sound.
Demon meat is indeed very unpalatable.
But there are no better conditions in Qingniu Town at present.
While eating, Xu Xi thought about the relationship between Daqian and the Shiwandashan Mountains.
"This practice of sacrificing some people is almost the same as the Allenson incident in the wizarding world, which makes people think of it quickly."
"No, to be exact, it was something much worse."
"In order to demonstrate the value of miracles, God will not create disasters frequently. In my last simulation, a tragedy like the destruction of Allenson City only happened once."
"The gods create disasters, demonstrate their power, and bestow grace. This process often happens once every few hundred or even thousand years."
"More often than not, the gods of the magical world are indeed the protectors of humanity."
"They maintain the operation of the world, are the manifestation of order, and form a coexistence relationship with humans."
"But the world of martial arts is different..."
Xu Xi put down his bowl and chopsticks, frowning slightly: "In the eyes of demons, humans are just pure food and have no status at all."
"Perhaps there is some agreement between Daqian and the demons."
"Or maybe it's just a simple tacit understanding."
"In short, all the people living on the border were abandoned by Daqian early on and became the flesh and blood reserves of the demons."
"This is the only way to explain Daqian's series of mysterious operations."
After dinner.
Xu Xi walked out of the room.
The first person I saw was Wu Yingxue, who was wielding a gun with great vigor and momentum.
Next, there was the dark black mountain range behind Wu Yingxue, which was obviously very far away but revealed a deep sense of oppression.
Towering mountains, one after another, stand tall and dense, clustered together like a terrifying black dragon lying on the ground, arching its back and surrounding all the human territories.
"What a fucked up world..."