I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    The villagers who were trying to divide the pork were stunned.

    "Huang Lao Cai?" The villagers recognized him.

    "He is Huang Laocai? The landowner of the next village? The one who forced the tenant to death a few days ago? I heard that his family has something to do with the officials in the county."

    An Yinong couldn't help but take a second glance: Is this the protagonist's father?

    The village chief's beard stood upright: "Huang Laocai, so many mountains, why did you come down from your mountain?"

    "Then can you say that this is not from my mountain? Can you guarantee it?" Huang Laocai touched his beard and said proudly, "I said they came from my mountain, I have seen them miles."

    The village chief choked, he was so angry that he could hardly breathe: "Huang Laocai, don't go too far!"

    "Excessive?" Huang Laocai laughed, "Would you like me to go to the official to judge the poor?"

    The village chief was in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do. If the official came, the pork would not be able to keep it, and there might be a lot less.

    The official is worse than a locust. Locusts only eat food, and officials eat people.

    As soon as the word "official errand" came out, the villagers present seemed to be naturally suppressed and could no longer speak. Even the always shrewd and decisive old village chief just trembled and cursed: "Huang Lao Cai, you will get retribution for doing such a detrimental thing!"

    "Retribution? Haha, I have never been afraid of retribution in my life." The Yellow Landlord waved, "Take it away!"

    The thugs came to lift the pig, but the surrounding villagers were foolish enough to stop it.

    "But this is our pig." A villager was so sad that tears fell, "Our family is about to run out of food, ah ah ah—"

    He seemed to be rushing out, but was stopped by his daughter-in-law who came with him. His daughter-in-law patted him on the shoulder several times, crying and roaring: "You are crazy, you have to be in case, What if we leave our mother and daughter behind?"

    "But this is what I killed, the pig I killed, my pig!"

    Who doesn't know? It's just that Huang Laocai brought more than a dozen thugs with weapons. He was justified or not, and a knife could turn him into a reason.

    An Yinong, who was in the crowd, watched the Yellow Landlord triumphantly instructing the three pigs to be carried away.

    He remembered that in that plot, the protagonist did eat wild boar one day. But he disliked the smell of fishy meat, so he ate a small piece and threw it away to feed the dog.

    So that's how the piece of wild boar came from.

    The matter of the wild boar is over, but life has to go on. The farmers can only continue to eat grass roots and bran skins, while expecting the court to distribute relief food.

    But instead of waiting for the relief food, they waited for the news of the tax increase.

    "I heard that there is a war, and I am raising rations."

    Add tax?

    The villagers who heard the news were completely blinded, not knowing who they were, where they were, and what they were doing.

    But their confusion did not prevent everything from moving in the direction they did not want - the general who raised the rations had come, with his troops.

    The only thing that is certain is that the tax collectors really started collecting grain everywhere. Large families in the county have been patronized, and truckloads of grain have been pulled out.

    After that, it became more and more serious. Except for roadside beggars, people will be taxed. There are even rumors that the next step is to recruit and fight.

    When people were panicking, the tax collector came. Tall and big, officials with whips and knives in their hands started from the village entrance and collected them one by one.

    Tian Xi's house is right at the entrance of the village.

    An Yinong stood by the fence and saw them driving the carriage over, so he opened the door first.

    "The two officials," he said, with a good face that he would never have seen before, "It's been a hard day on a hot day, drink some water."

    The tax officer gave him a surprised look. The villagers nearby trembled when they saw the official's legs. It was rare to see him so calm.

    "Don't bother," the tax officer took out the documents, "Your name is Tian Xi? You are the only one in the family? Two acres of inferior farmland... Well, 30 catties of grain should be paid."

    One mu of low-grade fields can produce 150 catties of grain in non-disaster years, and this tax is a ten-to-one tax collected in non-disaster years. For farmers who are now out of food, it is no less than a natural disaster.

    "Sir, can it be converted into tax silver?" However, An Yinong couldn't reveal his anger, he lowered his head and asked respectfully.

    The tax officer looked at him and sneered: "You're stupid, but unfortunately this time the boss ordered you to pay with food."

    These days, money cannot buy food.

    The grain was collected without crying or making trouble, and there was no shortage of food. Who?"

    The tax collector went to the next house, and soon there was crying and beating.

    An Yinong saw the soldiers beat the men of the house with sticks, while the women knelt on the ground and cried. An Yinong's heart is sour, but as long as they still have enough food to pay the tax, they will not refuse to pay it.

    People who lived in troubled times in the old times lived like this.

    When the tax collector left, the man was beaten to death, An Yinong walked over and helped carry the man into the house.

    When the woman was not paying attention, he used the 'healing halo' on the comatose man. The man's brows loosened, but he didn't wake up. An Yinong, who was holding his heart, breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Auntie, I'm leaving first." An Yinong said goodbye. Today's move is a bit risky. If the other party hadn't been in a coma, he wouldn't have done it anyway.

    "God, we are just living foolishly, not starving to death, why is it so difficult?" The woman in that family looked at her husband and turned her head to cover her face and weep.

    An Yinong returned home and sent out 30 catties of grain this time, and the rest was just over 70 catties. With the grass roots and kudzu root powder collected before, it can support four Five months, that is, until the spring of next year.

    It has been less than ten days since the Great Escape.

    An Yinong squinted and looked at the sky: "I have to go to Hulutan again, go deeper, and see if there is anything to eat there."

    It is only around three or four in the afternoon. If you go to Hulutan now, you will probably be back before dark.

    He brought a **** and a basket, avoided the tax collection team, and walked to Hulutan by the small road.

    Hulutan was searched for several times by him, and everything that could be eaten was dug up. This time, An Yinong found nothing.

    "After escaping from the famine, this place will not come. No matter if there is anything in it, look for it first." Yu Yuyu decided to continue walking inside, hitting the ground with a **** to drive away the snakes and insects , while looking around.

    He was still the only one in the quiet valley.

    "Good luck." He found a patch of kudzu in a damp place.

      An Yinong dug more and more, and before he knew it, he dug until dusk.

    The crow stood on a dead tree and called, a gust of wind blew through the deserted valley, and something in the dark was about to move: "It smells so good... That kid, it smells so good..."

    The dirt roared silently, and a red centipede head rolled out. But it didn't do anything, a shoe embroidered with a golden python stepped on it.

    An Yinong, who was not far away, didn't notice the strangeness at all, and he carefully dug out the fat kudzu roots. These kudzu are almost like modern improvements, and they can produce a lot of powder by looking at them.

    The more he dug, the happier he almost forgot the time.

    It was not until some bird in the valley chirped and the sound was shrill that An Yinong was startled to realize that it was dusk.

    "It's getting dark." An Yinong quickly put all the dug kudzu roots in the back basket, then put the back basket on his back, picked up the hoe, and walked out.

    The sunset outside the valley is like blood, but he has no intention to appreciate it.

    An Yinong bowed his head, the small shadow of the young man traveled from far to near on the path, and the little beasts around him probed, and the glowing eyes appeared and disappeared behind the vegetation.

      what is hiding.

    The grass and trees on both sides of the trail outside the valley are sparse, and the wind blows, making strange whirring noises, including hoarse bird calls. He saw a gray-black shadow flashing quickly, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

    An Yinong, who has always kept a distance from ghosts and gods, hastened the pace of returning.

    "This little brother, in a hurry, where are you going?"

    The wind blew, and a girl in bean pink appeared on the side of the road that was empty.

    An Yinong stopped and even took a step back.

    "This little brother, I got separated from the servant, I don't know... Where is this place?" She stood sideways, only glanced shyly when An Yinong looked over.

    He glanced quickly, the shadow under the woman's feet merged with the darkness, I don't know if it was there or not.

    However, the hem of the woman's clothes is very long. If it is dragged on the ground, it should leave traces. However, there are no traces of clothes dragged on this road.

     Cold sweat rushed to her forehead, An Yinong stiffened her body: "...Xiao Qi, can you explain?"

    The system that used to pack tickets is closed: "I don't know how this happened."

    "Then what do you say?" An Yinong clenched the **** in his hands. The lack of weakness in his legs at the moment fully shows his bravery, but what is the use of being brave in this situation? Can he physically subdue demons or escape demons with his mouth?

    "Hehe."

    Such a useless system, just uninstall it.

    "Wow!" The crow on the tree called, and the birds in the forest suddenly lost their voice.

    It's the crow again, and I don't know when it appeared.

    The woman looked behind An Yinong, her face changed slightly, she stood up straight and sneered: "I don't know that this person has a master, and those who don't know are not guilty, I hope adults don't blame it." Turn into smoke and run away.

    "Ah—" Only a scream was heard, and the smoke in the shape of a woman could be vaguely seen in the air dissipating instantly, and no trace could be found.

    The valley is silent.

    Annon nearly went into cardiac arrest.

    There is something behind him, he doesn't know what it is, but he can feel the existence of that thing. At the same time, he also smelled a nice aroma, as if it had been frozen by the snow on the pine branches, and it was cool.

    There was no movement for a long time, An Yinong licked the corners of his mouth and smiled stiffly: "I'm sorry to bother you...!"

    A cold hand touched his hand, accompanied by a cool aroma.

    An Yinong was startled, and subconsciously retracted her fingers.

    However, the cold hand gently and strongly opened his fingers one by one, then stuffed something in his hand and closed his fingers.

    An Yinong's heart thumped, and her breathing followed quickly. He bowed his head carefully and saw a delicately crafted paper lantern, the white wax inside was burning with a pale cyan flame.