Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Chapter 1 Exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes
Barren mountains and dilapidated temples.

The autumn wind was bleak, and yamen runners stood in front of the temple with whips in their hands, followed by a line of tax-paying hunters.

Jiang Yue was holding the three pheasants in a daze, and for a long time he could not accept the fact that he had traveled through time and space and became an orphan hunter.

But everything before my eyes is so real.

The cold autumn wind blows, bringing chills to the thin clothes.

The three pheasants in my hands were not light. They felt heavy in my hands, and the hemp rope tied to the pheasants was a bit tight.

So real!

Jiang Yue felt the autumn wind, and the broken memories in his mind gradually solidified.

He was an orphan in his previous life, the second child in the family. His father and elder brother were bitten to death by giant beasts in the mountains two years ago, and his mother died of depression.

Although his hunting skills were not very sophisticated, his father had taught him how to make crude traps, and if he was full, the whole family would not be hungry. He was only sixteen years old, which was not enough to pay taxes, so he could live a decent life.

Logically speaking, this is the beginning of a dramatic turnaround.

but.
This year he was suddenly deemed to be eighteen years old and required to pay a hunting tax every month.

If the hunting tax paid the first time is not enough, you will not be able to go into the mountains to hunt in the future, and you cannot be a hunter. If you want to survive, you can only work as a laborer in the town and earn a meager income.

However, even if you are doing hard labor, you still have to pay work taxes, and if you fail to pay them several times, you will be forced to sell yourself to a wealthy family.

Why not just leave Qingyang Town and seek a living in those big counties and cities?
It is not feasible either, because this world is in chaos and demons are rampant. From Qingyang Town to the nearest county, the mountain road is hundreds of miles long, and only legendary martial artists can pass through it safely.

Even if you are lucky enough to reach the county town, if you want to enter the city, you have to donate all kinds of shoes or go barefoot. If you can't pay, you can't enter the city.

If one fails to pay the hunting tax twice, he will be taken away to perform labor service, which is a sure death.

"What a shitty world this is. There is no way for ordinary people to survive."

"Stupid dump truck."

Jiang Yue cursed in his heart the cute dump truck that brought him to this world.

According to the tax standards, every hunter over the age of eighteen needs to pay three cents of silver, or three hundred coins.

The three fat pheasants in Jiang Yue's hand were only worth sixty cents each, and this was the price at the town market. When converted into tax, the price would probably be lower and would not be enough to pay the tax.

Jiang Yue was cursing the dump truck viciously when a whip sounded that almost blew out his eardrums.

Snapped--

The yamen runner swung his long whip, which bit the skinny old man like a poisonous snake, and his skin and flesh were immediately torn apart.

"Master"

The old man immediately knelt down, hugged the yamen runner's thigh, and cried, "Master, my eldest son went into the mountains and died. Now there are only two of us at home, my old man and my grandson. My grandson is only twelve years old. According to the law, we only need to pay the hunting tax for one person!"

"died?"

The yamen runner sneered: "Where is the death certificate issued by the county government? I think he hid it. He doesn't want to pay the tax! If you can't pay the hunting tax today, you can dig the Huai River canal for me."

"God, you can be my witness, God, you can be my witness, my Dalang was really bitten to death by that giant beast! It has only been three or five days since he was buried!"

The old man endured the severe pain and looked at the hunters around him: "The elders and villagers of Funiu Village can all testify to this! Grandpa Sun, I absolutely did not lie! Everyone can testify to this!"

The hunters around were all silent.

Several respected elders of the clan shook their heads silently.

The old man was a little desperate, as if he understood something. He covered his bag of mountain products and said, "Master, I won't pay taxes anymore. You can take me away."

"How can such a good thing happen?"

Sergeant Sun snatched the bag of mountain products from the old man, counted them carefully, and then handed the bag to a few runners, saying, "Since he didn't pay enough hunting tax, he will be sent to do corvée. Write down his name and take him away later."

"Yes."

Several guards responded and escorted the old man into the dilapidated temple.

Jiang Yue had a headache, memories swirled in his mind, and he finally understood what was going on.

The yamen runners had a fixed quota for corvée labor, which meant that they had to send a few people to perform corvée labor.

The hunters live by hunting and rely on the mountains for their livelihood. Naturally, they do not want the young and strong to be captured for labor service. If they really have no money, they will give priority to sending away the injured and the elderly and keeping the young and strong and children.

This is a survival strategy devised by the clan elders under the heavy taxation.

There are three clans in Funiu Village, namely Wang, Zhou and Zhao. Each clan takes care of its own business. This is how they have been doing in recent years since the hunting tax was changed to a monthly collection.

In addition to the three surnames of Wang, Zhou and Zhao, there are many scattered surnames with sparse populations, and Jiang is among them.

Most of the Jiang family members died in the mountains, and there are only four people with the surname Jiang left.

As for the yamen runner Sun, he was a man from the Qingyang Town Yamen, responsible for the taxation and public security issues of Funiu Village. Because he had a bald spot on his head, he was called Short-haired Sun, and also cursed as Short-lived Sun.

Short-haired Sun was smart and did not push the hunter into a desperate situation. As long as he could pay the money, the matter of performing labor service would be easy to discuss.

"Ji Lang, take it."

An old man came to Jiang Yue quietly and stuffed a sack into Jiang Yue's hand. There were three white snakes in the sack. Together with the pheasant in Jiang Yue's hand, the sack was worth three hundred coins.

"Third Grandfather"

Jiang Yue's eyes were filled with gratitude, and memories of this tall and thin old man emerged in his mind.

The tall and thin old man was Jiang Yue's third grandfather. He patted Jiang Yue's hand and comforted him, "Erlang, just get through it first. You have to go into the mountains. If you can still go into the mountains, there is still hope."

"I understand, Third Grandpa."

Jiang Yue nodded heavily.

"Next!""."

Soon it was Jiang Yue's turn to pay taxes.

"Name?"

The servant Sun raised his eyebrows, looked down and glanced at Jiang Yue.

"Jiang Yue."

"Yeah, Jiang Yue, right?"

"Yes, sir, I am not yet eighteen."

"Under 18? I think you turned 18 last year."

The yamen servant Sun sneered and flipped through the list in his hand: "Father Jiang Tie, mother Yue Ling, eldest brother Jiang Jian, that's right."

Jiang Yue frowned and nodded hesitantly: "That's right."

"That's fine. For a family of four, one ounce and two qian of silver, or one thousand two hundred coins."

The servant Sun sneered.

"Master Sun, my parents and eldest brother have long been dead. Do the dead still have to pay taxes?"

"Where is the death certificate from the county government? If you don't have it, it means you hid it. If you don't pay the tax, you have to leave with me today and do the corvée labor of three people."

The servant Sun sneered.

"you!!!"

Jiang Yue's eyes widened and he was shaking with anger.

"Grandpa Sun, Grandpa Sun."

Just when Jiang Yue couldn't help wanting to argue a few more words, his third grandfather Jiang Cong hurriedly held Jiang Yue down, stepped in front of Jiang Yue, bowed his head, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Sun, you are probably too busy with official duties to remember them. Erlang is the only one in his family, and his parents and brothers have been eaten by the giant insect a long time ago."

As he spoke, Third Grandfather Jiang Cong took out a snakeskin bag and handed it to the yamen runner Sun: "Grandpa Sun, you are busy with official duties. You should take care of your health and take care of your body every day. Don't overwork yourself."

The servant Sun slightly opened the snakeskin bag and saw a ginseng lying quietly inside.

The wild ginseng is not big, not very old, and still has some dirt on it. It is worth about one or two taels of silver.

"Humph, I knew you still had some tricks up your sleeve. Alright, if you can't pay your hunting tax next time, I'll take you to do corvée labor to repair the canal."

Sun Yayi stuffed the small snake skin bag into his sleeve, then snatched the pheasant and white snake from Jiang Yue's hand and cursed, "Get out of here!"

"Don't mind, Grandpa Sun. Erlang, follow me. Hurry up!"

"."

Jiang Cong took Jiang Yue by the hand and hurried away from the tax collection team around the dilapidated temple.

"Erlang, why are you angry with such a short-lived person?"

The third grandfather scolded: "As long as there are green mountains, there is no fear of running out of firewood. As long as there are people, there is still a way to survive. Don't be so impulsive!"

"I understand, Third Grandpa."

Jiang Yue took a deep breath and made a solemn promise.

"Okay, let's go home quickly. Is there any rice at home?"

"Yes, Third Grandpa."

"Well, that's fine. Eat more at night and meet at Wandouao tomorrow morning. We'll go into the mountains again and bring everything we need."

"it is good."

Jiang Yue responded.

This world leaves no way for people to survive!
How did that damn dump truck get brought to this world?

Jiang Yue was cursing inwardly and felt a splitting headache. He thought that another memory was emerging, but unexpectedly, a large golden seal appeared in his mind.

Brilliant golden light filled Jiang Yue's mind and gradually faded away, revealing the original appearance of the seal.

There is a mountain on the front of the seal, engraved with a picture of the mountain. There are monsters and ghosts in the mountain, and goblins are attacking. There is a young man with red lips and white teeth, holding a goshawk in his left hand and a white dog in his right hand. He rides a dragon horse on his waist, with a gleam in his eyes between his eyebrows. He leads the divine soldiers and generals to search the mountain and conquer the monsters. He looks heroic and as handsome as jade, and "Search the Mountain and Conquer the Monsters" is written on the side.

The back represents water, with surging rivers and evil seas, flooding the world. In the evil seas, dragons are rolling and real dragons are roaring. The young man is holding a three-pointed, two-edged sword, capturing and killing dragons, and pacifying the water disaster. Finally, he stands at the mouth of the sea where all the waters in the world converge to suppress the water systems of the world and the vast oceans in all directions. He is upright and majestic, with "Capture the Dragon and Kill the Dragon" written on the side.

【Erlang Divine Seal】

【Name】: Jiang Yue
[Unactivated Fate]: Water God, Drama God, Farming God, Protector of the Country God, Emperor Chuanzhu, True Lord of the Pure Source, Hero Zhaohui Lingxian Renyou King
[Activated Fate]: Hunter God (Gray 0%)

[Supernatural power]:
Treasure Hunting: Wander in the poisonous and evil mountain, a place full of dangers and evils, in search of treasures from heaven and earth, rare and exotic animals!
You are immune to all poisons.

You have a strong ability to walk in mountains and dangerous areas.

You can rule over the wild beasts of the mountains and forests.

[Martial Arts]:
Archery (lv1) Trap (lv1)

[Time]: 3 years

[Note]: You can accumulate time by following your fate, and you can deduce martial arts by consuming time.
[Note]: You can gradually improve your progress by following your fate. You can gain supernatural powers by upgrading your fate.

Jiang Yue rubbed his eyes and found that the magical panel was still there. He could see the golden divine seal just by closing his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

"This is the golden finger?!"

“There are still many good dump trucks in the world!”

(End of this chapter)