The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"You deserve it. You don't want to be a good person, but become a zombie. How can you face your ancestors in the underworld?"

"No, if they become zombies and are killed, their souls will be scattered. How can they see their ancestors? They are a bunch of people who have forgotten their roots. It is not a pity to die."

"There are four seasons in the sky, and life has its own cycle. When it is time to die, just go to die calmly and give yourself a decent death. Why bother to bring trouble to future generations!"

The crowd clapped and cheered, and the cheers became louder and louder.

Starting from the small city of Yongning, Daqian grew stronger and stronger, destroying countless countries. Even many cruel and cunning monsters were killed, including the Black Mountain Monster, the One-horned Ghost King, the Water Ape Monster King, and so on.

What about Yuan Hong, one of the famous Meishan Seven Monsters? He was still defeated by your majesty.

Growing up listening to the stories about Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang, the people of the Immortal Court regarded him as the Nine Heavens God above the clouds. He was the faith in their hearts, unless one day he was defeated.

The national pride is overflowing, and the new generation is very disdainful of zombies.

Just like the bright sun shining on the winter snow, Shen Yuanliang used cruel means to silence some people with small thoughts, and many people gave up their ideas.

……

Lingxiu County.

"Uncle De, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Hua Manlou, who had returned from Qingdi City, looked at the extremely familiar face in front of him, feeling very sad and a little heartbroken.

Uncle De is an elder of the Hua family. It has been thousands of years since the first world fusion began. He is also a branch of the Hua family and is in charge of nearly 30% of the Hua family's trade, holding a high position of power.

"Ugh!"

With a heavy sigh, Uncle De found a chair to sit down, took a sip of tea, and said, "Who wants to die? I want to live, is that not okay?"

"My talent is not high, or even very poor. Despite hard training and numerous resources, I have only reached the fifth level of Dharma."

"A Dharmakāya of the Fifth Realm only has a lifespan of three thousand years. I only have a hundred years left to live. If I have a chance to live, I should seize it! Even if I become a zombie, that's fine."

Poor people must be hateful, hateful people must be miserable.

Although Uncle De's words were very moving and high-sounding, it was difficult to conceal the fact that he was not a human being, but a zombie that sucked human blood, an alien who must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"Clap!"

With a gentle clap of his hands, the soldiers waiting outside swarmed in.

"Uncle De, go with peace of mind! We will take care of your family." After saying that, Hua Manlou turned around, unable to bear to see what was to come.

"That's nice to say."

At this moment, Uncle De flashed and grabbed Hua Manlou's neck with his stiff hands, wanting to fight to the death.

In order to survive, he didn't mind becoming a zombie. Now, in order to escape, Uncle De didn't mind betraying the Hua family, betraying the family that gave birth to him. His previous complaints were just to make Hua Manlou let down his guard.

"Why bother!"

Hua Manlou slowly opened the folding fan in his hand and closed his eyes.

In the empty hall, a man in black clothes and a mask flashed by.

With a "puff", the sharp long knife instantly chopped off Uncle De's head. The gray skull rolled around, and his scarlet eyes revealed his infinite attachment to life.

……

The towering palaces stretch endlessly, covering hundreds of miles. The imperial guards set up a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps, guarding the place tightly.

In one of the palaces, many officials in green robes came and went. On the desk, the memorials in their hands were piled higher than the people. Every stroke was related to the taxes of the fairy court. If a number was missed or a word was written, it would cause a major accident and make the fairy court's qi move unsteadily.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the officials who were able to step here were all people with outstanding numeracy skills, and the rigorous numbers made them look rigorous and stubborn.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know where this is? This is the Ministry of Revenue, the most important government office in the imperial court. Who dares to act so recklessly here?"

At this moment, a burst of shouting and yelling broke the thousands of years of silence in the Ministry of Households. Amid the puzzled gazes of everyone, Chen Qingwen, the uncle of the current emperor, appeared in their sight.

Dozens of elite soldiers gathered behind him, and the murderous aura rising into the sky stirred up the white clouds, and a murderous atmosphere spread.

"There is a will."

At the signal of the uncle, Dongmei took out the golden imperial edict: "... the world will be unified and all nations will be peaceful. He works hard day and night, thinks carefully, is wise and wise, and is divine and unpredictable."

"We rely on generals, ministers, and governors, some of whom are old friends from the previous dynasty, and some of whom are outstanding and virtuous people of the present time, to send us to the past and stay there, and we will always be consistent."

"However, there are some corrupt officials who have taken advantage of the situation to plunder the people's wealth and swallow up the imperial court's taxes. Now we have established an anti-corruption office, with the emperor's uncle as the director, to eradicate corruption and promote integrity, and rectify the administration of officials. I decree this!"

The uncle Chen Qingwen took the imperial edict and looked around: "This is the imperial edict of His Majesty."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Many officials shouted "Long live the emperor", but those who had something to hide were trembling with fear, with cold sweat on their foreheads, and it felt like they were in a hot summer in the middle of winter.

"The heads of the Qingli Division, Yuan Yuchen, Ji Zhengze, and Yu Yehua..."

"Inspectors Xiang Han and Min Qiwen..."

Flipping through the roster in his hand, the king's brother-in-law Chen Qingwen called out the names one by one. Amid the surprised and contemptuous gazes of his colleagues, Yuan Yuchen, Ji Zhengze and others collapsed to the ground, as if they had been fished out of the water.

"Caught."

With a wave of his hand, many soldiers rushed forward, and heavy shackles were put on the neck of the criminal official. The clear seal of the Independent Commission Against Corruption emitted a dazzling light, suppressing all monsters and demons.

Even an immortal with extraordinary magical powers could not move at this moment, like an ordinary person.

Yuan Yuchen, the head of the Qingli Division, was indignant and shouted, "I only embezzled 300,000 silver dollars, why is it so serious?"

"Three hundred thousand silver dollars isn't much. This is your salary for three thousand years!"

Dongmei was furious when she heard what Yuan Yuchen, the head of the Qingli Division, said. Her obsidian eyes emitted a chilling light. The temperature in the entire Ministry of Revenue dropped sharply, and people were shivering with cold.

After the primitive times were reshaped, the original gold and silver were no longer sufficient to serve as currency.

To this end, Qing Emperor Shen Yuanliang used various rare minerals as raw materials, added some incense money, and cast them into silver-white "silver coins".

Silver dollars can not only be used as forging materials, but also for cultivation. Their purchasing power is very strong. The annual salary of a seventh-rank official is only one hundred silver dollars.

"Take him to the prison and give him a thorough trial!"

Starting from the Ministry of Revenue, the anti-corruption storm intensified, with people being brought down every day. When many people chatted, they always talked about who was arrested. When they talked about this, the scene was very lively.

The empty prison was once again filled with people.

"You came!"

"You're here too!"

When acquaintances meet, their eyes are filled with tears. An atmosphere of despair permeates the prison. (End of this chapter)