The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

Keith: (Ridiculous.)

If my father is the Red King, there is already his Red King's Tomb in the southwestern corner of the desert. Besides, the Tomb of Ormaz outside the city of Gur has no owner.

Yes, Olmaz's body disappeared, and there was only honey wine spilled on the ground. It was identified as poisonous, and it was suspected that Olmaz was poisoned.

Kisra was furious and took the opportunity to massacre the opposing forces. He was determined to find out the truth, but to no avail.

In the end, we can only use Lin Ye’s words, that his earthly ties are over and he is going back to find his wife (Lilupal).

In short, Parvezrawan felt that he had money and power, and the country was thriving, so how could he prove that he was greater than his father?

He completely forgot Lin Ye's teachings and went deep into the people.

The flatterers advised that the gods looked down from the sky and the tall wonders were seen first.

Kisra was immersed in the joy of large-scale construction. Palaces of little practical use were built one after another, and the cost was borne by the people.

Under such circumstances, many people who could not survive joined the Brass Mask, or set up their own sects and became bandits.

Lin Ye encountered many ruthless guys along the way, as well as some powerful landlords. The central government's control was getting weaker and weaker, which was a bit like the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

How many years has it been since he died?

The building will collapse.

Kisla was responsible for this situation himself. Lin Ye would never believe that Lilupal hadn't added fuel to the fire!

Chapter 624: Brass Mask Believers

Desert, five oases.

Lin Ye rescued a team from a group of bandits.

The young man in the lead expressed his gratitude to Lin Ye.

"You are from the Ministry of Education, right? Why do you come to the desert instead of studying in school?" Lin Ye asked, looking at the scholar's attire.

Everyone in this team has a very childish face, fair skin, and eyes that reveal a clear stupidity that is rarely seen in desert people today.

The young men nodded and introduced themselves to each other.

They were students of the Sahavarta College of the Gandhara, that is, members of the Myoga sect. Like Kavi, they mainly studied architecture and mechanical engineering.

The young man in the lead is relatively mature and is the core of the team. His name is Meher.

"The Parvezlawan dynasty saw a huge leap forward in technology, and there were some huge palaces of wonders that would be perfect for our graduation thesis, so we..." Meher explained.

"So you came to the desert to die?" Lin Ye said unhappily.

He was not laughing at this group of students, but felt ashamed. The news of Kisla's great work had spread to the Xumi Rain Forest, and the pavilions, towers, palaces and orchid palaces encountered along the way were particularly dazzling.

"Well." Meher was a little embarrassed. He seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he was hiding some information.

"That's a bit too much. We also asked about the situation in the desert before we came here. Isn't it a unified dynasty now?" A female student said unconvinced, "And I heard from the teacher that the prosperity of the desert is no less than ours. The people here value wisdom and order just like us. Who knew it would be so...barbaric."

"Your teachers should be exchange students." Lin Ye said.

"Yes, I came to the desert to study for three years after the 17th year of the Gur calendar. The teacher said that everything here overturned his stereotype of the desert." said the female student.

During Lin Ye's reign, Gur City and Xumi City would exchange a large number of international students every year, under the pretext of academic exchange and mutual progress.

In fact, Lin Ye was attracted by Xumi's forward-looking research and technology in various fields, and wanted to train more high-level talents for his country. Xumi City was very interested in the history and humanities of the desert, and was willing to make friends with its powerful neighbor for mutual benefit and win-win results.

"Are there any exchange students this year?" Lin Ye asked again.

"Yes, but they are all arrogant young masters and young ladies of the nobility. Their brains are full of water. They don't understand anything. I don't understand why they are so proud." The female student complained.

“Oh, and they…”

Meher observed that the more his classmate spoke, the more subtle the expression on the other person's face became, represented by a fan-shaped graph: three parts embarrassment, three parts thought and four parts sneer.

It's just weird.

"Ahem." Meher stopped the female student from muttering. After all, Lin Ye was a benefactor, and it was very rude to curse his country in front of him.

"Meher, why are you coughing?" the female student wondered.

“… a mouthful of sand.”

Lin Ye found it funny when he heard this. He had unknowingly gotten used to the desert climate and environment. His words and actions made Dixia and Candice say that they were authentic after seeing him ten thousand times.

"What are you going to do next?"

Meher and his four classmates had a small disagreement on this issue.

The conservatives who advocated returning to the House of Worship thought that since someone almost lost his life just now, which is more important, life or graduation?

The radicals who advocate continuing to move forward believe that graduation is more important than life!

Think about the expectations of your parents in the countryside, the pressure brought by your classmates, and the helplessness of having only this path to take.

Five people, currently 2 to 2.

Meher’s decision is crucial.

Everyone looked at Meher.

Tremendous stress.

Meher looked at Lin Ye and thought that this man had extraordinary martial arts skills and his clothes and identity were not simple. It would be much easier to have such a local friend in a foreign country.

So, with expectant and affectionate eyes, before she even opened her mouth, she was rejected by Lin Ye.

"I'm not a bodyguard, and I don't have time to do academic research with you."

"Brother Lin Ye, what are you busy with?" The female student was a radical. She counted on Lin Ye for help, so she readily followed his advice and asked curiously in a nice girl's voice.

Lin Ye did not answer.

You can't go all the way to Gur and beat up the current emperor like a son, right?

Meher believed that the silence was because they did not pay enough. If the money was paid, everything would be easy to talk about.

However, would Lin Ye, who is an aristocrat, be short of money?

Meher thought about it and said casually.

"Brother Linye, we are not desperate. I have a relative in Gul City. He is my uncle. His name is Mehrak. He holds an important position in the Council of Nobles. Have you heard of him?"

"Mehrak?" Lin Ye thought, "Oh, I have some impression of him. You said he held an important position in the Council of Dignitaries?"

"Ah."

Mehraq was a student from a certain group of overseas students. He married a woman from the rainforest. He was talented but lacked moral integrity. He was a minor official during the Ormaz dynasty.

The majority of the Council of Notables is composed of nobles, and their purpose is similar to that of the cabinet. They help deal with the king's affairs and are a powerful institution. When Lin Ye was in power, he was as docile as a little lamb and did his job conscientiously.

"...According to you, you are going to Gul City to seek refuge with your uncle?"

"Um…"

The word "take refuge" is a bit awkward for a student.

"If it's convenient, I can protect you for a while, but it still depends on you to keep up with my pace."

"no problem!"

Lin Ye, Meher and other students continued on their journey. On the way, Lin Ye also asked them about the rainforest people's impression of the Parvezlawan Dynasty.

The result only made Lin Ye sigh repeatedly, thinking that he had beaten him less times in the beginning.

The Hall of Five Oases.

It is rumored that this place once received the Red King, and later the believers of the Gur City Dynasty built a temple. After the death of Ormaz, Parvizlawan neglected his faith, and gradually, most of the guests in the temple were refugees and bandits who came to avoid the violent sandstorms.

It is a place where there are many people, all kinds of people like to hang out, and it is suitable for gathering information from all over the world.

Lin Ye led a group of rainforest people into the temple. Their clean clothes and good complexion were out of place among the refugees and immediately attracted the group's attention.

A casual glance showed that most of them were disaster victims with pale faces and skinny bodies. Lin Ye raised the large scimitar at his waist (a gift from the bandits in exchange for their heavy bleeding), signaling everyone not to have any bad thoughts, and then walked to a corner and observed silently.

The hall was filled with a foul smell and sharp coughs. The living and the dead lived together. The once sacred hall of the Five Oases seemed to have become a microcosm of today's desert. There was no wise and fair leader to maintain order and uphold justice. The strong preserved their strength, while the weak prayed to God. Whether they could resist the plague and disease depended entirely on fate. At this time, treatment medicine was more precious than the doctor himself.

Under the governance of the Great Compassionate Tree King, everyone in Xumi City is not rich, but at least they don't have to go hungry. The resources of the rainforest are several times richer than those of the desert. The only competition is academic, and people don't have to fight over a handful of water or a piece of fruit.

Forty or fifty years ago, people on the edge of the desert went to great lengths to smuggle into the rainforest. Even though they were exploited by cunning rainforest merchants, their wages were only half of those of ordinary people, and they were discriminated against in life, the desert people still flocked to it.

The appearance of Lin Ye ended this situation. The rich stayed in their hometowns, while the poor left. If they couldn't survive, who would be willing to leave their hometown?

But now, the death of a mortal king has caused a devastating flood. All previous efforts have gone to waste. Whether the ideal utopia exists can only be maintained by one person. How heavy and fragile it is.

Lin Ye and Zhongli resonated with each other. The Geo Emperor, whom the people of Liyue relied on, had supported the vast country of Liyue for thousands of years. New life could never withstand accidents. In the cradle of Liyue, did Morax ever worry that one day He would fall in the Demon-God War, and whether the country called Liyue could still go on on its own?

Later, the Liyue Demon God mission proved Liyue's independence, with the re-sealing of the Demon God Osel, the explosions of the Yunjin and the Qun Yu Pavilion as salutes, announcing the coming of age ceremony.

When Lin Ye was Ormaz, he was a mortal with a limited lifespan. He couldn't be like Zhongli, who was the monarch of Gul City for a thousand, three thousand, or seven thousand years...

The lifespan of the body should match that of the soul. Yoko's human body suffered serious damage to its functions because of the presence of several extra souls in it.

In his later years, Lin Ye encountered ministers who asked him to use folk magic to prolong his life, but he rejected it every time. The ministers also issued an order to ban this and anyone who disobeyed would be executed.

Even if Lin Ye manages to survive by bypassing certain taboos, his will will be worn away by the erosion of endless years, and the brave man who despises the royal power will transform into a greedy, brutal and violent dragon, guarding his treasures tightly, occupying his throne firmly, shouting at the top of his lungs, and not allowing anyone in heaven or on earth to interfere in the slightest!

In a feudal monarchy, if the lower class wanted to overthrow an emperor, they had to resort to armed revolution. Even if a giant's corpse fell, it would still cause huge waves in the sea of sand, which would be a catastrophe for the desert civilization.

Lin Ye died a worthy death, but the problem is that his descendants could not resist vanity.

"After I beat up Keithra, what should I do after that?"

Lin Ye fell into deep thought.

After he climbed out of the sand dunes, he thought about his position more than once.

Who will end Kisra's tyranny and become the next king of Gur and leader of the desert nations?

him?

It’s another cycle.

The ideal king is a false proposition from the beginning to the end.

At this time, Lin Ye heard a shrill scream. When he looked where the sound came from, he saw a skinny old man twitching. He had an epidemic and was trembling all over. No medicine was useful and no painkillers could relieve the pain.

Everyone was indifferent and didn't care.

The students of the oratory crane craned their necks to see the miserable condition of the patients, and then retracted their necks.

These students are kind-hearted and in an orderly country, they would help the weak to the best of their ability. However, this is a cruel desert arena of war, where the strong prey on the weak and kindness leads to the same fate as the farmer and the snake.

Meher came to the Temple of the Five Oases with his eyes shining. He used the paper and pen he carried with him to sketch the temple he saw. He loved architectural aesthetics more than mechanical engineering.

By the way, the sick people lying on the ground in the hall were also recorded.

Next to the old man was his partner. The old woman was wiping her tears with one hand and holding her husband's big, bony hand with the other. She was kneeling on the ground, her thin figure looking helpless.

At this time, the Hall of the Five Oases welcomed a new guest. He witnessed the life and death separation of the two old men. Unlike the others, he was indifferent and walked forward quickly.

"Sir, can you save him?" the old woman looked up and asked hopefully.

The man shook his head and said.

"I can give him painless relief."

After that, the man chanted like a priest, and mentioned the faith of joy in his words. Some people whispered that a guy with a brass mask had arrived.

This is not surprising. The belief in the Brass Mask has spread throughout the desert, and Lin Ye has learned a lot of information about this Pope along the way.

The leader’s name was Huramuddin, which means “Faith of Joy”, and he taught the people not to have expectations of slave owners and to seize power by violence.

The virtues worthy of pursuit, such as courage and wisdom, advocated by slave owners are hypocritical and new tools of rule.

Human dignity cannot be derived from these standards as judged by slave owners.

We should overcome the fear of death, re-experience the sweetness of hatred, understand the value of dying for ourselves, and take back our free selves.

The policy of the Parvezlawan dynasty was that everyone was equal, but in reality slavery still existed, it was just stated in a nicer way.

This is a historical regression.

The lovely singing girls and dancers are still playthings of the wealthy aristocrats, and the poor and debt-ridden young men are still gladiator slaves for the pleasure of the wealthy aristocrats. They do not sing for themselves, dance for themselves, fight for themselves, or die for themselves.

When Lin Ye first listened to the teachings of the Brass Mask, he thought that from the perspective of a ruler, this Huramudin was good at analyzing situations and winning people's hearts, and was not a clown.

If he were Kisra, he would have done his best to destroy him and kill him in the cradle.

The power of the Brass Mask is mainly developed in areas with drought and water pollution, while the power of the Royal Capital is hidden in the dark. On the surface, most of the followers of the Brass Mask are malnourished and struggling poor people. Kisla, who advocates the use of force, believes that his army and spiritual technology are invincible.