Twilight Boundary

"Laws, kill..."

"Twilight is the boundary, and yin and yang are divided into two parts. People are evil and evil, and each goes his own way..."

Hu Ma seemed to be frozen there while holding the mace, which lasted for a long time. Even his body, who had been staying in the house for years, could hardly support the weight, but he still felt that the weight on the mace was still there. It keeps increasing.

Before that, he didn't know the origin of this mace. He only knew that it was a keepsake of the Hu family. It was not until this moment that he raised the mace that he felt the evil energy contained in it.

There are even some of the most ancient and majestic things inside, pointing directly to the deepest secrets and logic of the world.

The cause and effect on this mace is actually much greater than I imagined. It is even much more than what the Zhensui Hu family, one of the ten surnames, should have. There are many things that seem to be impatient. After he raised his mace, he scrambled to grab it and put it on his shoulder.

From the moment he raised this mace, something deep in this world has begun to be affected, with layers of cause and effect intertwined.

In a remote village, Aunt Zhang, as usual, helped send an elderly man away from the village, then declined the party's banquet and came back by herself to feed the listless chickens in the yard.

Just as he was thinking about why the chickens he fed became less and less energetic and stopped laying eggs after he returned from Mingzhou Mansion, he suddenly heard some faint movement in the house.

She hurriedly put down the dustpan and came to the house. She was suddenly shocked. She only saw the token she brought back from Mingzhou and placed on the table. It was actually shaking gently. In front of the token The three pillars of incense have been burned to the bottom.

She hurriedly added three sticks of incense and silently recited the incantation to the token for a long time. Only then did she see that the token had settled down, but she was already thoughtful: "Perhaps, I want to go to Mingzhou again?"

Next to Qingshi Town, because this big family hasn’t given birth to a new baby for a long time, Grandma Seven is still part of Grandma Seven’s family. They are gathering in the nest, eating wine happily and teasing the gold and silver dolls they raised beside them. .

Grandma Qi, who always had good teeth, suddenly paused for a moment while chewing chicken bones, shrugged her shoulders, and felt uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with my aunt?"

Next to me, the mistress and mistress, who were only known to be fools and snoozers, felt something was wrong and asked with squinting eyes.

Grandma Qi was stunned for a while, feeling that something was wrong, but nothing seemed to be wrong. She simply shook her head and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Let's continue eating chicken and wine."

On the contrary, the two gold and silver dolls raised next to them were originally spiritual treasures. Now they seemed to sense something. They hugged each other tremblingly and shouted: "Grandma Qigu, you have official power..."

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Farther away, a bearded man with a Chinese character face was hiding in a tomb and practicing hard in the Dharma altar. He had been practicing silently for a long time. Suddenly, on a whim, he opened his eyes. When he took a look, his face suddenly changed. Big changes.

The oil lamp between the altar was as small as a fly bean. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect it, and hurriedly added oil: "I just borrowed something to go to the bridge. Why is there such a big reaction?"

But unexpectedly, the oil lamp suddenly became brighter, and his eyebrows were set on fire. He jumped up with a cry, his face turned pale, and his voice was trembling: "That's not right, why?" Giving so much all at once?”

"I'm just borrowing something from your house. That's fine with you. Do you want to transfer the house to me?"

"I am a thief, not your son..."

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"..."

"Senior, the Hu family's token is already in my hands..."

Hu Ma had no time to take into account the changes that had taken place everywhere. He just gritted his teeth. After confirming the ownership of the trump card, he suddenly gathered all his strength, loosened his grip, and slowly used the trump card. Slowly put it back into the stone box.

It seemed that it was only at this moment that his somewhat stiff body began to improve slightly. Every bone in his body seemed to have been broken and reconnected. It was rare to feel serious fatigue in his body since he entered the house.

"No rush, no rush..."

When he looked at the maces in the box, he couldn't help but whisper: "I only took the maces. You don't have to give them all to me in a hurry..."

After waiting for a long time, he took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and looked around. It was obvious that he had only used this weapon for a moment, but he vaguely felt like he was reincarnated.

After a long time, he stood firm, bowed to the box gently, and then turned around.

At this moment, he also experienced a change. When he turned around, he saw clearly the face of the tiger. He was gentle and elegant. The tiger was an extraordinary person, but now, he could look like the face of the tiger. See him clearly just like any other person.

In fact, maybe with this mace, there are many things that I could not imagine before. I even feel that maybe if this mace continues, the tiger...

"Even if it's just in your heart, can you respect me more?"

Senior Tiger suddenly frowned when he faced Hu Ma, who was turning around with his mace, and slowly stepped back a little. Not out of caution, but as if he could better examine Hu Ma. He sighed in a low voice, and then said softly:

"The golden mace to suppress evil spirits..."

"Seventy-two coppers, eighty-one mountain irons, and the firewood of three hundred and seventy states in the world have just been forged to make this heavy weapon... Although I have long been looking forward to seeing you pick it up, now I really see it. Yes, but I also feel a little bit sad..."

"And you?"

He sighed, and suddenly looked at Hu Ma seriously: "If this thing doesn't come out, it's fine. Once it comes out, it's bound to tremble everywhere. Now that you have this mace, you are..."

"...Who are you going to hit first?"

"..."

Faced with this question, even Hu Ma was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but look outside.

Mingzhou now has a vague sense of chaos, the Hu family's side branch, the cannibalistic general Tianming, and the ambitious Tongyin Meng family hiding in the dark...

But countless figures flashed through his mind, but Hu Ma did not answer until a great idea came to his mind. He slowly looked up at Shanjun and whispered: "The first time the golden mace was born, it is really important to hit it..."

"Maybe it should be the hardest, maybe it should be the most accurate..."

"..."

Shanjun couldn't help but feel curious when listening to him. He looked at him and said, "Then how do you plan to hit it?"

Hu Ma exhaled softly, and a smile appeared on his face. He said, "I think the first hit should be the loudest."

"So, I also need to see whose head is hard enough!"

Listening to his words, Shanjun suddenly laughed, as if he had seen something interesting, and his laughter was full of expectations.

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"What? Are we going to collect official taxes?"

"What are official taxes?"

"Taxes are rents. You farm the land of the landlord, shouldn't you pay rent?"

"But we have already paid rent to the landlord, why should we pay taxes again?"

"If the landlord doesn't pay, then you have to pay?"

"..."

At the same time when Hu Ma entered the Juehu Village and got the Golden Mace to suppress evil spirits, and even in the depths of the dark, it had already affected many things, but changes were quietly taking place in Mingzhou Prefecture.

The government tax officials who had disappeared for many years began to appear in the villages, fields, and in front of the landlords' warehouses, clasping their fists, saying nice things, holding account books and abacus in their hands, but their attitude was very firm, and they would definitely collect taxes.

Because of the sudden tax collection, many disputes arose, so soon, even the yamen runners in Mingzhou City showed up, the village heads in various places were also named, and the young and strong people in various places began to be selected to receive the yamen's grain and collect the people's grain.

It was as if the Mingzhou yamen, which had disappeared for nearly 20 years and was almost forgotten, came alive overnight and showed its unattainable figure.

In addition to the yamen officials who went to the villages and fields, even in front of Laoyin Mountain, there were some yamen masters who stayed in Mingzhou City all year round and were rarely seen, as well as a group of officials in charge of punishment and political affairs and nobles with high status, who also appeared.

They set up an incense table in front of Laoyin Mountain, placed three kinds of animals and six kinds of livestock as offerings, burned incense and prayed to the gods: "Heaven and earth are the witnesses, granting the imperial decree, collecting taxes, and managing criminal laws. Now I pray to the ghosts and gods, I only wish that my dynasty will be prosperous..."

On the surface, it is a sacrifice to the gods, but it is more like a reading of power and responsibility.

This is the exercise of power by the Lord of the Yang World, which is natural and right. Even the Lord of the Netherworld cannot do anything about it and cannot intervene without authorization.

But this has not happened in Mingzhou for twenty years, so even the people who prayed were worried, and the people of the Truth Church who came to watch the truth widened their eyes and held their breath.

After the sacrifice, there was silence for a long time.

Although this grand sacrifice was unprecedented, all the officials in the government office were also pious, but they waited for a long time, and only saw the incense on the incense table burning quietly, without any abnormality.

No one moved the offerings on the incense table, and even flies fell on them after they were placed for a long time.

"Will you not accept our sacrifice?"

The people who were burning incense and praying waited for a long time, and seeing no movement, they were already worried and didn't know what to do.

Some people couldn't hold back their worries and looked at the general Tianming who was wearing a big red robe next to them, wanting to persuade him, but they stopped talking.

The general Tianming hesitated slightly and turned to look at the sedan chair with curtains hanging behind him, surrounded by waiters. He saw that there was no movement inside the sedan chair, but in this invisible silence, it seemed that someone in the sedan chair was a little irritated.

So, he frowned, and simply got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his knees, and then slowly walked to the incense table.

He took a fruit from the altar, wiped it on his clothes, and ate it, saying coldly: "Whether he accepts the sacrifice or not, the etiquette has been reached, so why are you being polite to them?"

"Go to the countryside tomorrow, my people will accompany you!"