a year ago.
The city downstream of the Dan River.
This is Chu City, also known as Danyang City.
The city is tall and crowded with people coming and going.
Although most of them barter, a small amount of them use a strange kind of money to make transactions.
This kind of coin is about the size of a thumb, oval in shape, and the pattern in the middle looks a bit like a grimace.
This kind of grimace money is the grimace money officially issued by Chu State.
Bronze can communicate with ghosts and gods. Before coins are minted, they must be sacrificed to ghosts and gods, so that the dead ghosts in the underworld can also use them.
Of course, mainstream countries do not recognize it, and it is only accepted internally.
There are workshops in the city, and there are clansmen who live according to their clans.
There are many villages outside the city.
In Chu State, there is no distinction between Chinese and barbarians, they are all Chinese.
Meritorious clans entered the city, and savages and prisoners remained in the village.
Everyone is eligible to serve as a soldier, and the income from labor is paid in taxes, and the rest is theirs.
As soon as this system came into being, the people were full of fighting spirit and had already transformed the nearby area into wasteland.
Nowadays, there are 100,000 people in Danyang City and thirty miles outside the city combined.
Outside, Tu's fiefdom is Tuyi, Long's fiefdom is Longyi, and Aoyi;
Qu's Shanyang fiefdom, Liangshui land, Qu land. Xiong's branch, Zhaoyi and Xiangyi of his younger brothers.
The trees and forests of the Shuren tribe.
Scattered in all directions, there are a total of 150,000 to 60,000 people, not counting the country.
In thirty years, the population has doubled.
Now the people are stable, and in another thirty years, the population may exceed one million.
The palace in the city has wooden walls painted with exquisite lacquer carvings.
Shang Chi, a native of Chu, thought he was the queen of Zhu Rong, so he wore red clothes.
In the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo music was crisp and clear, and the beautiful women danced gracefully, their eyes moving.
On top of the main seat is a middle-aged man, drinking from a bronze wine bottle with his eyes dazed.
This person is Xiong Man, who is nearly seventy years old.
At this time, a young man who looked 70% to 80% similar to him and had a rather bookish air walked in.
"Father, I have an audience with Doctor Long."
"You go ahead, I still want to enjoy the fun."
Xiong Man waved his hand and dismissed his eldest son.
The eldest son, named Xiong Ying, was extremely talented. He once followed Zhang Wulang to learn the art of taking bait and practicing qi, and later served as a historian.
Xiong Ying had no choice but to plead guilty and retire.
After his son retreated, Xiong Man took a sip of wine and then threw the glass to the floor.
After decades of business, it covers a total of 150 miles from the lower reaches of Danshui River to the Yangtze River.
One division (2,500 men) of dragons guarded fifty-seven branch waters, and one division of tree men patrolled the mountains and forests.
Danyang City was guarded by two divisions.
There are twenty generals who take bait.
This is the result of his business!
The area is no less than that of Wu's, although it is a little more empty.
Xiong Man hugged a maid and was about to do something unspeakable.
Suddenly, his body turned red, his pupils were red, and yellow sulfur gas spewed out from his nostrils.
boom!
He was covered in fire, his clothes were burned, and the maid was turned into ashes on the spot.
Xiong Man disappeared into a ball of fire and appeared in the back hall.
By this time the flames had dissipated.
"Here we go again. Maybe it would be better to enter the Youshen. Let's use that method..." Xiong Man murmured to himself.
When he begged the Qu family, he got a blood sacrifice method to stimulate blood.
This is the method used by most nobles.
Nobles' blood sacrifices to humans are not just a matter of idleness, and eating human flesh is not just about how delicious it is, but the deep meaning of developing bloodlines.
"No one should find out if it is used secretly. Now that the system is in place, if it is properly restored to normal, no one should find out."
Xiong Man has been having fun all day long, so he is no longer slacking off.
Instead, the heat inside the body rises, making people feel like they are in lava, which is unbearable. Only good wine can numb themselves.
Otherwise it would really make people crazy.
…
Yangjian.
boom!
A golden light penetrated the sky and the earth.
Inside the wooden house, Tang Ping's soul body further solidified, and the Huangquan dragon beside him was already two feet long.
Underground owner: Tang Ping
Type: ghost, metamorphosis
Realm: Second level underground master, mid-level wandering god.
Lifespan: five hundred years. (Age one hundred and twenty-five.)
Underworld deed: Maohou tree deed. Maotai Deed. Yuanshui Sikong Deed. (Unopened
Supernatural power: Taibai black killing method (213/3000) perfect. The Taiyin Form Refining Method (1/8000) is completed. Mu Zheng's posthumous chapter, Tu's Yin Lei, the secret of immortals wearing mica. [Maotu Deed·Snake Mantra]: Ceremony of cutting mountains and cutting grass (102/1000).
Cave: None (limited to one)
From God: None.
The changes brought about by this upgrade are huge.
The personality changed from the third-level underground master to the second-level underground master.
If we could say that in the past we were scholars who only had meritorious titles, now they are the ones who have risen to the top and have been awarded titles by the imperial court (emperor, emperor, empress).
Although Tang usually brags about this god and that god, in fact, according to the myths of later generations, he is at best a ghost, and he is not at the level of a bull-headed horse-faced man, a small minion who works for others.
The state has changed from the early stage of the wandering god to the middle stage of the wandering god.
His lifespan has been increased by a hundred years, and with the new underworld contract, it is estimated that his lifespan can be increased by a lot.
In addition, there are two more functions.
Dongfu and Congshen.
The cave is where the gods live, where they live in peace and tranquility, traveling beyond Yin and Yang, without fighting against the world.
"Finally we no longer have to live in a wooden house." Tang Ping was quite satisfied with this.
How can a god not have a palace?
However, the development of the cave is very demanding, and there must be a treasure as the core.
The description is vague and I don't know how to create a cave.
It's simple from the divine function.
Since it was the policy of informing the land of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the official name was Han Dynasty.
The quota of disciples is also fixed.
A contract represents a village.
There are three elders (one person) in a township, one each for Youyou, Shifu, and Youzhi. There are ten people in charge of the pavilion.
There were fourteen people in total.
Three townships are forty-two people.
The three elders, Youzhi, Youyou, Chefu, etc. can all actively use the abilities of the underworld contract, such as wood control, moon covering, etc.
And practicing in Yin Earth also received the same bonus as himself.
The pavilion chief can only enjoy the bonus of cultivation.
"From now on, I am the Marquis of Youdu!"
Tang Ping smiled.
Then walked out of the hall.
Under the banyan tree.
Xiong Ying, Zhang Qi, Zhang Cong, Frog, a red-skinned woman, and an old man with one horn.
Several important leaders met here.
The palm-sized frog was lying on the ground, its eyes covered by its hat, as if it was dozing off.
"Hey, the war has finally stopped, but there will still be fighting, and if we continue to fight, it will reach the Baman area. Are these strangers easy to mess with?"
"The more dangerous it is, the more beneficial it is." Zhang Qi said, and then suddenly remembered something, "The world of the underworld has not been peaceful recently."
"Are we fighting again? How's Man'er doing?" Xiong Ying asked anxiously.
"There was no war, it was just Xiong Man who indulged in pleasure and accidentally killed many servants while drunk."
"His grandma has only achieved a few achievements, and now he starts to enjoy himself? When he comes down, I will give him some big mouths."
Xiong Ying stood up suddenly, his soul red with anger, and the flames were about to explode.
If he hadn't been allowed to interfere with the earthly world, I'm afraid he would have waited for July 15th to go up and slap this unfilial son.
"Take it easy, take it easy, don't burn it, maybe there is something hidden."
Zhang Qi persuaded him loudly, for fear that this boy would burn the banyan tree.
Otherwise, Zhang Qi would have slapped him twice.
At this time, the wooden door opened.
Squeak.
The ghosts stood up and congratulated:
"Congratulations to the Lord God for your great achievement!"
Tang Ping glanced at everyone and said, "In view of your hard work and merits, I have decided to confer priesthood on you."
(Let me start by saying that in this era, there is no such thing as King Yama and Emperor Fengdu. There are no facilities in the underworld, and there is no management by gods. The earth is the earth and has no personality. The underworld is a country where the dead are underground. The practice of ghosts and monsters is also becoming more and more popular. The more it resembles a living person, the more it has some of the characteristics of a living person.)
