The thing that defeats you in rebirth is not the distance but five years

"It's actually not difficult to raise the eyes of the sky." The Lord held a ruler, tapped on his own hands, and walked around the room with square steps. "The difficulty is that there is no eye of the sky." After speaking, he raised his head and laughed, Ha ha ha ha.

Su Mo was ashamed, what the hell, he's an old man, can he be more serious, how could the lonely mother-in-law have such a weird master?Black question mark face! !

"To keep the eyes of the sky, you have to learn the flow of reshaping. After learning the flow of reshaping, the circuit of your fairy will change from downstream to upstream, and the eye of the sky will no longer be able to suck your fairy, then you will not die. " Dijun said as he walked towards Chunxiang Tavern, a brother on one side and a sister on the other side, swaying on the street.

"Is the Lord willing to teach me how to reshape?" The Lord walked quickly, and Su Mo trotted after him.

"Well, it's still early." Dijun thought to himself that you haven't worshiped me as a teacher yet, so let me teach you, is I such a casual person?

"Then when will it be?" Su Mo stretched out his hand to hold Di Jun. He was so affectionate that he was full of water and even walked faster than others.

"It depends on my mood." Dijun cocked his orchid finger and flicked Su Mo's hand off his shoulder, shaking his head and walking towards Chunxiang Tavern.

"You..." Su Mo lowered his hand pointing in the air, lowered his head and followed Dijun to Chunxiang Tavern.

In Chunxiang Tavern, several middle-aged strong men gathered around a table, chatting about current affairs.

"Have you heard? The gate of time and space is about to open." One of them looked around with mischievous eyes, afraid that the good news would be heard by others.

"Fart, the gate of time and space has been blocked for tens of thousands of years. No one has seen the gate of time and space except the ghost king Li downstairs." Another muddy man who picked his toes, he was very strong.

"Big breasts, no brains, short-sightedness." The man with mischievous eyebrows said in a contemptuous tone, "Eighteen years ago, Tianshen Youpan traveled through time and space."

"Is there such a thing?" A thin man with a handful of dry wood pricked up his ears, his curious eyes rolled in his sockets.

"Nonsense, I lied to you that you are not a human being," the sly-eyed man patted the table with his hands, as if making an oath, affirming that his words were true, "Looking at the city in the sky, not many people know about it," the sly-eyed man revealed Big yellow teeth in one mouth, "But, my lord, I accidentally became a minority, hehehehe."

"Fuck, brother, you are too powerful, you know all about this." The big man with feet slapped his face in admiration.

"Average, the third in the world." The man with the eyebrows and mouse eyes took a sip of Shilixiang, and took another sip from the bowl. The wine flowed from his mouth into his stomach.

"Tell me quickly, the gate of time and space is about to open, what's going on?"

"That's it..." The sly-eyed man picked up the empty bowl and played with it in his hand.

The other man, who looked quite young and dressed in fashion, immediately understood: "Chunxiang, let me have another bowl of Shilixiang."

The roguish-eyed man smiled openly, "Let me tell you, the ghost king is about to rebel downstairs, and he wants to rule the universe!" His voice became quieter and more serious, as if these strong men knew the indescribable horror news in the world , Shocked and quickly drank to suppress the shock, as if he had heard the terrible news and was also a part of the rebellion.

At this point, everyone agreed not to ask any more questions.

"Let me tell you about the time travel of the utensil." The man with the eyebrows and mouse eyes saw that everyone was drinking and chatting about the housework, and the attention was not on him, and he was going to say something that could quickly catch people's attention.

Sure enough, all the curious eyes of everyone turned to the man with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes. Like a proud ruler announcing a major decision, he tidied up his sleeves and hair, cleared his mouthful of phlegm, and took another sip of wine. , began to say: "He came back from another world with a man in his arms."

After the mouse-eyed man finished speaking, he closed his mouth tightly, crossed his legs, and took another sip of wine: "Don't ask about the rest, the secret must not be revealed." How did he travel through time, and who was he hugging, but when You Pan came back that day, he happened to be seen by two red flame birds. The man with thieves' eyebrows and mouse eyes knew some bird language, and overheard the conversation of the red flame birds when he passed by.

From the front door, the land lord began to yell: "Chunxiang Chunxiang is the most fragrant in ten miles." From the front door to the backyard, he walked to Chunxiang's side, and said that rustic slogan into Chunxiang's ear.

Chunxiang knocked him away and said, "Smelly shameless."

"Don't do nothing right all day long, the underground palace should be in charge." What Chunxiang is worried about is that the tax in the underground palace is low, which will lead to more and more foreigners every year. At that time, the underground palace will not be able to afford the lives of the people, and the people will not be able to support themselves. Then disease disaster war will follow.

Dijun has been managing the underground palace for thousands of years, and it is indeed boring. Before, I was interested and experienced, but now I have a headache when I hear this, and the words on my lips have become "Be safe with the situation, be safe with the situation." He will be reminded all the time, so after thousands of years, the underground palace has not made any big mistakes.

"Don't make excuses." Chunxiang lives in the Human Activity Center of the underground palace, and she can more or less hear some news from the chats of the guests. The voices of these people can't be heard by Nansha, but she has cultivated them day by day. Naturally, I was worried for Nan Sha. Over the years, the common people often chatted about how they could only make ends meet from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Life was getting worse and worse, prices were getting higher and higher, and they couldn't afford to drink alcohol.

Chunxiang thinks about it, in the past hundred years, she has sold a lot less wine, and the number of customers is getting worse day by day. Today, except for the table in the east, there are no customers.

"If the tax is low, the tax will be raised, okay, okay, don't be angry, you will get wrinkles when you are angry." The Lord made a grimace.

"I'm confused, tax increases will drive the people to a dead end." Chunxiang's tone was firm, and she suddenly raised her voice to attract the attention of the guests. Chunxiang hurried into the backyard, doubled the raw materials for wine making, and let them bask in the sun.

"Then tax cuts." The earth lord has a simple mind, either increase or decrease, and whether he can still go to heaven, the poor and the poor live, the rich and the rich live, it has been like this for thousands of years, what? There are countries that are rich for life.

Chunxiang was busy digging through the materials and refused to speak anymore. She was sullen, Dijun was old and had no energy, Chunxiang felt guilty, she felt that Dijun became what he is now, she found it all by herself, Chunxiang has a strong sense of mission However, Chunxiang feels that she has the responsibility to manage the underground palace for the emperor.

"Nan Cha Miluo is incompetent and addicted to wine and sex."

"Over the past 1000 years, the underground palace has become worse day by day, and the people in the city have not enough to eat. Now that he wants to raise taxes, it will kill us ordinary people."

The people below nodded one after another. Some old people have already started to wipe their tears with their clothes and skirts. If the landlord wants to raise taxes, he wants his own life.

"Sweep out the traitor."

People also raised their right hands and shouted "Sweep out the traitors."

"We're going to eat."

People raised their hands, "We're going to eat."

"No tax."

"No tax."

"We're going to eat."

Within a few days, the news that the local ruler wanted to raise taxes quickly spread throughout the underground palace, and the slogan of "sweep out the faint emperor, we will have food, if we don't pay taxes, we will have food." people's dinner table.

Children as young as [-] years old will also hum and say a few words, and as old as a thousand years old who are seriously ill and bedridden, listening to the slogan outside the window, they also shout out.

The revolutionary ranks on the street ranged from [-] to [-], and then to [-]. The underground palace lost all its labor force, and people could no longer live and work. They held big-character posters on the street every day to call on more people to join their revolutionary ranks. Pass the correct view of thought to every member of the underground palace.

The gate of Dijun's house was locked and closed tightly, and Chunxiang shouted from inside: "My mother, go out with them."

Chunxiang was hugged by the Lord from behind and was unable to go out. In the first two days of public opinion, she could still explain to them that the Lord would not raise taxes, so don't listen to the villain.But then they began to attack personally, slut, you are raised by the emperor, so naturally you are with him, Chunxiang directly fought with those men, and severely educated these mad dogs.

"The first ones were those who drank in the tavern that day." The first few people in the massacre team heard the conversation between Dijun and Chunxiang that day, so they incited the people to rebel together.

"Dog thing." Chunxiang scolded, "I'm a rotten person when I drink." Those strong men have been drinking in Chunxiang's shop for 200 years.Chunxiang reads that they are all from the underground palace, and she also understands that everyone's life is not easy, the price of wine is extremely low, it is only enough to cover the cost, and there is not much money left to buy the materials for wine making.

"I'll go back to the Heavenly Palace and ask for orders, so that the Heavenly Lord can send one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals down, and within three days, this group of people can be suppressed." Yaoyue is a demon tamer, and his values ​​have always been that you are more cruel than you. ruthless.

"No, this method can't solve the problem." Su Mo disagreed with using force to deal with the common people in the city. Although some of them acted too aggressively, it also reflected the real situation of the underground palace, and they rebelled just for a living. It's a poor person, and force will only increase the determination of the people to rebel. In the end, it will be the underground palace who will suffer, and the mess will be cleaned up by the emperor.

"I know this is the worst strategy, but can you think of a better way than now?" Why didn't the Lord know that it is not feasible to solve the riot by force, no matter how good the force is, it will leave hatred.

Everyone hangs their heads, there is nothing to do, now even the Dijun Mansion is afraid to come out, if you want to negotiate with them, you will only get a pile of mud on your face, the common people don't trust the Dijun, this is the biggest crisis.

Because of this incident, Dijun fell ill and fell into bed within a few days. Chunxiang stayed with him day and night.

"Don't mess with it, let's make trouble outside, this land lord won't wear his black hat anymore." Chunxiang looked at Nan Sha slurring his speech, still thinking about the situation outside, his temper came up again, the land lord coughed more violently, Chunxiang Then he calmed down, and took care of him carefully, for fear of irritating him again.

After a long time, the Lord of Earth woke up from the coma again: "I have failed quite a bit. Being a Lord of Earth has made me like this, and I will have no face to see my ancestors when I die."

The emperor became more and more confused. He had no father, no mother, no children, and no one knew where he came from. How could he talk about ancestors?Chunxiang still squatted on the bed and waited: "You are confused again, if you did not do well, they would have rushed in and chopped you up."

"Haha...you speak fluently. From this point of view, I'm doing okay." Di Jun laughed out loud, being a king is very lonely, the longer you live, the fewer confidantes, Chunxiang can always bring him Come to simple happiness, even if he quarrels with Chunxiang, he still thinks it is a beautiful thing in the world.

"Of course, you have forgotten that in order to reduce the burden on the people and reduce taxes, the common people held you high above their heads, 'Long Live the Lord'. You transformed the underground palace to accept the poor, and turned your underground palace into everyone's underground palace. , The underground palace is getting bigger and bigger, you manage transportation, housing, economy, agriculture, and education, all of which are done by you alone, how awesome you are.” Chunxiang didn’t know how much she admired the emperor, when she was a child , Mr. Di is already a thousand years old, and he fantasizes about seeing Mr. Di every day.

"It seems that you have admitted it. You have worshiped me since you were a child. Hmph, if I ask you, you still don't admit it." Di Jun vaguely remembered that there was once a little girl in a red robe who often followed behind him. After meeting Chunxiang, he always wanted to check , but Chunxiang insisted that she never wore a red robe.

"Yes, yes, I adore you to death." At this point, Chunxiang no longer insists on everything, as long as the emperor is comfortable and can survive.

"When I die, you will leave the underground palace and go to the sky to live a fairy life."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm still arguing with you, so I won't leave. There's no better place than an underground palace." Chunxiang felt for his pulse and felt very weak.

"You scold me every day, don't get tired of it."

"Then you are scolded every day, you are not tired of it!"

"I'm not tired." Dijun had a smirk on his face, one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer. The deepest friendship in the world is nothing more than this.

"Then get better soon, I won't tell you to die, you dare to die!" Chunxiang held back her tears, she would not cry in front of Dijun, not before, nor will she now.

Dijun nodded: "Okay." Chunxiang's tears were spinning, she turned and rushed out of the room, hid in a small corner far, far away, and burst into tears.

Crying and cursing: "Bastard!"

The commotion outside really got bigger and bigger, and some kind of leader was introduced, saying that it was the temporary lord. This temporary lord was none other than the thug-eyed guy who changed from a gangster to a temporary lord.

The thief-eyed and mouse-eyed man also promulgated some policies for governing the country written by him in a decent manner. In fact, he did not know half a word. When the policy reaches the ears of the people, it is more nutritious than chicken soup, more useful than life-saving elixir, and the people in the city recite it day and night.The thief-browed and mouse-eyed man is worshiped everywhere he goes, and his appearance is even called the appearance of an emperor.