Chapter 432 The Great God of Angels
"Didn't our Saint Soul Village just pay taxes last month?" Old Jack was obviously ill and lay on the bed, whimpering in an extremely weak voice.
"That was fifteen years ago, and now it will be twenty years later." The bearded man said with a grin.
While he was talking, the gang of rogues he brought with him had already begun to plunder Old Jack's house.
"You are committing banditry. The mistress will not let you go." Old Jack was so angry that he spoke incoherently.
The big man with the beard said disdainfully: "Haha, that man named Tang San who is full of innate soul power has not been back to the Holy Soul Village for seven or eight years. He is probably wooed by the nobles of the empire. He can't even enjoy the blessings, so how can he care about you? Life or death, haha, old Jack, just accept your fate."
At this moment, a rogue came over carrying a small bag of rice seeds, "Boss, we only found this at Old Jack's house."
"Sir, no, this is rice seed, my lifeblood. Even if I dig up grass roots and eat tree bark, I still wouldn't bear to eat it."
Seeing that the rogue was about to take away his rice seeds, old Jack didn't care that he was seriously ill and went up to snatch it back.
In the end, the thin arms could not twist the thigh. Old Jack was pushed to the ground by the bearded man, who also beat him. He cursed and said: "Fuck you, paying taxes is a matter of course. If you want to blame, I can only blame you." My life is not good and I was not born into a wealthy family. Take this bag of rice seeds back and feed it to the livestock while we go to the next family."
"My rice seed, my rice seed." Old Jack dragged his seriously injured body and crawled to the door. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry out sadly, "Oh my God, what kind of world is this? The great God of Angels, Where are you? Please come to earth to save your people."
Old Jack is just a microcosm of the two empires.
Similar situations continue to appear throughout the two empires, and everyone is praying for the arrival of the angel god to help them escape from the sea of suffering.
Just when Old Jack felt desperate and was about to hang himself, Su Yuntao from Wuhun Palace came and asked, "What are you doing? Stop it quickly."
Along with him, there were two deacons from Notting City Spirit Hall, and a carriage with a flag bearing the logo of the God of Angels, and under the flag there were piles of food.
"It turns out to be Master Su Yuntao. I haven't seen you for a long time. What brought you here?" Seeing this, the bearded man hurriedly went up to greet him and said respectfully.
Even their immediate boss, the new Lord of Notting City, has to show great respect to Su Yuntao. The gangsters dare not offend, and they cannot afford to offend Su Yuntao, who has become a soul master. Not to mention Su Yuntao and the huge backstage of Wuhun Palace.
When the villagers who had been persecuted by the gangsters saw Su Yuntao coming, they fell to their knees in front of Su Yuntao one by one, as if they were seeing a savior, and kept pleading: "Master Su Yuntao, please make the decision for us. , help us, this group of people are not officers and soldiers, they are clearly bandits. The bandits don’t treat us as human beings at all. They even took away our rice seeds."
"Don't worry, everyone, I came here this time because our Pope, His Majesty, was guided by the God of Angels and asked me to bring food to help everyone tide over the difficulties." Su Yuntao said loudly.
The villagers were all ignorant. When they heard this, they all burst into tears and shouted, "Long live the God of Angels."
In this semi-slave and semi-feudal society, this is the case. As long as the people have a mouthful of food and can survive, they will be honest.
After saying this, Su Yuntao turned to the gangsters and said, "Why are you still standing there? Put your things down quickly. Then roll as far as you can. In addition, this relief food is distributed by the great God of Angels to the Holy Spirit." If anyone from Soul Village dares to think about relief food, the monster repair master will be ruthless."
The big man with the beard nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Master Su Yuntao, we are going to leave you just now, why don't you put your things down quickly."
After saying that, he left in despair. The other rogues were afraid of offending Wuhun Palace, so they did not dare to stay long, so they put down their things and left.
One of the ruffians caught up with the bearded man and asked, "Brother, what should we do? If we can't collect taxes, the new city lord won't let us go."
"Then let's wait until this group of unscrupulous people eat up the relief food from Wuhun Palace. We will come back after a month." The bearded man said and ran faster.
When the villagers heard that the gangsters would come again in a month, they all cried even more and knelt in front of Su Yuntao. Su Yuntao was also helpless. He could not let him, the master of the martial arts branch of Notting City, go. Fight against the Tiandou Empire.
He also needs to listen to what is said above.
In the end, he encouraged the villagers not to give up and that the God of Angels would come to the world to save everyone in the near future. Then the villagers received the relief grain and the rice seeds that had been robbed from each house and left.
When leaving, Su Yuntao made a special trip to visit Old Jack and asked the accompanying healing spirit master to treat his injuries.
Old Jack became more and more grateful. But he still asked about Tang San, "Master Su Yuntao, is Xiao San really hanging out with those nobles who eat human flesh without spitting out their bones?"
"He is now on our Wuhun Hall's blacklist. Not only does he collude with wanted criminals, he also hangs out with some aristocratic young men all day long. He is really a white-eyed wolf. If our Wuhun Hall hadn't given him a free awakening of the Wuhun. , you old Jack always help him, can he be where he is today?"
Mentioning Tang San Su Yuntao made him angry.
"How could Xiaosan be like this? He came out of our Holy Soul Village. Doesn't he even miss the old feelings?"
Old Jack was very sad. In the past, he always took Tang San as a pride, thinking that he would become the second Soul Saint to walk out of the Holy Soul Village. It will bring glory to the Holy Soul Village.
He had always thought so until the Tiandou Empire's 'advance tax payment' policy was introduced two years ago.
But as for Tang San, even Lan Si and Zu Zong from the Emperor Soul Village next door drank water and thought about their origins. Under their protection, the Emperor Soul Village escaped the persecution of this group of rogues.
Tang San was the only one who ignored the Holy Soul Village.
"Old Jack, people can change, or maybe this is his nature. From the moment I awakened his martial spirit, I thought he was not a good person. He grew up eating Baijia's food and enjoying the martial arts hall. The welfare comes, but my heart is towards those nobles who eat human flesh without spitting out the bones. They typically pick up the bowl to eat and then put the bowl down to scold their mother. They are just white-eyed wolves. I think you should not count on them. Take good care of your injuries and look back. I'll have someone send you some more medicine, your health is in serious condition."
After Su Yuntao finished speaking, he walked out of Old Jack's house, leaving Old Jack lying alone on the bed, staring at the ceiling of his thatched house helplessly.
It is said that there is no greater sorrow than death. Perhaps this sentence is the most suitable to describe Old Jack's mood at this moment.
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Did he really help the wrong person? Is Tang San really a white-eyed wolf?
Tang San didn't know that Holy Soul Village was being persecuted by the Tiandou Empire. Even if he knew, he didn't think it had anything to do with him, King Tang Shen.
Because at this moment, Shrek's four ugly men were immersed in the joy of their soul power soaring.
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