After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Furthermore, if you give the extra milk to ordinary people for free, their demand for milk will decrease, which will further suppress the already low price of milk, right?

So by dumping milk into the river, you don't have to pay for transporting the milk, you don't have to worry about anyone getting sick from it, and you don't have to worry about the price of milk being suppressed.

The same principle applies to some bakeries and dessert shops. A large portion of the bread and desserts made that day are thrown away, and some even have basements specifically for destroying these cakes and desserts.

This is to prevent people from getting sick and then extorting money after eating the food, and to prevent the demand for bread and desserts from decreasing because people are collecting discarded bread and desserts every day.

In short, capitalists and ordinary people are not on the same page.

Wang Lingguan didn't understand the phrase "milk poured into a pot." 9＿． 驷×#四＾→叁」∩坞陆∝'司中？ ⊙Forwarded from group: What's the joke about "the rich feast while the poor freeze to death"? But he still understood the saying "behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste, while on the road, frozen bones lie."

Wang Lingguan said bitterly.

“Wang killed all of these rich and heartless people who acted perversely for their own selfish interests, confiscated their property, and used it to provide relief to disaster victims.”

Zhou Yan gave a thumbs-up.

"Acting on behalf of Heaven."

In the final stages of any dynasty, there are bound to be a group of corrupt officials who annex land. These corrupt officials are truly deserving of death. In fact, it was actually kind of Wang Lingguan to kill them. If he hadn't killed them and had instead thrown them into the ranks of disaster victims, they would probably have been tortured to the point of wishing they were dead.

Wang Lingguan said sadly.

"Acting on behalf of Heaven? What a load of rubbish! The disaster victims are dying and perishing, while these scoundrels have been sucking blood from the people for decades, living happily for decades before finally dying. In such a world, how can anyone still expect to hear about the vast net of Heaven, or that evil people will eventually be punished!"

Wang Lingguan pulled out another sesame seed cake from his pocket.

Wang Lingguan was a farmer's child. Hunger and cold accompanied him as he grew up. His father froze to death when he was five years old, and his mother starved to death when he was seven.

Accompanying his parents were Wang Lingguan's childhood friends and some elderly family members who had always taken good care of him.

At that time, Wang Lingguan was very puzzled as to why the good people in his family either starved or froze to death, while the gentry and wealthy people who forcibly seized land and forced people to starve to death were all well-fed and bloated.

Is God blind?

So when King Lingguan 4 awakened his bloodline and killed a group of yamen runners who came to forcibly collect the last bit of food from the poor, he understood.

"...In this world, you can't rely on anyone. If you want others to suffer retribution, you have to do it yourself."

"I am Taisho's retribution!"

Wang Lingguan took a bite of the sesame seed cake. In the past, for Wang Lingguan, a commoner from the lower class, eating a sesame seed cake was something he could only look forward to during the New Year.

"So I killed all the magistrates, local gentry and wealthy people in my family, and led my brothers to fight our way up to Nanzhou Road. We slaughtered the local Tiger-Taming Army, Great Cold Army, and Cart-Cart Army, killed thirty-two generals in battle, and wiped out the Pillar of State, Xiao Yangjun, who was guarding the Southern Capital of Dazheng."

Zhou Yan and Little Yama's expressions changed slightly.

Xiao Yangjun was the only remaining Grand General of the Taisho Dynasty. During the Taisho Dynasty's years of disasters and continuous peasant uprisings, it was this Grand General who led his 100,000 battle-hardened troops to suppress peasant armies everywhere.

For more than a decade, he fought without a single defeat. Whenever he arrived at the site of an uprising, he swiftly and decisively annihilated the rebel army.

It was thanks to this mighty army that the Taisho Dynasty had not yet torn off its last fig leaf.

But this mighty army, having fought countless battles, could not defeat the one destined by fate. After Wang Lingguan awakened, he led his own rebel army to confront Xiao Yangjun.

After Wang Lingguan successively killed fifteen of Xiao Yangjun's generals, the invincible General of the State had no choice but to watch helplessly as Wang Lingguan charged towards him.

Wang Lingguan then killed thirteen other generals who had served under Shangzhuguo, each with their own legendary life story, and finally beheaded Shangzhuguo Xiao Yangjun.

Xiao Yangjun made a mistake in this battle: he exposed his position to Wang Lingguan.

Wang Lingguan gave Xiao Yangjun the retribution he deserved.

Wang Lingguan couldn't help but take off his upper body clothes, revealing his body covered in knife and sword wounds.

"I remember I was covered in blood, my clothes were soaked in blood. Those generals were not easy to deal with either. Some of them were hitting me with axes and drumsticks. Hey, after that fight, I was in bed for half a month before I could catch my breath."

"after……"

Wang Lingguan's eyes gleamed.

“I will lead the righteous army eastward, preparing to break through the capital of Taisho.”

Little Yama spoke up.

"I know, didn't Zhao Wenhe issue an imperial decree to offer you amnesty?"

Wang Lingguan nodded.

"Well, this damn emperor said he'd bestow upon me the title of Duke of Zhenguo, and all my subordinates would have official positions. From now on, we'd all be living off the emperor's salary. You two brothers probably don't know this, but the ones whose parents were killed by the government officials before, who told me they were going to break through this damn heaven and go to the capital to sit on the throne, and the ones who ate their own children because of the famine, who said they'd make the county magistrate and the emperor pay for their blood debts, all came running to me as soon as they heard they could become officials and be granted titles, saying maybe we should just give up."

Zhou Yan and Little Yama laughed out loud.

Not to mention that Sun Wukong was so excited about becoming a celestial official that he almost wanted to work 007, more than half of the heroes in Water Margin took accepting amnesty as their life goal, which shows how tempting amnesty was in ancient times.

Despite the fact that these nine peasant uprisings had an irreconcilable hatred for the emperor, the moment the emperor mentioned accepting amnesty, the peasants of Zheng Sanchang were eager to kneel before the emperor and become his most loyal dogs.

Zhou Yan asked curiously.

"What did Senior Wang do afterward?"

Wang Lingguan slapped his thigh.

"I originally wanted to kill all these guys, but a friend of mine, an old scholar, told me that if we fight amongst ourselves, there will be internal strife. The old scholar told me a plan."

Wang Lingguan winked at Zhou Yan and Little Yama, a playful gesture, but the murderous intent and bloodlust within could not be concealed.

"I kidnapped the emperor's own brother and daughter, then summoned my brother, the eunuch who had been granted amnesty, and made the eunuch watch as my brother skinned the emperor's daughter and brother alive one by one!"

Wang Lingguan's eyes were wide open in anger.

When Wang Lingguan went to kidnap members of the imperial family, he witnessed these members of the imperial family profiting from the national crisis, raising grain prices and wantonly annexing the land on which the people depended for survival, even when the people were resorting to cannibalism.

Since you are unrighteous, why should I preach righteousness?

So when Wang Lingguan placed the captured imperial relatives in front of the seemingly reserved and arrogant eunuch who acted superior to him, Wang Lingguan was delighted to see the eunuch show a look of fear.

Later, when Wang Lingguan ordered his men to come up one by one and skin these imperial relatives alive, this eunuch who served the emperor was so frightened that he wet himself.

Taisho's retribution was Wang Lingguan.

Little Yama praised.

“倃八≡≥四≈糤_〃五中，>群[＝：Did you cut off your own escape route?”

Wang Lingguan said sadly.

"Yes, I cut off my brothers' escape route, so they had no choice but to follow me to the capital. We defeated the emperor and hanged all the imperial relatives, wealthy people and gentry."

"Later, when Wang was plundering the Taisho National Treasury to provide disaster relief, he discovered something."

Wang Lingguan put on His upper garment.

"This old emperor used every means to prolong his dynasty: blood sacrifices, human sacrifices, praying to gods and Buddhas, and holding sacrificial ceremonies every year."

Zhou Yan was also aware of this.

Back on Penglai Island, Zhou Yan had heard Zhao Wenhe say that he offered sacrifices to the Heavenly Emperor every year, but the Heavenly Emperors never paid him any attention. So after the fall of Taisho, Zhao Wenhe turned to the dark side.

Wang Lingguan gritted his teeth.

"At the time, Wang planned to burn all these things that harmed and harmed people, and that used the people as sacrifices for his own selfish gain. He also planned to light all the people involved in these things into sky lanterns!"

Zhou Yan gave a thumbs-up.

"well done!"

Little Yama nodded as well.

"It's not a pity to die."

When Zhao Wenhe saw Wang Lingguan swiftly destroying armies and about to besiege the city, he did everything he could.

Even the heretical sect of Buddhism, which uses people as instruments of ritual, was recruited by Zhao Wenhe.

Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun don't need to look at history to know how many people Zhao Wenhe killed in order to get the Heavenly Emperor to take notice of him.

Five “But…”

Wang Lingguan sighed.

"The scholar who had been advising Wang and helping him overthrow the Taisho Dynasty was quite interested in these sacrificial offerings and rituals. He intercepted quite a few items from a certain family and studied them in private."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but shake his head. This scholar...

That's just courting death.

"They've been researching it for two days..."

Wang Lingguan took another bite of the sesame seed cake.

"This scholar has disappeared and cannot be found."

The search for the King Spirit Official stared at Zhou Yan, his tone serious.

"A perfectly healthy man, gone, vanished without a trace. I asked the scholar's disciples, children, and none of them saw how he disappeared. The most terrifying thing is..."

Wang Lingguan pointed to His head.

"I discovered that Wang was starting to forget the scholar's name."

Zhou Yan and Little Yama's expressions changed one after the other.

This statement...

It's somewhat similar to what happened to Qingqiu back then.

Wang Lingguan put the last bite of the sesame seed cake into his mouth and said as he chewed.

“Something’s not right here. I collected the heretical ritual implements and evil sacrificial tools that this scholar was researching, but after only a few days of research, a group of brothers came to me to ask me questions…”

Wang Lingguan was somewhat angry.

"Does Wang want to become the Emperor of ○○?"

Zhou Yan and Little Yama knew what happened next: Wang Lingguan retired after achieving his goal, leaving the throne to others to compete for.

“I didn’t want to take the job, but my brothers forced me to. They had even decided which regions they would govern and which kings and generals they would become. I had no choice but to leave the capital with the magic artifact that made the scholar disappear, intending to find a place to become a leisurely farmer and live a life where I could eat my fill and my family wouldn’t go hungry.”

Wang Lingguan smiled faintly, seemingly longing for the life of a leisurely farmer.

The little Yama King beside him said something to Zhou Yan.

"Fortunately, Wang Lingguan is gone, otherwise, after the Taisho era, we might still be in the feudal era."

As a true god, Wang Lingguan was always the core figure of the entire rebel army. With the departure of such a figure, the rebel army lost its core support and fell apart. Ultimately, it established the Eastern Xia United States in a democratic republic.

"After leaving the capital, the family found a quiet place and devoted themselves to studying the magical artifacts and ritual objects that caused the scholar's disappearance."

Wang Lingguan patted himself down and soon pulled out a metal vessel with a tiger's head and a broken neck.

Wang Lingguan stared at the thing and said.

"This is a sacrificial artifact of the Fuhu Sect. Someone went to the original site of the Fuhu Sect to look for this sect, and finally found that this sect... seems to... only exist in written history."

Zhou Yan asked, puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Lingguan scratched his head.

"That's right, some historical records, local chronicles, and county chronicles mention this sect and describe some of the sect's masters who possess magical artifacts condensed from immortal techniques. But when I went to look for it, I found that the records in the chronicles and county chronicles differed from reality."

"For example, sects don't have local chronicles, but county chronicles are written in such grand terms. Also, some of the masters in sects really exist, while others don't exist at all."

Chapter Seventeen Proliferation

Zhou Yan guessed.

"Rumors circulating among the people are naturally half true and half false; what is true is that they differ from reality."

Wang Lingguan shook his head.

“I used to think so too, but when I went to a Taoist sect before, I found that the sect had thirteen disciples, but there were fifteen rooms for the disciples. Various information, magical artifacts, and traces left by cultivation also proved that the sect used to have fifteen disciples, but now there are only thirteen. The remaining two, like my scholar friend, have disappeared, gone, and can't be found.”

Even someone as remarkable as Wang Lingguan had a slight tremor in his voice at this moment.

Fourth, "It's as if some monster erased something from existence."

Zhou Yan understood it to some extent.

"Then, Senior Wang studied and studied, and found out that all of this actually happened on Mount Ling?"

Wang Lingguan remained silent for a while before answering.

"After discovering these things, Wang started having dreams. In his dreams, Wang came to Lingshan and then saw his own grave mound and tombstone on Lingshan."

Even a fool knows the meaning of a grave mound and a tombstone. It was this subtle meaning that made Wang Lingguan decide to take a trip to Lingshan.