Looking at the white-clothed young man standing with a smile in the field, many high-level officials of the Jiang clan couldn't help but look at each other, and they were finally shocked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since ancient times, force can convince people's mouths, but only virtue can convince people's hearts.

They knew that after Jiang Zheng's death, the Jiang Villa, which had been in turmoil, finally settled down at this time, and it was the eleven-year-old boy in the field who did all this.

With the end of the competition, the mountain village quickly lifted its guard, and hundreds of warriors in the village dispersed, but compared to before, they were now very calm in their hearts, because they knew that there was still a strong man in the village.

...

In the afternoon, thousands of people gathered in the village on the martial arts arena of the villa.

Twelve corpses covered with white cloth were piled up in the field.

"Let's start!" the owner Jiang Yangshan ordered softly.

The old man on the side sighed lightly, put down the torch in his hand, and lit it in turn.

The raging fire burned, the warrior died, and was cremated after death, which is the rule in this land and mountain villa.

The flames soared into the sky, the smoke and dust were silent, and the corpses that were burned were once all alive.

Dozens of women and children dressed in white cried out, but many more just watched quietly.

Because, they know better in their hearts that in this cruel land, fighting with the sky, fighting with people, wanting to survive, bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable, today it is someone else lying there, and tomorrow it may become them.

The only thing they can do is to make the survivors live better.

Jiang Han was dressed in white, watching all this quietly, his fists were clenched tightly, but his eyes were cold and terrible, and not a single tear flowed.

When a man is alive, many times what is needed is not tears, but action.

....

Jiang's Villa Martyrs' Hall.

The long-sealed door was opened, and the widows of the warriors holding the ashes held back their tears and slowly walked into the martyr's hall.

Jiang Han also held a wooden box in his hand, walked in the front, walked in first, and then put his father's ashes in the second row in the center, he glanced at it lightly, and the entire martyr's hall had placed thousands of urns, all neatly placed.

Jiang Han knew that all the martial artists who had died in the Jiang Villa in the past sixty years were placed here, as well as a small number of ordinary mortals who had contributed to the village.

Ordinary people in the villa are not qualified to enter the Martyrs' Hall.

At the bottom of each urn is a name, each of which represents a deceased member of the Lodge clan.

"Engrave the name!" the owner Jiang Yangshan roared.

An old man slowly walked up from outside the door, Jiang Han glanced over, it was the sixth grandfather, he was holding a metal carving knife, and under the twelve urns that were newly placed, the names of the twelve people were engraved in turn.

Outside the Martyr's Hall, Jiang Yangshan, the owner of the village, walked in front of a group of teenagers and children, all of whom were the children of the dead boys, most of them were teenagers, and the eldest was only seventeen.

Jiang Yangshan looked at them and said softly: "Your father, born as a hero, died as a hero, they died for our Jiang Villa, you should be proud of your father." ”

Although the hearts of dozens of teenagers and children were sad, none of them wept or cried.

Maybe in a few years, maybe more than ten years later, they will also be like their fathers, holding swords, and become the guardians of this Jiang Villa.

....

At dusk.

The main hall of Jiang's Villa is still brightly lit, and more than a dozen middle and high-level figures such as Jiang Yangshan, Jiang Han, Jiang Yan, and Ruan Hai all gathered together.

"I'm dying. Jiang Yangshan said solemnly: "We can't hide it for long, or it won't be long before the three major families in the northbound cottage and Hongcheng will know, and the bandits and villas in Hongcheng will also know." ”

The faces of the high-ranking officials in the village became extremely grim.

Over the years, Jiang Zheng has defeated many martial arts powerhouses of other forces, and Jiangjiazhuang has occupied a large area of mountains, forests, fields, and even Qinglingshi ore veins, which has caused dissatisfaction and hostility from many forces.

With Jiang Zheng, they can't afford to make big waves, but now, Jiang Zheng is dead, and Jiang's Villa occupies so many resources, who is not jealous? Who is not impressed?

However, they all immediately looked at Jiang Han, and their hearts were all slightly determined

"My opinion, temporarily abandon the business name in Hongcheng and suspend the mining of ore veins in Qingling Mountain. Jiang Yangshan, the owner of the village, slowly spoke: "The force of the villa has all shrunk back. ”

Everyone else's hearts were shocked, this is to be fully guarded!

Jiang Yan frowned slightly: "Father, it's nothing if Hongcheng's business stops, but the Qinglingshi vein accounts for one-half of my village's income, once you give up, it's not that simple to get it back." ”

The others nodded.

Jiang Han also listened silently, he also knew some of the current situation in the village, in addition to the small yuan spring that produced thousands of yuan stones in the village every year, the other two major incomes were mainly the sale of demon beast flesh and blood and the mining of the green spirit stone vein, of which the green spirit stone vein can contribute tens of thousands of yuan of stone income every year.

"Sixth Master, what do you think. Ruan Hai opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Han.

Everyone else also looked at Jiang Han's body, and the sound of 'Sixth Master' made some Jiang clansmen feel shocked, in the former Jiangjiazhuang, only Jiang Zheng was respected by everyone as 'Second Master', and now...

Jiang Han pondered for a moment, and then said in a condensed voice: "What I mean, give up the business name in Hongcheng and go all out to stick to the Qingling Mountain vein. ”

Everyone was stunned, waiting for Jiang Han to say the reason.

"There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves. Jiang Han shook his head lightly: "We can't keep cowering in the village, we have to let other forces know that without a father, the Jiang family is still not something they can provoke, so we must find a target to determine." ”

Everyone else nodded, and it was.

"There are 1,000 warriors in the village, and I want Uncle Hai to take 500 people to Qingling Mountain to mine veins. Jiang Han said softly.

"No, then the Zhuangzi will be empty, it's too dangerous. Jiang Yangshan frowned.

"At that time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that my Jiangjiazhuang is empty, and the most important treasure of my Jiang clan is actually this underground Yuanquan. Jiang Han smiled lightly: "As long as I capture my Jiangjiazhuang, I can occupy Yuanquan, and I can catch all the women and children, and the hundreds of warriors of my Jiang clan outside will naturally collapse." ”

"Then why do you have to do this?" Ruan Hai wondered.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Jiang Han's eyes: "I just want everyone to know that my Jiang Clan Villa is empty, and let them attack my Jiang Clan Villa, otherwise how can I kill on a large scale." ”

The eyes of the others suddenly lit up, they knew Jiang Han's terrifying strength, but other forces may not know, when the time comes...

Soon, some details were discussed by them one by one, and these problems naturally did not need to be taken care of by Jiang Han.

In the end, only Jiang Han and Jiang Yangshan remained in the main hall.