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The housekeeper Yan Bo hurriedly came to the back hall, "Madam, the bamboo building where the philosopher lives is on fire, and the fire is very big......."

"On fire?"

The lights were bright, and the beautiful woman who was kneeling and praying in front of the portrait of the ancient emperor turned around, her slightly haggard face changed, and she added a touch of uneasiness, "Hurry up...... Let's go and see if Zhe'er is okay?"

After a moment's pause, he continued, "If he is well, bring him to the mansion...... Orders left and right, strengthen the vigilance tonight!"

Yan Bo obeyed the order.

The beautiful woman's body suddenly softened, and she fell crooked on the futon, and her beautiful eyes showed a look of worry.

In recent days, the strange atmosphere in the clan has made her have a bad guess, and now the nephew's residence suddenly caught fire, which made this speculation even more likely.

"Husband...... Jun'er ......"

Suppressed whimpering echoed in the hall.

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In the cellar of a few feet deep.

Lei Zhe wore a heavy mask on his face, held an iron sword in his arms, and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the damp cellar, silently pranayama.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

From time to time, a few drops of water fell from the top of the head, which was covered by a water-soaked quilt under the stone slab that covered the mouth of the cellar to prevent the smoke from the fire above from pouring into the cellar.

"It's a pity that my books, medicinal herbs, bows, and dried meat ......"

As soon as he thought of these little by little, the collections that had been accumulated with great difficulty were all burned by himself, Lei Zhe felt very distressed, but how could things be as good as they could be, without giving up, how could they get it?

For today's plan, life is the first, as for those things outside the body, as long as they get through this level, there will be a day when they will be lost and regained, and this day is not far away.

The crackling sound of the burning bamboo was faintly transmitted, followed by the smell of oil smoke, which was also the source of the fire - the three major tanks of grease.

Originally, Lei Zhe used the cover of cooking meat to melt all the grease in the three tanks and splash it on the floor and four walls of the bamboo building, but it was only regarded as the worst plan for a desperate situation, so it was not ignited for a long time.

It's a pity that the arrival of the second "watcher" broke his last luck, forcing him to blatant fire to the building and hide in the cellar himself.

However, this is not a bloody TV series after all, and a lucky person can survive the fire by casually hiding in the water tank or cellar.

In practice, even though Lei Zhe replaced the wooden cover at the entrance of the cellar with a stone slab, and prepared a mask and quilt soaked in water, he was not completely sure that he would escape the fate of being smoked, choked or suffocated to death.

Therefore, he stayed at the bottom of the cellar as he had when he had been hiding at the bottom of the sea to avoid his uncle, and he did his best to silently use the pranayama method to reduce his oxygen consumption.

After being calm and empty, and gradually getting better, although it did not usher in the feeling of inward vision again, the dantian was full of energy, and the hot feeling of boiling magma like boiling downward became more and more intense, and wave after wave continued to impact the tail of the anus on its own, and it seemed that it would not give up if it did not open a hole in this copper wall.

Whether it is the disabled version of Xiao Zhoutian of Lei's channeling surgery, or the complete version of Xiao Zhoutian created by Lei Zhe, the first time to perform qi against the upper Du pulse, you have to get through the three levels of the back of the anus, the back of the waist, and the jade pillow behind the head, and the back of the anal tail is the first level and the saddest level.

The difference is only that the disabled version of Xiao Zhoutian forcibly instigates the True Qi Bridge to clear the level with mental guidance and abdominal breathing during these three levels, while his complete version of Xiao Zhoutian pays attention to unintentional intentions and allows them to run through naturally.

The former stops at the visible law, the latter goes straight into the invisible machine, the former guards the form, the latter guards the spirit, the essence is full, and the spirit is vainly moved, when the opportunity comes, the divine machine is automatic, and the gist is only in the state of mind intentionally or unintentionally, so it is empty but not empty, quiet and slight, it is impossible to meet, and it cannot be chased.

Fortunately, Lei Zhe has just turned twelve years old after all, and when the essence naturally rolls down, it will not turn into turbid essence and leak out of the fifth limb, otherwise the project of opening up the tail lube behind the anus will be even more distant.

I don't know how long it took.

The sound of flames crackling gradually became smaller, and the noise of human voices was faintly heard.

Lei Zhe woke up from his composure, but he felt a little depressed, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "It seems that this crisis has finally passed......"

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Looking at the bamboo building that had been burned to the point that only a few charcoal fires remained, Lei Shu, Lei Shu, Yan Bo and others all had gloomy faces, but they had different thoughts and uncertainties, and the two or three hundred Jingzhuang people around them were faintly divided into three factions, and they exchanged heads and ears from time to time, and the atmosphere was restless.

In fact, they also wanted to put out the fire before, but unfortunately the small building was built purely of wood and bamboo, and it was poured with grease.

Yan Bo couldn't help but glance at Lei Yu, and his anger flashed.

As a housekeeper who has served the patriarch for two generations, and an elder who has watched Lei Zhe be born and grown, Yan Bo is clear about the situation in the clan.

Of course, Lei Shu found Yan Bo's anger, but he pretended not to know, he himself was also extremely angry in his heart, the moment he saw the fire of the bamboo building from afar, he knew that he had miscalculated again, and he realized that the development of the situation had been completely out of his control, if he didn't take precautions as soon as possible, he was afraid that the end would be miserable.

Thinking of this, Lei Shu glanced at Lei Wei, which was meaningful.

Lei Fei almost couldn't help but stare back angrily, who knows, his anger is not inferior to the first two, he really didn't expect that he had clearly warned Lei Zhe, and after just one meal, this kid would destroy people's corpses.

Now that there is no Lei Zhe, the patriarch's lineage will definitely be leaderless, and with his lineage alone, he may not last long under Lei Shu's father and son.

The flames were extinguished, and only the ground was white and ash.

Yan Bo said in a deep voice: "Go and clean it up and collect the ashes of the philosopher......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of "Peng!", and a stone slab flew away in the dust, and Lei Zhe's orthodox shape jumped out.

There has never been such a moment, everyone feels that the always ordinary Lei Zhe is so dazzling and so mysterious!

Yan Bo's expression was overjoyed, and he immediately secretly gathered his true qi, and while guarding against someone to kill Lei Zhe suddenly, he greeted Lei Zhe and said with concern: "Is the son injured?"

Lei Zhe slapped the firewood ash on his body, "Uncle Yan is at ease, the kid is fine." ”

Yan Bo's eyes flashed thoughtfully, and he said softly: "Why did Childe's bamboo building suddenly catch fire?"

Lei Zhe deliberately looked around at the people around him, was silent for a moment, and then said with a stiff expression: "The kid was hungry at night, and he accidentally caught fire while cooking meat......

Everyone frowned or exchanged glances, and most of them saw the disbelief and suspicion in each other's eyes.

"I see...... Yan Bo seemed to be the only one who believed this statement, but he turned to the left and right: "Wait until you send the prince to the mansion on the mountain to rest." ”

"Childe, please!"

Lei Zhe held the iron sword and obediently walked away quickly surrounded by dozens of parts.

Yan Bo turned to look at Lei Shu and Lei Fu, his expression was solemn, and he said sharply: "The patriarch has not returned from his outing, you two should bother a lot and send more night patrols, if you are careless and have an accident, how can you two explain to the clansmen?"

Lei Yu and Lei Fu knew that Yan Bo's anger had not subsided, and in the face of this elder who was comparable to the clan elder, they could only pinch their noses and admit it, "The two of us will personally lead the team to patrol the night......"

Yan Bo snorted coldly and walked away.

Lei Shu and Lei Fu glanced at each other, each meaning was inexplicable, Lei Yu was about to turn around and leave, Lei Shu suddenly spoke: "Wait! I have something to say......

The two avoided everyone and walked to the stream, and Lei Shu said in a deep voice: "No matter who set this fire, now the patriarch has not returned, and only Yan Bo is left in the mansion...... You and I may not be able to cooperate once!"

Lei Fei's expression moved, and he was silent.

……

"Since the son moved out, although this room is not occupied, but every ten days, the old slave will send someone to clean it......"

"Yan Bo has a heart. ”

Lei Zhe looked at the room where he had lived for five years since he was a child, and then he had been away for seven or eight years.

"Son, rest early, and I have to see Mrs. tomorrow morning......"

Yan Bo turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped and looked back: "Childe...... That bamboo building, is it really a fire when cooking meat?"

Lei Zhe said lightly: "Indeed...... It has to be!"

"Not bad...... It must be!" Yan Bo nodded, thinking deeply, and suddenly asked: "Childe has been wandering outside for a few days, and he is still alive, can he get anything?"

Lei Zhe was silent for a moment, and then answered the question: "I once fell into the hands of the mountain barbarian chief again, and finally escaped by jumping into the sea, during which I saw Yu Hu seriously injured, and I suspected that my uncle's methods were ......."

Yan Bo's body was shocked, and the look in his eyes seemed to dim a lot in an instant.

Lei Zhe turned a blind eye, his expression turned cold, and his tone was a little condescending: "Uncle Yan has served his grandfather and uncle for decades, and he is deeply trusted, so he must know where the thing passed down from generation to generation by the patriarch is, right?"

Yan Bo's face changed, and he smiled bitterly: "That thing, it is not something that the old slave can do without permission, please forgive me!"

"It's okay...... It's okay......" Lei Zhe smiled, his hands behind his back, revealing unprecedented arrogance and confidence, "I'm still young, I can afford to wait...... I just hope that when the time comes, that thing will still be in the patriarch's mansion!"

Yan Bo's face changed again, hesitated for a moment, and solemnly bowed and said, "Childe, rest for the time being...... The old slave dared to guarantee with the head of the item, that thing would never be lost!"

"I hope so!" Lei Zhe turned and sat down on the bed, his eyes closed.

Yan Bo blew out the oil lamp, respectfully withdrew, and closed the door.

After thinking about it, he didn't go back to his wife or his room to rest, but walked straight to the patriarch's study.

In the room, Lei Zhe opened his eyes, his eyes rolled, and Orr got down from the couch and looked in the room......