On the Thundering Mountain, in the dense forest not far from the Lei Clan's cottage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ancient cypress towers to the sky, and the two middle-aged people each have a tree branch, holding the frozen hard dough and jerky, and it is extremely difficult to gnaw bit by bite.

Condescendingly, the two of them can have a bird's-eye view of most of the Lei Cottage and the path down the mountain.

The man with the spear under his feet was tightly wrapped in leather armor, unable to hide the muscles of a tall tomb, at this moment he scratched his bald brain, and said with a sad face: "Xiaozi, when is this day a head? Lao Tzu gnawed on the jerky until his teeth hurt badly......

Another Tsing Yi sword, gentle and calm like a literati, frowned when he heard this: "I don't approve of the patriarch going too deep into the internal fighting of the Lei clan, not to mention that they have just died the patriarch and the young patriarch, maybe the blood of the various branches of the clan is swords, swords and swords are splashing blood, and at this time, the patriarch rashly intervenes in it, which is tantamount to taking chestnuts in the fire, and if you are not careful, it may be difficult to retreat." ”

"That's why the patriarch let the two of us answer the ...... outside" The muscular man shook his head as he looked at the jerky covered with tooth marks, took out a dagger and cut off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing slowly with a bitter brow, "I really want to make a fire and eat a hot ......"

"If you are not afraid of exposure, you will make a fire, the Lei clan has been attacked by the mountain barbarians for a few days, and now the precautions are tight, we may be fine if we are exposed, but the patriarch may not be. ”

Zhuang Zi's action of eating the bread was not hurried, and he seemed to be extremely cultivated, only the sharp light that flashed from time to time in the depths of his eyes, like a flash of sword light.

Suddenly, he looked at the mountain path and shouted softly: "Look at the mill, it's Zhuang Ke and their ......" As he spoke, he pressed the hilt of his sword for the first time, showing extraordinary vigilance.

The muscular man named Zhuang Nian hurriedly gathered his eyes and followed his gaze, and immediately frowned: "Why are there no longer the patriarch and the young patriarch, but two more coffins......

Before he could finish speaking, his face twitched with flesh and flesh, becoming more and more violent, and he couldn't help swallowing and spitting: "Xiaozi, no...... It won't be a patriarch or a young patriarch...... Huh?"

Zhuang Zi, who had always been calm and relaxed, also shrank suddenly: "The Lei clan really dares to attack the patriarch and the young patriarch?" The tone was very unconfident, and the joints of the fingers holding the hilt of the sword became even tighter and whiter.

Zhuang Nian stammered, "Shall we go down and have a look?"

"Wait......"

Zhuang Zi was just about to agree, but suddenly saw the figures in the woods on both sides of Zhuang Ke's path flashing, and they were all extraordinary good hands, following Zhuang Ke and others all the way, faintly surrounding them firmly.

Zhuang Ke and others may not be able to find it themselves, but Zhuang Zi and Zhuang Nian are condescending and clear at a glance.

"Which side of the manpower is it? It seems that they want to be bad to Zhuang Ke......

Zhuang Nian's words did not fall, but when he saw those people suddenly give up hiding, they rushed to Zhuang Qi and the others, all dressed in black and masked, and they waved knives to kill without saying a word.

Zhuang Ke and more than a dozen others also reacted quickly, and did not hesitate to shrink their hands and form a formation to resist, obviously not unaware before.

It's a pity that the man in black came prepared, and he was bound to win, the strength alone was nearly three times that of Zhuang Ke's side, and the combat power was even better, and the short soldiers were only more than ten breaths, and Zhuang Ke's subordinates had all fallen in a pool of blood, and only he was seriously injured and still barely supporting.

At this moment, there was a sudden undisguised sound on the road behind.

Thirty or forty people rushed over, screaming and shouting to kill, but they were all dressed in leather armor, the elite of the Lei clan.

Zhuang Ke stabbed him twice, and before he fainted, he vaguely saw the elite of the Lei clan and the man in black rushing together, blood splashing everywhere......

But what he didn't know, Zhuang Zi and Zhuang Nian, who were hiding in the canopy of the ancient cypress trees on the mountain, saw that at the beginning, it was like two waves of tide colliding, and the two elites who seemed to be different fell nearly ten in an instant, but then, the two sides seemed to be fighting, but there were few people who fell to the ground.

After a while, the fighting gradually stopped, and the nearly ten people who fell to the ground actually got up again!

The two groups of people were in harmony for a while, and the black-clothed people who came first whistled and fled as if defeated, and the elite of the Lei clan began to clean up the battlefield.

At the same time, there were seven more Lei tribes running on the road in the rear, each carrying a man in black, and came to the battlefield to find a place to put down one by one......

On Gu Bai, Zhuang Lian, who has a straightforward personality, looked inexplicable: "Are the two groups of people friends or enemies?"

Zhuang Zi was already sweating profusely: "What is an enemy or a friend, this is clearly a frame-up and eradication of dissidents!"

In any case, the seven "men in black" who were put down in the end must all be really dead, and they killed seven members of their own family in a frame-up, which shows that they are unscrupulous and crazy.

Until this moment, he had any luck with the two coffins of the family patriarch and the young patriarch!

……

In the ancestral hall.

The hanging plaque of "Carrying on the Past and Forging Ahead into the Future" is antique and mottled, cracks everywhere, quietly exuding the vicissitudes of a history of 400 years.

The relief mural under it is actually a heroic general dancing with a sword, which is lifelike...... The fierce sword intent, the surging killing machine, seemed to penetrate the four hundred years of time and space.

"Awesome! This ancestor is definitely ten or a hundred times stronger than Anvil Gong, Lei Fei and others...... It is also very likely that this mural was carved by his own hands, otherwise he would not be able to infuse his life's sword intent into it. ”

"This mural alone is almost no less than a top-notch kendo secret book...... It's a pity that I can only understand it, not say it!"

Even though Lei Zhe had observed this mural more than once, he was still amazed in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the highest row of dense spiritual positions again, the lonely blank tablet.

"Is it unwilling, or not daring, is there an enemy in the world that is difficult for him to resist or even fear?"

With a flash of thought, Lei Zhe personally put away the spirit cards of his uncle and cousin, and turned to face the people with different eyes but all looking forward to it.

"You may be seated. ”

The straw futon gathered together, sackcloth filial piety.

Lei Zhe also knelt down between Lei Bin and Anvil Gong, with more than 30 elders on the left and right, and at the door directly opposite were the centurions and ten-captains of the tribe headed by Lei Shu and Lei Fu.

Lei Shu's father and son, who have become guilty, frequently exchange glances with most of the elders, which means that it is self-evident.

However, the next moment, Lei Zhe's opening words made Lei Zhe's father and son look stagnant: "God is jealous of talents, uncle and brother unfortunately died, the kid feels young and ignorant, his virtue is shallow, and he can't shoulder the heavy responsibility of the clan, so he has repeatedly decided that after I succeed to the patriarch, all the elders and clan elders will form a clan elder association and take charge of the patriarchal power on my behalf......"

As soon as these words came out, the elders suddenly exchanged heads and ears, and most of the elders who had just been eyebrow-raising with Lei Shu's father and son avoided the sight of their father and son, and the rest also sat upright, not squinting, and made up their minds not to say a word.

The father and son glanced at each other, and they both saw the resentment and discouragement in the depths of each other's eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, Lei Zhe inadvertently saw Yan Bo's relieved expression behind him, and he didn't know if he saw that the position of the patriarch had finally settled, or if he was glad that his "tyrant" was willing to respect the opinions of the elders, and couldn't help but smile slightly: You are too happy!

In fact, Lei Zhe knew that these elders were not so much bent on supporting Lei Yu's father and son as the patriarch, but rather unwilling to be lonely, and wanted to take advantage of the gap in the alternation of power to show their sense of existence, and strive for the right to speak and the interests behind the right to speak......

No matter how deep it is, it just doesn't want to see the patriarch's family dominate and collect all the rights, so they support Lei Shu, Lei Fei and the patriarch respectively, so that they have a chance to fish when the water is muddy.

In this way, Lei Zhe prescribed the right medicine, and suddenly disintegrated the hard-working communication between Lei Zhe and his son, which is also the reason why Lei Zhe never put these elders in his eyes.

As for only getting the name of the patriarch, and giving up the real power of the patriarch to these bad old men, it is an important part of Lei Zhe's thoughtful and already planned important part.

After all, he is too young, he has no strength, no prestige, and no prestige, so instead of giving orders in the name of the patriarch and being blocked, suspicious, and criticized everywhere, it is better to rule with a bow and brake quietly.

In the tradition of Great China, a person is a dragon, and a group of people are insects!

More than 30 energetic old men got together, each with their own thoughts, and they were not convinced by each other, what could they do?

Seeing that the situation was very good at the beginning, Lei Zhe immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Since there is no opposition, then from now on, all the elders will be promoted to a member of the clan elders' association, and officially begin to exercise their right to deliberate, the first topic is, how to vote on each agenda item at the clan elders' meeting?"

Before the words fell, an old man couldn't wait to say: "Of course, one person has one signature, and the minority obeys the majority!"

"Good!"

"That's great!"

……

Immediately, many old men agreed.

"This is not true...... another old man with white hair, who seems to be nearly 100 years old, slapped his cane, and his voice trembled with excitement: "When the number of signatures is based on the number of years, one person over 60 years old, one person over 70 years old two signs, more than 80 years old one person three signatures, and more than 90 years old one person four signatures......

"That's fine!"

"That's a good idea!"

……

The older old men immediately chimed in.

The situation got out of control and soon turned into a vegetable market-like cacophony and spitting on each other.

Lei Shu's father and son watched and listened, their faces became more and more stinky, but no one paid attention to them anymore.

Yan Bo's heart that had just been put down lifted again, and immediately turned into a bitter smile, and he really couldn't have any hope for these old men.

Seeing that the first clan elder conference gradually evolved into mutual revelations and personal attacks, and when many ten masters who could only watch and could not speak shook their heads, Lei Zhe coughed luckily: "All clan elders, this discussion will be put aside first, and the top priority is the sacrificial ceremony of the younger generation to succeed the patriarch...... It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, prepare the sacrifice today, and hold the sacrifice tomorrow?"

The old men glanced at each other and nodded in unison: "Very good!" looked like they couldn't wait to determine Lei Zhe's position as the patriarch, and then exercise the patriarchal power for him.

Seeing this, Lei Bin almost turned his back on him, and finally completely despaired.

However, what made him even more desperate was yet to come.

Lei Zhe smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "Now that the tragic death of Patriarch Zhuang is unknown, who will preside over the investigation? There is also the position of Uncle Redundant's centurion unresolved, who will ...... it?"

The old man, who was nearly a hundred years old, couldn't help but rush and said: "Patriarch, this matter is important, we must think about it in the long run, and we must not be in a hurry......

Yin Ran looked like he had the right to speak and was determined to get a piece of the pie.

Lei Zhe bared his teeth and smiled at Lei Zhen, causing his cheeks to tremble and close his eyes, and the whole person's fighting spirit was completely lost, and then he said leisurely: "All the elders are planning things, discuss slowly, and the kid is waiting for the ...... instructions."

When the dust settled, he was certainly not in a hurry.

From beginning to end, Lei Shu's father and son were defeated without saying a word, and they had no chance to turn over.

Lei Bin squinted his eyes and glanced at Lei Zhe beside him, took a deep breath, and secretly gritted his teeth: "Every time this kid makes a move, he is unexpected, but he hits the key point directly, and he will hit the ...... It's like a master of swordsmanship, or a master of the art of war!"

"The matter has come to this, if this kid is pressing, my father and son can only take risks......"

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, and a clansman hurriedly came in to report: "Oh no...... The Zhuang family has been attacked again!"

Lei Bin, Lei Shu father and son glanced at each other, and suddenly felt uneasy.