Thunderclap!

A bolt from the blue!

Gongzi Jun is dead! The patriarch is dead...... The bodies of the two were transported back to the mountain in the early hours of this morning and then at noon!

The vast majority of the Lei clan people were stunned by this earth-shattering news, and when they came back to their senses, they felt that the already gloomy sky in winter Japan was even more depressing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

The elderly people could not help but be worried and lamented, and they still vividly remembered the chaotic storm when the old patriarch passed on the throne seven or eight years ago, when the three centurions who had been heroic and many warriors of great reputation all fell to a bloody end in the storm.

Regardless of the branch or faction they belong to, even the dullest people are afraid of such a storm, the difference is only that some people try to avoid it but cannot get it, some people go with the flow and follow the light, and of course, there are also people who rise to the challenge and take the initiative to participate, intending to win a place.

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"Are my aunt and cousin awake?"

Under the service of Yan Bo, Lei Zhe asked with a complicated expression while putting on a sackcloth filial piety robe.

For the two weak women who have always been carefully cared for, the infinite grief of losing two flesh-and-blood relatives at once, like the sky falling, fainting, is their most helpless, but most suitable self-protection.

"Wake up, I'm awake, but I can't cry, I can't move......"

Yan Bo said in a low voice, and in half a day, his already gray hair became more frosty, and his body was also a lot more rickety.

Looking at Lei Zhe, who didn't have a single tear, Yan Bo couldn't help frowning, no one knew better than him the grievances between the patriarch and Lei Zhe's father and son, but Lei Zhe's coldness to be so indifferent to the death of his uncle and cousin still made him feel very uncomfortable.

In any case, this is always an era of filial piety first!

An unfilial superior, no matter how wise and martial, will not be able to win the heartfelt love of the people around him after all.

seemed to see through Yan Bo's thoughts, Lei Zhe pulled out a stiff expression on his face that seemed to cry but not cry, and seemed to laugh but not laugh, which made Yan Bo stunned, and then in Yan Bo's incomprehensible eyes, he took out a golden needle from his waist and quickly pricked it in Qingming and Yingxiang in his eyes.

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Lack of acting skills, equipment to make up for it!"

Lei Zhe scolded two sentences, inhaled the cold air vigorously, and poured it directly into his nasal cavity, and a tingling sensation rushed into the nasolacrimal duct, and in an instant, the snot overflowed, and tears filled his eyes and ran down his cheeks...... A grief-stricken and crying look!

Yan Bo's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, he really didn't know what to say, in fact, he really wanted to ask: Gongzi used the acupuncture technique passed down by Er's father to this kind of thing, I don't know how Er's father under Jiuquan feels?

With everything in place, Lei Zhe followed Yan Bo straight to the mourning hall in the front yard.

It's not that he's really ruthless, it's that he's a human being, and there seems to be a hazy chasm between him and any of his blood relatives in this body, and all emotions seem to be real and plain.

It's no wonder that his uncle, who regards him as a thorn in his side, not to mention, his cousin Lei Jun has always treated him well, and he is also happy to see Lei Jun successfully inherit the position of patriarch, and now that Lei Jun has died young, he is certainly a little sad and emotional, but it is far from the level of crying.

What's more, he got the news two days earlier, and it is really difficult for him to cry today.

At this moment, what he thinks in his heart is his own medical skills, thanks to the medical knowledge of the 21st century, his medical skills have laid a solid foundation in a few years, as if just now he was so lightly pierced Qingming, Yingxiang *** stimulation of nasolacrimal ducts This kind of small trick is just a gesture.

However, this is a strange world where true qi exists after all, and only by making full use of true qi can we break through the traps of ordinary acupuncture and surgery, and achieve many therapeutic effects that are unbelievable in the eyes of ordinary people.

From the perspective of the meridians and blood qi advocated by ancient physicians, although there are thousands of diseases and injuries in the world, all of which are caused by the injury or occlusion of the meridians, as long as the meridians are unblocked, the disease will heal itself, and the injuries will heal themselves.

And to repair or open up the meridians, there is no more clever means than the perfect combination of true qi and acupuncture!

"The delay in cultivating True Qi has indeed seriously delayed my entry into both martial arts and medical skills...... That thing, we have to get it as soon as possible!"

Lei Zhe muttered in his heart, but on the surface, he hid his face and cried all the way, and tears were sprinkled in the sky, which caused the servants and clansmen in the house to sigh, and they all praised Gongzi Zhe for repaying his grievances with virtue and filial piety.

Those who are interested may have noticed that most people have quietly changed their previous alienated attitude towards Gongzizhe, and they have become more respectful and flattering in their every move.

The mourning hall is solemn, the white flags are heavy, the green smoke is swirling, and the atmosphere is solemn.

When Lei Zhe arrived, the anvil of the blacksmith house, Lei Shu, Lei Fei and other middle and high-level clans were already impressively listed, all with their eyes lowered and their expressions sad and solemn.

The leader is actually a bearded old man who looks six or seven points similar to Lei Shu, and he is majestic, it is Lei Bin, the father of Lei Shu, who is now the oldest and most powerful old man in the clan.

At the moment when Lei Zhe raised his leg and stepped towards the threshold, he suddenly felt a heat on his face, as if he had been directly hit by the scorching sun, and when he looked up, it was Lei Bin who stared at him suddenly, and the essence in his eyes flashed, and at the same time, an invisible but substantial huge pressure fell on him out of thin air, making his body stiff, like falling into the quagmire.

"This old guy is so shameless...... Not only did he give me a dismount, but he also wanted me to fall on the threshold and make a fool of myself in public!"

Lei Zhe scolded secretly, and immediately looked at the nose and nose, the nose looked at the heart, the heart depended on each other, and the Dharma eye was hidden, but he actually condensed his will with great perseverance and tacitly used the heart method......

Yan Bo, who was a little half a step behind, couldn't help but look fierce when he saw Lei Bin bullying the small with such a big thing, and he was about to step forward to protect Lei Zhe when he gathered his true qi, but he saw that Lei Zhe's face remained sad, but he crossed the threshold firmly and steadily under his feet, and seemed to be ignorant of Lei Bin's powerful momentum.

The corners of Lei Bin's eyes shrank, the surprise on his face disappeared at once, and he quietly collected his momentum, Lei Anvil, Lei Hong, and Lei Fu saw it in their eyes, and their minds also moved slightly, and they were quite surprised by Lei Zhe's performance.

They didn't know that if they really did it, Lei Zhe would naturally not be the enemy of any of them, but if they wanted to use this kind of spiritual momentum to force Lei Zhe to comply, they really miscalculated.

It must be known that Lei Zhe's unique mind method is the most important to meditate and guard the mind, abandon delusions, and not be moved by external objects, and his concentration is far stronger than Lei Bin and others expected.

The strategy of surrendering the army without a fight can not be of much use to Lei Zhe.

"I've seen your grandfathers and uncles......

"Child's Day Mourning ......"

After Lei Zhe whimpered and saluted, he knelt on the futon in the middle and kowtowed, and then began to pay tribute to the spirits step by step, and solemnly returned the salute to the clansmen who came in one by one to offer incense and worship......

He had already done something similar three years ago, and he was very familiar with it, even if Lei Bin and his son had a critical eye, they couldn't make any mistakes.

After half a ring, the haggard aunt and cousin, who were crying with pear blossoms and rain, finally reluctantly arrived with the support of the servants, and the cries of a group of women inside and outside the hall suddenly became louder and heartbreaking.

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At nightfall.

The aunt and cousin, who had been crying again, were sent back to the room......

Lei Zhe knelt alone in front of the two coffins, motionless, the candlelight flickered, and the shadows cast on the ground behind him flickered and flickered, swaying left and right, like a demon with teeth and claws, making the mourning hall even more eerie.

Yan Bo came in at this time, "Childe, it's time to eat......"

"Don't be in a hurry to eat," Lei Zhe was expressionless, "According to the secret clan rules, now this son is the only person who is qualified to take charge of that thing...... Yanbo, what do you say?"

Yan Bo hesitated, "That thing can't run, why should Childe be in such a hurry?"

Lei Zhe turned his head to look at him, his eyes were cold, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent, "If it is not my race, its heart will be different...... Yan Bo, are you determined to betray my Lei clan, I don't know what kind of benefits the mountain barbarian chief has promised you?"

Uncle Yan was shocked, "Why did Childe say this?"

It's no wonder that he embarrassed a hairy boy, it's too heavy, no matter how strong his martial arts are, how prestigious he is in the patriarch's mansion, he has an irreparable injury, and it is also the reason why the patriarchs of the past generations are not afraid of his betrayal, that is, he is not a member of the Lei clan!

The prefix of the word "rock" in the name represents his mountain bloodline.

When he was three years old, the patriarch of the previous Lei clan exterminated his small mountain tribe, took him back captive, and made him a slave in the patriarch's mansion...... After thirty years of hard work and hard work, he finally became the patriarch's butler, and he has been doing it for more than 20 years, knowing most of the patriarch's secrets and powers.

But that doesn't mean he can deceive his little master or do whatever he wants!

Shanman's bloodline decides, he can only cling to the patriarch's master's side, once he deviates from the lineage, Lei Shu, Lei Fu and other branches will not trust him, and now only Lei Zhe yells at the outside world, saying that he has betrayed the Lei clan, then all his current power and prestige will disappear, and Lei Shu, Lei Fu and others don't mind taking the opportunity to strangle him.

What he was most afraid of was never the coercion and temptation of Lei Bin, Lei Shu, Lei Fu and others, but the distrust of the new master Lei Zhe!

It was because Lei Zhe saw this point that he had no fear and spoke harshly to him.

Unless he is really determined to defect, he can only serve Lei Zhe diligently in the future, just like he served the previous two patriarchs.

Lei Zhe's tone became more and more cold: "You didn't betray my clan, that means that you only betrayed me, or did you deceive me when I was young and wanted to blackmail me to order the whole clan?"

"Childe's words are serious......"

Yan Bo's face changed again, in fact, he also knew that Lei Zhe might not really doubt his loyalty, but was just threatening him to hand over that thing as soon as possible, and by the way, pinch him, let him understand who is the master and who is the servant, and let him abide by the dignity and humility of the upper and lower levels.

"Childe, the old slave does know where the thing is, but the key to open the thing is in the hands of the lady......"

Lei Zhe frowned, "It's just a small lock, even if it's made of meteoric iron, what if it's made of meteoric iron, with Yanbo's skills, why can't you do it?" This son's patience is limited, and he can't tolerate repeated excuses and pastimes!"

"The old slave understands ......"

Yan Bo bowed and retreated.

He did understand that the patriarch's father and son were newly mourned, and Lei Zhe was unwilling to ask his aunt for the key in person, but wanted him to be this wicked person, thinking that he would vote for his name.