Lu Qingxi squeezed out a tired smile and nodded slightly.

Wu Jiao turned slightly, glanced at the sky outside the window, and frowned.

It's afternoon, and at this time of year, His Majesty has already returned with a hunting party.

I don't know why, Wu Jiao has been feeling unsettled since noon, and always feels as if something is about to happen. Two hours ago, he sent a patrol to the North Mountain Hunting Grounds, and if an accident really happened, up to five hundred elite fighters should be able to control the situation.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

In a moment, several tall figures rushed in from outside, led by the patrol leader who had been sent before, his face was covered with sweat, and his nervous and frightened expression became more and more terrifying with heavy breathing.

Wu Jiao's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but get up from his chair, and at the same time, the patrol leader also fell to one knee and let out a terrified shout.

"Great Power Teacher...... Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... "He ran wildly all the way, out of breath.

"What's wrong with Your Majesty?" Wu Jiao's face was full of urgency.

"Your Majesty is dead." The captain finally adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, gasped and said, "Everyone...... All dead. ”

"What did you say?" Lu Qingxi and Wu Jiao exclaimed at the same time.

Despite the secret hidden in the heart of the Lord of the Stag, he was still shocked by this sudden news, and his face turned pale.

Your Majesty is dead?

All dead?

The national master Wu Jiao opened his mouth wide and stood in place, as if his soul had drifted away from his body, leaving only a useless skin.

“…… Great Powers ...... Great power teacher? ”

The patrol leader pulled him back from the depths of his astonishment with a trembling voice.

His neck was stiff, and the old witch horn twisted with difficulty, looked at the captain with distracted eyes, and asked hoarsely: "...... All dead...... You...... What do you mean? ”

"We found a large number of dead people in the Beishan Hunting Grounds, and after careful identification, we found His Majesty and the four princes, as well as the patriarchs, including the guards, and none of them were alive." The patrol leader knew that he couldn't say a word at such a time, and he controlled his beating heart and kept his tone as steady as possible.

"Pass my orders and have all the Commanders come over at once."

"Send two thousand guards to the Beishan hunting ground, closely guard the scene of the incident, no one is allowed to enter without my order, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

"The whole city is under martial law, and the door is closed."

Wu Jiao, who came to his senses, released a powerful aura and quickly issued three orders, and the guards around him followed the orders. He stared at the patrol leader and asked seriously, "Do you know who did it?" ”

"Yuguoshi, no traces of the army's attack were found at the scene." The captain wiped his forehead drenched in cold sweat: "There are footprints of wild beasts everywhere, according to my analysis, Your Majesty they should have encountered wolves." ”

"Wolves?" Wu Jiao cried out in disbelief: "This is Stag City, and the North Mountain Hunting Ground is not a deserted place, how can there be wolves?" ”

The captain didn't argue, he said in a low voice: "Please also ask the national teacher to come and see for yourself." ”

"Wait!"

Wu Jiao's eyes shone with shrewdness. He turned around and glanced at the other side of the table, raised his hand and pointed to Lu Qingxi, who was sitting on the chair, and said coldly, "Arrest him." ”

Several guards immediately rushed over, grabbed Lu Qingxi's shoulders respectively, and pressed him on the table.

It was so unexpected, the defenseless Lu Qingxi was suddenly stunned, he struggled to raise his head, glared at Wu Jiao and screamed: "What do you mean by this, Great Master?" What did I do wrong? ”

"Don't try so hard, I'm letting you catch him, not killing him!" Wu Jiao hurriedly stopped the guards' rude movements: "Tie him up, keep him alone, and no one is allowed to approach him without my orders." Kill the violators! ”

After saying this, Wu Jiao stared at Lu Qingxi with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through his whole person alive.

"You didn't attend the previous banquet."

"You've been sick since you came to Bucks City."

"You are the only patriarch who did not participate in the hunt and did not go out with His Majesty."

"According to the law, if Your Majesty dies, without appointing an heir to the throne, all the princes shall rule together for one year, from among which a new successor shall be elected. If there is no prince of direct blood, the tribal chiefs rule together, and a new king is publicly elected the following year. ”

"They are all dead, but you are alive. There is no doubt that you will be the biggest profiteer, and possibly even the new king deer. ”

Lu Qingxi trembled violently, his face was pale, and he looked at Wu Jiao's eyes as if he saw a ghost: "You...... Do you suspect I did it? ”

"I have no evidence, I don't know anything now." Wu Jiao said in a deep voice: "But you must admit that you are the most suspicious. ”

Lu Qingxi struggled hard, he roared viciously, and his voice was hoarse: "It's not me!" I swear in the name of the gods, it's not me! ”

Wu Jiao looked at him for half a minute.

"Maybe I'm wrong, and I really hope it's not you. To be honest, I don't want to see the whole community torn apart because of this. I'll go find out now. As for you...... Be honest and prove your innocence with practical actions. ”

Before leaving, Wu Jiao suddenly stopped, turned around again, and stared at Lu Qingxi with Sen Leng and fierce eyes.

"It's better that this matter has nothing to do with you. Otherwise...... I swear in the name of the gods, you will die a terrible death. ”

……

The cold wind howled, and the bloody red ice slag flew up from the ground and drifted into the distance.

Four groups of troops were mobilized successively, with a total of more than 7,000 deer warriors, to surround the entire Beishan hunting ground.

With a grim expression, Wu Jiao led a group of commanders and ministers into the dense forest, where the perimeter had been cleared by soldiers and a cordon had been established, and the search area was expanding, extending more than ten kilometers to the north.

Corpses were everywhere, scattered pieces of flesh long frozen, exposed to the air in the form of stiff ice. Broken bones, severed limbs, and shredded clothes of different shapes were everywhere, and blood-stained weapons and arrows were scattered all over the forest.

Wu Jiao's face turned pale, and under the guidance of a commander, he came to a mangled corpse and slowly crouched down.

The deceased's abdomen was torn open, the two rows of ribs were no longer neat, most of them were gnawed off, all the internal organs of the chest and abdominal cavity were hollowed out, the remaining intestines were dragged more than ten meters away, and the dark yellow feces were mixed with black blood.

Several soldiers gathered around from nearby and gathered fragments of the stumps they had found from various places to reassemble the remains. It's just that the body fragments are too few and too messy, and they can only be barely spliced according to the clothes of the deceased, and the soldiers have no experience in this area, so they can see that some of the stumps do not belong to the deceased.

Witchhorn bent down and picked up the head that was sitting above the corpse's shoulder.

Only half of it was left, an eyeball was gone, bones were exposed from inside the muscle and fat, and the pulp in the cranial cavity had frozen hard and was no longer loose.

The remnants of the skull had a black spot on the side and a whitish scar. With these two characteristics, Wu Jiao recognized that this was Lufeng Country.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......" he wept and broke his heart.

All four princes died, and all the wounds proved that they did not die of murder, but of the bite of real beasts.

The patriarchs were all dead, and there were no traces of the weapons fighting at the scene, only countless beast paw prints.

Only the bite of the black howling wolf can cause such terrible damage, if it is a human murder, there is no need to be so troublesome, an arrow can shoot a person to death, a knife into the body can be fatal, only wild beasts will tear their prey into pieces, they prefer soft internal organs, because there are no bones, carnivores especially like the fishy smell from the prey, just like pepper, star anise, ginger, garlic on the taste of the dish, they feel that it is a delicacy, better than ordinary meat.

Compared to the dead, the number of dead wolves is not large, only forty-three. The large number of animal footprints remaining on the ground indicates that the wolves are leaving in a northerly direction. They're well fed, and this highly cooperative beast never stays in an unfamiliar environment for long, they hit and go, and it's hard to determine their whereabouts unless they find their nest.

"Why are there wolves here? And a pack of wolves with such a large number? The national teacher Wujiao cried very sadly, choked up and asked.

There was silence, and no one could answer the question. For the safety of the royal family, the hunting grounds of the North Mountain have been cleaned up for many years, and once a predatory herd is discovered, the army immediately dispatches to besiege and kill them on the spot. Occasionally, lone beasts enter, and they cannot pose a threat to hunters with more than 100 people.

"Arrest the people who were in charge of hunting for prey and surveying before." Wu Jiao wiped away his tears, sniffled vigorously, and said viciously: "The whole city is searched, if any of them escape, even if it is the end of the world, they will be captured by me." ”

This order had been given three hours earlier, and the people had already caught it, no less. The Royal Guard is responsible for supervising and no one is allowed to interfere.

Witch Horn is very shrewd and is the first wise man of the Deer Clan. He always thinks of the best way to deal with an incident and find hidden loopholes.

But this time, in the face of the remains everywhere, he felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

All traces indicate that this was not a conspiracy, but a real accident.

If you want to murder Your Majesty, there are too many ways, and there is no need to be so troublesome, along with several princes and patriarchs. What's more, all the evidence at the scene shows that this was done by wolves, even if the guy who planned the conspiracy had the intention of plotting for the throne, who could control so many beasts?

Does he have special abilities comparable to those of a god?

Well, there is only one possibility left———— it was already known that there was such a large wolf pack, and it may have been lured into the North Mountain hunting ground in some way. If this is the case, then all those responsible for patrolling the hunting grounds are suspicious.

Even if one of them escaped, there was enough evidence that it was a conspiracy.

Unfortunately, the guards followed the list to capture all the Raiders of the Hunting Grounds, and none of them resisted during the capture, and there was no evidence that anyone in the upper echelons of the Deer Clan was involved in the incident.

Wu Jiao has always been vigorous and resolute in doing things.

The men he sent had already completed the preliminary interrogation, and the results were disappointing, and no one confessed, and they were willing to bite off their fingers, stick knives into their bodies, and take the harshest blood oath to prove their innocence.

In the eyes of the northern barbarians, oaths, especially blood vows of this magnitude, are far more important than any form of temptation of profit, and "ancestors and gods will watch you" is by no means meaningless empty words.

Wu Jiao was disappointed, but at the same time felt extremely happy.

In all fairness, he really hoped it was an accident.

The conspiracy is so dirty, if it is really aimed at the high-level of the Deer Clan, for the entire clan, it is no less than a catastrophe of destruction that the sky and the earth are falling apart.

All the adult royal family members are dead, the patriarch is also dead, and the remaining qualified bloodline heirs are too young to be forcibly put on the throne, which will only attract more covetousness. When the time comes, the ethnic groups are divided, and a new round of civil war breaks out...... It's a frightening situation just to think about.

A commander approached Wu Jiao's side and asked in a low voice, "Great Master, the matter has been clarified, and the death of Your Majesty was indeed caused by wolves. Now the king of the stag is still locked up in the city, isn't it ......"

At this point, he stopped talking.

Except for Lu Qingxi, everyone who was eligible to compete for the throne died.

He's a real lucky guy.

Wu Jiao slowly stood up from the ground, he looked up at the dark jungle in the distance, and a trace of desolation appeared on his old face: "Is this really the arrangement of the gods?" ”

The national teacher was a little moved, and in the face of the multiple-choice question of ethnic stability and all-out war, he would only choose the former.

In all fairness, he doesn't like Lu Qingxi very much.

The young king of the stag gave him an unapproachable strangeness, or even a potential hostility.

Wu Jiao knew Lu Qingyuan and knew that Lu Qingxi was the youngest son of the previous king of the buck.

Wu Jiao also knew Lu Qingdong, and he admired the young man who was a little shy, down-to-earth and hardworking, and did more than talking. As a national teacher, Wu Jiao knew that Lu Qingyuan didn't like his eldest son, and he kept persuading him, hoping that the elderly king of the bucks would change his mind.

Only unity is the foundation for a strong ethnic group.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingxi surpassed the two brothers in front of him and became the new king of the bucks.

Lu Qingyuan died.

Is there a conspiracy?

Wu Jiao didn't bother to care so much. The person is already dead, even if Lu Qingxi really does something hurtful, he is now the king of the stag in the true sense, even if he kills him, it will not help. On the other hand, even if there is evidence that he killed his brother and father, Wu Jiao can only pretend not to see it———— who can guarantee that the new stag patriarch who gets Lu Qingxi down and then replaces him will do a better job than him? At least he was smart, and at least no one could charge him with weighty incriminating evidence.

To his family, he may be guilty.

On the other hand, for the stability and development of the community, it does require a smart and scheming leader.

This time, the entire royal family of the Lu clan was killed, and it should not have been done by Lu Qingxi.

He had suffered from the wind chill early.

Being sick is hard to disguise. Wu Jiao is a national teacher, proficient in medical skills, just reach out and feel the pulse, look at the other person's face to know if he is lying about "sick".