Chapter 457 Invite the Saint to the table
Lei Ao once expressed his love to Sisi in the street. Sisi had a fight with Lei Ao in the street on the grounds that "the rules of the tribes are here, let's see if you can beat me."
Although Lei Ao is known as the eighth or ninth level of Xuan Guan, Sisi is almost at this level now. On the surface, it seems to be about the same. But when it came to the exquisiteness of his moves, Lei Ao was really not worthy of carrying Sisi's shoes. He was beaten with teeth all over the floor without any suspense - in a physical sense, a tooth was really knocked out with a slap.
Nearly everyone in Xizhou Town knew about this, and Zhao Changhe heard about it from Sisi when he first arrived.
Hmm, thinking about it now, I don’t know if Sisi’s eagerness to say this was an explanation to avoid suspicion? Maybe it doesn't mean that, but don't take it for granted...
In short, the accident provided the most solid foundation for Zhao Changhe to solve the case. No matter how you can make up your face perfectly, or how you can find someone who looks similar to die for you, it is really not possible to do this with the technology of this era. things to arrive.
If the rejuvenation technique is successful, it may be possible for teeth to grow while the person is alive, but when the person dies, it will really take a **** to come.
This is undoubtedly fake Lei Ao.
The atmosphere in the hall became very strange for a moment. Pan Wan and others began to smile, waiting to see how Lei Zhentang would respond.
No wonder, I really thought he was willing to kill his son... He was reluctant to do so.
Sisi frowned slightly, her expression not very good... She felt that Zhao Changhe exposed it in public and offended Hei Miao to death, thus provoking an undying hatred from her Spiritual Clan. Sisi was not afraid of the black seedlings, but she was not happy that Zhao Changhe had put her tribe in danger without even discussing it. It would also disrupt many of her subsequent arrangements.
I remembered that year in a daze.
I must have tricked him in this way. The events were different, but somewhat similar in nature. No wonder he was so angry at the time.
Sisi smiled bitterly and said nothing. She just forgot about the follow-up plan secretly and fled into the secret realm with her whole family to complete the matter.
It can be regarded as a complete reconciliation with this enemy.
Amidst all the different thoughts, Lei Zhentang slowly spoke: "There is indeed a method of dental implantation in our clan. I planted new teeth on Lei Ao the day before yesterday. Why, this Spirit Clan protector doesn't believe it? Do you want to knock them out? A tooth, let us try to plant one for you? "
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "I fought against Young Master Ling last night..."
Lei Zhentang narrowed his eyes.
I see, no wonder he was sure it was a fake before even seeing the dentist... Because the two of them had fought each other last night, and there might be some injuries on the body that only he knew about, but there were no injuries on this body.
Lei Zhentang subconsciously clenched the handrail, intending to kill this guy immediately when he opened his mouth.
Being tougher and shocking everyone is the last resort. Anyway, the death of his son is just an excuse. It’s time to work together. Pan Wan told Simeng that those who are not united should simply take this opportunity to kill them all, even though the consequences will be extremely serious. It's so big that I can't even care about it.
As a result, Zhao Changhe stopped talking, but did not follow up. He did not reveal what kind of wounds he had left, but said: "Actually, regardless of whether this is Mr. Ling or a substitute, it is right that the Xia people want to kill Mr. Ling. After all, this Qi Siyuan personally confessed... that he killed the wrong person does not affect the essence of the matter. "
Lei Zhentang was dumbfounded, why did he help me speak up and make so much sense? He also appropriately helped and gave a reason to be a "stand-in" instead of acting on his own...
Sisi was also stunned, looking at Zhao Changhe's back thoughtfully.
He probably didn’t think too much at first and just wanted to expose this nonsense, but as he said it, he thought it would be detrimental to her tribe, so he gave in...
This is indeed the case.
Zhao Changhe originally wanted to expose it. He suspected that Qi Siyuan was the one who was really bewitched, but everyone only checked whether the body had any poison and whether it was a fake death. No one went to check Qi Siyuan... But he swallowed the words again, because Thinking of how it would be extremely detrimental to Sisi's tribe if he stood out like this, it was too much.
I wonder if this is because Zhao Changhe, who has always been unruly, refused to expose an obviously false case and instead followed the twists and turns... Sisi looked at it and suddenly laughed at herself.
Perhaps he is overthinking it. When has he ever cared about this maid?
But Zhao Changhe said: "If our tribes rise up to fight against the tyranny of the Xia people, what needs to be done? Does Chief Lei have a charter?"
Lei Zhentang couldn't figure out what this guy wanted to do, so he said cautiously: "Of course, it is to form an alliance of all ethnic groups, elect a leader as the leader, jointly clean up the Xia forces in the territory, and deal with the suppression of Shu County together. Otherwise, each of them will fight. When Zhai Mu's army arrives, they will all be crushed!"
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "So Chief Lei is acting like this... Oh, whether Master Ling is dead or not, Chief Lei has already made up his mind to be the leader of the alliance, right?"
How could Lei Zhentang recognize such words? He had no choice but to say: "Where does that come from? I am just gathering friends. As for who will be the leader of the alliance, of course it depends on everyone's recommendation."
Immediately, a friendly leader of the ethnic group shouted: "I will nominate Chief Lei! Hei Miao was originally from the clan of the former king, and his roots were upright and Miao Hong was the most powerful. Chief Lei's personal strength was also the best among all. In addition to Chief Lei, there were also Who can be the leader?"
Someone said sarcastically: "What, do you want to restore the Miao Kingdom?"
Everyone looked up, but the leader of the Miao people in white sneered: "The Xia people are tyrannical, how can the Hei Miao be better? It has only been a few decades, and they have forgotten what the Hei Miao King did back then? You, you, and you..."
He pointed in a circle: "Your ancestors were kidnapped and sacrificed alive. You have forgotten about it, right?"
The Bai ethnic group is the original Bai Miao. They are a super-rich ethnic group here and have great influence. The leader of the Bai tribe sneered: "The Xia people are not good people, and neither are you Hei Miao. There is no problem in joining the alliance to fight against Xia. As long as you are not the leader of the alliance, I can recognize the alliance. Otherwise, you and I will break up and let's fight first." !”
The Panwan Yao tribe is also a big tribe here, and they did not give in to Lei Zhentang. He answered coldly: "So, does Chief Lei want to call for the common people to resist the tyranny of the Xia people, or does he want to do something on his own? I just need to see if you want to be the leader of the alliance." ”
Lei Zhentang began to sneer.
Some of the various tribes here have been secretly subdued by him, and most of them are just small tribes drifting with the crowd. He is looking for an excuse to take action against these widespread small ethnic groups. Otherwise, if he relies solely on force, the foundation will not be solid enough and things will be difficult to do in the future. Therefore, if Zhao Changhe had exposed him before and needed to be brutally suppressed, this would be the next best option.
However, the truth has not been revealed at this time, and his "righteousness" is still there, so don't be afraid. The Bai and Yao people are mentally prepared for this kind of thorn. As long as they are killed here, others will not have much resistance. After all, it will take some iron fists to get things to this point.
Just when he was about to take action, the "Si Laoye" walked leisurely towards Qi Siyuan: "Let me take a look at the Gu..."
“Wait a minute!” Lei Zhentang took a deep breath: “Whatever you want to say, you might as well say it directly.”
“It’s nothing, I suddenly thought, everyone said they would work together to fight against the Xia people, but they are in a quarrel among themselves, and maybe we have to fight a few more battles first, so why bother?”
Lei Zhentang said coldly: "What do you think of Protector Si?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Why not choose five major clans to form a parliament and vote on everything?"
Lei Zhentang twitched his cheeks, he really didn’t want to mess around like this.
But this person held the trump card. One moment, the body was unharmed, and the next, he wanted to see if Qi Siyuan had been poisoned. But when he revealed it, everything collapsed.
His finger flicked secretly, and a thin needle of ox hair struck Zhao Changhe's ribs silently.
Zhao Changhe seemed to have been prepared for it. With a gentle breeze, the needle pricked his sleeve and gave him another piece of evidence.
I'm not afraid that people will have a brain to have trouble. What is afraid of is that the person who has the brain is still a master.
Lei Zhentang stared at Zhao Changhe closely, and then said after a long while: "Do the nobles have the final say as guardians? Are they plenipotentiary on behalf of the saint?"
Sisi had already understood the trick here and smiled like a flower: "He represents me."
“Okay.” Lei Zhentang finally said, “Do you two of the Bai and Yao tribes have any other opinions?”
The two clan leaders looked at each other and knew that if they tried to argue, blood would be spilled on the spot. This Silaoye's proposal was already the best benefit for everyone, so they all shook their heads: "That's fine."
Lei Zhentang secretly thought that the Bai and Yao tribes were the only two tribes. As long as they could occupy the other three seats, their proposal would be to take off their pants and fart, so he said: "Then the five tribes will join together and everyone can start making recommendations."
The place began to become chaotic, and everyone's words and my words were extremely noisy.
Sisi approached Zhao Changhe and whispered: "Based on the strength of the ethnic groups, it is very likely that the Black Miao, Yi, Bai, and Yao people occupy the four seats. No matter how much we argue, we can't escape the overall strength ranking. The fifth seat It’s worth fighting for... At least it’s hard for there to be a force that clearly surpasses all ethnic groups. Since you are proposing this kind of motion, you must have an idea of giving it to whom? "
Zhao Changhe asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to fight?"
"Me?" Sisi looked strange: "There are only a few hundred people in my clan here."
“Then which other race are you afraid of?”
“Apart from these four tribes, I’m actually not afraid of anyone else.”
"Then why don't you fight?" Zhao Changhe whispered: "I was negligent before and shouted too quickly, which caused you trouble. I'm very sorry... Then I have to compensate you..."
Looking at him carefully.
Zhao Changhe continued: "How about I give you a seat... In the future, your spirit tribe will make a big move out of seclusion, and this will be your base."
Sisi was silent for a while: "How to argue?"
It happened that Lei Zhentang was also asking: "Everyone is recommending Si Dharma Protector, why don't you nominate an ethnic group you like?"
Zhao Changhe responded: "Why don't you avoid relatives in internal promotions? Let's recommend my spirit clan to occupy this fifth seat."
The hall became quiet again, looking at Zhao Changhe as if it was a miracle.
Zhao Changhe turned a blind eye and said calmly: "I see who just said that Chief Lei is the most powerful...it means that everyone not only recognizes the overall strength of the clan, but also respects the strong, right?"
Lei Zhentang smiled and said: "That's right, how do you like it?"
"Choke!" Zhao Changhe held the long sword in his hand: "Whoever defeats me, please sit at the fifth seat; if no one defeats me, then please invite the saint of my clan to sit at the seat."
(End of this chapter)