Tengjiazhuang is surrounded by tall wooden fences, and there are clansmen guarding the gate.
"The Hunters are back!" shouted the gatekeeper.
On the martial arts training field within the clan, many clansmen ran over chatting and laughing, but when they saw it, many people's faces changed drastically. The corpses of the clansmen.
Some people died!
"Qiangzi!" A mournful cry sounded.
"Quickly inform the patriarch!" Someone immediately shouted, the voice was very shrill.
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After a while, nearly 2,000 people gathered on the training ground, except for those who were farming in the fields, all of them gathered here. Everyone's expression was very heavy, especially the family members of some dead clansmen, who knelt on the ground crying. The patriarch Teng Yunlong also had a look of sadness on his face.
"This time the hunter team went up the mountain and met the wolf king on patrol! Five hunters died and four were disabled!" Teng Yunlong's voice was low, and there were faint weeping in the crowd.
"Teng Yonglian, Teng Yongqiang, Teng Yongyi..." Teng Yunlong announced five names in one go.
"They died for my Teng clan. The family members of the five of them will be compensated with one hundred taels of silver per family. From today onwards, the clan will support them!" Teng Yunlong's voice didn't seem to fluctuate. It is an old rule that one hundred taels of silver will be compensated for those who die in battle for the clan, and fifty taels of silver will be compensated for those who are disabled, and the family members will be supported by the entire clan.
Teng Qingshan silently watched this scene.
Over the years, although he had heard that the other Zhuangzi had been killed by bandits, he hadn't seen it, only heard about it, and he didn't feel that shocking. Because Tengjiazhuang is a relatively strong big village, generally robbers and bandits don't want to mess with it, and the White Horse Gang takes a year's money.
The clansmen in Tengjiazhuang have been living in peace, and no one has been killed for a long time.
After all, when entering the mountains and encountering the wolf king on tour, it would only happen once in decades.
"Light it up!" Teng Yunlong's voice suddenly came to mind, waking Teng Qingshan awake.
cremation.
This is the rule of the clan.
Flames shot up into the sky one after another, and the corpses placed on the wood were once familiar elders of the clan. Crying sounded all around, but more people watched all this quietly. Because they have experienced deeper and more unforgettable sufferings.
They have long known that bloodshed is necessary to survive in this land.
That's why the clansmen have practiced hard since they were young, and there is no day to relax.
*****
The ancestral hall of the Teng family.
"Squeak!" The heavy iron gate was opened, and the family members, holding five boxes of ashes, walked into the ancestral hall, crying.
Teng Qingshan was with his father Teng Yongfan, watching all this quietly. The ancestral hall has a huge space, which is almost the same as that of the armory. There are boxes of urns in the ancestral hall. It can be said that there are thousands of urns in the ancestral hall. The densely packed urns are neatly placed. .
"This is the ashes of my Teng clan's ancestors who died for the clan in the past thousand years." Teng Qingshan also knew this.
Not everyone can enter the shrine.
In the history of the Teng clan for thousands of years, those who died fighting for the clan and those who made contributions to the clan can only enter the ancestral hall after death. And those who are generally mediocre, after death, will be cremated at most, and will not be able to enter the ancestral hall. The name can't be on the 'Teng Clan Monument' either.
"Teng Clan Monument!"
Teng Qingshan looked at the eye-catching ones in the ancestral hall. There are large stone tablets standing one foot high, each stone tablet has densely packed names, and each name represents the ancestors of the Teng clan in history.
"Mingliu Clan Monument." Teng Yunlong said in a low voice.
Immediately, an old man with gray hair walked up to a huge stone tablet with a carving knife and carefully carved the names of five people.
"Woooo..." The low cries of the family members of the deceased made the atmosphere even more sad.
Teng Yunlong walked to the family of the deceased. When the dead were at their strongest, most of their children were teenagers, and the oldest was only twenty years old. Teng Yunlong touched a child's head, and looked at those young men: "Your fathers are all heroes of my Teng clan. They died for the clan. You should be proud of them!"
"En." All the teenagers nodded sharply.
Years later, the teenagers will fight to protect the clan just like their father did. The reason why the Teng clan can survive for thousands of years is because of this indomitable spirit, which has been passed down from generation to generation.
*****
The residence of the patriarch Teng Yunlong, eight people gathered in the hall.
In addition to the patriarch Teng Yunlong, there are also Teng Yonglei, Teng Yongxiang, Teng Yongfan, and three elders in the clan, plus one person—Teng Qingshan!
"Yonglei, you did a good job this time. The wolf king's body, the fur of which ordinary swords can't pierce, especially the body of the wolf king's body is white, and the fur is not damaged at all. This wolf is bigger than a tiger. Wang Pi, many rich and high-ranking people want to buy it, and the price is no lower than that ferret fur!" Teng Yunlong said.
The harvest within the clan this time is indeed not small.
The wolf king's fur is rarer and more precious than the ferret's fur, especially the wolf king's body is snow white.
"The patriarch." Teng Yonglei said, "This time, there are actually Qingshan. If it weren't for him, we could escape at most two or three people this time. Let alone kill the wolf king. Those four wolves and one wolf king, There are more than a hundred wild wolves, but they were all killed by Qingshan."
Many people present looked at Teng Qingshan who was still just a teenager.
Although some clansman died in grief this time, living in this troubled world, after knowing Teng Qingshan's astonishing force, they felt ecstasy in their hearts.
One person killed a hundred wild wolves, four wolves, and one wolf king... What a terrifying powerhouse? And such a strong person is less than ten years old, how powerful will he be when he becomes an adult? The most important thing is... Such a strong man belongs to their Teng clan!
"Qingshan, good job." Teng Yunlong said.
"Fortunately, Qingshan didn't go to Guiyuanzong at the beginning." Teng Yongxiang sighed, "If he was in Guiyuanzong, he might not have such a good marksmanship. This kid Qingshan... thinking alone is better than others." When you know Teng Teng Qingshan's strength was recognized by everyone in Teng Qingshan's record.
The undisputed number one hero in the clan!
Teng Yunlong and some others were also fortunate that they did not send Teng Qingshan back to Yuanzong. If Teng Qingshan was returning to Yuanzong, he would not be able to help the clan at all at that moment. Unless Teng Qingshan holds a high position in Guiyuanzong, it is possible to help the clan. Far water can't quench near thirst, Teng Qingshan is in the clan, of course it will be more helpful to the clan.
"Qingshan's long spear was broken when he was fighting the wolf king, and that spear is too short for Qingshan now." Teng Yongxiang said.
"Well, yes, it's time to change to a long gun, Qingshan, let's go, let's go to the armory now." Teng Yunlong stood up with a smile.
Teng Qingshan also walked towards the armory with everyone.
Back then when he was a six-year-old boy, Teng Qingshan felt a little too long for a seven-foot Qingnan spear. But now he is more than nine years old, and in more than three months, he will be ten years old. His current height is five feet eight inches (1.45 meters). It would be too short to use a seven-foot long spear. Considering his height, the optimum length of a long spear is around seven feet six inches.
The arsenal suddenly opened.
"Qingshan, you choose a long spear." Teng Yunlong said with a smile.
There are a lot of long spears stored in the clan, and there is no need for special refining at all, just to pick and choose.
For wooden spears, even the tallest green nanmu, Teng Qingshan felt that the material was not good enough.
"Here are just ordinary big iron guns, and iron guns! The quality of iron guns is much worse than iron guns, and much lighter." Teng Qingshan walked around, his eyes resting on a iron gun shaft, Stretch out one hand and try to wave it twice, "This iron gun shaft is well crafted, and the weight is just right. With the gun head, it is about two meters. Although it is a little taller, it doesn't affect me. In the future, the body will grow taller. Keep using it for a while."
Teng Qingshan turned his head to look at Teng Yunlong: "Grandpa, just this handle."
"Qingshan, this is a high-quality iron gun. With the tip, the gun is eight feet long and weighs fifty-two catties. If you encounter a group battle, it will consume too much energy. Change it." Teng Yunlong said that human strength is limited. If you wield heavy weapons for a long time, your strength will be exhausted after a long time.
Teng Qingshan smiled: "Just it, no need to change it!"
When Teng Qingshan used the long spear, only part of his muscles were exerting force. This part of the muscle was exerting force while the other part was resting. He probably wouldn't be tired after a day of fighting. With his Xingyi master's ability to control the muscles, bones, and muscles, how could he be tired when playing with a fifty-two-jin spear.
What's more, he still has inner strength!
"Well, I can't say no to you." Teng Yunlong went into the box with a smile, and found the matching gun head. The workmanship of this iron gun is indeed very good. The connection between the gun head and the gun shaft is not a slotted type, but contains a nearly one-foot-long thread, which firmly connects the gun head to the gun shaft.
The red tassel was even more bloody, it was obvious that this iron gun had drunk countless blood.
"Huh?" Teng Qingshan twisted the barrel of the gun in surprise and spun it, splitting the barrel of the gun into two halves.
Teng Yunlong smiled and said: "The barrel of this gun is divided into two parts, and the center is also threaded. Usually, when you are outside, the long spear is too long to get in the way. You can disassemble it. After you use it, connect it again." Teng Qingshan was very satisfied with this skill, and put the iron After the iron spear was connected, it danced casually twice.
"Hoo, hoo!"
Gun shadows flew, with a scream that pierced the air.
"Not bad." Teng Qingshan was even more satisfied. This iron gun has very good toughness. If it is instilled with internal strength, it will be fine to withstand ten thousand catties of strength.
"Patriarch." At this moment, Teng Yonglei who was on the side spoke, with a trace of bitterness on his face, "Now that my left arm is broken, I am no longer suitable to be the leader of the hunter team. From today on, I will stay in the clan. As for the leader of the hunter team, the patriarch, you should also choose another person."
Suddenly the atmosphere changed.
"Yonglei." Teng Yongfan patted Teng Yonglei's shoulder reassuringly, and broke his left arm, which was a very painful thing for a man who is a martial artist.
"Yonglei, you will stay in the clan from now on. As for the leader of the hunter team..." Teng Yunlong turned his head and his eyes fell on Teng Qingshan.
Several other old people present, including Teng Yongfan, Teng Yonglei, and Teng Yongxiang all turned their heads to look at Teng Qingshan.
Teng Qingshan surprised
What do you mean, yourself? I still have three or four months, only ten years old.
"Qingshan!" Teng Yunlong stared at him, "Heroes don't care about youth. In this troubled world, age is not considered, only your strength! From today, you are the leader of the hunter team! You have to remember... you are now our The number one hero of the Teng clan! As the number one person in the clan, you must take responsibility!"
Teng Yongfan also looked at his son: "Qingshan, a man, you must take responsibility! The number one hero in the clan must have the responsibility of being the number one hero. From today onwards, you must learn to take on this responsibility. In the future, the clan will rely on you to lead of!"
"Yes, father." Teng Qingshan suddenly felt that a wave of responsibility fell on him.
In the past, his father, grandfather and others took the lead in solving various problems of the clan, so he could be carefree.
And starting today, he must stand up!