"It's very simple. Do whatever you need to do. Do whatever you need. Do whatever you want. Even if you want to kill, you have to spare no expense." Chun Wanshan smiled fiercely, with a tragic smile in his smile.

The killing aura.

Liang Chen stared at him and nodded, "Okay!" He just spit out this word firmly and vigorously. For his brother to take office, he wouldn't mind even if his hands were covered with blood. Besides, Chunwan

He can also trust Shan’s character. As long as he thinks he should kill, he should kill, there is no doubt.

"I will die in three days. At that time, you go and attend my funeral with Zhang Kai!" After a while of silence, Chun Wanshan said slowly again.

"Hmm?" Liang Chen frowned, a little confused.

"This is also part of our plan." Chun Wanshan looked up at him and smiled sadly, "Maybe, only when I die now can I know who is loyal in this family that was about to be moldy,

Who is the traitor!"

Liang Chen immediately understood the meaning of his words and nodded heavily.

"That's good, then, I'll wait for you." Chun Wanshan laughed, his expression had returned to normal. He patted Liang Chen on the shoulder and said humorously, "Actually, this method is still learned from you.

Come, if it really succeeds, I want to thank you." Then he sighed sadly, "But your enemy comes from the outside, but my enemy comes from the inside."

"No matter where you come from, you will die. It's just a matter of time and time." Liang Chen smiled knowingly and looked up at the sky. The fire in the sky was red, like the wounds in the sky,

color.

The two of them stood there silently and looked at the sunset in the sky for a while, and then walked back to the house, "Come on, our three men drink it for a while, just treat it as the pre-war storm wine, let's see

In this battle, how can we kill thousands of troops and kill him in a dawn!"

"Okay, it's my honor to be able to fight side by side by side with the head of the Chun family." Liang Chen laughed loudly, and the two of them walked into the house hand in hand.

In the room, Zhang Kai had already poured green wine, and the fragrance of wine was deep and mellow, so I wanted to get drunk when I smelled it!

Three days later, a shocking news came from Yicheng. Chun Wanshan, the head of the Chun family, was in a car accident while going out. He was crushed into flesh and blood by a large truck, and not even a complete body was left.

After he came down, he died extremely tragic. In addition, this also caused great turmoil among the entire Yicheng Chun family.

After all, Chun Wanshan is the head of this generation. Chun Wanshan is dead, and he has only a daughter and no son. So who should inherit the position of this head of the family next? Who should the treasure of the Chun family fall into?

West of Yicheng City.

Chunwanshan has been "dead" for two days. According to local customs, you must stop the spirit for three days before you can get into peace. Now, it is the third day, which is the last day of stopping the spirit for worship.

The huge mansion in the Chun family, which covers an area of ​​one million square meters, was now in a bleak state. This place has become a huge mourning hall. In the huge mansion, white curtains are hung everywhere, and white paper money is everywhere.

Flying, the Taoist priests' comforting spirits kept ringing, a sad cloud and a sad voice.

In front of the Chun family's mansion, there were cars like water, horses like dragons, and people came and went, all wearing mourning clothes in black suits, holding white chrysanthemums in their hands, and going in and out of the mourning hall with a solemn expression.

After all, although the Chun family may not be a large family in the whole of China, it has a deep foundation and a family development history of more than a hundred years. It was developed by the branches of the Cao Gang and has also a huge number in China.

Therefore, people who come to worship can be described as a huge number. However, because it is already the third day, and although there are still many people coming, the spiritual worship is coming to an end. If nothing unexpected happens

If so, you can be buried directly tomorrow.

However, today will also be the most important day for the Chun family. Because according to the old customs of the Chun family, if the head of the family dies suddenly, without appointing the next head of the family in advance, before the head of the family will return to the soil tomorrow,

Under the leadership of the sect council, the successor head of the family must be elected in front of the spirit.

In fact, this regulation is also afraid that the family will start to fight for power and throne, which will cause the family's vitality to be severely damaged by internal friction.

Seeing that it was getting late and it was almost dusk, the spirit-stopping worship was finally over. Next, the Chun family will launch a prefabricated emergency temporary election plan. It is necessary to select a new term before the spring mountains return to the soil tomorrow.

The head of the Chun family came to preside over the next ceremony and officially debuted on stage to exercise the power of the Chun family.

Before the mourning hall, the bleak clouds of sorrow had already been wiped away quietly, and replaced by a faint sound of golden swords that were about to come.

Now, the seven elders who formed the Chun Family Council, two foreign deacons and internal deacons, Wu Lizhen, the wife of the waning Chun Wanshan, brought her daughter Chun Shiyun, and all the respected seniors of the Chun Family gathered in front of the mourning hall.

Everyone looked solemn, but many people had their own thoughts, their eyes flashed a little, and they seemed to be making plans for their future.

"Everyone, I won't say much nonsense. The sudden death of the head of the family has hit my Chun family hard. But no matter what, someone must take over the big treasure of the Chun family and shoulder the responsibility and mission of maintaining the family's continued progress. Now, I

The election of the head of the Chun family has officially started. Since the head of the Wanshan family has no male Ding Zisen and no designated candidates, according to the regulations, except for the seven elders of the Chun family council and two internal and external deacons, the head's wife and daughter

In addition to the spring poem, the best of the younger generation can participate in this election. Now everyone present will be nominated in the first round, and the seven elders will review and select, and finally determine the three candidates. Everyone will conduct a democratic vote, and votes will be based on the number of votes.

How many times will determine the final result?" Chun Wanhe, the head of the seven elders of the Chun Family Council, said loudly.

The old man is of the same generation as Chun Wanshan, but he is much older than Chun Wanshan. He is almost seventy years old this year. He has been working diligently in this position all his life, respected, and is also an older generation elder with a good reputation in Chun family.

.

Chun Wanhe presided over the ceremony, looked at the crowd below majestic and said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder, I think that one of the people you just said is missing." At this moment, another thin old man in his early sixties who was standing at the bottom of his head turned around and looked at him.

He spoke loudly at him. His name was Chun Wanrong, and he was also the second elder in the Presbyterian Church who was second only to the Great Elder Chun Wanhe. He was usually serious, but he was extremely majestic.

"Who?" Chun Wanhe was stunned for a moment and asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!