The ancestral hall was decorated with lights and the eldest son of the eldest son of the house was back. Although I don’t know what kind of glory the eldest son of the house brought, everyone in Houjia Village knew that the eldest son of the house was a very capable figure.

He is a big man. Like the current old patriarch, the tiger sitting upright on the ancestral hall. He is full of evil spirits and intimidating people from all over the world. The eldest grandson's wife is very happy because her husband has returned.

Without saying a word, people sent more than a hundred sheep, dozens of cows, several trucks of live chickens, live fish, a large truckload of vegetables, and large pieces of pork to transport them to the village. The women happily picked up meat and vegetables from their grandson's wife.

After receiving the collection, I quickly went to the entrance of the ancestral hall to help. The people who cut meat and killed chickens. The little kids were also mobilized, including stoves, big pots, tables, chairs, dishes... and washed them all in one row.

Big red lanterns were hung, and the crowds were bustling. But in fact, everyone's attention was focused on one place: the ancestral hall.

But those who are qualified to enter the ancestral hall are all inside the ancestral hall at this time. Those who stay outside are basically not qualified to enter the ancestral hall. Those who are not qualified to enter the ancestral hall to participate in clan discussions include Lisa, the eldest grandson daughter-in-law.

Although she knew this was a tribe competition, Lisa was not worried at all. Her man had experienced life and death countless times. If she was defeated by these people in the village, what would it be like?!

Over the years, no matter how busy Hou Dasheng is, he has not put down his martial arts skills. In addition to cooking, fighting skills are one of his favorite and most concerned hobbies.

From being forced to practice by Hou Laohu at first, to now he has developed to taking the initiative to find experts from various schools to learn from them. In fact, Hou Dasheng has not retreated but promoted his fighting skills over the years. This is a large part of the reason because he has enough resources to find experts from various schools.

From them, I learned the fighting techniques they were proud of. Barou, French kickboxing, Russian Sanbo, boxing, Muay Thai... almost all kinds of fighting techniques exist in this world.

It even includes some equipment techniques, such as Filipino short sticks, sabers, sabers, sabers, foil swords, etc. Hou Dasheng has communicated and discussed with their masters, and even practiced a lot in his spare time.

Even though he is not only good at fighting skills, he is more than one of his peers in Houjia Village in terms of vision. Not to mention, he has experienced many life-and-death battles. The peers in the village are no longer on the same level as him.

It is faintly true that he even has the energy that is comparable to Hou Laohu in fighting. Of course, this is only relative. Hou Laohu is based on the Hou family's own martial arts. In the war years, he finally took his own path through a large number of close combat.

If life and death are really fought, even Hou Dasheng, who is in his prime, may not be able to defeat Hou Laohu, who is nearly dying. The biggest possibility is that Hou Laohu is seriously injured and dying. But Hou Dasheng is probably bound to die.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Although Hou Laohu had entered the period of hot weapons when he was fighting back then, most of the tasks he performed were tasks that required to approach the whistle and grab the tongue. This kind of task had very high requirements for close combat.

During that year, he couldn't tell how much of the lives of Hou Laohu had hoarded. His name was accumulated by human life at that time. He killed it with his own hands, probably hundreds of them. He was killed with his hands and was killed with close distance.

At this time, although Hou Dasheng also had close combat, the gap was not one or two levels compared to Hou Laohu. Hou Laohu ended more lives with his own hands, so he naturally realized some experiences from it.

This is the same as the cook Ding cuts a cow. It’s nothing more, it’s so skillful. However, Hou Laohu is so skillful, he is a skillful person who piles up his lives...

"Everyone, today is the eldest grandson of my Hou family. Everyone is happy and they are going to take the school exam." Hou Laohu looked solemn and sat upright in the first position. The tiger skin on the first position was shot down by a certain Hou family ancestor many years ago.

The ancestor was appointed as the general and was restrained. He heard that a tiger in the mountains hurt people, so he was invited by the prefect to send troops to hunt. It was rumored that the big insect was huge and majestic, and the hunters and officers surrounded him, so scared by his roar that he did not dare to go forward.

The ancestor was wearing heavy armor and holding a cooked copper stick in his hand and jumped into the mountain stream to fight with it. Under the slightest moment, he beat the big insect to death with the power of the heavy armored copper stick. Then he took the tiger skin and brought it back to Houjia Village.

The ancestor said that he had lamented that he had done too much, and he actually broke the tiger skull. Otherwise, it would be appropriate to use it as a wine glass.

"Don't be polite, everyone! Our Hou family has always seen the truth!" Hou Laohu waved his hand and said, "Wear the protective gear, and then you start to do it! They are all their own family, and they have a sense of weight. Don't be bruised and swollen in a while. Your mother comes to me and cry!"

After saying this, the old and young people in the Hou family in the ancestral hall laughed. The master of the fifth house pointed at Hou Laohu and cursed: "Go away... Tiger boy, who in this village dares to swear at you?! That woman dares to make trouble with you?"

"Master Fifth, don't say it..." Hou Laohu sighed: "Last time, the third child of your family, drank too much in the city and knocked down all the people of No. 7 or 8. I turned around and scolded him a few words, and your third wife blocked my door and cried."

Hou Laohu rubbed his eyebrows and felt helpless: "It would be fine if she made a noise, she just didn't make a noise or she was crying. I..."

"Hahaha..." The fifth master slapped his legs and laughed, waved his hand to the embarrassing third child. The man with short hair a little white and slightly red on his face bowed to Hou Laohu to apologize, saying, "Third brother! Go back and say, your wife, the baby at home is causing trouble. Hu goes to make trouble and say a few words. Block people at the door of the tiger's house. That's wrong!"

The third brother with a red face said in a daze: "You are talking about it, Tiger, I'm sorry to you. Looking back, I'll tell you about that woman. This year, the baby has also gone to the army. I hope to learn skills well in the army and don't cause trouble everywhere..."

After a while of gossip, several men of the same generation as Hou Dasheng were selected in the hilarious haha. They put on protective gear and stood in front of Hou Dasheng.

"Da Sheng! I have to call you brother." A man who looks about thirty years old and has a low figure but strong muscle bowed to Hou Da Sheng solemnly: "We are in this tribe, but we don't know this. I'm here!"

Hou Dasheng laughed: "All my brothers, how polite?! Come on!"
Chapter completed!