Lan Cang's body blocked Old Lin's view towards Bai Ye.
Mr. Feng sighed, waved his hand and let everyone go first, and ordered Mr. Lin: "I'll greet you three of them, you can bring other friends in first."
"Three?" Bai Ye looked at his group strangely. There were only four people in total. Who did the three he mentioned mean?
Mr. Feng saw her doubts and raised a bright smile, but he didn't know that his old face was wrinkled and terrifyingly.
"The three naturally refer to Lord Xishen, your children, and Young Master Cang. Your other two friends, Mr. Lin, will properly place them."
The third elder, who had not spoken, nodded coldly to Bai Ye, and his eyes stayed on Xiaojiu for a moment intentionally or unintentionally.
"You can pass through the maze, bloodthirsty cave, various steep and steep cliffs, as well as the colorful forests and poison clusters we set up on the outer layer to break through the danger and enter the Gu clan. We have been running all the way and look very tired. Why not rest here for a few days? If there is any help, you can just speak up, and our Gu clan members have always been hospitable."
Although this old guy is serious and gives people a gloomy and cold look, his words are particularly polite.
Bai Ye asked Lan Cang about his opinion with his eyes.
The prince nodded slightly, and the two brothers hugged Mr. Feng's thin shoulders, which were so thin that he was: "Then I'll trouble the elder."
Xingchen and Baili Hongzhuang received the gesture of the two of them, rolled their eyes and followed the old man Lin who looked very bad and walked into the village.
"Three, please here."
Accompanied by Mr. Feng and the unknown third elder, he entered the ancestral hall.
The decorations and construction in the hall were gorgeous and elegant, but not without being grand and solemn. Under the politeness of the snake, several people took their seats and left the servants.
As soon as the tea was put on the table, the prince swallowed most of it bluntly.
"Old Feng, it's time to get to the point. What is the so-called Xishen?" He smacked his lips and leaned comfortably on the chair. Feng Qingyun asked indifferently.
Seeing his boneless lazy look, Mr. Feng shook his head for no reason and sighed, then he said, "Shen Xi is the honorary title of my Gu clan to the God of Hope."
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Bai Ye really wanted to pry open the brains of these old guys to see what their brain tissue is composed of, and whether it is so shocking!
"Haha, Mr. Feng thinks I am a three-year-old child? You know that what I want to know is not this." Lan Cang laughed out loud with disrespect. His voice was as pure as a spring, but it was not difficult to hear the faint contempt of the connotation.
"When you just arrived, the Gu clan was holding a sacrifice of the god python in the square. The colorful god python woke up, and the python was the first to be a good man. The person who was clicked was the future hope that could bring good luck to the Gu clan. When you arrived near the ramp, the colorful god python just turned the python head in your direction."
Before Mr. Feng spoke, the third elder was the first to intervene.
"Old Ou's words are absolutely true." As a great elder, he lost face when he was snatched from the person and said that he had lost face. Not only did he not feel displeased, he also smiled very happily.
"So, I dare to ask, so many people in our group, why can we be sure that I am the so-called Xishen?" Their expression made Bai Ye frown slightly between his brows, and he always felt something was wrong. Moreover, they should not have completely explained the truth.
Mr. Feng stroked his long beard and asked, "Is this handsome little baby really yours?"