Everyone has their own reasons for giving everything.

This reason does not have to be a surname, it must be a given name, or it must be bloodline.

It's just that... after finding out the truth, the protector [Qu Long] died and could not leave his name in the ancestral hall. This matter has the most real answer.

Because Qu Long is basically a foreigner.

Of course, a person with a foreign surname...is not qualified to leave a name in the ancestral temple.

"After you left that day, I went to check as soon as possible. Regarding Qu Long's consolation money and the compensation he deserved... they were all sent to Huaiyin." The second elder said softly, "The follow-up of this matter

, you don’t have to worry, I will take care of it. If you are worried, you can always track the progress of the matter through [Wind Boy]."

After hearing this, Baixiu didn't have any big reaction.

He nodded silently.

Then he found a seat and sat down slowly.

A certain elder who was attending the meeting was not allowed to move to the side... His sitting posture was a bit reserved, not only because his white sleeves were soaked by the rain, and they were still dripping when he stepped into the inner room of the ancestral hall.

And because, after Bai Xiu sat down, he stretched out a hand very unceremoniously, twisted the wooden identity card in front of him that symbolized honor and status, and looked at it carefully.

There was silence in the ancestral hall.

Water droplets gathered down, falling from the cuffs of Baixiu to the wooden floor.

"Tick tock."

"Tick...ta."

Bai Xiu's eyes were very serious. He looked at the name on the wooden sign repeatedly, but it was only three words, but he read it dozens or hundreds of times.

Everyone in the ancestral hall looked at the wooden sign with him.

After a long time.

Bai Xiu suddenly smiled.

He looked at the name on the wooden sign as if there was a joke written on it.

Thinking back to what the guy standing on the mountain said to himself in the heavy fog in Qingzhong... This wooden sign is really a joke.

["The person who wants to kill you should have the word "Zheng" in his name. If you don't fight, fight..."]

He whispered the elder's name word by word.

"Bai, don't fight."

Bai Buzheng couldn't hold back his anger.

He took back the wooden plaque, put it back in front of him, and scolded him coldly: "Bai Xiu... Although you are a junior who has been cultivated by the Bai family, you can break into the ancestral hall and destroy the meeting. Do you still have any rules in your eyes? The wooden plaque

Position is a battle between identity and glory... After all, I am also a member of the Presbyterian Council of the Bai clan, and by acting like this, you are committing the following crime and being arrogant!"

Baixiu nodded, expressing understanding.

"Feel sorry……"

He said: "I shouldn't laugh, but...you really don't look like the person I'm looking for."

Bai Buzheng was startled.

Many people felt that they were offended... The interruption of this meeting and Baixiu's inexplicable farce made many elders look angry and ready to explode at any time.

But the second elder raised his hand.

These elders restrained their anger and remained quiet.

Bai Zesheng signaled Bai Xiu with his eyes to continue speaking.

"The killer was very patient. He hid under the ice of the tundra lake. In order to wait for me to pass by... he waited for at least ten days. During these ten days, he held his breath and concentrated his concentration without leaking even a trace of his mental power.

, just to wait until the moment I walk across the ice.”

The white sleeves lowered the eyes.

He recalled the scene on the day of the assassination.

"Not only did he figure out my route, but he also knew my abilities... So for this assassination, I chose a close-range assassination, not a long-distance sniper. This time I went north and was able to mobilize [Wind Boy] in the ancestral hall. How many people have permission? How many people can read my files?"

This is checking!

No... to be precise, Bai Xiu's attitude is to hunt down a murderer!

Every word and every sentence he spoke was like a nail.

Directly nailing Bai Buzheng as the murderer!

Bai Buzheng looked angry. He slapped the table angrily, stood up, and looked down at this aggressive junior. Anger seemed to pour out of his chest: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you suspect that I am an assassin?"

Bai Xiu just looked at each other calmly.

Compared to the raging anger.

His anger is calmer.

The image of the assassination that day came to mind——

Take one step.

The ice breaks.

Ice shards all over the sky splashed out with the light of the sword, and within a tenth of a second, they condensed into a well-formed and complete field of murderous intent... If it hadn't been for the appearance of the sacrificer, what would have been his fate? I'm afraid it will be very miserable.

Yu Shu blocked the fatal injury for himself.

Then he wounded the assassin!

"The Presbyterian Council is investigating this case carefully!"

"As we all know, Qu Long injured the assassin..." Bai Buzheng lifted up his cuffs, tore open the clothes on his chest, and said angrily: "You guys can see if there are any wounds on my body! "

Baixiu just glanced briefly and then looked away.

It is indeed a pampered body.

Not even a single wound.

He shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't say you were an assassin."

"Being able to wait ten days in the tundra just to deliver the killing blow."

"The person I'm looking for is cunning, cunning, vicious enough, and able to endure severe cold, hunger, and fatigue..."

"How could such an assassin be such a loser like you?"

To say that the previous words are "throwing dirty water".

Then these words are simply insulting!

Bai Buzheng stared angrily and was about to say something.

Baixiu suddenly said: "Where were you on the day I was assassinated."

"On that day, I did leave the Snow Forbidden City and went to Jiangbei, but the day of ancestor worship at the ancestral hall had not yet arrived... What does it mean if I go out?" Bai Buzheng said coldly.

"Be more detailed."

Bai Xiu had no expression on his face and poured a cup of hot tea.

"I went to the tundra, and the Bai family has an energy transaction... The warehouse is in Yinta in the tundra area!" Bai Buzheng gritted his teeth, "My travel records can be found in [Wind Boy]... But this is Biyuan can be traded and needs to be kept secret, so after arriving in the tundra, I used the authority of the Presbyterian Council to close the location! These can all be queried!"

After listening.

He found that everyone looked at him with strange expressions.

"Why... are you looking at me like that?"

Bai Buzheng thought back to what he said before... was there something wrong?

Did you say something wrong?

No……

No!

"I'm not lying...I can be hypnotized!"

"No need."

Baixiu said calmly: "I believe you... you are not lying. Your answer is perfect. You must have thought about it many times, right? It's a pity that I have never told anyone the time of my assassination. How do you know what I said?" 'That day'...what day is it?"

Bai Buzheng stood there blankly.

There was a bang in my head, like a bolt from the blue, and everything went blank.

He subconsciously looked to the second elder for help.

Bai Zesheng's face was expressionless, and the look on his face was indifferent and scary.

"No……"

Bai BuZheng ran towards the wooden door of the ancestral hall.
To be continued...