Buzz!

As the cicadas chirped with the thick-backed machete, a trembling feeling suddenly appeared in the hall.

Someone exclaimed: "The earth is quake. No, everyone, run away." After that, a few people ran out of the door in horror.

However, the old man in his seventies did not move, and Bai Xiaoling, Bai Xiaolong, Jiang Le and others did not move.

"Dad? Is this?" A middle-aged man with a face similar to Bai Xiaolong spoke in horror.

The old man in his seventies remained silent, but just looked at the upside down thick-backed machete with obsession, and sighed after a long time.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound disappeared, and the trembling feeling of the earthquake disappeared.

Jiang Le exclaimed: "The blood resonates with the old man's sword cultivation is admired by the boy."

The old man in his seventies smiled bitterly and looked into the hall with a little dull look.

At this moment, five or six of the Bai family members standing in the hall were missing, obviously scared away by the situation just now.

This made the old man in his seventies feel very uncomfortable.

His Bai family has established a family with merits, and his current wealth and glory are all trampled on the mountain bones.

Unexpectedly, the third generation of the Bai family's bloody departed so much. With a mere vibration, he was so scared that his butt and urinated and fled in panic. How did he meet his ancestors after he died?

Although most of the people in the hall did not move, they were indeed scared before, and some of them were still pale. They just didn't dare to leave the old man in his seventies and ran away alone before they persisted.

There is no shock now, and these people were relieved and happy. It seems that this is a small test, and family resources should be tilted towards them in the future, right?

Not long after, those who ran out of the hall came back, but stood outside the door, looking at a loss and panic, and did not dare to come in, let alone leave.

The old man in his seventies no longer paid attention to these younger generations who disappointed him. He turned his head to look at Jiang Le and said, "I agreed to the matter of Mr. taking over Xiaolong on his behalf. But Mr., my Bai family always has the kindness of raising Xiaolong, and I hope that Mr. will help my Bai family and save dozens of lives of my Bai family."

Jiang Le was silent.

After Bai Xiaolong was overjoyed, he also looked at Jiang Le nervously.

The strange sword song just now and the conversation between Jiang Le and his grandfather made him feel that there might be a genocide disaster under the stable Bai family. Now, except for his master Jiang Le, no one can save the Bai family anymore.

Jiang Le had a headache.

He is indeed not proficient in Feng Shui magic, and although he has put some effort into understanding the Jin family's Taoism, he has achieved his greatest achievement in being able to see through Feng Shui and understand the benefits and harms. He wants to change Feng Shui, turn harm into profits, and lead the momentum and lead the way, but this has not been done without decades of research and practice.

However, the old man in his seventies said it well. The Bai family is the place where Bai Xiaolong is born and raised. If you take Bai Xiaolong as your disciple, you can't watch the Bai family be in such danger day and night, which is not conducive to Bai Xiaolong's practice.

Looking at the Bai family's children present, and then at the thick-backed machete hanging in the air. Jiang Le pondered for a long time, suddenly his expression moved, turned around and looked at the old man in his seventies and said, "Old man, are everyone in the Bai family here?"

"No, my elder brother Bai Weijun did not come. He is the captain of the special forces. There has been a field acting these days. He wants to participate and has no time to come." Bai Xiaolong hurriedly answered first.

"Oh? Are your elder brother a special forces soldier?" Jiang Le's eyes lit up.

Bai Xiaolong said proudly: "My eldest brother Bai Weijun is the strongest man in the Bai family. He is the heir to the Bai family's sword skills that grandfather has been guiding since childhood."

Jiang Le looked at the old man in his seventies.

The old man in his seventies nodded and said, "Xiaolong is right. The Guards are indeed the heirs of my Bai family's martial arts. However, my ancestor of the Bai family was just a second-rate swordsman back then. Although he used war to practice swords and developed a set of battlefield killing swords, he was unable to make it to the forefront. This child is talented in tactics and has been sent to the military camp for training since he was a child. Now he is the heir the most valued in the army by my Bai family."

The words of the old man in his seventies made the Bai family members present full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

The three most important words are said from the old man in his seventies, that is, he treats the Bai Weijun as the future Bai family's palm to train him. This is to say that Bai Weijun will become the leader of the Bai family in the future.

Jiang Le smiled and said, "So that's it. That's why I underestimated the Bai family."

Bai Xiaolong said proudly: "I have admired my elder brother the most since I was a child."

Jiang Le nodded and said seriously: "Old man, I just thought about it. I am incapable of helping the Bai family solve this evil thing, but I have thought of two solutions."

The old man in his seventies lit up his eyes and said in surprise: "Sir, it's true that he is a strange man, please speak out."

Jiang Le said: "The first way is to unite with his family and suppress evil things together."

"United?" The 70-year-old man's eyes flashed.

Jiang Le said: "Yes, the evil thing that the old man suppressed is not simple, right?"

The old man in his seventies did not hide it and nodded, "Yes, this evil thing is a samurai sword. The wearer is the commander of a Japanese division. My father led a large army to intercept the division. In the end, the commander of the Japanese division was defeated and arrested and asked to duel with my father. In the end, he died under my father's sword. However, the place where he died was an evil place. Because of the weather, my father stayed in the evil place for three days. Unexpectedly, a strange thing happened three days later. This Japanese devil was

The division commander's samurai sword turned into an evil sword. The sword sounded, which seemed to confuse the mind, howled ghosts, and could also attract ghosts from the Japanese. Later, a master answered the doubts. This samurai sword had absorbed the souls of the entire division and turned into a murderous sword. It must be used to suppress it with righteousness. Especially the thick-backed machete that my father killed the Japanese division commander was even more nemesis. So my father always carried this samurai sword with him to suppress the sword with a knife."

Speaking of this, the old man in his seventies sighed and looked at the upside-down thick-backed machete and said, "It's a pity that my father's cultivation is insufficient. Because of the murderous sword, he suffered a lot of blood and energy. Shortly after liberation, my father left the world. Later, I inherited the thick-backed machete, but my cultivation is insufficient and I was unable to suppress the warrior's murder. So I asked the master who arranged the garden at that time and asked him to help me design this Wu-Sheng Pavilion to guide the general trend and assist my family in passing on the thick-backed sword, which ensured the peace of the murderous sword for decades."

This statement is obviously also a secret in the Bai family, and only the old man in his seventies knows it, so everyone's faces were shocked and unbelievable after hearing it.

"Grandpa, it's not right. This is superstition. It's just a knife. If you take it out, I'll destroy it now." Bai Hongjin suddenly screamed, his face full of disbelief.
Chapter completed!