"Sure enough, my Li family is really the descendants of Zuwu. ”

The old village chief looked at the "Ancient Genealogy" in his hand, and read the words, like a demon.

After a long time, the old village chief came back to his senses and turned the book in his hand back to the first page.

At the bottom of "Ancient Genealogy", the seven words "Li Taibai, the descendant of the Li family" fall below the genealogy, and the pen walks the dragon and snake, which seems to have created a swordsman with a long song out of thin air.

This is not beyond the expectations of the old village chief, it was this ancestor who nailed Lijia Village here, and he is the ancestor of this lineage of Lijia Village.

If Lijia Village has a clan history that has never been known by ordinary people, then only this ancestor knows.

"The ancestors seemed to have expected that when there were latecomers who awakened the ancestor's bloodline, someone would come to the ancestral hall to find the ancestor's information. ”

"I just don't know, did the ancestors have any warnings?"

The old village chief hurriedly flipped the "Ancient Genealogy" in his hand, and the flickering flames in the void gradually expanded.

In the study room behind the ancestral hall, all the books became clear.

Under the light of the fire that shook above the void, the old village chief finally saw what he wanted to see.

On top of the book woven like gold, lines of handwriting like dragons and snakes read:

Since ancient times, where the ancestral witch vein has appeared, there must be friends of the ancestor witch to find the descendants of the Li family.

Just like my ancestors, the grand occasion 800 years ago, such as listening to the tide on my Dongting Lake, and the superb view of the Cangjiang River in two fingers.

Lee's 100-year-old will be prosperous, and the sky will wait for us.

After leaving the words, the ancestors of the Li family also left a picture of immortals drinking, and Li Laohan turned the pages.

Under the old sycamore tree, a man in white stood with his hands on his back, smiling faintly.

In his hand was a wood carving that had not yet been carved, and it looked like some kind of sacrificial wood carving.

The colors were mottled, as if they had just been painted.

It seems that the man looked at the old village chief through these three hundred years.

"It's ........."

The old village chief's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the portrait on the golden family tree.

The exquisite painting workmanship, and the kind of temperament that can hardly be imitated, make it not difficult for the old village chief to recognize that this is the healer at the entrance of the village.

When Mr. Li first arrived, he wondered why he liked carving, but in the end he didn't ask.

But at this time, the old village chief was stunned.

His heart was beating "thump", and the surging blood showed the excitement of the old village chief.

The ......... A friend of the Ancestral Witch?

Ancestor Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai was a person three hundred years ago, and Gaozu was a person one thousand three hundred years ago, so how many years ago was this Mr. Li?

How long has he lived, the ancestors have been ancient, the ancestors have been ancient, and even the ancestors and witches no longer seem to be above the world.

Could it be that he has lived from the time of the Ancestral Witch to the present?

The old village chief sensed that he had discovered something.

"No...... I'm going to ask. ”

The old village chief waved his hand to extinguish the flames above the void, turned around and stuffed the golden book into his arms, and then walked out of the study room behind the ancestral hall and closed the room with his backhand.

After walking into the courtyard and looking at the people of the Demon Sect who were full of people, the old village chief spoke:

"They'll wait for me to come back and I'm going to see someone now. ”

"Who are you seeing?" asked Li Laohan subconsciously.

"A friend of an ancestor. ”

The old village chief hurriedly walked past Li Laohan.

"Friends of the Ancestors?"

Li Laohan was stunned, the ancestor was already a person three hundred years ago, and his friend didn't know how many rounds of grass had grown on the cemetery now, right?

Are you only seventy years old and can't think about it?

"I'll tell you when I come back about this, you watch people first. ”

The old village chief didn't want to explain, but said such a sentence in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Li Laohan looked at the departing figure of the old village chief and was a little puzzled.

He walked out of the ancestral hall, but saw the figure of the old village chief heading towards the entrance of the village.

This is......... Looking for that one?

As soon as Li Laohan's thoughts started, Li Chunqiu's voice sounded in his ears again, as if he was paying attention to Li Laohan all the time.

"Don't worry about it!"

Although the voice was invisible, it was like a thunderclap in Li Laohan's ears, which made Li Laohan tremble.

Looking at the figure of the old village chief disappearing in front of him, Li Laohan finally didn't muster up the courage to follow.

I could only watch the old village chief disappear into the vast night.

.........

Li Chunqiu was still leaning against the wooden door and carving, after all, for him, there was no need to rest.

From morning to night, unless someone from Lijia Village came out for medical treatment, he was basically carving.

After all, carving is the easiest cultivation for him, although it is not so fast, but there are no obvious drawbacks at present.

In the cool breeze of the night, the wood carving that had been carved in Li Chunqiu's hand was placed at his feet, and then he picked up the new sculpture, and the carving knife in his hand turned again.

"If you're here, why are you hiding in the dark?"

Li Chunqiu sounded slowly in the night, but there was no response in the vast night, as if no one was outside at all.

Li Chunqiu smiled, and then said two words without raising his head: "Appearance!"

There was a sudden distortion in the void, and the figure of the old village chief fell out of it.

The old village chief stood up reflexively in embarrassment, and then looked at Li Chunqiu with some embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Is it still called Mr. Li?

If only the old village chief knew the truth of the matter, the old village chief would have been able to speak out, but now, he really couldn't say it.

After all, he knew that this was probably an old monster who didn't know how many years he had lived.

"You ......"

The old village chief subconsciously used an honorific word, and then slowly asked:

"You're a friend of the Ancestral Witch?"

The carving knife in Li Chunqiu's hand didn't stop, and he didn't raise his head, but said lightly: "Didn't you see the genealogy written by Li Taibai?"

"You know?" said the old village chief, stunned.

Li Chunqiu smiled faintly and said:

"The whole world, if I want to know, I know everything. ”

After saying that, he paused and continued:

"Regarding the matter of the Demon Sect, you can think about how to deal with it yourself, the Li family has been out of the world for a hundred years, and you can't live in this Li family village. ”

"As for the things about me, only you know about them, you Li family have been like this for generations, only the clan elders know about me. ”

Then Li Chunqiu raised his head and glanced at the old village chief seriously:

"If you don't think about what you want to ask, then leave first, I'll stay until I need to go, you have a lot of time. ”

"Huh?"

After the old village chief came back to his senses, he lowered his head and thought about it, when he first came, he mainly wanted to determine whether Li Chunqiu was the friend of the ancestral witch, but he didn't think of what he needed to ask.

It's really embarrassing now.

Fortunately, he didn't ask him anything.