I saw the black shadow, stood up, and withdrew the stall in front of me with his body bent.

At the same time, turn and walk towards the darkness ahead.

Uncle Bai smiled at me and said, "Let's go, boy, I saved your life, old man!" ”

I nodded awkwardly and followed Uncle Bai forward, we walked a short brick road, with weeds on both sides.

I don't have the night vision eyes like Leng Yue, so naturally I can't see the specific scenes under my feet and around me.

I rarely come here during the day, because there is a big blue iron block, and I thought it was a construction site.

But fortunately, it only took two or three minutes to follow Uncle Bai and came to the gate of a courtyard.

The black shadow couldn't see the slightest face, and there was no light around it, standing here, he could only see the ghostly ghost fire in the ghost market not far away.

The shadow pulled the key out of his body, opened the door, and stood sideways, not saying a word the whole time.

Uncle Bai walked into the courtyard with a familiar approach, and finally walked towards the main hall without looking back.

The dark shadow followed us as we entered, and when the lights were turned on, I was stunned by what I saw.

Throughout the main hall, there are many quaint bookshelves with all kinds of 'antiques' on them.

Whether it is a bronze fragment of the Western Zhou Dynasty, or a blue and white porcelain, or a dark vessel with an earthy smell, there is everything in this main hall.

When I turned my gaze to Uncle Bai, I saw a statue next to Uncle Bai.

The statue depicts an ancient man standing with a scroll in his hand, dressed in the costume of the Warring States period.

And at the foot of this statue is engraved a word.

"White!"

When I saw this word, I was shocked, and suddenly thought of the allusion about the three factions and nine gates.

"Junior Mu Yang, I have seen Uncle Bai, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, I hope don't blame ......!"

Uncle Bai just sat on the chair and put the pile of rags in his hand on the table.

He looked at me with a smile and said, "Oh? Why do you say that, kid? ”

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Among the three factions and nine sects in the Yin Human Circle, among them, the personnel of the ninth sect are the most complicated, and they are all kinds of side businesses involving the Yin and Yang worlds. ”

"But it's such a chaotic side sect that lost the other eight sects early and was led by a family!"

"If the other eight sects are a relationship sect in the Yin people circle where various professions gather with each other, then the ninth sect is a person who completely belongs to the Bai family!"

"According to legend, Bai Fanbang, the ancestor of the Bai family, was originally a thief, but later quit due to some things and started trading antiques in the Guanjing Pan homeland."

"In just three years of silence, he became the head of the Nine Gates in one fell swoop, and firmly held the original Nine Gates in the hands of the surnamed Bai, and has been passed down to the present ......!"

"But so far, less than three out of ten people know the identity of the helmsman of the Nine Gates, but the people in the Nine Gates have been wandering in various antique markets, which seems to be scattered, but the actual cohesion is very strong!"

I said a lot of things about the Bai family and the Nine Gates in one breath.

But Uncle Bai leaned back on the chair indifferently and pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down and talk slowly, I'll see how much you still know?" ”

My sister turned her head to look at me, and after getting my answer, she slowly sat down on the chair.

In the end, I didn't forget to give Uncle Bai a polite smile, and I saw that Uncle Bai's old eyes narrowed.

I sat on the chair, looked at Uncle Bai opposite, and said, "Although the Bai family has only taken over the Nine Gates for a hundred years, they have managed the entire Nine Gates no less than the scale of the other three factions. ”

"All of this needs to be attributed to Bai Zhenguo, the third head of the Bai family, who adopted an ancient management method of a civil organization founded by Han Feizi, a representative figure of Korean legalism during the Warring States Period."

"Because of its distinct internal hierarchy, even if it is Tiannan and Haibei, it is still busy, just like a miniature underground country!"

"And, the world is impermanent, gathering and scattering quicksand, this sentence is the purpose of the entire Nine Gates or the Bai family!"

When I finished saying all this, I slowly let out a sigh, and at the same time looked at Uncle Bai on the other side.

"Uncle Bai, if I'm not mistaken, you are the current head of the Bai family, and you are also the current helmsman of the Nine Gates, Bai Zhenguo, right?"

Quiet!

Be quiet!

**Quiet!

After I finished speaking, the entire main hall fell into a state of pause.

I sat next to my sister and could feel the sound of her nervous breathing.

Turning his head and shaking his head at the younger sister, he grabbed the younger sister's little hand.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Bang Bang!"

There was applause in the room!

Uncle Bai applauded me and said with a smile: "Old Han, it seems that our secrecy work has not been done enough." ”

"A little feng shui master who has just debuted and has not grown all his hair has touched our bottom very clearly, and he recognized the identity of the old man at a glance, you make it very difficult for me to do here!"

Hearing this, I know that Uncle Bai didn't say this to me.

A slight cough sounded in the dark part of the courtyard, and then a rickety figure slowly walked out.

The old man was already very old, although he seemed to have very strong legs and feet.

But on the face that was as dry as tree bark, a faint death air loomed on the old man's face.

This person is at least over 90 years old, maybe even 100 years old.

Even if I didn't directly use the ghost physiognomy technique, I could still realize that this rickety old man didn't have much time left!

I only heard the old man smile awkwardly: "His grandson Mu Chunhua, if he is a little feng shui master, then there is no need for our nine gates to exist." ”

Hearing his words, I frowned, I have never seen this person, why did I have such a high opinion of my grandfather as soon as I came up?

What's more, even Old Man Wu has never called his grandfather's name!

The old man's words made Uncle Bai laugh and said: "Yes, it's a pity that this Mu Chunhua died too early, but it can be regarded as teaching a good apprentice, and even a good grandson, and it is not in vain that he took great pains to offend a circle of people!" ”

I saw that the two of them were talking completely ignoring me, and they were talking about my grandfather's affairs, so I couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Bai ...... Senior Bai, do you know my grandfather? ”

My question directly caused Uncle Bai and the old man to look at each other and smile.

Uncle Bai said with a haha: "How did I know your grandfather Mu Chunhua, we almost killed you and me at the beginning, and it is not an exaggeration to say that we are enemies!" ”

"This ......"

I was suddenly a little overwhelmed and lost my previous calmness, mainly because the word enemy is not used casually in the Yin circle.

Perhaps sensing my nervousness, the old man beside Uncle Bai raised his skinny arm and said, "Little brother, don't panic, that's all in the past!" ”

"Your coffin mountain Taibao has always been known for his stability, even if you don't have enough Taoism, you have to pretend that others can't see your depth!"

"What you're doing is still far from your grandfather......"