Bai Zongxuan's brows were twisted together, he knew that he would not come back, these people are his own children and grandchildren, the palms and backs of their hands are full of meat, and they can't bear to let anyone go, but there are thousands of people in the family, and it is not appropriate to go all, what should I do if I scare my uncle?

When everyone was at a stalemate, the voice of a milk baby came from the crowd.

"It's useless for us to stay in Wuding for so long, and no one compares to anyone better than work, so let's draw lots, right? It's all a matter of luck, and no one is to blame. ”

As soon as the milk sound fell, the crowd instantly agreed.

Bai Zongxuan patted his head and felt that this matter was reliable.

Bai Zongxuan coughed lightly: "I think what Jiuwa said makes sense, then let's combine here in an hour, regardless of men, women and children, all participate, whether you go or not depends on personal luck, Lingwa and Junwa are Yunwa's grandparents, uncles and aunts, and they should go as a family." ”

"Ancestor, what about me?" Bai Chuling's father suddenly jumped up and asked Bai Zongxuan.

Bai Zongxuan said with a headache: "You draw lots to decide." ”

"But I'm Xiao Lingzi's father, Yunwa's great-grandfather......"

"I'm still your father!" Another old man jumped out and spoke.

Seeing that the strings were about to quarrel again, Bai Zongxuan roared a few times.

"Okay, okay, except for Lingwa's family, everyone else drew lots, Fengwa was not at home, Youwa and his wife left early, and the others also joined the lottery to decide."

The front didn't dare to say anything, and the back naturally didn't have to speak.

Originally, Bai Chufeng's father was going to come out and say a word, but the ancestor said so, and he didn't dare to squeak.

"But Dad, a hundred places are too few, do you know, Fengwa took Yunwa to beg for a living outside, it was good to have the old emperor of Chen Kingdom to protect him before, but now their grandfather and grandson are lonely, they all think that there is no one in their family, and many people are bullying them, or we will raise the quota to another three or four hundred?"

It was the ancestor on the top of Bai Chufeng's vein who said this, the white master, selfishly, how many places are there that maybe he can win the lottery?

"Yes, yes, Ancestor, we also think so, we can't let Yunwa be bullied outside."

One person said, thousands of people responded, Bai Zongxuan had a headache again.

"What the third said makes sense, but there are too many four or five hundred, at most two hundred, no more, no one is allowed to go if there are any opinions, okay, that's it, gather in an hour and draw lots, and the lottery will set off tomorrow morning." This is Bai Zongxuan's ultimatum.

Although it is impossible for four or five hundred people, but adding another one hundred is also something that everyone likes to see, what if they win the lottery?

The family girl doll got married, and it was more than 100 years ago, so everyone wanted to go and see it.

The crowd flew away, but the White Lord stood still.

Although the White Lord is already nine hundred and forty-four, his eyes are shining at the moment, and he is thinking about how he can do something about it.

Bai Zongxuan, who was not far away, glanced at Lord Bai, his son, he knew what he wanted to do with his buttocks, couldn't he see that his son was playing a bad idea now? "Third child, have you finished sweeping the ancestral hall?"

"Huh? Dad, you're still there! Lord Bai smiled awkwardly.

"Your father is alive and well, put away your careful thoughts, and quickly sweep the ancestral hall." Bai Zongxuan snorted coldly and flew to the top of the mountain where he lived.

"I know my father's ......," Lord Bai suddenly flew towards the west where the ancestral hall was located.

He can be punished, not because he robbed the boss of food, he was caught by Bai Zongxuan, he was punished properly, and there was no room for resistance.