Mu Lan was not surprised to hear the patriarch's question, but why did the patriarch ask like this at this time?

"Yes, I saved a little patient and his operation was successful!"

Mu Lan looked at the patriarch's old face in the light of the fire, and felt that the old fox was calculating something.

It's just that she is not afraid, she has to worry about calculating her, she is not the little girl who doesn't understand anything in the original body.

"Very good, in that case, the old man still has something to ask you, you come with the old man!" The patriarch turned around and ordered, "Come, bring her back to the ancestral hall." ”

"Wait!" Baizhu walked out, "What are you going to ask here!" ”

The patriarch looked at Baizhu in surprise, and anger erupted in his cloudy old eyes, as if his tolerance had reached its limit.

Mu Lan didn't want Baizhu to really annoy this old guy, so she pulled Baizhu back and whispered to him: "Baizhu, he just asked some questions, you don't have to be nervous." ”

Bai Zhu looked at her sideways, and there was a deep concern in the firelight in his cold eyes at this time, which made Mu Lan very moved.

Mu Lan smiled at him, with comfort in his eyes, like a warm little hand that soothed Baizhu's uneasiness.

Baizhu nodded inadvertently, and Mu Lan let go of his hand.

The two young men stepped forward at this time, and they wanted to tie Mu Lan, but Mu Lan dodged slightly.

"Patriarch, this is how you keep asking questions?!"

The patriarch reluctantly ordered under Mu Lan's smiling gaze, "No need to tie up!" ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the village, and Li Zheng and a middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to support the patriarch.

Mu Lan saw that the patriarch was gone, so she followed leisurely, it was impossible for her to leave now, so she simply went to see what the old fox of the patriarch had planned.

The clan elders looked at Mu Lan's calm and calm appearance, and they were all angry and gritted their teeth but followed behind them helplessly.

Baizhu walked a few steps quickly to Mu Lan's side, and his protective appearance added another point to Mu Lan's favor towards him.

Baizhu doesn't have much to do with her, but it maintains her everywhere.

At first, Bai Su asked her to do this, and then she was sick and cared for her, and today she has been protecting her in the town, and tonight she is even more protective in the face of the persecution of the patriarch and the villagers.

For what Baizhu did, Mu Lan kept it in mind, thinking that he would repay it well in the future.

Mu Lan thought so, and with the patriarch's stumbling steps, he soon arrived at the ancestral hall of Luojia Village.

She looked up at the flat forehead on the door of the ancestral hall, and the clumsy ancient words on it made it impossible for Mu Lan, a knowledgeable Dr. Liuyang, to read.

She only knew that this should be an ancient text, and it felt that it should be very old, and it seemed that the history of this Luo family village was quite ancient.

The heavy door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and the patriarch entered the ancestral hall with the support of Li Zheng.

Mu Lan and Baizhu also walked up the stone steps of the ancestral hall together, and were about to enter Baizhu but were stopped.

"Baizhu, this is the ancestral hall, you can't go in!" The middle-aged man had a solemn face, as if Baizhu entering was a desecration of the ancestral hall.

Mu Lan looked at the middle-aged man unexpectedly, Bai Shu was glaring angrily, he grabbed Mu Lan's little hand, and said in a firm tone, "I can't enter her!" ”

"Uh......" The middle-aged man was shocked by his momentum and was speechless.

"Baizhu, you can't enter!" The patriarch turned around, his tone undeniable.

The clan elders in the back passed by Baizhu and Mu Lan one by one, and then stood behind the patriarch, as if they were giving the patriarch a boost.

The villagers gathered towards the ancestral hall, and the torches in their hands reflected the gate of the ancestral hall, invisibly forming an aura of persecution, as if Baizhu would rush to take Baizhu down if they broke in.

Mu Lan felt the seriousness of the atmosphere, it seemed that the two sides were at a stalemate, and she understood the stubbornness of Baizhu.

Mu Lan pulled Baizhu and smiled at him soothingly, "Can you wait for me here?" ”

Her voice was cold and magical, and Bai Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

A slight voice sounded next to him, and the middle-aged man who was obviously blocking Baizhu breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the dagger that appeared again in Baizhu's other hand in fear, swallowed his saliva again, and made a gesture to Mu Lan: "Please!" ”

Mu Lan pulled out the small hand that was clenched by Baizhu and walked into this ancestral hall that was sacred to the Luo family.

She should feel honored, women are not allowed to enter the Locke family ancestral hall, and she should be grateful for the honor given by the patriarch when she can come in!

But she wanted to see what happened to Xiao Mulan's mother here at the beginning.

The heavy and ancient gate slowly closed behind Mu Lan, isolating Mu Lan and Bai Zhu, as well as the group of Luo Village villagers behind Bai Zhu.

Baizhu stood on the stone steps, his eyes burning, looking at the gap that was slowly closing, the dim ancestral hall was like a giant beast lying prone with its huge mouth open, slowly waking up.

The villagers behind Bai Shu began to disperse, and they all returned home, and soon there were very few, except for a petite figure, which was Bai Su who pursed his lips tightly and held his hands at his side.

"Girl, go back!" Bai Su's mother pushed her.

Bai Su didn't move, her eyes seemed to see the person she wanted to care about through the heavy door.

"Ah Niang, what did you say the patriarch wanted to ask Mu Lan for, would he lock Mu Lan up?" Bai Su muttered, softly, but her mother heard it.

Bai Su's mother stretched out her carrot-like fingers and pinched Bai Su's ears, and said in a low and fierce voice, "Stinky girl, if you have time to care about that dead girl, you might as well embroider a few more handkerchiefs for the old lady!" ”

"Ah, mother, mother, let go, I'll go back!"

Bai Su begged for mercy, and unconsciously followed her mother, but her eyes were always on the gate of the ancestral hall and the tall and slender figure standing at the door.

Bai Su's mother and daughter's words, standing in front of the ancestral hall, naturally heard it, but he was indifferent.

His mind was all on the girl who entered the door in front of him, the dagger in his hand was held tightly by him, his body was tense, and he seemed to have the urge to push open the door and rush in at any moment.

Mu Lan, who had already entered the ancestral hall, stood in the patio and looked up at the ancestral hall lit with rows of candles, and the tablets on it were neatly arranged one by one, like rows of majestic and solemn old men.

They were staring at her one by one, as if they were silently questioning her, and as if they were putting invisible pressure on her, trying to use this momentum to coerce her to compromise and cowardice.

Will Mu Lan be cowardly, of course she won't, it's just some dead things, the ancestors of Luojia Village are not her ancestors, she is a lonely soul from another world who has crossed over, fearless!