The old man's footsteps stopped eagerly, and he understood the fear in Ling Luoyu's eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched, raised the axe in his hand, and pointed at her behind: "That..."

Ling Luoyu glanced at the meeting nervously and cautiously, and quickly moved aside the pile of wood that had been split in half.

The old man also went around half a circle, and after a certain distance from her, he walked towards the firewood.

Xu was to ease the awkward and tense atmosphere, after erecting a piece of wood, he said solemnly.

"Hide away, watch out for the sawdust before it crashes you."

"Oh"

Ling Luoyu obediently moved back, silently looking at the small black building not far away.

The construction style of Zhao's ancestral hall was a bit of the European and American style she had seen in her previous life.

On the top of the round tower, there is a tall black spire, straight up to the sky.

"Grandpa, what's that place? It looks...a bit scary." Ling Luoyu whispered.

"Ancestral Hall!"

"Ancestral hall?" Ling Luoyu frowned, "Didn't it mean that the Zhao family's ancestral hall... is somewhere else? How can there be any ancestral halls here?"

"This is the foundation of the Zhao family..." The old man's axe fell, his expression was a little lost, and his eyes looked straight in front of him: "It's a pity, the descendants of Shao have forgotten that this is the root of the Zhao family! I don't know... if Zhao is gone The foundation of the family, the Zhao family... is just like the river, looking turbulent, but in the end it will be torn apart and divided into small streams, and there will be no more climate like the past!"

Ling Luoyu took a sip of hot water, and his eyes were cute: "I heard my uncle say that the Zhao family...will not be defeated...that's why he sent me to the Zhao family and said that as long as you are in the Zhao family, Starved to death!"

"I won't lose?" The old man sneered: "In the world, prosperity must decline. This unchanging principle... No matter any dynasty or family, when it reaches its peak, it will decline... Even if it is the royal family. Such a law! This is the law of the game of heaven... There is no dedication and sacrifice that can last forever!"

The last sentence is very meaningful.

Ling Luoyu looked sideways, and Danshui Wuhen's gaze flicked towards the old ancestral hall: "I heard that one of the ancestors of the Zhao family escaped into the empty door and served the Buddha... The sacrifice and sacrifice in the mouth of your old man, can't it be him? ?"

The old man's eyes were wrong for an instant: "You...how do you know?"

Ling Luoyu's innocent face: "Grandpa, everyone knows about this, and it's not me who knows...what's wrong? This...is a secret, can't you tell?"

She covered her mouth with a shocked expression on her face.

"Ah, what should I do? I have already said it... I won't be killed, right?"

The old man's face changed a few times, he raised his axe suddenly, and slashed it forcefully: "Drink water, and go after drinking!"

Obviously, he did not want to discuss this topic.

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, just about to drink someone, but his heart sank, turning his eyes slowly, looking in the direction of Taolin.

At the same time, the old man also got up slowly, turning his head to look.

In Tao Lin's direction, a figure was walking staggeringly.

That's also a bit embarrassing.

It seemed to be ruined by Taolin.

And the other side saw them both at that time.

At that moment, his eyes met Ling Luoyu.

After the two looked at each other, they tacitly looked away.