Chapter 682: Is this name among the ancestors?

——What’s going on?

Li Yuanxiao listened to the two people playing charades and piecing together the stories, and like Xie Huailou, he couldn't help but become curious about the relationship between Qin Lang and Miss Tu.

Qin Lang flicked the aluminum cup in his hand and asked, "Would I hide anything I could tell you? This is the first day you've known me?"

When explanations are not sufficient, the main method used is to confuse the public and use the Qin family's ancestral craftsmanship.

Xie Huailuo glanced at him, narrowed his eyes, and a flash of anxiety passed through his eyes.

Li Yuanxiao looked at him and turned slightly to the side, took out a cigarette from his pocket and poured out one.

Li Yuanxiao looked at Qin Lang, who was holding the hot water cup with both hands, looking innocent.

"Little Master, seriously! I've said everything I can!"

It is difficult to comment on Li Yuanxiao.

Xie Huailou was silent for a while, smoking a cigarette. He turned to Qin Lang and said impatiently, "What about the things that can't be said?"

"Yeah." Li Yuanxiao couldn't help laughing when he heard that. He stood up with his legs spread apart to join in the fun.

"Did Tu Huan sew your mouth shut, or block the nerves in your brain?"

Without waiting for Qin Lang to speak, Xie Huailou started to speak again.

Qin Lang said, "It's boring to chat like this late at night."

Xie Huailou: "It seems to be true."

With his many years of understanding of Qin Lang, Xie Huailou arrogantly believed that he was not wrong.

Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat. He knew clearly that Xie Huailou was so shrewd that he must have discovered something to ask such questions. But he would never say a word about the "matter" between him and Tu Huan without Tu Huan's consent.

Xie Huailou knew that Qin Lang knew what he was asking, and Qin Lang also knew that Xie Huailou knew that he knew that the other party had guessed correctly. The two clear-headed men confronted each other in their eyes.

It would be totally wrong for someone as smart as Li Yuanxiao to still not understand what is happening now.

"Two big brothers, how about taking a break?"

Halftime break.

Xie Huailou didn't ask any more questions. He had already gotten the answers he wanted from the series of questions just now, even if Qin Lang refused to say anything.

Qin Lang knew in his heart that his reaction just now must have leaked the information.

but!

hey-hey.

Qin Lang felt confused. So what if his third brother guessed it?

Even if Xie Huailou guessed that there was a secret between him and Tu Huan, and it was not a small secret, but he didn't say it. Third Brother would never imagine how magical what he experienced was.

Sit quietly for a while.

The members of the remaining search team came to report that they had cordoned off the surrounding area according to Li Yuanxiao's instructions.

Li Yuanxiao stood up and said, "I'll go take a look around and check for any gaps."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Lang waved his hand.

Li Yuanxiao went to check the formation, leaving Qin Lang and Xie Huailou not far from the cave.

The two sat in silence for a while, one drinking water and thinking, the other smoking and looking into the night.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Lang suddenly said casually, "Third brother, the Xie family is opening the ancestral hall this year. Who will be in charge?"

Xie Huailou was a little surprised that he cared about this. After thinking for a moment, he whispered, "I."

"For Xie Siming?"

"more than."

"oh."

The topic was silent for a while. Seeing that Qin Lang did not continue the conversation, Xie Huailou lowered his head and opened his phone again. His subordinates in Haicheng, who were thousands of miles away, sent him five or six photos.

The photo is clear, but the people in the photo are less noticeable. Just tap with your fingertips to enlarge the photo.

After checking several photos one by one, Xie Huailuo casually issued a comment: Keep following up.

——Okay, Mr. Xie!

Exit the screen, the dark screen reflects your face.

Xie Huailou pondered for a moment, then raised his head and took out another cigarette from the cigarette box. As the flame flickered, he suddenly asked, "Why are you suddenly asking about the sacrifice?"

Qin Lang held the hot water cup in his hand and turned to look at him, "Curious."

"What are you curious about?"

Qin Lang thought for a moment, "I've known for years that the Xie family worships their ancestors, but I've never heard of the name of the ancestor that my third brother's family worships."

Xie Huailou raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

But the expression of surprise was only fleeting.

Brother Qin Lang's question is not over the line.

There's nothing that can't be said.

Xie Huailou thought for a moment, exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke, brushed off the ash, and said calmly, "Are you asking about the Xie family's ancestor or the Xie family god?"

"Can you tell me everything?" Qin Lang leaned forward, interested.

"If you ask, you can tell me."

Xie Huailou raised his eyes to look at him, and immediately uttered cold words from his handsome thin lips, "A trade?"

Qin Lang said, "Tell me something I can do."

If he can't do something, he can't go to the gambling table.

Xie Huailou snorted softly, "Virtue."

His fingertips touched his lips, he took a deep breath and exhaled gently.

"Is Tu Huan a human?"

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and replied: "Probably."

This is really the truth. In Qin Lang's opinion, it is really difficult for him to answer this question.

Xie Huailou nodded, not sure whether he was satisfied with the answer or not, but he still abided by the agreement and answered Qin Lang's previous question.

"The Xie family's ancestors suffered a great disaster, and the succession was lost. Until now, the ancestor who has been carrying on the incense of his descendants has the surname Xie and the name Guiyi. The eldest son and the legitimate grandson have inherited the family lineage."

Qin Lang listened carefully, pondered for a moment, and asked, "What about the family god that your Xie family worshipped during their time?"

Xie Huailou looked at Qin Lang deeply and said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

Qin Lang: "What?!"

Qin Lang thought he had misheard and was stunned.

"What do you mean you don't know? Don't you really have one at home?"

The Xie family in Haicheng has a family god. This is not groundless. In the last life, when the world was changing, the ancestors of the Xie family asked the god for protection. This matter was widely spread among the older generation. It’s just that many years have passed and the later generations don’t feel it so much.

But Qin Lang knew that there was such a "worldly" person in the Xie family.

Xie Huailou lightly tapped his fingertips, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "Yes, but the divine tablet has no words on it, so nine out of ten requests will not be answered."

Qin Lang: “…”

After choking for a few seconds, Qin Lang was curious: "With a 10% probability, you still want to make such a big fuss to try it?"

If he remembered correctly, his third brother summoned almost all the members of the Xie family to Haicheng this time, and even invited them to visit on short notice.

“1%.”

"What?"

"There's a 1% chance that the gods will respond," Xie Huailou corrected.

Qin Lang: “…”

Suddenly I want to complain, but I don’t know where to start.

"With such a low probability, are you serious?"

"Whether it works or not, I will let them see it."

Qin Lang thought of a name and couldn't help but clench his water cup with both hands. He turned to look at him and said, "Third brother, have you heard a name in the ancestral tablets of your Xie family over the years?"

Xie Huailou flicked his cigarette and squinted his eyes.

"What's the name?"

"Xie Yuchuan."

"I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

"I said, Xie, Yu, and Chuan." Qin Lang repeated, "Have you heard it?"

Xie Huailou's eyes relaxed slightly, and he said lightly:

“No.”

(End of this chapter)