Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 432: What era is it now? Still need to test kinship by blood test?

Ancestral hall, also known as ancestral temple, ancestral hall, and ancestral hall.

This is the place where Confucianism places ancestral tablets and holds ancestor worship activities, and it is also the place where family affairs are carried out.

There is a patriarch and three elders in charge of Baijia Village.

When Xia Mo met these four elders in the ancestral hall, she greeted them one by one and behaved politely.

The clan leader of this generation is named Bai Jingxuan. He looks to be in his fifties, with gray hair, an energetic spirit, a kind face, and a long beard. He looks no different from an old man taking care of his grandchildren for a walk in the park.

In fact, he is over 130 years old and is from the same era as Principal Angers. His strength is also unfathomable. He once defeated Bai Muyang in the dragon bone state with a single palm strike.

The chief elder is called Bai Xiaotian. He is dressed in a white shirt, is burly and strong, has the appearance of a middle-aged man, the body of Schwarzenegger, his clothes are about to burst, his skin is overly pale, and he has both vigor and vitality and an old air.

The second elder also looks middle-aged. His name is Bai Shouren. He is elegant and easy-going, with a scholarly temperament. He wears thin-rimmed glasses and carries a ruler with him. He is a teacher in the private school in Baijia Village, teaching astronomy, geography, and history.

As for the third elder, Xia Mo's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard her call herself the third elder. Oh my, it's the Child-Fairy of Tianshan.

The third elder was petite, or rather, she looked like an elementary school student. She wore a navy blue Chinese-style short shirt with a traditional buttoned collar, a black pleated skirt, white calf socks, and black buckled Mary Jane shoes, clearly dressed like a female student in the Republic of China.

Since this little Lolita appeared in the ancestral hall and no one was surprised when she called herself the third elder, it seems that she is indeed a real "elder".

The third elder in green caught Xia Mo's surprised look, although it was fleeting.

But Qingyi is used to it, so she is not angry. It is normal for anyone to have doubts when seeing that a girl with a golden hairpin who is less than 1.5 meters tall and looks super cute and tender is the third elder who is highly respected and dignified. Not angry, not angry...

Xia Mo observed Bai Jingxuan and the others calmly, and they were also observing her.

The neutral dressing style made the relatively traditional Great Elder Bai Xiaotian frown slightly, while the Third Elder Qingyi's eyes lit up. How cool! Is this the trendy dress style for young people?
"Xiaotian, Shouren, Qingyi, who do you three think Miss Xia Mo looks like?" Bai Jingxuan spoke in standard Mandarin.

Xia Mo was shocked when she heard this. Could it be that... the Bai family really had someone who looked like her? My parents are here? Hmm?

"He doesn't look like anyone." Bai Xiaotian shook his head.

The same was true for Bai Shouren and Qingyi, especially Qingyi. Bai Jingxuan sighed when he saw that the Third Elder was also making a fuss.

Due to genetic inheritance, children will always have similarities in appearance with their parents, even if it is inherited from the previous generation. Bai Jingxuan lived for more than 130 years and had guarded countless generations. He had basically seen all the descendants of King Bai and remembered them.

Xia Mo felt calm when she saw this. Her identity as a descendant of the White King was given by the White King himself. Whether it was true or false, it was true.

But isn't it too hasty for the Bai family to rely on recognizing people to determine whether I am your family? Xia Mo complained in her heart.

of course not.

"Miss Xia Mo, can I borrow a strand of your hair? I learned about your background from Mu Yang and checked your family tree."

"The genealogy has been passed down since the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Later, as compatriots with other surnames joined, those with different surnames were also recorded."

"I remember that the surname of the old generation of Guifang's family was Xia. If you, little girl Xia Mo, are one of us, you are also related to the Guifang family by blood. Send your hair and her hair to the hospital for DNA testing."

Xia Mo listened and tilted her head.

This was not quite what she had imagined. Xia Mo's impression of the Bai family focused on the word "secluded", so she imagined a family with a long tradition. Last time at the trial, they used some mysterious and powerful talismans to test their bloodline.

How did recognizing one's relatives become a science? It's not metaphysics.

Xia Mo felt inexplicably disappointed.

For the Bai family, it has been proven that Xia Mo is a descendant of King Bai. What remains is to prove whether she is related to the Bai family. This is not the factor of dragon, but of people.

To test the blood relationship between people, we naturally have to go to the hospital and use scientific instruments. Do we have to do blood testing to identify relatives?

Xia Mo thought for a moment, then generously plucked a strand of hair and handed it to Bai Jingxuan. She would lose hair when combing her hair on a daily basis anyway.

Dragons won't be at risk of getting the Mediterranean Sea, but what's wrong with humans losing some hair?

Bai Jingxuan will wrap it with a handkerchief and send it to the hospital. The test results will take a few days to wait. During these days, Bai Jingxuan invites Xia Mo to stay in Baijia Village for a few days... The village has Internet access and solar water heaters, so life is very convenient. Xia Mo thinks that the village is not secluded if it has Internet access. The Internet is a double-edged sword. Isn't the Bai family afraid of being exposed?

Perhaps what she saw and touched was just an illusion, not the core circle, and she had not yet seen the true appearance of the Bai family.

Bai Jingxuan arranged for Bai Muyang to be a tour guide to introduce Baijia Village to Xia Mo. They had already prepared accommodation for Xia Mo, so there was no need to make any arrangements now.

After Xia Mo and Bai Muyang left, Bai Jingxuan and others did not separate and discussed the matter of Xia Mo.

"It's been a long time since I last saw our compatriots living abroad." Bai Jingxuan sighed.

"That Xia Mo's strength should not be underestimated," Bai Xiaotian said, "She was not affected by seeing me. She was calm and composed, and her aura was steady. Her bloodline must have met the standards."

"Chief, if the DNA test results come out and Xia Mo is indeed our lost younger generation, but she is also a member of the Western Secret Party, what should we do?" Bai Shouren asked.

"So what if they are secretive? Humph, a bunch of old people bullying a junior," Bai Xiaotian said unhappily, "Xia Mo is really one of us, she will definitely not suffer such an injustice."

"Whether she is one of ours or not, she has the blood of King Bai and the blood of our countrymen flowing in her body. We should always give her some help," said Bai Jingxuan.

"Miss Xia Mo has already had a rift with the secret party. Rather than saying that she is trying to get someone from the secret party, it depends on where the little girl's heart lies." Bai Jingxuan said again.

The first and second elders nodded and agreed deeply.

"Qingyi, what do you think?" Bai Jingxuan asked when he saw the Third Elder was daydreaming.

"Ah? I think her hairstyle is pretty good. How about I change the style tomorrow?" Qingyi thought while touching her twin ponytails.

Great Elder:...

Second Elder:...

"That hairstyle doesn't suit you. The double-ringed fairy-hair style is more suitable for you."

"I've had that hairstyle for years and I'm tired of it." Qingyi shook his head.

"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

The green clothes are moist.

The remaining three "youngsters" felt helpless about this.

Not steady at all, Senior Qingyi.

At the same time, on the other side, Xia Mo and Bai Muyang were walking on the way to Luting. On the way, an aunt greeted Bai Muyang anxiously, saying that she needed his help with something urgent.

Bai Muyang is very popular in Baijia Village. Neighbors and grandparents have all held him in their arms when he was a child. The clan's mode of getting along is to help each other. Bai Muyang is taken care of by his family members, and he also helps his family members with all his heart and effort.

"Sorry, I..." Bai Muyang looked apologetic.

"It's okay, I'm tired too, sit down and rest for a while." Xia Mo said sympathetically.

"Then go sit on the stone bench over there for a while. I'll be back soon."

Bai Muyang left like a gust of wind.

Xia Mo sat on a stone chair dragging her suitcase. In front of her was a stone table with a chess board carved on it. It seemed that it was used by an old man to play chess.

Unfortunately, there are no chess pieces and no one to play chess at the moment. Playing chess online is not as lively as playing chess offline, provided that there are only two players and no one else pointing fingers.

A true gentleman watches a game of chess without speaking, and a real man does not regret after making a move.

Xia Mo was in a daze when suddenly a girl appeared in her sight.

(End of this chapter)