This thing is not tattooed with special materials in childhood like the Zhang family's unicorn. Xun
In systematic terms, it is born in his bones and blood.
The tattoos of the Zhang family were made by detecting the purity of the Kirin bloodline when they were babies, and then using special methods to tattoo them, so that they would not show up at first.
As a child grows older, the pattern of the tattoo will gradually grow and the color will change from light to dark. Until the age of eighteen, the pattern will all grow out. It will last a lifetime and become more visible when exposed to heat.
The unicorn tattoo on Zhang Zhuxun's body may have been tattooed later. He couldn't remember when he got the tattoo. Before he was five years old, his memory seemed to be stuck in the fog, and everything was blurry. But after the age of five, his tattoo had become
Part of it has grown.
Just like what the Wang family and Tushou said, he is the kind of strong hybrid that surpasses ordinary purebloods, so his tattoo can only be a unicorn.
The elders of the family have not revealed who got the tattoo on him, or that when the Zhang family picked him up from outside, he already had a unicorn tattoo on his body.
The system itself said that it only found Zhang Zhuxun after he was five years old. What Zhang Zhuxun had experienced before was unknown to the wandering system. Xun
It can only be speculated based on what happened later that the reason why the overseas Zhang family picked Zhang Zhuxun back from the ancient temple and focused on cultivating him was probably because they saw the very faint unicorn patterns that had begun to grow on his body, thus confirming that he was Zhang Zhuxun.
Family.
My mother-in-law often has the habit of picking up children who are young and helpless due to major changes in their growing environment.
Several of Zhang Zhuoxun's batch of children were picked up from outside and were not related to the Zhang family, and the blood concentrations of those who were related were also uneven.
Although the maternal training for the children is also strict, it is not too impersonal.
Children without blood and children with blood have different trainings, as well as the nature of the tasks they will have when they grow up. Compared with ordinary children, children with blood are usually much tougher, and they have to shoulder more.
If it were before the destruction of the Zhang family, children like Zhang Zhuxun would have been taken away by the family and raised in isolation in the family's inner building.
Zhang Zhuoxun sighed quietly. After doing this for a long time, he was still a wild child who didn't know the details of his parents. He couldn't even get angry about it. Xun
The system said that the ancient temple where the overseas Zhang family discovered him was actually in Medog.
Zhang Zhuoxun speculates that it is probably near Kangbaluo. He will have to look for it if he has the chance, but the chance of finding it may be slim.
And the most important point is that there is also some relationship between the flame tattoo and Kangbalo's ancestors.
In other words, the ancestors of the Kangbalo people share the same origin with that ancient tribe, and even that ancient tribe has close ties with the Gu Zhang family.
They trace their origins back to three thousand years ago and belong to the same huge family. It's just that the Zhang family protects the ultimate in the open, while the ancient tribe hides a deeper dark side and does the same thing as the Zhang family.
But according to the system, a fatal accident occurred in that ancient tribe a long time ago, leading to the annihilation of the entire tribe.
The Kangbalo people can be regarded as the descendants of that ancient ethnic group who came here after several migrations.Xun
The system kept silent about what exactly happened, making it clear that it did not want to say anything, or it was not time yet. Even if Zhang Zhuxun knew about it, it would not be of any benefit, or even worse, it would have the opposite effect and be detrimental to the next plan.<
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Most of the components of the system also come from that ancient tribe. It is the product of blood sacrifice, and its birth has only one purpose, which is to prevent the end from coming.
Before the decline of the Zhang family, the system already existed, but was in a dormant state.
Zhang Zhu asked it who woke it up.
The system says it is the consciousness of a group of Zhang family members at the last moment of their demise.
"You can call me Bai Ci. This is the name of the young patriarch who led the tribe to perform blood sacrifices at that time." System said, "Or you can still call me System."
"What is Awu Chiqiu?" Zhang Zhu asked.Xun
The system answered, "Spirit of the Sun."
"The last question." Zhang Zhu asked, "Why do you want me to call you Bai Ci Lanmu? Isn't Bai Ci the name of the young patriarch of your family? It would be inappropriate for me to use it."
After the face change, the system decided to give him a Tibetan name, Baici Lanmuyangcuo, which means the jasper lake reflecting the holy sky.
Zhang Zhuxun always felt that the system was still hiding something fishy in it.
"You are very similar to him." The system paused and then said, "Your other half's bloodline is the purest among all the Zhang family and Kangbalo people who are still alive today."
Zhang Zhuxun sneered, "This stand-in literature is for your fun to understand."
The system was a little anxious and hurriedly explained, "It's not a substitute!" If there was one more word, it would remain silent. Xun
Not to mention pulling it down, the system designation is still hiding something, but Zhang Zhuxun doesn’t want to struggle with it for the time being.
Zhang Zhuxun's current identity is that of a fake Kangbalo. Well, actually you can't say that. After all, going back a long time, there is some blood connection between them.
His purpose is to use his identity to guide the Wang family to believe that the ancient tribal people have unknowingly revived.
This tribal group is as powerful as the Zhang family back then, and is even more troublesome than the Wang family imagined. This will continue to attract the attention of the Wang family, allowing them to dig deeper into the secrets of the ancient family behind them.
The reason why the Wang family is convinced of this is because the people they sent into the ancient building of the Zhang family did find that weird flame symbol. It was very ancient. It was a symbol that they had never seen before and did not belong to the Zhang family.
, yet so familiar that it’s frightening.
In their opinion, the people who carved those flame symbols have always been operating within the scope marked in the Warring States silk books. However, they claim to know everything in secret, but they are unaware of it. The unknown is always the most important thing.
Horrible.
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The Wang family betrayed the agreement with the Kangbalo people and persecuted the Zhang family. Their ancestor Wang Zanghai felt guilty for the Kangbalo people, so he later set up a clan line of "obeying those with phoenix tattoos"
Return.Xun
The tattoo that the Wang family has been looking for is not actually a phoenix, but a part of the flame tattoo that Zhang Chuxun has on his body, but it looks like a phoenix.
No wonder Wang Xiaoli said nervously that it was because Zhang Chuxun's body contained the blood of their Wang family that the ratio in his body would drop to zero when he entered a certain state.
Isn’t that when the flame tattoo appeared?
What Zhang Shuxun wanted to use was this line of descent, using the same method they used to deal with the Zhang family, to split the Wang family from within.
As for the Zhang family, after discovering the connection between Zhang Chuxun and the ancient ethnic group and the Kangbalo people who "died" in the ancient building of the Zhang family, they naturally chose to work with him to deal with the Wang family.
He is now pretending to be not only Wu Xie, but also Zhang Haike. Copying someone is what the Zhang family is best at, so he is somewhat looking forward to meeting Zhang Haike and the others.
Closer to home, the identity assigned to Aning by the system is also a fake Kangbalo person. In other words, Aning can also be considered a part of the revival of the ancient ethnic group. Xun
Flame tattoos are relatively bad, and they will not appear when exposed to heat like a unicorn. Therefore, even if Zhang Haike and the others caught Aning, they would not be able to confirm which group of people she came from.
Zhang Zhuxun squatted down and felt in the hole under the cabinet, but found nothing strange.
He turned to look at the cabinet on one side and found that the wooden cabinet was not generally thick and strong, but the workmanship was a bit rough. It looked like Aning had cut the boards and nailed them together.
After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked over, reaching under the bottom cabinet and groping around. Sure enough, he found uneven scratches and dense tentacles.
He held the edge of the board, lifted the cabinet to one side and placed it on the edge of the kang. He took out a pocket flashlight from his pocket and shined a light on the bottom of the cabinet. He saw that there were many small round lentil-like pits under the cabinet.
, the same color as the cabinet board, looks like it was chewed from the outside by some kind of insect with its mouth pouting.
Zhang Zhuxun felt it carefully and felt that these irregularly arranged concave dots should be Braille, but they were reversed.
Fortunately, he had come across Braille when he was doing tasks before. He looked at it carefully and found that it seemed to be several rows of numbers. Quick
When reading Braille, a blind person needs to fix the Braille board on the Braille paper, and then write from right to left. When the writing is completed, turn the Braille paper over and touch it from left to right. You can feel the Braille you just used.
The bumps made by the pen are used to achieve the purpose of reading.
Aning used the bottom of the cabinet as Braille paper and used something with a round head to knock the message onto it backwards.
Zhang Zhuxun started directly, stuck a dagger into the gap of the cabinet board, pried off the nails on it, disassembled the entire bottom board, then closed his eyes and imitated the reading method of a blind person to touch.
The numbers in Braille are not stamped according to the direction of the strokes like normal Arabic numerals, but have certain arrangement rules.
Zhang Zhuoxun's eyelids twitched, and he touched it again unbelievingly. It was indeed these numbers, but what did these numbers mean? Xun
What exactly did Aning find in Medog?
Could this be because she was in danger or hiding?
Zhang Zhuoxun opened the drawer again and examined it carefully. He found a loose lid at the bottom of the drawer. He opened it and found a piece of paper inside with a string of addresses written in German.
The address was exactly the address of the Sangyi Post Office that Zhang Zhu had asked the Tibetan couple before.
Zhang Zhuxun searched every corner of the house and found nothing else except these two things.
After restoring the furnishings in the house intact and removing all traces of his presence, Zhang Zhuxun immediately set off for the post office.
In fact, the so-called post office is not an administrative unit under unified jurisdiction like in later generations, but an intermediary that carries packages in and out of Medog and charges a certain fee. The post office Zhang Zhu is looking for was opened by such an intermediary. Xun
This kind of post office is really not very conspicuous. It is hidden among other wooden tile houses in the surrounding area. Zhang Chuxun took two more steps and even missed it.
Sensing something was wrong, he turned back and caught a local wandering on the snowy road to inquire.
The man heard Zhang Zhuxun saying that he wanted to find the post office, and looked at the backpack behind him. He thought he was going to send something, so he waved his hand and enthusiastically led the way.
When he got to the place, the man raised his hand and pointed, then opened the heavy felt curtain and got in, "It's right here."
A middle-aged Tibetan who was sweeping the fallen snow on the window sill with a broom in his hand turned sideways upon hearing the sound, revealing a vertical blackboard-like sign on the wall he had just blocked.
The sign was made of cement and wooden strips fixed on the wall, then blackened with ink, and two large characters scrawled with white paint, "Post Office".
"Want to give something as a gift?" The middle-aged Tibetan looked Zhang Zhuxun up and down, judging that he should be a wealthy man, with a wide grin. Xun
Zhang Zhuxun responded vaguely, opened the thick curtain and walked in. A lama wearing a red coat of arms passed him by.
Zhang Zhuoxun was startled for a moment, and subconsciously turned around, only to see the lama also turning around, looking at him with a kind smile, then clasping his hands and nodding slightly.
As if to say, guests coming from afar are welcome.
The middle-aged Tibetan was about to follow him in, but when he saw this, he hurriedly stepped aside, saluted respectfully, and poked Zhang Zhuxun in the elbow to signal him to join him, "Don't be rude to the master."
Zhang Bo came to his senses and did the same.
The clinker lama turned sideways slightly and did not accept his salute.
Zhang Zhuoxun was a little surprised and didn't understand what he meant. Xun
However, the lama did not explain much and turned directly towards a silver-white building complex hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance in the snowy sky.
He was neither fast nor slow, as if he were walking in the clouds. The sunshine breaking through the clouds was shining on his shoulders. Looking from the back, he looked sacred and solemn.
The middle-aged Tibetan next to him was simply dumbfounded. He turned around and looked at Zhang Zhuxun carefully, muttering something to himself.
Finally, I couldn't help but ask him, and my words were a lot more tactful, "Who is the guest? Why is the master so polite to you?"
Zhang Zhuoxun glanced at him and asked: "What is the name of the guru just now?"
"The master is Lama Deren of Kira Monastery." After the middle-aged Tibetan answered, he looked at him expectantly.
Zhang Zhuxun gave him an inscrutable look, and then continued to open the door curtain.Xun
As soon as he entered, Zhang Zhuxun was hit by the noisy heat inside and frowned subconsciously.
After taking a closer look, I realized that there were several people surrounding the table in the room, all of whom were staring at a painting on the wall.
Originally, they were playing mahjong. Two stoves were placed nearby. Oil tea and tsampa cakes were still hot on the stoves. The boiling water in the iron kettle on the other stove was bubbling, but there was no sound.
Human management.
"Why did the master ask someone to change this painting?" someone muttered.
"The master has his own reasons for doing this. You and I don't understand."
When the lama arrived, the silence passed instantly, and the room became lively again.
Zhang Zhuoxun looked at the painting in a daze, his eyes fixed on the face of the person in the painting, and he did not return to his senses for a long time. Xun