This thing is not tattooed with special materials in early childhood like the unicorn of the Zhang family. Xun is born in his blood and bones, in the words of the system.

The Zhang family's tattoo was detected by the method of purity of the Qilin bloodline when it was a baby, and then it was tattooed with a special method, which did not appear at first.

As the child grows older, the pattern of the tattoo will gradually grow, and the color will change from light to dark, until the age of 18 adulthood, the pattern will all grow, and then it will accompany the whole life, and it will appear when it is hot.

The unicorn on Zhang Qixun's body may have been tattooed late, he doesn't remember when he had the tattoo, his memories before the age of five seemed to be stuck in a fog, all of them were blurred, but after the age of five, some of his tattoos have grown.

Just like the Wang family and the collapsed shoulders said, he is the kind of strong hybrid that surpasses ordinary pure-bloods, so his tattoo can only be a unicorn.

The elders of the family did not reveal who got his tattoo, or if he already had a unicorn tattoo on his body when the Zhang family picked him up from the outside.

The system itself said that it only found Zhang Qixun after he was five years old, and what Zhang Qixun had experienced before, and the wandering system did not know.

Xun could only speculate from later that the reason why the overseas Zhang family picked Zhang Qixun back from the ancient temple and focused on cultivating it was probably because he saw the faint unicorn pattern that had begun to grow on his body, so as to determine that he was the Zhang family.

Outsiders often have the habit of picking up children who have major changes in their growth environment and are young and helpless.

Several of the children in Zhang Qixun's group were picked up from outside and were not related to the Zhang family, and the blood concentration of the relationship was also uneven.

Although the training of children is also strict, it will not lose the human touch too much. Children without bloodline and children with bloodline have different training to participate in, as well as the nature of the tasks they have when they grow up, and children with bloodline inheritance are usually much tougher than ordinary children, and they have more to shoulder.

If it was when the Zhang family's family had not yet been destroyed, children like Zhang Qixun would have been taken away by the family and cultivated in a closed building in the family building.

Zhang Qixun sighed, after a long time, he was still a wild child who didn't know the details of his parents, and he couldn't get angry about it.

Xun said that the ancient temple where the overseas Zhang family found him was actually in Motuo. Zhang Qixun speculated that it was likely to be near Kangbalo, and he had to look for it if he had a chance, but there was little chance of finding it.

And most crucially, there is also some relationship between the flame tattoo and the ancestors of the Comballor. In other words, the ancestors of the Khamballo people are of the same origin as that ancient tribe group, and even more, that ancient tribe also has a close connection with the Gu Zhang family.

They traced their roots back to three thousand years ago, and they belonged to the same huge family, but the Zhang family guarded the ultimate on the bright side, while the ancient tribe hid the deeper dark side, and did the same thing as the Zhang family.

But according to the system, some kind of fatal change occurred in the ancient tribe a long time ago, which led to the destruction of the entire tribe.

The Campaloan are the descendants of that ancient ethnic group, who have migrated here several times.

What happened in Xunzhong, the system remained silent, making it clear that it didn't want to say, or that the time had not come, even if Zhang Qixun knew, it would be of no benefit, and even worse, it would have the opposite effect and be detrimental to the next plan.

Most of the composition of the system also comes from that ancient tribe, it is the product of a bloodline sacrifice, and it was born with only one purpose, which is to prevent the end from coming.

Before the Zhang family declined, the system already existed, but it was just in a sleeping state. Zhang Qi asked it who woke it up.

The system said that it was one of the last moments of the demise of the Zhang family.

"You can call me Bai Ci, this is the name of the young patriarch who led the clan in the blood sacrifice at that time." system tract,

"Or call me the system anyway."

"What is Awu Chiqi?" Zhang Qi asked. The swift system replied,

"Spirit of the Sun."

"One last question." ZHANG Qixundao,

"Why do you want me to be called Bai Cilanmu? Isn't Bai Ci the name of the young patriarch of your family, it's not good to use it for me. After changing his face, the system took it upon himself to give him a Tibetan name, called Baici Lanmuyangcuo, which means jasper lake reflecting the holy sky.

Zhang Qixun always felt that the system was still holding back something in it.

"You're a lot like him." The system paused, and then said,

"Your other half of your bloodline is the purest of all the Zhang family and Kangbalo people who are still alive today." Zhang Qixun sneered,

"This stand-in literature is for you to understand." The system was a little anxious and hastily explained,

"Not a stand-in!" One more word will be silent. Not to mention pulling down, the system still has something to hide, but Zhang Qixun doesn't want to worry about it for the time being.

Zhang Qixun's current identity is a fake Kangbalo, ah, in fact, it can't be said like this, after all, it goes back a long time, and there is a lost blood connection between them.

His purpose is to use his identity to guide the Wang family to believe that the ancient tribal group of the past has unconsciously recovered.

This tribal group is as powerful as the Zhang family back then, and even more tricky than the Wang family imagined, so it will continue to lure the attention of the Wang family and let them dig deep into the secrets of the ancient family behind them.

The reason why the Wang family was convinced of this was because the people they sent into the Zhang Family Ancient Mansion did find that strange flame symbol, which was very old, it was a mark that they had never seen that did not belong to the Zhang family, but it was so familiar that it was terrifying.

In their opinion, the people who carved those flame symbols have always been active within the scope marked by the Warring States Silk Book, but they who claim to know everything in the dark are unaware of it, and the unknown is always the most terrifying.

The Wang family betrayed the agreement with the Kangbalo people and persecuted the Zhang family, and their ancestor Wang Zanghai felt guilty about the Kangbalo people, so he set up a rule later

"Obey the person with the phoenix tattoo". The tattoo that Xun Wang's family has been looking for is not actually a phoenix, but a part of the totem of the flame tattoo on Zhang Qixun's body, which just looks like a phoenix.

It is no wonder that Wang Xiaoli is nervous to say that Zhang Qixun is because he contains the blood of their Wang family in his body, and when he enters a certain state, the ratio on his body will be reduced to zero.

Isn't that the state of the special mother when the flame tattoo appeared? What Zhang Qixun wanted to use was this clan, and use the same method as when they dealt with the Zhang family back then, to split the Wang family from within.

As for the Zhang family, in the discovery

"Death" After Zhang Qixun in the Zhangjia Ancient Building, and the connection between that ancient ethnic group and the Kangbalo people, he naturally chose to deal with the Wang family with him.

He is now pretending not only to be Wu Xie, but also to Zhang Haike, copying a person is the best operation of the Zhang family, but he is looking forward to meeting Zhang Haike and them.

To get back to the point, the identity assigned by the system to A-Ning is also a fake Kangbalo, that is to say, A-Ning is also a member of the revival of the ancient race.

The Xun Flame tattoo is more dog than a dog, and it will not appear in heat like a unicorn, so even if Zhang Haike and the others caught A Ning, they couldn't confirm which group of people she came from.

Zhang Qixun squatted down and touched the hole in the ground under the cabinet, but found nothing unusual. He turned his head to look at the cabinet on the side, and found that the wooden cabinet was not ordinarily thick and very strong, or the workmanship was a little rougher, and it looked like A-Ning had cut the wooden planks and nailed them with his own hands.

After thinking about it, he got up and walked over, put his hand under the cabinet on the ground floor, and groped for it, and sure enough, he found uneven nicks, and his tentacles were dense.

He grabbed the edge of the wooden board, lifted the cabinet to the side and put it on the edge of the kang, took out a pocket flashlight from his pocket, and looked at the bottom of the cabinet, and saw that there were many small round lentil-like pits under the cabinet, which were the same color as the cabinet board, and looked like some insect pouting and gnawing from the outside.

Zhang Qixun felt it carefully, and felt that these irregularly arranged concave dots should be Braille, but they were reversed.

Thankfully, he had been exposed to braille when he was doing a task before, and when he looked closely, he saw that it seemed to be several rows of numbers.

When reading braille, the blind need to fix the braille board on the braille paper, and then write from right to left, when the writing is completed, the braille paper is reversed, from left to right to touch, you can feel the bulges just written with the braille pen, so as 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 on it.

Zhang Qixun got into the box with a dagger stuck into the gap to pry off the nails on it, dismantled the bottom plate entirely, and then closed his eyes to touch it like a blind man's reading method.

The numbers in Braille are not poked in the direction of the strokes like normal Arabic numerals, but are arranged in a certain way.

Zhang Qixun's eyelids jumped, and the unbeliever touched it again, it is indeed these numbers, but what do these numbers mean?

What did Xun Aning find in Motuo? Could it be that she was in danger or hiding.

Zhang Jixun opened the drawer again to examine it carefully, and found a loose lid at the bottom of the drawer, which was opened, and there was a note inside, on which was a string of addresses written in German.

The address is the address of the Sangyi Post Office, which Zhang Qi had asked the Tibetan couple before. Zhang Qixun searched all the corners and corners of the house, but found nothing else except these two things.

After restoring the furnishings in the house as they were, and sweeping away the traces of his visit, Zhang Qixun immediately set off for the post office.

In fact, the so-called post office is not an administrative unit under the unified jurisdiction as in later generations, but a middleman who carries packages in and out of Motuo and charges a certain fee at the same time.

Xun's post office is really not very conspicuous, it is hidden in the middle of other wooden tile houses in the surrounding area, and Zhang Qixun took two more steps or even missed it directly.

Sensing that something was wrong, he turned back and grabbed a local who was wandering on a snowy road and asked. The man heard Zhang Qixun say that he was looking for the post office, and looked at the backpack behind him, thinking that he was going to send something, and waved his big hand, very enthusiastic to lead the way.

When he got to the place, the man raised his hand and pointed at it, and then lifted the heavy felt curtain and went in.

"Right here." A middle-aged Tibetan with a broom in his hand sweeping the snow on the windowsill turned sideways to reveal a blackboard-like sign on the wall he had just blocked.

The sign was made of cement and wooden strips fixed to the wall, and then blackened with ink, and painted with white paint with two large scribbled letters,

"Post Office".

"Something to deliver?" The middle-aged Tibetan glanced Zhang Qixun up and down, seeing that he should be a rich and noble man, and the corners of his mouth were very open.

Xun Zhang Qixun replied vaguely, and also lifted the thick curtain and walked in, but a lama wearing a red batch sheet passed by him.

Zhang Qixun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned around, but saw that the lama also happened to turn around, looked at him with a very kind smile, and then folded his hands and bowed slightly.

As if to say, guests from afar, welcome. The middle-aged Tibetan was about to come in after him, but when he saw this, he hurriedly stepped aside, saluted very respectfully, and poked Zhang Qixun an elbow to signal him to come along.

"Don't be rude to your guru." Zhang Qi came back to his senses and did the same. The clinker lama turned slightly sideways and did not accept his salute.

Zhang Qixun was a little surprised, not understanding what he meant. However, the lama did not explain much, and turned directly towards a silver-white building complex hidden in the clouds and mist in the snowy sky in the distance.

It is not slow, as if walking in the clouds, the sun breaking through the clouds is shining on his shoulders, looking from the back, sacred and solemn.

The middle-aged Tibetan on the side looked stupid, turned around and looked at Zhang Jixun carefully, muttering something to himself.

In the end, I finally couldn't hold back and asked him, and the words were a lot more tactful.

"What is the identity of the guest, and why is the guru so polite to you?" Zhang Qixun glanced at him and asked rhetorically, "What is the Dharma name of that master just now?" ”

"The guru is the Naruren Lama of Gila Monastery." The middle-aged Tibetan finished answering and looked at him expectantly. Zhang Qixun handed him an unfathomable look, and then continued to open the door curtain.

As soon as Xun entered, Zhang Qixun was swept away by the noisy heat inside, and subconsciously frowned. When I looked closely, I noticed that there were several people around the table in the room, all staring at a painting on the wall.

Originally, they were playing mahjong, the two stoves were placed on the side warmly, the stove was still hot with milk tea and tsampa cakes, and the iron kettle on the other stove was boiling water gurgling bubbles, but no one cared.

"Why did the Guru ask someone to change this painting?" Someone muttered.

"The guru naturally has his reasons for doing this, and you and I don't understand." When the lama arrived, the silence was fleeting, and the house was lively again.

Zhang Qixun 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. rapid