(The protagonist is gentle and introverted, a patriarch. Doting on the team + slightly charismatic + no CP + friendly ending.)
Just a few years after Zhang Moyu became the patriarch, he was d...
Chapter 332: Little Xihe's Life
"They are also connected to a force in Thailand. I guess they have some connection with this kid Nan Xihe."
Hei Xia Zi followed up Zhang Hailou's previous analysis, sat down on the chair with great determination, and casually picked up the black Buddha amulet that Wu Xie had thrown on the table earlier.
It felt cold to the touch, and Hei Xia Zi could feel that this black Buddha amulet seemed to have a protective and nourishing effect on ghosts. The ghost bride behind him was now drooling over the Buddha amulet, and her faint black hair was dancing in his sight, as if she was eager to try it.
"Tsk, this is also a treasure."
Hei Xia Zi glanced at the others, then took the ghost-raising amulet for himself without any hesitation.
"Well... since you guys can't use it, I'll accept it reluctantly."
Hei Xiazi smiled happily and hung the Buddha amulet directly around his neck.
The ghost bride, who was almost used to lying on the black bear's back, was very satisfied. She slapped the black bear on the head with her sharp claws with long black nails as a reward, and then crawled into the ghost Buddha amulet.
Just like that, after losing the Qilin jade amulet, Wuxie also lost the black Buddha amulet.
Wuxie felt that he had suffered a huge loss, while Heixiazi felt that he had made a huge profit.
"Is it related to Xiao Xihe? Do you have more specific information?"
Zhang Moyu asked.
"This has to do with his ancestors, but it's been so long that the details are no longer available."
Hei Xia Zi mysteriously gestured for everyone to come over, then took out a bag of melon seeds from his pocket and placed it in the middle of the table, making it clear that he wanted to have a good chat.
"You're so amazing that you can find out about my ancestors! Master Hei! I thought I would be an orphan with unknown origins for the rest of my life."
Nan Xihe was a little excited, not only because of her shock at Hei Xia Zi's business ability, but more because of her expectation and desire for her own life experience.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I think after you finish listening to it, you won't be so excited anymore. Instead, you'll wish you had never heard about your life story at all."
Hei Xia Zi's expression looked a little strange, as if he was embarrassed, and as if he couldn't bear to look at it, which made Nan Xihe's heart rise.
He didn't understand why Hei Xia Zi had such an expression.
No matter how bad the outcome was, it would only be the death of both parents. He was an orphan before and had never heard of his parents, so naturally he had no desire to meet and get along with them.
Without expectations, there would be no disappointment, right?
Could it be that... his parents are either rare freaks seen once in a thousand years or inhumane scum?
Wuxie and Zhang Hailou, who were sitting on both sides of Nan Xihe, patted him on the shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, which dispelled many of the bad thoughts in his mind, and his uneasy expression gradually calmed down.
Fatty Wang, who is usually gentle and considerate, also spoke out to comfort her at this time.
"No matter what, it's always a good thing to find out where your life came from. As for what kind of parents we are, we as children can't choose our own origins, so Xiaonan, don't think too much about it.
If your biological parents are really involved in some shady business, and we can't stand it, then we can just disown them. You still have us brothers!"
Fatty Wang patted his chest proudly, wanting to show how reliable he was, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.
These heartfelt words moved Nan Xihe to tears.
"If there's anything, you can leave it to the family to handle."
Zhang Qiling, who had been quiet all the time, also took the initiative to speak and said a word of comfort from the perspective of the family.
Ever since he was bullied by all the young men in the family, big and small, Zhang Qiling's words and deeds are becoming more and more like the head of a large family.
"Thank you, thank you everyone."
Nan Xihe covered the upper half of her face with one hand, her smile very happy and sunny.
"No, why are you all so into tear-jerking romances? This atmosphere, blind me, feels so weird..."
Hei Xia Zi yelled a little dissatisfiedly, supporting his face with one hand and fiddling with a few melon seeds in his hand with the other hand out of boredom.
"It's already this late, Master, can't you stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly?"
Wuxie glared at Hei Xia Zi in a self-proclaimed imposing manner, then after receiving a meaningful smile from the other party, he reflexively shrank his neck.
The memory of being trained like a dog suddenly popped up like a zombie, and the accumulated momentum disappeared in an instant.
"Our Mo Yu clan elders have said before that Nan Xihe has the blood of the Peacock Royal Family. This Peacock Royal Family should be a thousand-year-old family with a special bloodline inheritance, just like the Zhang family.
Combining the information that I, Hei Ye, have gathered from various sources, it seems that the Peacock Bloodline was apparently discontinued over 120 years ago due to the lack of a suitable woman to mate with and produce offspring."
"Wait, let me interject. Isn't it a bit strange that his inheritance was cut off? Why didn't he have anyone suitable to marry? Could it be that his thing is a donkey penis, and the size wouldn't be suitable for a normal person?"
Fatty Wang expressed his incomprehension and was greatly shocked.
Even someone as shameless as Hei Xiazi couldn't help but clear his cough after hearing his straightforward speculation.
Wuxie felt inexplicably blushing and felt extremely embarrassed for his good friend. He slapped Fatty Wang hard and spoke in a bad mood.
"What are you thinking, Fatty? Why didn't I see that you have so much dirty shit in your head?"
"Sorry, subconsciously... ahem, you guys continue."
Fatty Wang realized belatedly that his wording and thoughts were somewhat inappropriate, so he quickly waved his hand, motioning Hei Xia Zi to continue.
Hei Xia Zi was about to speak when Zhang Moyu interrupted him.
"It's because they require marriage within the clan."
Zhang Moyu knows a lot about this large family with a thousand-year-old bloodline inheritance.
Ordinary women simply cannot give birth to children with special bloodlines. They lack vitality and energy, and will die if they become pregnant.
Most of the marriages are between families or within the clan.
It would be fine if they were like their previous Zhang family, with many people and bloodline branches.
Even if everyone is simple-minded and doesn't want to have children, resulting in a small number of offspring, at most they can be given the task of continuing the family. There will always be someone to take it up, so there is no need to worry about the family line being extinct.
But it’s different for those small, self-contained families. They have few people to begin with, and are not allowed to intermarry with outsiders. It’s only a matter of time before their inheritance is cut off.
"I guess so, but they're a bit more extreme and don't care much about ethics."
As soon as Hei Xia Zi said this, the pupils of the other people trembled instantly, and they could not believe their ears.
Wait a minute, what does this mean?
Could it be that...
“It is said that they all require the closest blood relatives to marry, such as siblings, which is simply insane.
Fortunately, they have a special bloodline to protect them, otherwise their family would have been extinct eight hundred years ago."