Lan Tiao murmured, "...all of my family?"
"Yes, you can let all your family members come to bathe in the light of the gods, share the happiness and the difficulties together..." As he said this, Gongsun Zimang made a few gestures towards the distance.
Not long after, Lei Fenfei came over with pen and ink.
Gongsun Zimang said, "Come, write a letter to your family, and we will send someone from our clan to deliver it for you."
Lan Tiao said dazedly, "But why do I need my tribe members to help me deliver the letter? Once I join the Compassionate Tribe, can I go out and deliver the letter myself?"
Lei Fenfei said, "No, my tribe has special messengers, and only messengers can deliver letters... Although I am a messenger, I have just joined the Compassion Tribe not long ago, and my abilities are limited. I can't help you deliver the letter. Only an elder in the tribe can cross thousands of mountains and rivers and quickly help you deliver the letter."
"Okay..." Lan Tiao picked up the pen and wrote on the envelope: [From Azhi personally].
After finishing writing, he began to feel dazed again. He instinctively felt that something was wrong with his condition, as if he was sleep paralyzed. He wanted to wake up, but his whole body was out of control and he couldn't control himself at all. Moreover, although he always felt that every word of Gongsun Zimang was correct and there was no fault to be found, he still vaguely felt the danger. If he encountered danger, he certainly couldn't drag his family into it. Why did he write a letter to his sister?
However, as long as Gongsun Zimang spoke in his ear, he would become confused again...
The only thing Lan Tiao could do was to use her great perseverance to cross out the two words "Azhi" that she had already written.
Gongsun Zimang, who was standing by, asked, "What's wrong? Why did you cross it out?"
Lan Tiao said: "I have two younger brothers..."
He picked up the pen and changed the surface of the envelope to [Qinqi Zheyu].
Gongsun Zimang took a look and asked curiously, "Your name is Lan Tiao, what are your brother and sister's names?"
Since the two characters "Lan Tiao" and "Lan Tiao" have the same pronunciation, it is impossible to tell which character is which just by listening to the conversation. Lan Tiao replied: "I have two younger brothers named Lan Zheyu and Lan Jinyu. My sister is Lan Zhi."
Gongsun Zimang said, "I understand. You and your sister have the same father and mother, but you and your two brothers have the same father but different mothers."
Lan Tiao was slow to react and his thinking couldn't keep up with a normal person's. He asked dully, "Why?"
Gongsun Zimang said, "Because both of their names have three characters, and both contain the character '็'. And your name is obviously more compatible with your sister's name."
Lan Tiao said "Oh" blankly and said, "The four of us are brothers from the same father and mother."
"Why did your family name it like this?" Gongsun Zimang asked.
"I don't know." Lan Tiao shook her head and began to write the main body of the letter.
[I'm in the Living City area of โโthe Abandoned City, on the border of the Merciful Swamp. I'm living well here. I hope you can all come and reunite with me. A family should live together...]
After writing this, Lan Tiao's mind became even more confused. For some reason, he still instinctively didn't want his sister to come over, so he wrote: [Is my sister Azhi married? If she is, there is no need to work so hard...]
At this time, Gongsun Zimang said: "It doesn't matter if you get married, you can bring your brother-in-law and children with you. What do you think of my suggestion?"
Lan Tiao thought for a moment and said, "You're right, we should come together."
So I crossed out "No need to work so hard" and changed it to "You can bring your brother-in-law and his family here for a reunion."
Gongsun Zimang nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Please also write down your country of origin and where you live."
Lan Tiao picked up her pen and wrote down the address: [Lan Mansion, Capital City, Darui Kingdom]
Gongsun Zimang picked up the white paper, blew away the wet ink at the end, folded the paper, and put it in an envelope. He said, "We will arrange a messenger to deliver your letter as soon as possible. Also... there will be a large-scale transformation ceremony tomorrow. At that time, all those with the leaf mark on their foreheads will participate in the ceremony and transform into members of the Compassionate Clan."
Chu Zhuzhu said, "Then can I offer my kitchen knife tomorrow?"
Gongsun Zimang nodded and said, "Of course. And you can also write to your family and ask them to come to you."
Chu Zhuzhu shook her head, "I don't have any family anymore."
Gongsun Zimang asked, "Do you have any good friends? Or anyone close to you? Invite them to live with you."
Chu Zhuzhu asked doubtfully, "Why do I feel like you guys are... eager to get more people to join you today?"
She was not bewitched to a great extent, because she had already accepted the lifestyle here imperceptibly, so Gongsun Zimang did not pay too much attention to her, which led to Chu Zhuzhu being able to discover the problem now.
As for Lan Tiao, she had a strong sense of resistance before, so now that she is under special attention, she looks dazed and stupid, as if she has completely lost the ability to think.
Gongsun Zimang's face showed a bit of fanaticism and worship. He first released his control over Lan Tiao, then said, "Because the gods have sent down an oracle..."
Lan Tiao shook his head, recalling what he had written in the letter before, and his face suddenly turned ugly. He wanted to ask Gongsun Zimang to return the envelope, but...what would it matter if he got it back?
If Gongsun Zimang can control him once, he will be able to control him a second and third time.
Thinking of this, Lan Tiao felt that she couldn't just let her family down, so she asked, "Can you give me another piece of paper? I have a good brother named Yuan Zhan, and I want to write him a letter. Call him and his father, too."
"Okay, let's talk about this later." Gongsun Zimang waved his hand impatiently and said, "Now we're talking about the oracle..."
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