Chapter 333 Change Number
"Oh~"
"Doesn't that mean..."
"Xiao Nan, you too..."
Wuxie, Fatty Wang and Zhang Hailou, who were eager to watch the fun, cast meaningful glances at Nan Xihe at the same time.
Nan Xihe, who had originally not cared much, felt her scalp tingle and her hair stand on end when she saw them staring at her.
Hei Xia Zi also wanted to laugh, but he felt the cold looks from the only two reliable people present. He was worried that if he teased Nan Xihe too much, he would get beaten, so he quickly restrained his gloating expression and continued to explain the situation.
"Xiao Nanzi's father should be the last remaining bloodline of the Peacock Royal Family. Due to the inheritance issue, internal loyalty declined. After the servants rebelled, he abandoned the remaining family property and his whereabouts are unknown.
Judging from the current situation, your parents probably gave birth to you secretly without telling those people, and died at the hands of the servants after being discovered. Otherwise, you would not have been left in an orphanage with no one paying attention to you.
By the way, Xiaonan, don’t you have any token or something that can prove your identity and bloodline?
The Maurya Dynasty tomb they mentioned requires a blood descendant to open it personally, but as far as I know, there's no mechanism that responds to only one bloodline."
Just like many of the tombs and sacrificial tombs arranged by the Zhang family, there are similar sayings, saying that only people with Qilin blood can enter, but in fact, people with other bloodlines such as Qiongqi and Phoenix can also enter.
Therefore, in order to confirm the identity to the highest degree, tombs that need to be more recognizable and protected are generally equipped with some special "keys", which are tokens.
For example, the bronze gate of Changbai Mountain is actually a sacrificial tomb built by the Zhang family to imprison evil gods.
Except for the secret passage they hid very deeply, anyone entering through the main gate must meet the following conditions: arrive at a specific time, carry three ghost fingerplate rings, a ghost seal, and have the bloodline of the Qilin.
“Life isn’t a novel, and if there really was something left for me, I’d probably be found by the people who killed my parents at any moment.
If I fall into the hands of my enemies, I will be so young that I will be blind and will be able to gallop straight to the underworld."
Nan Xihe was too tired to complain.
"That makes sense, but tombs like these usually come with keys to unlock key mechanisms. Since you don't have them, perhaps the key token we need is in the hands of those who are trying to find us."
Zhang Hailou, who had a deep understanding of these things, stroked his chin, looked at Nan Xihe, and spoke thoughtfully.
"If you ask me, since we've come all this way here, why not just deliver it to your door?"
"What evil ideas do you have now?"
Hei Xia Zi came over with great interest, perhaps because they had similar personalities and interests. His intuition told him that Zhang Hailou was going to cause trouble.
Zhang Hailou raised his eyebrows at Hei Xia Zi, turned sideways towards Nan Xihe, and put one hand on Nan Xihe's face. Under his horrified expression, his smile gradually became distorted.
"Hehehe... What an innocent and cute little boy! Anyone who puts on such a good appearance would be very deceptive~"
Nan Xihe was frightened by his sudden villain appearance and hid behind Wuxie. Wuxie also strategically retreated, feeling that Zhang Hailou had bad intentions.
"Then let's split up. You and Blind Man should keep an eye on Xiao Xie. We'll be following closely and keep in touch."
Zhang Moyu, who understood the meaning of his words, made the decision immediately. Zhang Qiling, who didn't want to think too much, tacitly agreed. However, Nan Xihe, the key person involved, had not yet figured out the situation.
"Wait, why are we suddenly splitting up? Who's on which team? Did I miss something?"
Nan Xihe looked around blankly, completely out of her mind.
"It's okay if you don't understand. The elders have spoken, and the clan leader hasn't objected. Even if you don't want to, Xiao Xihe, you don't have the right to speak."
"That's right, that's right. Children don't need to know too much. Come on, brothers will take you back to your room and show you a big treasure~"
Zhang Hailou and Hei Xiazi, one on each side, held Nan Xihe in the middle. Ignoring his struggles, they dragged him back to their room with strange laughter.
Wuxie and Fatty Wang pondered for a moment the words "good looks" and "deceptiveness" that Zhang Hailou had mentioned, and suddenly recalled the incident in the Xisha underwater tomb where Zhang Qiling had played the role of Zhang Baldy.
The two voices had some vague guesses in their hearts, and there were expectant expressions on their faces.
After finishing breakfast quickly, several people were led into Zhang Hailou's room. Nan Xi and the other two were tinkering in the bathroom. From time to time, the sound of Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Hailou arguing with each other could be heard.
Half an hour later, they saw Hei Xia Zi with a bright smile on his face, and "Nan Xihe" with an equally bright smile, pushing "Zhang Hailou" who was holding a small mirror and admiring his own beauty with a look of surprise.
Nan Xihe, with the appearance of "Zhang Hailou", touched his face, as if it was the first day he met himself, and there was still an lingering look of shock on his face.
Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Hailou covered his face with a thin layer of something, and then smeared and kneaded it in various ways. Even with so many things on his face, he didn't feel any discomfort at all!
And in just half an hour, he changed from one person to another. Even the skin on his face felt like the real thing. It was simply amazing!
Could this be the legendary head-changing... ahem, disguise?
That’s amazing! He really wants to learn!
Nan Xihe was grinning foolishly at himself in the mirror, while Zhang Hailou, whose number had been changed, looked at him with his face against his and making such a silly expression. He inexplicably felt that he couldn't bear to look at it, and couldn't help but speak to bring him back to his senses.
"Could you please stop making that expression with my handsome face? It makes me look like a stunted idiot."
Nan Xihe's smile instantly disappeared, and she looked at Zhang Hailou. She found that when her face was replaced with his, he didn't have the same innocent, harmless, enthusiastic and lively temperament as herself.
The contempt, indifference, and ambiguous teasing in the other person's eyes made him look more like a sesame-filled rice dumpling with a white skin and a black heart, the kind so black that oil was oozing out of it.
"Why do I look like a moron? It must be your face. And you're blaming me, but you're not pretending to be anything like me either."
Nan Xihe, who was inexplicably scolded, directly refuted it, shirking the responsibility and turning the tables.
Zhang Hailou raised his eyebrows and snorted, then quickly adjusted his face to a warm and cheerful smile. He moved a small stool and sat next to Zhang Qiling. He looked at him with admiring eyes that seemed to be shining with stars, and spoke in the same coquettish tone that Nan Xihe used to use.
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