Chapter 347 Little Mute
"Come on, you arrogant little mute, take a look, is that your family leader?
Come on! You mute, make a sound too. Don’t be silent. Set an example for our new brothers.”
Hei Xiazi put his arm around Zhang Haimo's shoulder in a familiar manner and whistled at Zhang Qiling with a swaggering smile.
Zhang Qiling, who was being teased, ignored him, came to Zhang Haimo and asked in a deep voice.
"What's your name?"
Zhang Haimo stared at him silently. Although the person opposite him was the clan leader he had been looking for for a long time, but...
"No, brother, you are not really mute, are you?"
Seeing that he was also silent towards Zhang Qiling, Hei Xia Zi finally discovered the blind spot.
So along the way, it seemed that Hei Xia Zi was being rejected by the aloof Xiao Zhang, but in fact, it was the dumb Xiao Zhang who was being repeatedly stabbed in the heart by Hei Xia Zi...
Zhang Haimo nodded slightly, and then welcomed the enthusiastic care of his relatives and elders.
"Is he poisoned or injured? Let me see."
Zhang Moyu pinched Zhang Haimo's chin without any hesitation, first checked his larynx, and then asked him to open his mouth.
When he approached, Zhang Haimo subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was not as fast as Zhang Moyu, so he could only open his mouth with a red face.
The mouth is empty and has less tongue than normal people.
Zhang Moyu felt a surge of anxiety in his heart as he watched. After a moment, he spoke in a gentle voice to comfort her:
"I'm glad you're okay. Let's go home first. We'll talk about anything when we get back."
Zhang Haimo nodded uncomfortably, then lowered his head silently, letting his half-long hair fall freely, covering his ears that were blushing with shyness.
The clan elder... he is so gentle.
He almost blurted out "Mom" just now, luckily he can't speak now and avoided social failure.
For the first time since Zhang Haimo lost his ability to speak, he truly felt that it was actually quite good not to be able to speak.
"Big Boss, have you forgotten me again? You promised to help me. Now that you have a new love, you've forgotten your old love. How could you do this?"
Nan Xihe pouted and looked at Zhang Moyu with resentment, as if she was looking at a heartless man. She was very dissatisfied with his tone of looking forward to going home soon.
"I haven't forgotten, so the clan leader and Xiao Hei will accompany you to cleanse your bloodline. I will take the child and Xiao Lou home first. Xiao Xie and Pang Pang can do whatever they want."
As soon as Zhang Moyu finished his calm words, he felt himself being stared at by several pairs of eyes. Even Zhang Qiling's gaze was filled with some inexplicable expression.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Zhang Moyu asked the question calmly, without showing any guilt about being a scumbag.
"No?"
Zhang Qiling asked back in a low voice, with a hint of condemnation in his eyes.
Does someone still remember that when he, the clan leader, went out, he brought two family members with him, one of whom was a civilian staff member with a combat power value of five.
When a certain elder of the tribe went out, he vowed that it was okay not to choose personal guards now, and that he would protect the tribe leader, so it was okay to leave the personal guards behind for now.
Oh--
Zhang Qiling had a stern face and didn't say a word, but Zhang Moyu instantly understood what he wanted to say.
"The danger in this sacrificial tomb has been eliminated. You just need to take Xiao Xihe and purify her bloodline before returning home. Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong are with you on the way, so you shouldn't encounter any danger."
So why are you being so pretentious?
Zhang Moyu suppressed this doubt in his heart, wondering if Zhang Qiling had been living too easily recently and forgot that there were still a lot of official business piled up at home that needed to be dealt with.
Thinking of how Zhang Qiling was holding official documents and thinking about life not long ago, he felt that he needed to remind him.
"During the time we were away, Zhang Ruijin basically handled all the clan affairs, and Benling handled all important decisions and emergencies.
But Benling is very busy, Ruijin has a lot of things to take care of, plus Xiaolou, a senior executive of the group, followed us out, and Benling also has to train Haiqing to take over his work, so he must be very busy.
We need to go back quickly. The only way to purify Xiao Xihe's bloodline here is to use the blood pool, which will take about three to seven days. It's best for me to take everyone back first."
"Okay, be safe."
Although Zhang Qiling still felt that the elder's love for him had been snatched away by someone else, he was successfully persuaded by him.
After all, if Zhang Moyu could go back early, every extra job he completed would mean he would have one less job.
Although the work of reviewing and approving is not tiring and generally does not require thinking, it is tiring for him!
Moreover, they are all family members. He actually cares about this tribe member who is wandering outside. It would be nice to let him return to the family as soon as possible to experience the warmth of the family.
After watching the three people leave, Wuxie and Fatty Wang stood on Zhang Qiling's left and right, shaking their heads and sighing in tacit understanding.
"Ah, man, your name is fickleness."
"Hey, little brother, take it easy. Brother Mo still loves you."
Zhang Qiling ignored the pretentious duo coldly, and turned around, carrying Nan Xihe and the token to open the door of the main tomb.
The black blind man standing next to them laughed unscrupulously at the fat and thin duo who tried to put their hands on Zhang Qiling's shoulders but missed and almost bumped into each other due to inertia.
Zhang Qiling discovered that the blood pool here was enough to purify Nan Xihe's bloodline to 60%, but it would take about seven or eight days to complete, so he frowned.
Even though going home meant going to work, he still wanted to go back as soon as possible if possible.
The tribesmen were good in every way except that they were too dependent on him psychologically. They would always want to meet him by chance, as if they could only feel at ease when they saw him, the tribe leader.
Because of these pitiful-looking tribesmen, he usually stays in the Qinling tribe's territory.
Zhang Qiling is now thinking, what if the tribesmen don’t see him for a long time and become angry?
If I make too much noise, I'll definitely be beaten to the ground by Zhang Ben'an and the elders...
By that time, the work efficiency of these tribesmen lying in hospital beds will be severely reduced, and part of their unfinished work will become mine!
Thinking of this, Zhang Qiling's eyes became deep.
He remembered that Zhang Moyu had taught him at the beginning how to stimulate the acupuncture points of the human body to promote the absorption of medicine. He thought that this method would also be useful when absorbing blood.
He happened to have a set of silver needles with him, and thought that if he studied them, he could cut the time in half.
The only option now is to make Nan Xihe suffer again.
Before starting to purify her bloodline, Nan Xihe was still happy that she didn't have to drink the Zhang family's purification potion which was more powerful than Meng Po soup. She only needed to take a bath to achieve the class leap of her bloodline.
As a result, when he entered the pool of blood, he almost ejected and escaped from here.
It's just that the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow is really unbearable.
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