Chapter 954 I am Zhang Haike 3
Zhang Haike tried hard to think about the plot, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't know.
His only golden finger is space.
All he could think of was to wait for the Zhang family to collapse, empty the house and hide away, or wait for everyone to leave and continue staying in the Zhang family's old house.
As long as the mechanisms are reinforced and additional mechanisms are added, the Zhang family's land will actually be very safe.
It's a mess outside.
Besides, running around is actually dangerous.
Be careful not to be eaten as barbecue.
After thinking about it, his brain was in a state of confusion.
His business acumen for making money is not suitable for family struggles. He is just a small cabbage that anyone can take a bite of.
Especially, even if the family is currently in internal strife, it is not something that a little Karami like him can get involved in.
Those who want to die can go there.
This era is not the modern era. It’s useless to cry for help or call for grandpa. No one will save you in the Republic of China.
Likewise, not many people in modern times will save you.
What you have to learn is to save yourself.
After Zhang Qilin and Siwuliu left, Zhang Haike felt listless.
We gave them everything we could carry, hoping they could come back alive.
Instead of bleeding to death in a damn grave.
It was as if he had returned to that day again.
The air in the sacrificial hall seemed to have solidified into ice, pressing heavily on everyone's chest.
The elders sat on the high platform, their faces livid, their eyes filled with shock, anger, and embarrassment at having their secrets exposed.
Some of the Zhang family members below were shocked, some had flickering eyes, some revealed the indifference that they had already seen through the situation, and even... a hint of secret pleasure.
Zhang Haike stood behind his parents, his small body tense.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The deliberately imitated coldness could no longer be maintained on his charming and delicate face, and only pure shock and confusion remained.
Then he stared at the small figure in the center of the altar - the "lonely child" he met in the corner three years ago and who had given him candy and dry food.
It turns out that those few unclear words on TikTok are a shadow over a child’s life.
The child was now wearing gorgeous clothes representing his identity as the "Holy Child". He was dragged onto the platform by his master and looked at everything below in a daze.
All the interests of the struggle.
The gorgeous clothes were like a heavy shackle, making him look even thinner and more fragile.
He was roughly pushed to the front of the altar by a gloomy-faced middle-aged man.
The child seemed unaware of the huge waves around him, or perhaps he had been trained to isolate himself from all emotional feedback from the outside world.
He just lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his pale face, and his eyes were staring blankly at the cold ground.
"Look carefully!" The man's voice was loud and full of revenge. He pointed at the child, "This is the 'holy child' you have been worshipping for three years! An abandoned child of lowly blood and unknown parents! The elders used him to replace the remains of the real holy child, deceiving the entire clan and blaspheming the ancestors! What should be the punishment for such a heinous crime?!"
"boom--!"
The crowd went completely wild!
The voices of questioning, cursing, and demands for a thorough investigation almost blew the roof off.
Of course that's impossible, but that's what their eyes mean.
Zhang family rules prohibit making noise.
The anger of the tribe's collapsed faith, the shame of being fooled, and the fear of power struggle are intertwined.
The pressure was put on the acting patriarch and the elders.
But Zhang Haike was frightened when he saw that look. Even an adult would be afraid, let alone a child.
Zhang Haike felt a chill running from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.
What are the leftovers from our ancestors? The pressure they have in modern times cannot compare to even a little bit of the pressure here, because the pressure here is a knife and everyone is standing on the tip of the knife.
He understood what his parents meant when they said, "Holy Child, just listen."
This is not just a lie, it is a myth hanging over the Zhang family's head, maintaining the shaky order.
Now, the myth has been torn to pieces in public!
He watched helplessly as several black-robed, expressionless law enforcers from his family strode forward.
They grabbed the child's arms roughly, as if he were lifting an inanimate object.
The child was suddenly pulled off the ground, and his gorgeous clothes made a slight sound of tearing.
He seemed to finally feel the pain, and his body instinctively shrank, but he still did not make any sound. He only raised his empty eyes slightly and glanced blankly at the angry crowd, at the elder with a livid face on the podium, and finally... unconsciously passed in the direction where Zhang Haike was standing.
He was asking for help, but he didn't dare to.
Those eyes were like clear glass beads, reflecting no one's shadow, only a void of dead silence.
Some people looked reluctant and turned their heads away.
Zhang Haike's heart seemed to be grasped tightly by an invisible hand!
He remembered the pair of round eyes in the corner, which lit up slightly because of a piece of candy.
Although it was only for a moment, there was light in it!
Now? Nothing!
He was completely wiped out by this damn "Zhang Family", by this hypocritical identity of the "Holy Infant", and by this group of hypocritical clansmen who only wanted to fight for power and profit!
So how could he give up on him? How could he bear to give up on him?
The only lucky thing was that the man's target was the elder and acting patriarch.
The child was thrown aside. You see, the adults' game is using the child as a fuse.
Many clansmen are also indulging in the same thing. They all want the Zhang family to collapse. Internal conflicts are always the most deadly.
Especially those from the same family, those from outside the family still have a chance to catch their breath.
The original family didn't have that, so the original family started to become abnormal.
This was also the first time that Zhang Haike saw his family members talking so much and arguing with each other.
The words are sharp and hurtful.
It was almost a fight, and then nothing happened.
Everyone has his own thoughts.
This was the beginning of the split, and everyone went their own way.
The ancient city of Sizhou is now one hundred years old. During this period, many members of the tribe wanted to go in, but unfortunately none of them succeeded in bringing out the bronze mother bell.
This is a special bell.
In the Zhang family, only the patriarch knows the "ultimate" secret.
Another place is recorded in a room in the Zhang family, but that room is full of hexagonal bronze bells, and only the patriarch's special bell can resist the hallucinogenic effect of the hexagonal bells.
Traditionally, only when the patriarch was about to die would the secret and the bell be passed on to the new patriarch in the room.
However, during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, a conspiracy occurred in Sizhou City to assassinate the head of the Zhang family. Afterwards, water was released to submerge Sizhou City with silt to cover up the truth.
Since the death of the head of the Zhang family, the ultimate secret has been lost, and many members of the Zhang family want to go to the city of Sizhou to retrieve the special bell.
The tomb-robbing operation that Zhang Qilin was forced to participate in was an operation led by his adoptive father and other members of the Zhang family to get back the bronze mother bell.
Zhang Haike continued to feed the little unicorns. Some of the big ones had been released back into the wild and had their own separate houses, while others were still waiting to be released into the wild.
They are all worried about the people who leave.
Their fate is the same as theirs.
Zhang Haixing is very single. This is what happens when you have no strength. Your life and death are not in your own hands. All you can do is accept it. Otherwise, how can you resist with your little arms and legs? You can't win even if you fight.
However, this group of people did not get the bronze mother bell in the end. A fierce internal fight broke out among them, and all the members of the Zhang family, including Zhang Qilin's adoptive father, died in the ruins.
Zhang Yun escorted the remaining little Qilins back to the Zhang family to continue their training.
After all, she is the person his son loves most, and he can't just watch the child cry.
Zhang Haike finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming back alive.
"Just stay alive, just stay alive."
His voice was a little shaky. It was not in vain that he raised me. It was not in vain that he raised
All here. All here.
Zhang Haixing had no idea that her brother was some special variant of the Zhang family and was actually a wet nurse.
Zhang Haike: . . . .
Come here, I won’t hit you.
He's just having a normal reaction, okay?