"Yes! I may need your help!" Wu Jun said, "However, I can't tell what the situation is now. If I really need your help then, I hope you can lend a helping hand and save the lives of my people! Thank you everyone!"
Wu Jun's answer made Zhang Fan even more puzzled. According to ancient records, the sacrifice of oxen was a process of killing oxen, but the process was a bit cumbersome and complicated. How come it still involves life-threatening?
"The Sacrifice of the Chiniu has disappeared in the Central Plains for thousands of years. Although there are records in ancient books, the records are no longer complete. The Sacrifice of the Chiniu is not just a process of killing cattle. It contains many mysteries. You will see it soon.
Got it." Wu Jun saw the doubts in Zhang Fan's heart and said bluntly.
It is not uncommon for some activities to become depleted over time once they are stopped.
Wu Jun's words aroused Zhang Fan's curiosity, and Zhang Fan wanted to see what the real vertebrate sacrifice at noon was like!
After the few people finished talking about the business, they started chatting. The name of the clan leader "Wu Jun" was quite special. Xiao Ning, who loves ethnic minority culture, asked the Miao people about their names.
The Miao people generally do not use the Chinese name of their ethnic group. They all use the Miao name of their own ethnic group and the Miao surname. Their names are given with the first name first and the last name last.
In other words, the Wujun clan's first name is "Wu" and their surname is "Jun". Their names mostly use the heavenly stems, earthly branches and plants. Their surnames are also inherited like the Han people. They have single surnames and multi-character surnames. However, in
From the perspective of Han people, these surnames are somewhat special.
After chatting about their names, they started talking about other cultural traditions of the Miao people. As they were chatting, time passed quickly and it was approaching noon before they knew it. However, luckily, the police came to the Miao tribe to look for Zhang.
How many people.
And during the chat, Zhang Fan would look at Wujun from time to time and feel the aura of Wujun.
But, unfortunately, he did not feel the Xuanmen Qi from Wu Jun, nor did he feel the true Qi from Wu Jun, nor did he feel other Qi, which surprised Zhang Fan.
At this time, Wu Jun seemed like an ordinary person. However, ordinary people could not feel the true energy and Xuanmen energy in the bodies of Xuanmen disciples. However, Wu Jun revealed the strength of Xiao Chong and Duan Linlin in one word.
This is obviously no ordinary person.
Is it possible that Wu Jun's strength far exceeds his own? I can't sense his realm at all?
This question couldn't help but be buried in Zhang Fan's heart.
Zhang Fan knew very well that although they had a pleasant chat with Wu Jun, they could talk about national culture and the case, but the two of them had only been in contact for a few hours, and their relationship was not close enough to inquire about each other's strength.
If you can see it, you can't see it if you can't see it. It would be too abrupt and impolite to ask about the other party's strength rashly.
If the Spine Ox Sacrifice is as Wu Jun said, it is not a simple process of killing cattle, but may also bring life danger to their tribe. During the sacrifice process, Wu Jun's strength will definitely be exposed.
At this moment, there was a running sound outside the door, followed closely by the sound of running
A clear boy's voice came out, "Grandpa...Grandpa..."
Hearing this voice, Zhang Fan and others all followed the sound.
I saw a boy about 1.3 meters tall, about eight or nine years old, wearing Miao costumes, running towards the house from the yard.
A hint of joy appeared on Wu Jun's face, and then he unconsciously opened his arms, and the boy suddenly threw himself into Wu Jun's arms.
"Grandpa, my father and my uncle asked you to have dinner." After the boy hugged Wu Jun for a while, he looked at Wu Jun with blinking eyes and said, "They said that after dinner, the ox-bone sacrificial ceremony will begin."
"Okay, I understand. You tell your father and your uncle that I will go over right away." Wu Jun said, "By the way, tell them to prepare a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks, and I will bring a few friends over."
As Wu Jun said this, he pointed at Zhang Fan and the others.
"one two three four……"
The little boy counted innocently. The fourth person he was talking about was Zhang Fan. When his eyes fell on Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan's eyes also fell on the little boy's face.
"hiss……"
Zhang Fan's pupils shrank and he took a breath of cold air.
"I asked my mother to prepare 4 more pairs of bowls and chopsticks..." After saying this, the little boy ran out of the yard directly.
Zhang Fan looked at the little boy's back with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Officer Zhang, did you see anything on my grandson's face?" Wu Jun looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
During the chat between the few people, Zhang Fan and the others also introduced themselves to Wu Jun, so Wu Jun knew the names of Zhang Fan and others.
The most important thing is that Wu Jun just noticed the change in Zhang Fan's expression when he saw the little boy, and Zhang Fan is a divination person, so Wu Jun asked this question.
"I did see something from your grandson's face." Zhang Fan replied.
"What's the situation? Is it good or bad?" Wu Jun asked immediately.
"Not very good..." Zhang Fan answered truthfully.
I saw that Wu Jun's expression changed, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Officer Zhang, what's going on? Please tell me quickly..." Wu Jun said anxiously, "This is the only seedling in our family."
"Judging from the appearance of your grandson, your grandson's life is in danger." Zhang Fan said. Zhang Fan saw that a group of black aura was condensed in the little boy's Yintang position. The flow of this black aura was not very slow, nor was it flowing very slowly.
It's not very fast, but if it continues at this rate, if this black energy is not broken, it will solidify within a week.
As soon as Zhang Fan said this, Wu Jun became even more uneasy, "Officer Zhang, how can we resolve my grandson's crisis?"
"Your grandson's life is in danger because of his father." Zhang Fan replied. A black line stretched out from the position of the little boy's parents. This black line went straight to the position of the little boy's Yintang, and the position of the little boy's Yintang
The rich black energy is caused by this black line.
"My grandson's life is in danger because of his father?" Wu Jun frowned and muttered to himself, "I want to kill my son, does this child have some kind of hysteria? No, the boss has been doing well..."
Immediately afterwards, Wu Jun looked at Zhang Fan and asked: "Officer Zhang, are you wrong about my grandson's appearance? My son has never suffered from hysteria. He is a normal person. He is poisoned by tigers and will not eat his children!"