Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Xiaoguan looked at the dice of fate: "I don't know." There was a trace of confusion in the depths of his eyes, but a desire that came from his blood arose in his heart, but he didn't know how to describe this feeling.

Zhang Qiyuan snorted: "I knew you would say that."

As he spoke, Zhang Qiyuan threw the dice of fate high up: "So, let it give you an answer."

The dice of fate fell steadily into Zhang Qiyuan's palm, and the number facing up was 6.

Zhang Qiyuan chuckled, "Fate." He sighed, then looked at Zhang Xiaoguan, "You will definitely go, and then get the most expensive gift from your mother. You will get..." with a trace of human reservation.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't finish his last words as he spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell directly on the dice of fate. Some blood spots also splattered on Zhang Xiaoguan's face.

Before Zhang Qiyuan fell into coma, he saw Zhang Xiaoguan catch him to prevent his handsome face from being disfigured.

If his face was really disfigured, Zhang Qiyuan would let this small world set off a small firework!!!

The existence of the dice of fate became a secret between Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Xiaoguan.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't take vomiting blood and fainting seriously. He lay in bed to recuperate. He was bored and had evil thoughts. He looked at the copied mutant Kirin tattoo in the space.

Then, Zhang Qiyuan hooked his finger at Zhang Xiaoguan: "Come here."

His tone was weak, but that didn't stop Zhang Xiaoguan from having a bad feeling.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Xiaoguan stood in front of the bed and looked at Zhang Qiyuan carefully. His face was still pale and he still felt a little weak after vomiting so much blood.

Zhang Qiyuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled sweetly: "I'm giving you a gift, but you can't tell anyone."

The Kirin tattoo blind box fell on Zhang Xiaoguan. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoguan fell on the bed, and his exposed skin was burning red.

Zhang Qiyuan calmly pulled the bell on the bedside.

Zhang Haiqing walked in quickly and saw Zhang Xiaoguan, who was unconscious and had a fever. He turned his head and looked at his unfortunate son: "You did it?"

Zhang Qiyuan played dumb and said, "My humble servant has awakened."

"Same as you?" Zhang Haiqing was silent for a while, "It's also a good thing." At least, those old guys in the clan won't stare at this unlucky kid of theirs.

Zhang Xiaoguan, the awakening of the fake Holy Infant once again shocked the Zhang family and the spies lurking in the Zhang family.

Zhang Xiaoguan received the same treatment as Zhang Qiyuan before. He was soaked in a cold spring and surrounded by a circle of Zhang family members.

Everyone watched silently as the golden Qilin tattoo slowly took shape. With a roar, golden light shone brightly, and the golden Qilin turned into metal and wrapped its entire body, like a little golden man. All the wild beasts within a dozen kilometers of the Zhang family trembled and lay on the ground.

"The second one." Patriarch Zhang said calmly, "The golden unicorn can drive away evil spirits and demons, gather wealth and protect the house."

Master Zhang and his colleagues had previously thought that Zhang Qiyuan was a special case. No one had expected that a few years later, another child would be born with an automatically awakened Kirin tattoo, and it was the same fake Holy Infant.

"Is it related to the Haiqing family's kid?"

"not sure."

Although it cannot be confirmed, any discerning person can see that the fake Holy Infant eats and sleeps with Zhang Qiyuan. No one would believe that there is no connection between them.

After Zhang Xiaoguan woke up, the clan leader personally asked him a lot of questions. He did not lie, but he did not tell everything either. Then he didn't know whether the clan leader believed him or not, so he returned home in silence.

He was adopted by Zhang Haiqing's family, and this is his home.

Although the Zhang family has few relatives, he can draw rare warmth from this family.

The awakened Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Xiaoguan have once again become hot topics in the Zhang family, but based on the current situation, this is just an isolated case and is not of any reference value at all.

Oh, and it’s not universal either.

Zhang Qiyuan counted his [Copy] cards, and there were only about 7,000 of them. Once they were used up, they were gone. There was no way this world had enough materials to make cards.

Zhang Qiyuan, who lost his mother, almost lost his father as well. After Zhang Haiqing lost his wife, he had been working outside and rarely went home. Even when he came home, he would stare at Zhang Qiyuan's face for a long time and then walk away without saying a word.

When Zhang Qiyuan was less than 10 years old, his father Zhang Haiqing followed the clan leader on a mission and died in the ancient city of Sizhou.

The bronze mother bell, the token of the Zhang family leader, was also lost. The demoralized Zhang family was on the verge of collapse, but the bronze mother bell was related to the Zhang family's secret. The Zhang family elders decided to send someone to the ancient city of Sizhou to retrieve the bronze mother bell.

There were leeches in the ancient city of Sizhou, so they gathered orphans with unicorn blood and went there together to use as blood bags to repel the insects.

The new orphan Zhang Qiyuan was selected, as was Zhang Xiaoguan.

This decision was made by the elders after repeated consideration. The accidental death of the clan leader reminded them of the prophecy that Zhang Qiyuan had not fully told when he just awakened.

In fact, the clan leader had made arrangements early on. If he really had an accident, Zhang Qiyuan would be the next clan leader.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoguan also awakened.

The patriarch was a little confused, and before he could come up with an answer, he died in the ancient city of Sizhou.

Therefore, although the elders have many thoughts, one thing is certain: the Zhang family cannot be ruined, and they have to be cautious in choosing the clan leader.

So, since they couldn't choose, they sent them both out and raised the most powerful one, who would be the patriarch in their minds.

On the way to Sizhou Ancient City, Zhang Qiyuan whispered to Zhang Xiaoguan: "Follow me closely, don't bleed, and listen to my instructions."

Zhang Xiaoguan had a sense of déjà vu, as if he was back to the scene when they went to the kitchen to eat secretly together, saying similar words.

As soon as they entered the ancient city of Sizhou, Zhang Qiyuan activated the defense function of the Dice of Destiny and pulled Zhang Xiaoguan to hide inside the dice.

The people outside the dice seemed to have completely forgotten about the two of them and did not move forward in any unusual manner.

Until an accident happened. Except for the dead Qilin-blood orphan, all the rest of the people fell into an illusion. Zhang Qiyuan watched it for a while and found it boring, so he took Zhang Xiaoguan forward.

The bronze mother bell was right in front of him, but Zhang Qiyuan had a strange intuition that if he took the bell, he would probably vomit blood and die.

"Little officer, bring back that bell."

Zhang Xiaoguan glanced at Zhang Qiyuan without saying a word. He reached out and picked up the bronze mother bell. Then Zhang Qiyuan found that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The attributes of his current body are too poor. If it weren't for his strong soul, he would be dead.

After leaving Sizhou Ancient City, Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Xiaoguan's worried eyes and said with a smile, "You'll get used to vomiting blood after a while."

Zhang Xiaoguan handed the bronze bell to Zhang Qiyuan: "Here you go."

Zhang Qiyuan didn't even look at it: "I can't take it. If I really touch it, I won't just spit out blood."

Zhang Xiaoguan frowned: "Why?"

Zhang Qiyuan raised his eyebrows. He could guess with his toes that the smart people at the headquarters had placed severe restrictions on important items in order to prevent him from causing trouble.

It is estimated that there are similar prohibitions in some important places.

Oh, one more thing, maybe Zhang Qiyuan needs to keep his spiritual value lower than his sanity before he can go in.

"It doesn't belong to me."

Zhang Xiaoguan looked at the bronze bell in his hand thoughtfully, then put it away without asking any further questions.