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"Mother has already rushed to the new sacrificial site with other people who were going to participate in the sacrificial ceremony."

Feng Qi'an said, "Communications are not convenient here in the northern border. Mother is worried that you will arrive at the tribe empty-handed and have to go back and take a detour to the new sacrificial ceremony venue. So she specially asked me and your sister-in-law to go there and pick you up in person."

"After we meet up with you tonight, we will rest here for a night. Tomorrow morning, the rest of your team can go back to the tribe first. As for you, my second brother, and Jing Zhao, you..."

"Uncle, there's me too!"

Little Qin Zhan, who was held in his aunt's arms, heard that Feng Qian'an did not call his name, and waved at Feng Qian'an anxiously.

"I want to go too. I want to be with my mother!"

Feng Qi'an looked at the anxious look on little Qin Zhan's face, and the expression on his face softened a lot. He smiled and nodded, "Okay, of course I won't forget our Zhan'er."

"If Zhan'er wants to go, of course you can go with us. However, we have to make it clear that when you get there, you must listen to us and don't act rashly. It's best for you to stay with your mother, or me and your second uncle."

Feng Qi'an said: "This sacrificial ceremony is lively, but there are so many people, and there might be some bad guys with ulterior motives sneaking in. You are still young and don't have the ability to protect yourself yet, so you must be careful."

"My father taught me martial arts, and I'm actually quite good at it."

Little Qinzhan muttered something to defend himself.

However, he was really worried that Feng Qi'an would use the excuse of "your safety is the most important" to separate him from his mother again. So, although he was a little bit unwilling in his heart, he still behaved very well in front of Feng Qi'an and nodded obediently, saying, "Don't worry, uncle, I will be obedient."

"Good boy."

As Feng Qian'an spoke, he couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke little Qin Zhan's head.

Just when little Qin Zhan thought that his uncle had a good temper, Feng Qian'an strode to Feng Jingzhao and kicked him on the butt again.

"Okay, get up."

When Feng Qi'an spoke to Feng Jingzhao, he was not at all kind and gentle as he was when he spoke to little Qinzhan.

"Your second uncle, your aunt and I have some important matters to discuss. You should take Zhan'er with you and go back to your tent to rest first."

Although Feng Jingzhao is usually a little out of touch, he can still distinguish the priorities of things at critical moments.

Hearing that his father was not shy about getting rid of him and little Qin Zhan, Feng Jingzhao knew that what they were going to talk about next must be very important, so he wisely didn't say anything more.

He stood up, patted his butt, and muttered softly, "You remembered me when you needed me. If you didn't think I was useful now, you would have kept me on my knees until tomorrow morning. Sometimes I really doubt whether you are my real father."

Before he could finish his words, he felt Feng Qian'an's sharp gaze like a knife slashing at him. He quickened his pace and rushed to his mother, "grabbed" little Qin Zhan, and ran away before Feng Qian'an raised his foot to kick him again, and ran out of the tent in the blink of an eye.

Su Shixia almost laughed out loud as she looked at his back as if he was running for his life.

"Brother, the way you and Jing Zhao get along is really interesting. It's also fortunate that Jing Zhao is such a generous kid. If he were a petty person, he would probably hold a grudge against him."

"This kid is naughty, but he's not stupid. He knows right from wrong, but he likes to make trouble." While Feng Qi'an was talking to Su Shixia about Feng Jingzhao, he naturally held his wife's hand and sat opposite Su Shixia.

"We have been separated for so many years. Although I really want to hear you tell me all your experiences since childhood, time is urgent. Let's talk about it after the sacrificial ceremony is over and we return to the tribe."

Feng Qiyu had boiled water for tea on the stove nearby, and when he had finished brewing the tea, he placed the cups in front of Feng Qian'an and his wife Xu.

Hearing Feng Qian'an's words, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "The sacrificial ceremony suddenly changed the venue. Besides what you said before, that mother was worried about bad guys sneaking in, is there any other hidden reason?"

"Ah."

Feng Qian'an nodded heavily.

"You all know about the Lanyan tribe. Their tribe has attracted the attention of everyone in the Northern Frontier because so many people disappeared at once. In fact, after our investigation, we found that before the incident in the Lanyan tribe, there were also sporadic cases of people suddenly disappearing in other tribes."

"Because the number of missing people is relatively small, those people only regard the missing people as those who disappeared due to danger outside, and do not take it seriously."

"This time, because of the sacrificial ceremony, almost all the important figures of all the tribes gathered together. After exchanging information, they found that in the past six months, the number of people who disappeared in various tribes in the northern border was enough to form a large tribe."

"Mother convened the sacrificial ceremony this time because, on the one hand, she really wanted to catch all the 'pests' and 'traitors' in the northern border. On the other hand, she was really worried about so many disappearances."

"She really wanted to use some method to eliminate the culprit who harmed the people of Northern Frontier during this sacrifice."

Feng Qiyu grew up with his mother and knew his mother's character very well. Therefore, he was not surprised at all to hear Feng Qian'an say this.

"Mother has presided over so many sacrificial ceremonies, and each sacrifice has a certain effect. Although the situation this time is a bit tricky, as long as we make full preparations in advance, maybe it will really work."

Su Shixia couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in confusion when she heard this.

"Isn't the sacrificial ceremony presided over by mother just a formality?"

"It's just like... the emperor takes his ministers to offer sacrifices to the heavens, praying for everything to go smoothly. But, in reality, how effective it is depends on the will of heaven, right?"

"Could it be that the sacrificial ceremony presided over by my mother is different from what I expected?"

"In terms of form, it is indeed as you said. It is not much different from the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony held by the Emperor except for the specifications."

Feng Qi'an said:

"But the sacrificial ceremony presided over by my mother can really pray for a good harvest."

Feng Qiyu nodded.

"After the annual sacrificial ceremony, people from every tribe who go out to fish and hunt can return with a full load. I've participated in it once before, and as you know, I have some ability to tame animals."

"From the feedback the animals gave me, the sacrificial ceremony presided over by my mother seemed to make them lose their minds and willingly jump into the traps set by people in advance." (End of this chapter)