Chapter 258 Drawing Lots

Gan Yu looked at the many tribesmen behind him, his trembling words were full of persuasion, but the fear in his eyes had already overflowed.

"Gan Yu, what are you talking about?"

"Gan Yu, don't make a mistake, everything is for the family!"

"..."

Seeing that the tribesmen present didn't listen to what he said at all, and all of them were scolding, Gan Yu laughed:

"Hahaha, it's not you who will be sacrificed, of course you don't care!"

"I'm still young, why should I be a sacrifice?"

"Why can't I rush out and contribute to the revival of the family?"

When these words came out, many tribesmen glared at him, and several elders were even more livid:

"Gan Yu! The totem sacrifice was discussed by the tribe leader and the family elders. After you, there are two more elders who will become sacrifices. Are you questioning the decision of the family elders and the tribe leader?"

"Humph, what's wrong with questioning? Ask Gandhi, ask Gan Han, are they willing to be family sacrifices?"

"Gan Yu, as a member of the Gan family, how can you retreat in the face of battle..."

Aside, Gandhi was stunned. What does this have to do with him?

But thinking about becoming a totem sacrifice, Gandhi's face was a little complicated.

But at this moment, he could only remain silent.

"Okay!"

Gan Zongjin shouted, interrupting the quarrel of the tribesmen, but his face was extremely ugly.

If he was not the tribe leader, he would be willing to become a totem sacrifice. He believed that many tribesmen would have the same idea as him and regard this as an honor.

But now some tribesmen have stood up to question the family's decision and put the family's honor aside.

It is no wonder that the family has declined until now. It turns out that there have been problems in the tribe, but he, the tribe leader, has never seen it.

Looking at Gan Yu, who was afraid but still unconvinced, Gan Zongjin just said in a cold voice:

"Since some tribesmen don't want to be decent, then help him be decent!"

After that, Gan Zongjin waved his hand, and the tribesmen who had been prepared on the side also stepped forward, held Gan Yu, and dragged him to the totem!

"No, I don't want to be a sacrifice!"

"Ah!"

When Gan Yu's roar disappeared, the tribesmen present also fell into silence.

Gan Zongjin looked around, looked at the reactions of many young tribesmen present, sighed slightly in his heart, and then said to the tribesmen present:

"Since some tribesmen feel that the decision made by the family is incorrect and unfair, then let's change the way and draw lots to decide!"

"I, Gan Zongjin, will also participate in the lottery. This way, it won't be unfair, right?"

Hearing this, many tribesmen's faces changed slightly.

"Patriarch, how can you participate in the family lottery! If you want to draw, it should be us, the older tribesmen, who are already old, who will draw!"

"That's right, Patriarch, you still have to lead the family!"

Many tribesmen dissuaded.

And some young tribesmen who had just experienced what happened all changed their faces, their eyes became firm again, and they persuaded one after another.

"Okay, I've made up my mind. You don't need to say anything more. It's my honor to be a totem sacrifice!"

"But if there are still tribesmen who are dissatisfied after the draw, don't blame me, Gan Zongjin, for not thinking of the friendship of the same tribe!"

At the end, Gan Zongjin's words were a little cold.

Seeing Gan Zongjin's words were decisive, many elders stopped persuading him, but several elders stared at each other and had an idea.

"Come on, draw it!"

As a wooden box full of bamboo sticks was brought up, Gan Zongjin took the lead in drawing a bamboo stick from the wooden box and showed it to many tribesmen.

The bottom of the bamboo stick was blank, which meant that it was not selected.

In response, Gan Zongjin looked calm, as if the result was not important.

Below, seeing the tribe leader draw the lot himself, other tribesmen also started drawing lots quickly.

Soon, several new tribesmen quickly decided in the draw.

Seeing that they had drawn the bamboo sticks as totem sacrifices, several tribesmen stood up without complaint, walked towards the family totem, and chose to become family sacrifices.

After absorbing the vitality of several tribesmen, several bright lights gradually flashed on the original seven-colored vines. These lights were of various colors, but they corresponded to the seven colors on the vines, but the flashing lights were two colors different.

This means that the sacrifices needed for the family totem are still lacking.

However, before the drawing of lots began, two tribesmen took the initiative to stand up:

"Chief, I am willing to be a family sacrifice!"

"Me too!"

"Okay, okay!"

Looking at these two tribesmen, Gan Zongjin nodded repeatedly and said solemnly:

"The family will remember you!"

After the two tribesmen offered sacrifices again, the seven-colored vines gradually began to undergo drastic changes, and the entire ancestral hall was filled with seven-colored light.

Gan Zongjin and many tribesmen looked at the family totem with hope in their eyes.

In the colorful light, many tribesmen felt that their injuries were recovering, their blood and qi were strengthened, and even the pain in their bodies became insignificant, as if they had endless energy in their bodies!

Looking at the family totem that continued to emit brilliance, Gan Zongjin said silently in his heart:

"Master Totem, the family will definitely let you revive again!"

But just when Gan Zongjin made a decision in his heart, he saw that the family totem that had just emitted colorful brilliance suddenly withered.

The vines that were originally full of vitality also began to turn black quickly, and a hint of corruption gradually came from the vines.

Watching the totem light disappear, many tribesmen looked puzzled.

Even Gan Zongjin, the tribe leader, had a hint of doubt on his face. However, seeing the totem getting worse and worse, Gan Zongjin's face became extremely ugly, and he couldn't help asking:

"What's going on?"

Before the sacrifice, the totem was normal. Why is this happening now?

Gan Zongjin's face was complicated, and he couldn't help thinking about the reason.

Could it be because some tribesmen were not sincere? But according to the guidance of the totem, becoming a sacrifice does not focus on this, only the family bloodline is needed, because this totem is provided by the family, and only the bloodline of his Gan family can be qualified to be a sacrifice!

Could it be?

"Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!"

"I didn't expect to see such a good show at this time."

"Chief Gan, if you can escape, then maybe you can really make your Gan family rise again. Unfortunately, it's a pity that your Gan family may not have this blessing..."

"Shi Chenghou? Shi Chengyu? Shi Chengqiu?..."

Looking at the Shi family warriors who appeared in front of many clan members, Gan Zongjin clenched his fists.

This time, the Shi family actually sent most of the family's Xiantian realm warriors directly, including four late Xiantian realm elders!

But this is not the problem he cares about.

As if seeing the doubt in Gan Zongjin's eyes, Shi Chengqiu smiled faintly:

"I think what Chief Gan is wondering at this moment is why your Gan family's family totem is like this?"