The CEO Wants To Marry Me

"Dad, you said it was an altar?" Yin Sichen's face looked a little ugly.

He has thought about so many possibilities, but he has never thought of this possibility!

Mr. Yun saw something wrong with Yin Sichen's face and immediately asked, "Did something happen to Xixi and Mo Rong?"

The guess was quite accurate.

But now, Yin Sichen would never dare to admit it.

"Dad, it's nothing." Yin Sichen immediately denied: "Xixi is still at Hans' base, accompanying the children. I was just watching the fun! Because I didn't know each other and was afraid of violating some taboo, so I Let me ask you!"

Hearing what Yin Sichen said, Mr. Yun felt relieved.

Now that his two daughters have been lost and found, his old bones can no longer withstand setbacks.

Mr. Yun carefully looked at the video sent by Yin Sichen and said, "I'll check the information first and get back to you in half an hour."

Hang up the video call.

Yin Sichen took a deep breath and said to Jiang Yihai, "Did you hear what dad just said?"

Although Yin Sichen and Jiang Yihai are cousins, they are also brothers-in-law in name only.

Who said Yun Morong was also adopted by the Yun family?

In this way, the relationship between Yin Sichen and Jiang Yihai was that of cousins ​​and brothers-in-law.

Well, it’s such a complicated relationship.

Jiang Yihai also wanted to call Mr. Yun his father-in-law.

However, Jiang Yihai was too timid to video chat with his father-in-law just now. He was afraid that he could not control his expression well and expose his flaws in front of his father-in-law.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yihai released his breath and said with a sigh of relief: "I heard, how could something like an altar appear here? I don't know much about tribal culture, so I may not be able to help. "

"Me too." Yin Sichen smiled bitterly: "As the heirs of the family, we have only learned how to manage a business, how to run a company, how to mine wealth, and how to pass it on to the next generation, but no one will teach us these. Speaking of which, , the Yun family is still the most powerful and has the strongest knowledge reserve."

"Yes, every time I hear Nele talk about this knowledge, I feel that she is so full of energy and beautiful." Jiang Yihai said subconsciously.

Yin Sichen glared at him.

Haha, showing affection, right?

Come on, who is afraid of whom?

"The same goes for Xixi. She will talk to me about these topics when she has nothing to do. I remember she saved the life of the old man of the Mo family by playing the piano!"

Jiang Yihai: "..."

Cousin, you have become unlovable!

How can we hurt each other like this?

Half an hour later, Mr. Yun initiated a video connection with Yin Sichen on time.

As soon as Yin Sichen opened it, he saw Mr. Yun standing in front of a huge question board, as if giving him a remote lecture, and started talking nonstop: "Sichen, you are so lucky this time. You have found the words and altars for this reason. I just browsed through books about sacrifices, and I really found this knowledge. This is a tribe that worships the Black God of War. This tribe has nothing to do with the outside world. It is a state of semi-communication. In other words, only some specific groups of people will come into contact with the outside world, while most people will hide in their own tribes and never have contact with outsiders throughout their lives. The name of this tribe is "Ran". The history of the existence of the Ran tribe has probably been thousands of years. It is strange that it has not disappeared even though it has been in such a low productivity state."

Mr. Yun drew a totem on the theme board: "You can look carefully to see if there is this totem. This is the guardian totem of this tribe. And the highest status in the tribe is their high priest. The high priest has been for generations According to legend, it is said that the high priest of this tribe has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth. Of course, this is just a rumor, and I do not believe it to be true. If this high priest was so powerful, he would have walked out of this primitive jungle long ago."

"When I was young, I participated in an excavation of a hidden civilization and came into contact with the high priest of this tribe. He was a very old man with a pale complexion. Because they need their own blood to communicate with the gods. In dyeing In the tribe, the blood of the high priest is very sacred and carries the blood of the descendants of the gods. Of course, this is just a legend. Their tribe will perform sacrificial rituals to the gods every once in a while. And the most solemn part of the sacrificial rituals is It's like offering sacrifices to gods. This sacrifice is a bit bloody, and it's basically the blood of beautiful girls..."

Yin Sichen and Jiang Yihai felt their hearts pounding when they heard this.

The looks of Gu Xixi and Yun Morong...

But Gu Xixi is already the mother of two children, why does the other party want to arrest her?

Mr. Yun is truly worthy of being the NO in academia. 1. Talk endlessly without any pause.

However, the student Yin Sichen became more and more frightened as he listened.

If it is true as the father-in-law said, then Xixi and Yun Morong are in a tiger's den, aren't they?

After finally hanging up the video call, Yin Sichen couldn't stand anymore and clicked on the team to start searching.

Mu Ruona, who had remained silent, said solemnly: "Huanghuang brought us here, so let's continue to let Huanghuang help us find the person!"

The others nodded at the same time, approving the proposal.

Yun Morong gently fanned Gu Xixi, so that Gu Xixi could sleep a little longer.

She raised her hand and gently smoothed Gu Xixi's hair, as gently as a mother.

Seeing Gu Xixi's long breathing, Yun Morong retracted his hand and began to think about his situation and how to get out.

Although she still doesn't understand how she and Gu Xixi came to this place.

If there is something weird, it must not have escaped.

So what does the other person want from them?

Although the daughters of the Yun family are very good-looking, they are not so beautiful that they will captivate the entire country.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the other party is looking for beauty.

What's more, she is facing Yun Morong's face now, and she is not a great beauty.

Since it's not about beauty, could it be because of their Yun family's knowledge?

Not right either.

In such a backward place, no matter how advanced knowledge is, there is no place for heroes. Even the writing here has not been unified. It is simply impossible to evolve into modern civilization across several thousand years of civilization.

Since it's not for beauty or the knowledge of the Yun family, what could be the reason?

Yun Morong couldn't figure it out, and always felt that he had overlooked some important point.

Just when Yun Morong was tossing and turning and unable to sleep, he keenly heard the footsteps at the door.

Yun Morong sat up suddenly and subconsciously turned to look at Gu Xixi. He found that Gu Xixi was still sleeping. He stood up quietly and took two steps outside. He saw a man wearing black crow feathers. The man in the big cloak was standing under the moonlight, looking at him with cold eyes.

Why does this man feel so depressing?

who is he?

"Oh? You're actually awake." The man said.

Yun Morong's pupils shrank, and the other party spoke Chinese.

In other words, in this extremely backward tribe, there are people who are in sync with the outside world!

"Why did you bring us here?" Yun Morong asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

"Haha." The man chuckled, with a strange tone, as if he was trying his best to adjust his tone and tone: "The two young ladies of the Yun family are really amazing! Should I call you Yun Nai now? Which one is better for you, Yun Morong?"

Yun Morong's pupils shrank.

This man really knows his stuff!

Who is he?

The man glanced at Gu Xixi sleeping on the ground and said to Yun Morong, "You are still so protective of her."

"You came here specifically just to talk nonsense, right?" Yun Morong didn't move at all, looking at the other party intently: "Since you know who we are, just explain your purpose of coming!"

"Okay," the man nodded and sat on the floor. The huge crow feathers covered half of his face, only revealing his pale and thin chin.

Yun Morong subconsciously blocked his sight, preventing him from seeing Gu Xixi.

"This is the Ran tribe, and I am the high priest of this tribe." The man coughed slightly and said, "I actually don't want to take this position, but fate dictates that I have to take it. I have dedicated a lot to this tribe. Year, my mission is about to end, but the next person who can take over the mission has not yet appeared in the tribe, so I cannot die yet."

Yun Morong looked at him steadily, waiting for his next words.

"I have been doing divination these days, and I feel that there are people in this world who are just like me, trying to change their fate against the will of heaven." The man laughed at himself: "Yes, my purpose is to change my destiny against the will of heaven and survive. One soul is divided into two lives, but you can still live well, and you have succeeded. I have to say, you are really outstanding."

Yun Morong was so smart that he had already guessed what the high priest was going to say next.

Sure enough, the high priest said: "Yun, you are so smart, why haven't you thought about this question? You are already dead, why are you still alive? Or are you living in someone else's body?"

"What do you want to say?" Yun Morong's hands curled up subconsciously. She actually didn't want to continue listening. She was afraid that her guess was too correct.

However, the high priest would not give her a chance to escape.

The high priest nodded and said, "Because I brought you back to life! You have lived as Yun Morong for three years, and it's time for you to return it to me."

"What did you say!" Yun Morong could no longer control his voice: "You, what on earth did you do!"

Gu Xixi, who was sleeping on the ground, was suddenly awakened by Yun Morong's voice: "Sister, sister, where are you?"

The high priest looked at Gu Xixi and said to Yun Morong: "You have been living for her these past three years, right? Why don't you hate that your sister took away your life? If it weren't for her, You might be able to live just fine.”

When Gu Xixi heard that there was a stranger in the room, she suddenly woke up, stood up from the ground, came to Yun Morong's side, and looked over warily: "Who are you?"