Contract Wife Runs away from the CEO

"Dad, are you talking about the altar?" Yin Sichen's face was a bit ugly.

He thought about so many possibilities, but he didn't think about this possibility!

Mr. Yun saw that Yin Sichen's face was wrong, and immediately asked: "Did Xixi and Mo Rong have an accident?"

The guess is really accurate.

But now, Yin Sichen absolutely dare not admit it.

"Dad, nothing." Yin Sichen denied immediately: "Xixi is still at Hans' base, with the children. I just watched the excitement by the way! Because I don't know each other and I'm afraid of committing a taboo, so Come to ask you!"

Hearing Yin Sichen's words, Mr. Yun let go of his heart.

Now that the two daughters have been lost and recovered, his old bone can no longer withstand setbacks.

Mr. Yun carefully watched the video sent by Yin Sichen, and said: "I will check the information first, and I will reply to you in half an hour."

Hung up the video call.

Yin Sichen took a deep breath and said to Jiang Yihai: "Did you hear what Dad said just now?"

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

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

In this way, the relationship between Yin Sichen and Jiang Yihai is both a cousin and a brother-in-law.

Well, it's such a complicated relationship.

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

However, Jiang Yihai just didn't dare to go video with his father-in-law. He was afraid that he could not control his expression management, and he exposed a flaw in front of the old man.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yihai lifted his breath and said with a sigh of relief: "I heard it, how come this kind of altar appears 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 only learned how to manage a company, how to run a company, how to dig for wealth, how to pass on to the next generation, but no one would teach us this. Speaking of which , The Yun family is still the strongest and the strongest reserves of knowledge."

"Yes, every time I hear about this knowledge, I feel that her whole person is so beautiful and beautiful." Jiang Yihai said subconsciously.

Yin Sichen glared at him.

Haha, show affection, right?

Come on, who is afraid of whom!

"Xixi, too, will talk to me about these topics if nothing happens. I remember she used to play the piano to save the Mo family's old man!"

Jiang Yihai: "..."

Cousin, you are not cute anymore!

How can we hurt each other like this?

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

As soon as Yin Sichen opened it, he saw that Mr. Yun was standing in front of a huge question board, as if he was teaching him remotely. Let you find the text and the altar for this reason. I just read a book on sacrificial offerings, and it really helped me find knowledge in this area. This is a tribe that respects the black **** of war, this tribe and the outside world, It is a state of semi-communication. In other words, only certain groups of people will come into contact with the outside world, and most of them will hide in their own tribe and never have contact with outsiders for a lifetime. The name of this tribe is called "Dye". Dye has probably existed in this tribe for thousands of years. It is strange that under such a low productivity state, it has not disappeared."

Mr. Yun drew a totem on the question board: "You can carefully observe whether there is this totem. This is the guardian totem that dyes this tribe. The highest status in the tribe is their high priest. The high priest is the generation. According to legend, it is said that the high priest of this tribe has the ability to communicate with the world. Of course, this is only a rumor. I don't believe this will be a fact. If this high priest is so powerful, he would have walked out of this primitive jungle long ago."

"When I was young, I participated in an excavation of hidden civilizations, and I came into contact with the high priest of this tribe. He was a very old man with a pale complexion. Because they needed their own blood to communicate with the gods. In the tribe, the blood of the high priest is very sacred, with the blood of the descendants of the gods. Of course, this is just a legend. Their tribe will perform rituals to the gods every once in a while. And the most solemn part of the rituals of the gods, 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 snorted in their hearts.

The looks of Gu Xixi and Yun Morong...

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

Mr. Yun really deserves to be the No. of academic circles. 1. Talking endlessly without interruption.

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

If you really said that to Lao Zhangren, wouldn't Xixi and Yun Mo Rong be in the tiger's den?

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

Mu Ruona, who had never spoken, said solemnly: "It was Huang Huang who brought us here, so let Huang Huang help us find people!"

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

Yun Morong gently played the fan for Gu Xixi, so that Gu Xixi could sleep a little longer.

She raised her hand to gently stroke Gu Xixi's hair, tenderly like a mother.

Seeing Gu Xixi's long breathing, Yun Morong withdrew his hand and began to think about his situation and find a way to get out.

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

Something weird is definitely not gone.

So what does the other party want from them?

Although the Yun family's daughter is very good at face value, but it is not to the point where the beauty is all over the country.

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

What's more, she is now holding Yun Mo Rong's face, and she is not even a big beauty.

Since it was not aimed at beauty, could it be aimed at their Yun Family's knowledge?

Not right.

In such a backward place, no matter how high a level of knowledge is, there is no place for heroes. I am afraid that even the writing has not been unified. It is impossible for a civilization that spans several thousand years to evolve into a modern civilization at once.

Since it wasn't for beauty or Yun Family's knowledge, what could it be for?

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

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

Yun Mo Rongteng sat up, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Gu Xixi. He found that Gu Xixi was still asleep, and then stood up quietly. After walking two steps outside, he saw a black crow feather. The man in the Greatcloak was standing under the moonlight, looking at himself with cold eyes.

How could this man feel so depressed?

who is he?

"Oh? I was awake," the man said.

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

In other words, in this extremely backward tribe, some people are synchronized in the outside world!

"What on earth did you bring us for?" Yun Morong asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

"Haha." The man chuckled lightly, with a weird tone, as if trying to adjust his tone and tone of voice: "The two ladies of the Yun family, it is really amazing! I should call you Yunye now. Is it better for you?"

Yun Morong's pupils shrank.

This person really knows his own business!

Who is he?

The man glanced at Gu Xixi who was sleeping on the ground, and said to Yun Morong, "You still protect her like that."

"You came here specially for talking nonsense, did you?" Yun Morong didn't move at all, staring at each other intently: "Since you know who we are, let's just explain your intentions!"

"Okay," the man also nodded, and sat on the floor. The huge crow feather covered half of his face, only his pale and thin chin was exposed.

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

"This is the dyed tribe. I am the high priest of this tribe." The man coughed lightly and said, "I actually don't want to take this position. However, due to fate, I have to take it. I have given a lot to this tribe. In 2009, I’m going to end my mission, but there is no one in the tribe who can take over the mission, so I can’t die yet.”

Yun Morong looked at him with a fixed look, waiting for his next words.

"I have been divination these days. I feel that there are people in this world who are trying to change their lives against the heavens just like me." The man laughed at himself and laughed: "Yes, my purpose is to change lives against the heavens and live. One soul divides two lives, and you can live well, and it also made you successful. I have to say that you are really good."

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 don't you think about a problem, why are you still alive after you are dead? Or are you still alive in someone else's body?"

"What do you want to say?" Yun Morong's hands curled up subconsciously. In fact, she didn't want to continue listening anymore. 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 made you come alive! You have lived as Yun Morong for three years, you should give it back to me."

"What did you say!" Yun Morong could no longer control his own volume: "You, what did you do!"

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

The high priest looked at Gu Xixi and said to Yun Morong: "You have lived for her for the past three years? Why don't you hate that your sister took your life away? If it wasn't for her, You may be able to live well."

Gu Xixi heard that there was a stranger in the house, and suddenly came to his senses, stood up from the ground, came to Yun Morong's side, and looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"