Chapter 808: Fanwai: the power of the soul

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"Dad, are you talking about the altar?" Yin Sichen's face was a little ugly.
He thought about so many possibilities, but never thought about this possibility!
Mr. Yun saw that Yin Sichen's face was not right, and immediately asked: "Is something wrong with Mo Rong?"
The guess is really accurate.
But now, Yin Sichen dare not admit it.
"Dad, there is nothing." Yin Sichen immediately denied: "Xi Xi is still at the base of Hans, accompanying the children. I just watched the excitement! Because I don't know, I'm afraid of any taboos, so Come and ask you!"
Hearing Yin Sichen said this, Mr. Yun Lao was relieved.
Now that the two daughters have recovered, his old bone can hardly withstand setbacks.
Mr. Yun took a serious look at the video sent by Yin Sichen and said, "I'll check the information first and reply 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 nominally connected.
Who called Yun Morong also adopted by the Yun family?
In this way, Yin Sichen's relationship with Jiang Yihai is both a cousin and a brother.
Well, it is such a complicated relationship.
Jiang Yihai also called Mr. Yun's father-in-law.
However, Jiang Yihai had just dared not go to the video with his father-in-law. He was afraid that he could not control his own expression management, and revealed flaws in front of the old man.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yihai relieved his breath and calmed down. He said with relief: "I heard, how can the altar thing appear here? I don't know much about tribal culture, so I might not be able to help. "
"Me too." Yin Sichen smiled bitterly: "As heirs of the family, we have only learned how to manage the enterprise, how to run the company, how to tap the wealth, how to pass on the next generation, but no one will teach us this. , Or the Yun Family is the most powerful, and the knowledge reserve is the strongest."
"Yeah, every time I heard about this knowledge, I felt that she was so beautiful and beautiful," Jiang Yihai said subconsciously.
Yin Sichen glared at him.
Haha, show love?
Come, who is afraid of who!
"Sorry too, I'll talk to me about these topics when I'm fine. I remember she used to play the piano to save the old man of the Mo family!"
Jiang Yihai: "..."
Cousin, you are not cute anymore!
How can we hurt each other in this way?
Half an hour later, Mr. Yun really launched a video connection with Yin Sichen on time.
As soon as Yin Sichen opened, he saw that Mr. Yun was standing in front of a huge question board, as if giving him a long-distance lecture, he talked endlessly: "Si Chen, you are really lucky this time, even Let you find the text and the altar for such a reason. I have just read a book about rituals, and it really made me find this knowledge. This is a tribe that respects the Black Martial God, this tribe and the outside world, It is a state of semi-communication. That is to say, only a certain group of people will be in contact with the outside world, and most people will be hidden in their own tribe, and will not be in contact with outside people for a lifetime. The name of this tribe is "Dyeing." The history of dyeing this tribe has been around for thousands of years. It is strange that it has been in such a low productivity state that it has not disappeared."
Mr. Yun drew a totem on the board: "You can observe carefully whether there is this totem. This is the guardian totem that dyed this tribe. And the highest status among the tribes is their high priest. The high priest is a generation. According to legend, it is rumored that this tribe’s high priest has the ability to communicate with the world. Of course, this is just a rumor. I don’t believe this will be the case. If this high priest is so powerful, he would have walked out of this primitive jungle."
"When I was young, I had participated in an excavation of hidden civilizations and had been in contact with the high priest of this tribe. It was a very old man with a pale face. 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 God. Of course, this is just a legend. Their tribe will perform the ritual ritual every once in a while. The most solemn part of the ritual ritual, It’s like a offering sacrifices, this sacrifice is a bit bloody, basically it is mainly based on beautiful girl blood..."
Yin Sichen and Jiang Yihai heard a chuckle at the bottom of their hearts.
Gu Xixi and Yun Morong's face value...
But Gu Xixi is already the mother of two children, why should the other party even catch her?
Mr. Yun really deserves to be NO in academia. 1, Talking endlessly, without any pause.
However, Yin Sichen, the student, was more and more frightened.
If you really tell Lao Zhangren, isn't Xi Yunmo Rong in the tiger's den?
Finally, the video call was hung up, and Yin Sichen could no longer stand, and the team would start searching after ordering.
Mu Ruona, who had never spoken, said solemnly: "Huang Huang brought us over, then let Huang Huang help us find people!"
Others nodded at the same time and approved the proposal.
Yun Morong gently fanned Gu Xixi so that Gu Xixi could sleep more.
She raised her hand and gently stroked Gu Xixi's hair, tenderly like a mother.
Seeing Gu Xixi breathing for a long time, Yun Morong withdrew his hand and began to think about his situation and find a way to get out.
Although she still does not understand how she came to this place with Gu Xixi.
It’s weird that it’s definitely not gone.
So what does the other party want from them?
Although the daughters of the Yun family are all capable of playing, they have not reached the point of the beautiful country.
Therefore, it is unlikely that the other party is looking at beauty.
What's more, she now bears Yun Morong's face, not even a big beauty.
Since it is not aimed at beauty, is it aimed at their Yunjia knowledge?
Not right.
In such a backward place, no matter how high the knowledge is, there is no place for heroes. I am afraid that even the characters have not been unified. It is impossible to evolve civilization to modern civilization in a span of thousands of years.
Since it is not for beauty or because of Yunjia's knowledge, what would it be?
Yun Morong couldn't figure it out, and always felt that he missed something important.
When Yun Morong turned over and over and couldn't sleep, keenly heard the footsteps at the door.
Yun Morong sat up, turned his head subconsciously to look at Gu Xixi, and found Gu Xixi was still asleep, suddenly stood up quietly, walked two steps out, and saw a man wearing a black crow feather Dalu's man, standing under the moonlight, looked at himself coldly.
How does this man feel so depressed?
Who is he?
"Oh? Actually awake." The man said.
Yun Morong's pupil shrank, and the other party spoke Chinese.
In other words, in this extremely backward tribe, someone is synchronized in the outside world!
"What did you bring us for?" Yun Morong asked in a low voice: "What do you want?"
"Hehe." The man chuckled softly, his tone was strange, and he seemed to adjust his tone and tone as hard as possible: "The two young ladies of the Yun family, it's really amazing! I should call you Yunyao or now. Are you better off?
Yun Morong's pupil shrank.
This person really knows his thing!
Who is he?
The man glanced at Gu Xi, who was sleeping on the ground, and said to Yun Morong, "You still protect her so much."
"You came here today, not just to talk nonsense?" Yun Morong didn't move, looking at the other party intently: "Since you know who we are, so just explain your intention!"
"Okay," the man nodded and sat on the floor. The huge crow feather covered half of his face, revealing only a pale, thin chin.
Yun Morong subconsciously blocked his sight and prevented him from seeing Gu Xi.
"Here is the tribe. I am the high priest of this tribe." The man coughed softly and said, "I don't actually want to take this position. I have to take it because of fate. I have dedicated a lot to this tribe. In the year, I see that I am about to end my mission, but there is no next person in the tribe who can take over the mission, so I can’t die yet."
Yun Morong looked at him fixedly, waiting for his following.
"I have been divination all these days. I feel that in this world, some people are like me, trying to change their lives." The man smiled self-deprecatingly. "Yes, my purpose is to change lives and survive. You can live a good life with one soul and two lives, and it also makes you successful. This has to be said, you are really excellent."
Yun Morong was so smart that he already guessed what the high priest would say next.
Sure enough, the high priest said, "Yes, you are so clever, why haven't you thought about a question, why are you still alive when you are dead? Or do you live on someone else?"
"What do you want to say?" Yun Morong's men curled up subconsciously. She didn't really want to continue listening. She was afraid that she guessed too correctly.
However, the high priest would not give her a chance to escape.
The high priest nodded and said, "Because, that's why I made you alive! You have lived as Yun Morong for three years, and you should give it back to me."
"What do you say!" Yun Morong can no longer control his volume: "You, what the did you do!"
Gu Xi fell asleep on the ground, and was suddenly awakened by Yun Morong's voice: "Sister, where are you sister?"
The high priest looked at Gu Xi and said to Yun Morong: "You have been living for her for the past three years? Why don't you be jealous, your sister has taken your life away? If it weren't for her, You may be able to live well."
Gu Xixi heard that there was a stranger in the house, and suddenly came awake, stood up from the ground, came to Yun Morong's side, and watched the past with caution: "Who are you?"