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7. Chapter 7 Manchurian Folklorist Nalanhong

"Haha... I'm waiting? If today wasn't the death anniversary of the two girls, I'm afraid none of you would be able to leave my holy mountain alive!" Nalanhong said with a smile.

After dismissing a few people who were minions to Nalanhong, he asked Lin Meixi what was going on. Lin Meixi couldn't help herself when facing this handsome man, and told her everything about the night's experience word for word.

Take it out.

Nalanhong frowned after hearing this. "Oh? Dragon Ball?"

Then he bit his index finger and blew a whistle. In less than a minute, two strong men dressed like bodyguards ran over from the woods.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"There were five tomb robbers just now. Go and follow them to explore the truth and see where they will stay and who is behind them!" Nalanhong ordered.

Lin Meixi looked at Nalan Hong blankly: "Beautiful man... no, Mr. Nalan, since there were bodyguards around you just now, why didn't you beat them up?"

"I told you, today is the anniversary of the death of two of my good friends. I don't want to see any blood. Did you, a little girl, freeze too tonight?" This Nalan Hong is a wealthy Changbai Mountain gentry, and because of his handsome appearance,

He has always been the male god in the hearts of girls.

However, Nalanhong was very aloof and never looked directly at any woman. While he was talking, he glanced at Lin Meixi inadvertently. This glance was insignificant and made the cold and handsome man's eyes widen in fright. He quickly leaned down and grabbed her with both hands.

He leaned over Mei Xi's shoulders and stared blankly at her little face, then looked back at the tomb behind her.

"You...you...you are..." Nalanhong was stunned. He couldn't believe it. Is there really someone with such a similar truth in the world? Or is this girl simply a friend buried in the grave?

"Mr. Nalan, what's wrong with you? My name is Lin Meixi!" Meixi was at a loss.

"Hey! Yes, how could you be her! If you were really her, that would be fine, and my good brother wouldn't have to be depressed anymore. But it seems that this is God's will. God allowed you to meet him here.

I, Nalan, would like to be the moon elder!" Nalan Hong sighed, Mei Xi could not be her.

"Let's go. It's cold and hungry this night. I'll take you to eat first, and then I'll take you to meet a friend. Maybe he will be very happy after meeting you." Nalanhong made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

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Lin Meixi followed Nalanhong towards the west slope of Changbai Mountain without thinking. She was completely unconscious. No matter whether the man was good or bad, she could not refuse the invitation. In other words, no girl could resist Nalanhong.

His cold and handsome looking ****.

"Mr. Nalan, did you just say that today is the death anniversary of your two friends?"

"Yes, they are the two wives of my best friend. They were also my former comrades who lived and died together. My friend will go up the mountain soon."

"Ah? Two wives? Both dead? Then your friend's fate is really rough. You have to be careful when you are his wife. He is so jealous of his wife!" Lin Meixi chatted with Nalanhong every sentence.

"You look a lot like his favorite wife. Sorry, maybe it's not polite to say that." Nalanhong nodded and apologized.

Lin Meixi didn't know why, but at this time she began to have a strong interest in Nalanhong, not only because of this friend's rough love life, but also because she felt that this man should be a very resolute man, with two beloved wives before and after him.

Leaving yourself, I think now I have lost all hope.

"Why did your friend bury his wife in Changbai Mountain instead of his hometown?" Mei Xi asked.

"This is the holy land for us Manchus, but not every Manchu is qualified to bury his body here after death. It is the 'Western Heaven' in our hearts."

While talking, Nalanhong took the tired Lin Meixi to a birch forest area in the mountains. Judging from the height of the trees, they were not primitive forests. They should have been planted no more than ten years ago. The world trail through the birch forest

, a modern three-story villa with pure steel frame and fiberglass frame appeared on the mountainside in front. This is Nalanhong's private club, used to entertain distinguished guests.

There was a tall, muscular man standing in front of the club. The man was even taller than Nalan Hong. He was over two meters tall. He was wearing a black suit and leather gloves. He was obviously a butler of a wealthy family.

role.

"Dayong, take this girl Mei Xi to have something to eat and rest. We will make other arrangements. Maybe Mr. Shuang will come in the morning and ask the friends to cook some hard dishes to entertain this distinguished guest like me." Nalanhong ordered.

road.

It was the first time for Mei Xi to come to a place like this. She had always thought that her hometown of Zhejiang was the richest place in the country, but she never expected that there was actually a tall, handsome and wealthy person hidden deep in the mountains and forests.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Mei Xi, remember to use my satellite phone to inform your classmates that they are safe. You can't go down the mountain yet. To ensure your safety, I want my friend to take you back to Changchun. I guess there are still people at the foot of the mountain.

Those accomplices of tomb robbers." Nalanhong still smiled charmingly, and Lin Meixi's heart was filled with laughter.

After saying that, Nalanhong turned around and entered the second floor of the club, leaving only Dayong and Mei Xi behind.

Although Dayong is tall and thick, he is thick on the outside but not thick on the inside. He is a talkative person. His eldest young master rarely brings friends to the club. He knows that this girl may not be an ordinary person. Accompanying Mei Xi, he politely

Ask about the cold and keep warm.

"Brother Dayong, who is your young master? Isn't this Changbai Mountain a state-owned five-a scenic spot? How can he build his own club in the scenic spot?" Lin Meixi is actually most concerned about whether this young master Nalan is married.

Do you have a girlfriend? But it’s hard to ask directly, so I have to dig a little bit.

Dayong told him that it turned out that Nalanhong was a descendant of the Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Nalan's surname was originally Yehenala of the Yellow Banner. Nalanhong was the true third-generation son of Yehenala.

It can be said that he comes from a wealthy family. Both his parents are leaders in charge of tourism in the Changbai Mountain area, and he himself is a Manchu and Mongolian cultural folklorist. Changbai Mountain is state-owned, but there are also many unknown secrets in the mountain, such as,

Forty percent of the mountains and land are still under the jurisdiction of the Manchus. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the head of state respected the ethnic minorities and treated the former nobles well. This 40% of the land is the birthplace of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the legendary Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty

Where. Nalanhong is also the guardian of the sacred mountain of this generation.

"Ah? Are you all Manchus? I heard that you Manchus are all Chinese now and can't even speak your mother tongue. Is that true? Did he also marry a Han wife?" Lin Meixi came around.

After detouring, I finally got to the point.
Chapter completed!
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