"I must be stunned, although they are both good-looking, how can two completely different faces be similar? It's just two people at all. Su Yin held his forehead.

After the words came out, even Su Yin herself didn't notice the uneasiness in her tone. Soon, the divine attendants who rushed in interrupted Su Yin's thoughts.

"Lord Priest, my god has prepared breakfast." A priest bows his head.

"yes, got it." Su Yin replied in a sullen voice, and then she sorted out what she was wearing in the mirror. The style of the clothes in the divine realm is simple and atmospheric, and the fabric woven from what material I don't know fits perfectly on the body, making Su Yin, who has not worn clothes for a long time, think about the proposal of marrying a god again.

Belch...... Don't mention the cloth she used to have on her with her!

But marry God?

The picture that had not yet dissipated in the dream just now appeared in front of Su Yin's eyes in a timely manner, and Su Yin twitched the corners of his mouth: "...... Lan...... Gu Lan ......"

Su Yin read the two similar names, and felt more and more strange about things.

"In fact, compared to the unknown dangers, the life of the tribe under the river is not too bad......" Su Yin thought comfortingly.

……

Later, Su Yin applied to the gods several times, but did not return to the not too bad Hexia tribe as he wished. God seemed to have made up his mind to marry her, and the flattered Su Yin thought about all kinds of conspiracies for a few days, but he still couldn't understand God's thoughts.

Her nightmares were day after day.

Then Su Yin, who was overthinking, fell ill like this. It's no wonder that Su Yin thinks a lot, anyone who has been "dissected, beheaded, thrown into the furnace to refine pills, or blown into ashes by a battleship" in his dreams for several days will not feel very good.

The dream was too real, and in the end, the figures of all the men coincided with the god shrouded in holy light.

The devil knows what she went through! Su Yin thought frantically.

So Su Yin swallowed all the dirty words, and his attitude towards God became more and more cautious. Especially when God's eyes fell on her, Su Yin, who was sitting precariously, became less confident than even speaking.

"What are you afraid of?" God asked. He could feel Su Yin's emotions.

God is in charge of everything in the world, so naturally he can easily spy on Su Yin's thoughts, and it is not difficult to guess that when he asked this sentence, he already knew the answer.

An answer that upset God—she was afraid of Him.

This answer made God feel defeated. God frowned: The little woman in this life seems to have a lot of opinions about him?

God didn't know Su Yin's dream, so while he was looking for the reason himself, he was also thinking about his attitude in the past few days.

And Su Yin, who saw the god frowning, was shocked.

Su Yin thought that her hesitation had provoked God, and she immediately spoke: "It's nothing! I'm just a little uncomfortable, and I'm not used to the environment of the divine realm. ”

God looked at Su Yin's face that had lost a lot of weight in just a few days, and he began to think seriously about the water and soil problems in the divine realm.

"You want to go back to the human realm?" God asked.

Su Yin is now extremely sure that she has recovered her memory, so in the face of the man in front of him who is suspected of being a hidden boss and has taken his life several times, Su Yin gave a very affirmative answer: "Yes." ”

God met her cautious look, and saw her eyes that were a little watery because she was not feeling well, God sighed, raised his hand and touched the top of Su Yin's head, and whispered, "Go back if you want." ”

When the palm of God's hand stroked the top of Su Yin's head, a golden light appeared, Su Yin's weak body was suddenly refreshed, and his head was no longer groggy.

Then Su Yin, who was comfortable to touch, looked up at God: for Mao, there is a feeling that even if she has a pile of white bones left, she can come back to life when touched by God's palm? !

Delusion, it must be an illusion.

……

Solid wooden houses, rough walls made of earth and stone, and the land reclaimed within the walls, the ridges of the fields were divided into orderly plots, and the people in animal skin skirts were busy working, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

When Su Yin returned to the tribe under the river again, he saw this scene. She stood on the ground in a daze, looking at the people who were planting seedlings, and she couldn't react.

She crossed her fingers and counted the days she had been gone, and then she had transitioned from a primitive stone society to an agrarian society?

Is this too fast?

She's not in the wrong place, is she?

And it's a green seedling—it's rice, right?

It's rice, right?!

Rice bar!

Repeating this sentence, the appearance of the heroine appeared in Su Yin's mind, and Su Yin's face darkened: "...... There was a sense of foreboding. ”

Su Yin hesitated and beckoned to the people in the field not far away, she wanted to find someone to ask what time it was.

If only seven days had passed, it would never have changed so much.

Before Su Yin could call someone, someone saw her first. Then one exclamation after another resounded through the tribe under the river: "Ahhh

"What's it called?" The interrupted person said a word of dissatisfaction, and a louder cry shouted, "Sacrifice...... Sacrifice to...... The Priest has returned—"

Su Yin, who had just raised her hand, was a little embarrassed to accept the pious gaze of the clansmen, but she quickly regained her composure and nodded with an unfathomable attitude.

With Su Yin's nodding movement, the clansmen's earth-shattering howls sounded. Then the men hugged up, stretched out their arms to Su Yin, and made a hugging gesture.

Su Yin took a step back vigilantly: "What to do!?" ”

Everyone's movements froze in place, and the atmosphere present was silent for two seconds, when the man standing at the front scratched his head and sneered: "Everyone is used to it, the goddess likes this way of celebrating." Forget that the priests don't like to be touched. ”

The clansmen bowed their heads in revulsion at their untimely movements, and rejoiced at the return of the priests. Of course, no one pounced again this time. Everyone just gathered around Su Yin, raised their arms high, made a gesture of prayer, and cheered.

Su Yin keenly captured two words: "Goddess? ”

"Yes, the goddess is very wise, she knows a lot, she told us that we planted edible plants, built strong houses, and stone walls that could block wild beasts......" The man pointed out the fields, houses, and city walls to Su Yin, and it was not difficult to hear the pride in his tone, "With the goddess here, we have plenty of food, no one is hungry, and no one died last winter." ”

"After the priest was called away, we are doing well!"

"No one starved, no one froze to death!"

"Goddess bless!"

"The goddess will build us a big house!" A little girl's voice said.

"The food made by the goddess is delicious...... the people said. Such unabashed praise is very in line with the straightforward nature of primitive people.

Su Yin smiled and listened to the clansmen's evaluation of the goddess, and she put on an expression, "As long as the clansmen are doing well, I am very pleased".

Actually, Su Yin's mental activities are-

I'm so angry, but I still have to smile, why can't I be mad?

Why can't you go berserk?

What should I do if I want to go crazy?!

Nima, if she hadn't known that the minds of the people here didn't have too many twists and turns, and she would have said whatever she wanted, she would have been unable to help it.

In fact, she couldn't help it now.

At this time, the girl who said just now that she would build a big house walked to Su Yin's lap and reached out and tugged at Su Yin's clothes: "Lord Sacrifice, will you build a big house?" ”

One sentence poked the heart.

[More poignant question: Lord Priest, is the food you cook as delicious as the food cooked by the goddess?]

Su Yin: God loves my grilled fish.

Heroine: My ancestral cooking skills, my parents are star chefs for three generations, I can make boiled fish, braised fish, steamed fish, dried fried fish, fish fillet porridge... (N words omitted)... Eighteen kinds of grilled fish with different flavors.

Su Yin: Oh. God loves my grilled fish.

Heroine: Your cooking skills can't compare to mine.

Su Yin: God loves my grilled fish.

Heroine: Can you change your sentence?

Su Yin: God is my man. 】