C1417 (1/2)
Quietly, he raised his legs and walked over and asked, ”do you know hongluan?”
”Don't ask, this person is mute, or deaf, but can read, but this is not the key, the key is the lotus, the temple master and his wife have disappeared!”
Furong immediately said, ”what do you say! Can the two living people disappear? ”
”Absolutely! When they came, those people arrested the temple master and his wife inside, and they all ran away when they left. In addition, they confirmed with the deaf mute that the temple master and his wife did not come out of the hall.
but the house collapsed, and we were empty of the fallen things, and half of us were not seen. ”
Furong frowned and said, ”how could this happen...”
”Yes! It's just a lover's Island. It's so big. There's no place for Tibetans! What a mess! What can we do if the temple master is gone! ”
”Shut up!” Good people, how can not.
”Everyone, search around again. If you can't find it, dig three feet to find it!”
Furong words just finished, feel the corner, by what tightly grasp.
Looking down, it's the man on the ground.
Furong immediately called out: ”wait a minute!”
They all stopped and said, ”what's the matter? Isn't the order finished yet? ”
”No, the man seems to have something to say!”
Then he frowned, bent over and looked at the man, waiting to see what he was going to do.
The man, like grasping the straw, grabbed his hand and wrote on it: ”take me to find Alan, and I will help you find those two people.”
”Who is Alan? Do you know where our Lord is? ” All of them said excitedly.
Furong glared at them and said, ”don't people who know that people are deaf and dumb and ask questions don't think they are stupid?”
All of them said, ”well fuck!
Isn't it urgent!
Fu Juan wrote in his palm: ”do you know where the Lord of our temple is?”
The man nodded and looked at him expectantly.
Fu Huo continued to write: ”is Lan the companion who was just rescued by us?”
The man nods again.
The face has changed, but That feeling doesn't change.
Really love a person, love to the bone of the kind, even if not close to their own, with their own space, will feel that kind of breath is not the same.
Men, that's how it feels.
Waiting for a few years of empty Island, adhere to not die.
Even though suffering from the mental torture, he still lives in the hope of seeing her again and telling her the truth.
LAN, I didn't want to kill you No,
It's the devil who controls it. It's the devil!
It's not me
Furong looked at the pain in the eyes of the man and frowned: ”help him back to the wheelchair!”
”Yes
The man returned to his wheelchair and suddenly pointed to the beach.
She pushed her way to the sea.
To the seaside, the man is a little embarrassed.
Holding Fu Juan's hand, he wrote two pieces.