Chapter 236: Second layer of flower language

Chapter 236, second layer of flower language
When the sound of the shutter press sounded, the pear asked inexplicably: "Sister, what are you still shooting?"
The pear really does not know what Ren Ziling is still doing at this time.
Take pictures of the villagers who are cleaning up the collapsed mud on the road.
Maybe you can clean up a road that you can walk today?
"If you are bored, you can go to the village."
The pear snorted: "There is nothing to look at, no one in the village comes out."
The antidote has been handed over, and according to Lu Chaosheng, after dilution, the infected villagers are injected one by one. The body of the infected villagers began to gradually recover. It only requires a process, so most people can only stay at home to cultivate.
The group did not leave immediately - because even if the antidote came out, but according to Lu Chaosheng, this is undoubtedly his configuration, he has been studying this formula, but can not be achieved again.
Ma Houde felt that the unilateral formula of this doctor might not be careful enough. I was afraid that the virus in the village had not been cleaned up, so I contacted a team of medical teams to temporarily isolate the village. After the inspection, there was no leakage. Qiu several people left.
So I stayed for a few more days.
"Hey, how did they transport the sand to the mountains?" The pears looked at the villagers and put the mud and gravel into the bucket, but they didn't throw it into the sea, or pile it in the forest. "This... Seems to be listening to the tide cliff?"
Ren Ziling still presses the shutter, and the lens catches something. It seems that she only knows it.
She changed her angle and squatted down and adjusted the wide-angle lens. She said: "Wu Qiushui said that after the villagers discussed it, they planned to use these earth and stone to build a statue."
"statue?"
"The statue of the sea wife." Ren Ziling said indifferently: "for worship."
The pear opened his mouth and looked up at the cliff. She glared at the hair that made the sea breeze blow.
Suddenly, Pear said: "Sister, I will help you!"
"You don't cry if you are hungry, it will help me a lot." Ren Ziling glanced at him.
"Don't be like this..." The pear was aggrieved.
......
"Ma SIR, according to Lu Chaosheng's confession, all the explosives he used to blow up the cliffs were found, and there should be no omissions."
In the small clinic, Ma Houde looked at the things in the box that he found. "It's all earthen explosives."
Ma Houde shook his head and sighed: "This Lu Chaosheng is also a personal talent. One person has researched and solved the medicine. Unfortunately, it is the way."
The young police officer also nodded in recognition. He suddenly asked: "But the horse SIR, is this the case?"
"Besides one who is scared to death himself..." Ma Houde said coldly: "The people infected in this village are not dead. The collective will of the village is no longer pursued... To be honest, if they are pursued, Labor and capital will also pursue what they have done decades ago. Even if the time limit for accountability is passed, I will let the whole society spit out these people!"
"This... Ma SIR calm down!" The young police officer wiped the cold sweat: "This is the case, the procedure seems a bit..."
"Labor and capital is called a flexible!"
Ma Houde said: "Learning! You! Design! Young people, occasionally making mistakes is inevitable, but can turn back, why don't we give them a chance? Is it a matter of clapping and killing? We are The law enforcement is right, but who is going to enforce it? If we don’t give her a chance, who else can give her the chance to change it? The law is no more than human. The law exists for punishment, for restraint, but also In order to give the prisoner a convenient door to come back."
"Ma SIR, I understand!" The small police officer looked like a teacher.
Ma Houde glanced. "You know a fart! I am a fast-retired person, don't learn me! Don't hurry up and take these things away!"
"Know, know!" The small police officer quickly hugged the box and ran outside.
Looking at the small police officer's busy departure, Ma SIR sighed: "But the prisoner himself is willing to open this door, it has the meaning of existence."
Ma Houde suddenly spit on his mouth and looked at the small clinic. "Hey! If you don't want to open it, you will be shot down!"
Ma Houdema, a policeman with a beer belly and retiring in a few years, is still hot.
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Inside the lawn sill connected to the holiday home, the wooden bench near the guardrail facing the sea, Luo Qiu was sitting, lowered his head and painted with a pen on it.
Next to the teapot and teacup, as for the maidservant, this is standing next to it.
This is what Lu Yiyun saw at this time... Although she knows that the two are fellow travellers who are with Zi Ling and the pears, they also know that these two and the two seem to be people of different worlds.
Even after experiencing the things on the tide cliff, when the little girl faced the two men, she still had a fear of greater than gratitude.
The little girl hesitated, and finally went over, "Mr. Luo, Luo, Miss You."

Did a snack?
Luo Qiu did not look up.
The cookies made by Youyou are delicious.

"No, no, I am not hungry." Lv Yiyun hurriedly handed.
If you say that a few days ago, you just felt that it was difficult to get close to you... then now is a huge sense of oppression.
"I heard that the boss is gone?"
Lv Yiyun nodded and said: "Mom... she can't wait anymore. The village knows about her and the village chief. Last night, I sneaked away and didn't bring anything. My dad said that she used to marry her. It’s just to take care of me... Now, let’s go and go. She’s also old and not necessarily better in the future.

Luo Aiyu’s problem is Lu Hai’s private affairs. Luo Qiu knows it and knows it, and he is not interested in exploring it.
At this time, Luo Qiu stopped his hand and looked at Lv Yiyun: "The night that attacked you two nights, it is the foundation of the demon that has broken you. And you have also removed the demon. You basically do not. It will recur, but it is best for you to pay attention to yourself. Excessive pain will also have a chance to make your demon resurgence."
"I, I know."
Luo Qiu smiled slightly: "Is the injury on my body better?"
Lu Yiyun subconsciously touched his own small belly: "If you don't move, you're fine."
"This way..." Luo Qiu nodded, stood up, and looked at the little girl, and did not say anything, but walked back to the holiday home.
The little girl looked at the things on the bench and quickly said, "Mr. Luo, your things are not taken."
"Your grandfather asked me to send you, accept it."
"grandfather……"
The little girl stunned, she subconsciously picked up the things on the bench - this is a sketch of a white paper.
In fact, it is not a simple white paper, but a yellowed paper... This is a pair of papers in her grandfather's room.
It’s just that those paintings that have simple outlines and no looks are now complete – that is the look of the little girl.
On the drawing paper, there is also a freshly picked blue star flower planted in the yard.
Lu Yiyun silently read the words written next to this sketch... the words written by this mysterious man.
"The life of Blue Star Flower is only one day."
"The flowers I see every day are different from yesterday, and they are all new flowers."
"But their roots are still the root of yesterday."
"Degraded, reopened, dead, new, day by day."
"So Bluestar has a second layer of flower language: embrace now."
Looking at the sea in front, the little girl embraced the blue star flower in her palm. She walked in two steps toward the front, closer to the guardrail.
The little girl closed her eyes, hands clasped together, gently holding the palm of her hand, like a prayer.
Then she gently groaned.
It was a song of a mysterious song that was once recorded on the Internet. Only this time did not sing, only the hum of the melody of the song.
There is no such wonderful power that will make people lose their hearts. Maybe it is because there is no lyrics, but it is only because they can't sing the lyrics.
but.
Kneeling, time passed.
(End of this chapter)