Chapter 411 found

Fu Nanli held his breath and watched the old monk chanting words. The tortoise shell used for divination was turning on the smooth tabletop. The whole divination process was so quiet that the fallen leaves could be discerned.

Even if Zhou Jin thought this feudal superstition was ridiculous, seeing Fu Nanli pin all his hopes on the old monk, he couldn't bear to expose it.

The divination lasted for an hour, and Fu Nanli's heart was like being hung in a pan for another hour. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he did not dare to urge.

This is his last hope.

Finally, the old monk said in a similar way: "Southeast direction, a distance of 1,500 kilometers."

Fu Nanli quickly said: "Map."

Zhou Jinfu, does he really believe in this old monk?

Fu Chuan took the tablet, retrieved the satellite map, and finally said: "One thousand five hundred kilometers southeast of Haicheng is...Zhongcheng."

Fu Nanli seemed to be struck by a thunderstorm, and immediately walked out: "Go to Midtown."

Midtown, it's really possible. Qiaoer is probably in Midtown, where they escaped the rain together.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he has to take a look.

Zhou Jin said, "Really?"

Fu Nanli's figure had disappeared, Zhou Jin could only follow in a hurry, and let the madman go crazy again.

-

When Wen Qiao woke up, it was evening, looking around, not where she stayed last.

She booked a hotel near the flower shop with a fake ID. Through the windows on the third floor, you can see the flower shop and the convenience store. The wind bells are accompanied by the sound of the wind, just like when she and Fu Nanli were hiding from the rain.

When death was approaching, she felt very sorry. In fact, she didn't want to die at all, and she was also afraid, but she watched the darkness fall, and saw her heartbeat getting weaker and weaker, and the world plunged into darkness.

But now, she actually woke up, and she entered a very ordinary room, but not the room of the small hotel. There were birds calling outside. She glanced at the phone. It was the next day, which was the fourteenth day. .

She is not dead!

So Fu Nanli found her?

She lifted the thin quilt on her body without time to wear her shoes, and ran out, only to find that she was in a courtyard with twilight enveloped in a small courtyard with a locust tree in the middle and a stone table next to it. The courtyard was quiet.

"Funanli?" She walked barefoot on the pavement paved with bluestone slabs, gently and tentatively calling his name.

But no one responded. The courtyard had two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a small warehouse. She searched all the rooms and did not see a single person.

She fell into confusion, sitting on the stone bench, looking up at the sunset, feeling a little dazed, stretched out her hand and pinched her face, it hurts, she was really alive.

It was Fu Nanli who found her and rescued her, but was still angry that she lied to him and didn't want to see her, so he left again?

There was a sudden mess of footsteps outside the yard. When the door was knocked open, she was still confused. At first glance, she saw Fu Nanli who was surrounded by her.

The evening light shone, and Fu Nanli saw his Qiaoer sitting under the big tree. The light leaked through the shade of the tree and enveloped her. Her expression seemed a bit dazed.

His flustered heart was immediately comforted. When he walked towards her, she got up vigilantly and took two steps back. The precaution in her eyes made him startled.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like