Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Second Layer of Flower Language
When the sound of the shutter pressing sounded, Lizi asked puzzledly, "Sister Ren, what are you still shooting?"
Lizi really didn't know what Ren Ziling was still filming at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Pat the backs of villagers who are clearing the collapsed debris on the road.
Probably you can clear a path to walk today, right?
"If you're bored, you can go to the village. β
Lizi pouted and said, "What's so beautiful, no one in the village has come out." β
The antidote has been handed over, and according to Lu Chaosheng, it has been diluted and injected into the infected villagers one by one. The infected villagers are also gradually recovering. It's just a process, so most people can only stay at home and recuperate.
The group did not leave immediately - because even if the antidote came out, according to Lu Chaosheng, this was also undoubtedly configured by him, and he had been studying this recipe, but he had never been able to realize it again.
Ma Houde felt that the doctor's unilateral prescription was probably not careful enough, for fear that the virus in the village had not been cleared, so he contacted a medical team - temporarily quarantined the village, and after the examination, there were indeed no mistakes, and only then considered letting Luoqiu and the others leave.
So he stayed for a few more days.
"Hey, how do they carry this mud and sand up the mountain?" Pear watched in confusion as the villagers loaded the mud and sand into the bucket truck, but not in the sea or piled up in the mountains and forests, "this ...... It seems to be listening to the tide cliff?"
Ren Ziling still pressed the shutter, and the camera was catching something, it seemed that only she knew it.
She changed the angle, squatted down, and adjusted the wide-angle lens while saying, "Wu Qiushui said that after discussing with the villagers, they plan to use these earth and stones to build a statue." β
"Statues?"
"Statue of the wife of the god of the sea. Ren Ziling said indifferently: "For worship." β
Pear opened her mouth and looked up at the cliff. She stroked her hair, which had been a little tossed by the sea breeze.
Suddenly, Lizi said, "Sister Ren, I'll help you too!"
"Don't shout hungry, you're doing me a great favor. Ren Ziling said with a blank look.
"Don't do this......" Pear looked aggrieved.
......
"Ma Sir, according to Lu Chaosheng's confession, all the explosives he used to blow up the cliff have been found, and there should be no omission. β
Inside the small clinic, Ma Houde looked at the contents of the box he had rummaged through, "It's all homemade explosives." β
Ma Houde shook his head, sighed and said, "This Lu Chaosheng is also a talent, and he has researched the antidote alone. It's a pity that it's just going the wrong way. β
The young police officer also nodded in agreement, and he suddenly asked, "But Sir, this matter is settled?"
"Except for one who scared himself to death...... Ma Houde snorted coldly, "None of the infected people in this village have died." The collective will of the village is not to pursue ...... To be honest, if they are held accountable to the end, labor and management will also hold them accountable for what they did decades ago, and even if the time limit for accountability is passed, I will let the saliva of the whole society spit these people to death!"
"This ...... Ma Sir calm down!" The young police officer wiped his cold sweat and said, "But in this way, it seems to be a little ...... in the procedure"
"Labor and management are called flexibility!"
Ma Houde snorted: "Learn a little! You! Pattern! Young man, it is inevitable to make mistakes once in a while, but if we can turn back, why don't we give them a chance? We have to be killed at one time to be regarded as a matter of applause? It is true that we are law enforcers, but for whom do we enforce the law? If even we don't give her a chance, who else can give her a chance to change her ways? The law is nothing more than human affection. The law exists to punish and restrain prisoners, but it is also to give criminals a convenient door to start over. β
"Ma Sir, I understand!" the little officer looked instructed.
Ma Houde glared, "You know a! I'm about to retire, don't follow me! Why don't you hurry up and take these things away for me!"
"Got it, got it!" the little officer hurriedly picked up the box and ran out.
Seeing the appearance of the little police officer hurriedly leaving, Ma Sir sighed and said: "But it must also be willing to open this door by the prisoner himself, so that it has the meaning of existence." β
Ma Houde suddenly spat and looked at the small clinic, "Phew! If you don't want to open it, it's good if you shoot it down!"
Officer Mahoudema, who has a beer belly and will retire in a few years, still has a hot temper.
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In the lawn lookout attached to the house, on the wooden bench near the guardrail and facing the sea, Luo Qiu was sitting, head down, and a pen scribbling on it.
Next to it were teapots and teacups, and as for the maid, she was standing next to them.
This is the scene that Lu Yiyun saw at this time...... Although she knew that these two fellow travelers who came with Ren Ziling and Lizi, she also knew that these two and those two seemed to be people from different worlds.
Even after experiencing the things on the cliff, when the little girl faced these two people, she still had a sense of awe greater than gratitude.
The little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over, "Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo, Miss Youye." β
"Do you want a snack?" Luo Qiu didn't look up, "The cookies made by Youye taste good." β
"No, no, I'm not hungry. Lu Yiyun hurriedly waved his hand.
If you just think it's hard to get close to the reception a few days ago...... Then now it's a huge sense of oppression.
"I heard that the proprietress is gone?"
Lu Yiyun nodded and said, "Mom...... She couldn't stay any longer, and everyone in the village knew about her and the village chief. Last night, I quietly walked away, taking nothing with me. My dad said that he only married her to take care of me...... Now, let's go. She is also at this age, and she may not have a good time in the future. β
Luo Aiyu's question is Lu Hai's private matter, and Luo Qiu knows it when he knows it, and he has no interest in exploring it.
At this time, Luo Qiu stopped his hand, looked at Lu Yiyun and said, "The two attacks on you that night can be regarded as breaking up the foundation of the demon on your body. And you yourself get rid of the demonic nature. Basically, it won't recur, but you'd better pay attention to yourself, and excessive pain will also have a certain chance of your demonic resurrection. β
"IβI see. β
Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "Are the injuries on your body better?"
Lu Yiyun subconsciously touched his lower abdomen and said, "If you don't move, it's okay." β
"That's ......," Luo Qiu nodded, stood up, looked at the little girl, and said nothing, but walked back towards the lodge.
The little girl looked at the things placed on the bench and hurriedly said, "Mr. Luo, I didn't take your things." β
"Your grandfather asked me to give it to you, take it. β
"Grandpa......"
The little girl was stunned, and she subconsciously picked up something from the bench - it was a sketch of a blank piece of paper.
In fact, it is not just white paper, but yellowed drawing paper...... It was one of many pieces of paper in her grandfather's room.
It's just that the paintings, which had only simple outlines and no faces, were now completeβthey were the appearance of a 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 lifespan of the Blue Star Flower is only one day. β
"The flowers I see every day are different from yesterday, they are all new flowers. β
"But their roots are still the roots of yesterday. β
"Decay and reopen, death, rebirth, day by day. β
"So Blue Star Flower also has a second layer of flower language: embrace the present. β
Looking at the sea in front of her, the little girl hugged the blue star flower in her palm. She took two steps forward, closer to the guardrail.
The little girl closed her eyes, put her fingers together, and gently held the flower in her palm as if praying.
Then she hummed softly.
It was the tune of a mysterious song that had been recorded and put on the Internet. Only this time it wasn't sung, just the humming of the melody of the song.
Without the wonderful power that can make people lose their minds, maybe it's just because there are no lyrics, or maybe it's just because you can't sing the lyrics like that anymore.
But.
Humming and humming, time passed. (To be continued.) )