Next exit Tempo 2KM.

The road sign ahead shows that there are still two kilometers to go from the exit of Tempo.

If you go out of this exit and rush back to Ganxia, it shouldn't take more than three hours.

In Mo Chunshan's mind, he didn't know why such a thought came to him.

He was upset for a while, and his fingertips clicked on the music play button, and the cello sound flowing from the stereo was melodious and pleasant.

The mood gradually calmed down, but I don't know why, suddenly I remembered the stupid look of someone listening to the Ave Maria, squinting and about to fall asleep.

Next exit Tempo 1KM.

Another street sign passed by.

Mo Chunshan's fingers suddenly tightened, and he pulled back the steering wheel that was slightly tilted to the right.

In the next second, the poem I had just read jumped out of my mind - that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way......

Mo Chunshan frowned tightly and said to himself: "Are you idle?"

He took pride in remembering it, not to remember such a boring sentence.

The meeting he was going back to was much more important than a reckless and savage woman.

She is tough and can take care of herself, and his worries are all unnecessary.

No, not worry, he shouldn't have used that word to describe his current mood.

Next Exit Tempo 500m......

Mo Chunshan scolded himself, but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the next street sign.

In the rightmost lane, there was a string of large trucks that were slowing down and preparing to get off the highway, and if he didn't change lane, he would have to follow them and climb down the highway slowly......

Mo Chunshan was shocked by his inexplicable thoughts, pinched the steering wheel, made a half circle to the left, and got into the overtaking lane.

Drive over there, get away from that exit, and you won't be thinking.

That's fine.

However, the car got into the overtaking lane, and the speed was up to 130 per hour, and his vision was still involuntarily deviating.

So I saw the next sign.

Next exit Tempo 200m.

It's still too late.

Mo Chunshan let out a long sigh and finally gave up struggling.

He spun the wheel and straddled two lanes, slamming on the brakes twice on the way, and then speeding up so suddenly that he overtook the big truck approaching the exit by just one parking space.

The sound of emergency brakes sounded behind him, and the angry truck driver stuck his middle finger out of the window and shouted: "The luxury car is amazing!"

Mo Chunshan didn't realize it, accelerated in gear, and drove out of the highway from the Tianbao exit.

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White towers, golden domes, butter flowers in full bloom.

He Wan'er has never believed in Buddhism, and has always regarded these magnificent temples as scenic spots. However, the sound of chanting always made her feel calm.

It's just that this time she stood in front of the chanting hall, looking at the heavy and dark door of the scripture hall, looking at the lamas who came and went to do evening classes, and her thoughts were surging, and she was overwhelmed.

The dull sound of a trombone was followed by a chanting of chanting.

He Wan'er listened to the chanting sound coming from the inner hall, but there was no sign of calming down in his heart.

There is Bodhi in the heart, and lotus flowers are born under the feet.

People of faith, it's good.

It's a pity she didn't.

So how do you atone for your sins?

She pinched her palms and felt a dull pain in her fingertips, and then she sobered up a little.

In the afternoon, she walked around the prayer wheel, followed behind an old grandmother, and walked three times.

Combined, twenty-one miles, more than ten kilometers.

The handles of those prayer wheels have been worn out of color, and the creaking sound of the prayer wheels turning continues to ring in the ears, which can cover the cries of Xiaoguo that have been echoing in the ears.

"It's not me, it's Soho and Li Zekun. Both of them were stabbed by Zheng Zhi with a knife, both of them were thrown off the cliff, Li Zekun died, Su He was seriously injured, and he still hasn't woken up yet......"

I don't know how many hours I've walked, but in short, He Wan'er doesn't feel tired, and the fingers that she has touched the prayer wheel more than 5,000 times have already broken their skin.

But the guilt in her heart is getting heavier and heavier.

The group that had abandoned her seven days earlier did not immediately return to the plains after leaving Mosca, but continued to play around the plateau. However, after Li Zekun and Zheng Zhi were provoked by Soho to invade He Wan'er on the night, the contradictions between the three gradually emerged.

And once the flower of evil opens, it always bears fruit.

After another violent quarrel, after Zheng Zhi questioned Soho for years of playing and using him, a vicious case finally happened.

He Wan'er didn't want to admit it, but she was indeed one of the accomplices. If she had chosen to call the police instead of watching from the sidelines, maybe not this ending.

Even, when she realized that Xiaoguo was actually in danger, she still chose to be alone.

He Wan'er froze in place, and suddenly there was a burst of language in her ears that she didn't understand.

looked down and saw the grandma she had been following the menstrual passage just now.

Grandma leaned over, tilted her head, and smiled charitantly at He Guan'er, who was almost twenty centimeters taller than herself.

He Wan'er looked at her blankly, only to feel that in the deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she didn't know what kind of story was hidden.

Perhaps, when she was young, she was also a graceful beauty, but she was grinded into her current appearance by the bitter cold of the plateau.

Her clothes were torn, but her heart was pure, and faith, something invisible, intangible, empty and solid, was deeply rooted in her mind.

With the pillars, they will not fall.

It's a pity that she didn't, otherwise she wouldn't be lost in the chanting of the sunset like now.

The old grandmother talked for a while, then stretched out her hand full of ravines, pinched it in her palm, and muttered something again.

He Wan'er couldn't understand, but a little lama next to him explained to her shyly in not so proficient Chinese: "She said that your hands are very beautiful, kind-hearted, and blessed." ”

As if he had been pricked by a needle, He Wan'er hurriedly lowered his head, hurriedly pulled out his hand from his grandmother's hand, and fled in a panic.

Tashiqi Monastery is huge.

It covers an area of 800,000 square meters and a construction area of 400,00

In such a large place, at its peak there were 4,000 monks living here. And now the temple is still expanding.

Just like the corridor that Mo Chunshan is walking, there are red walls and golden roofs on one side, and monks' houses that are still under construction on the other.

These houses are almost all wooden structures, and the eaves are carved with auspicious beasts and lotus flowers, which are not exquisite.

If it was before, he might have stopped to admire it and study the structure of the house by the way, but now he doesn't have the heart to do so.

At ten o'clock in the evening, seven hours after saying goodbye to He Wan'er, it had been an hour since he returned to Tashiqi Monastery, but he had not found her.

Where is she? There are no six scripture halls, and there are no white pagodas of various sizes.

He thought she was most likely to be in front of the prayer wheel, and there was none.

The hexagonal crystal tower was also closed after nine o'clock, and although the monks guarding the tower did not let him go up, they also went up to look for it carefully, and told him that there was no one on the tower.

Could it be that she had gone somewhere else?

Mo Chunshan seriously thought about this possibility and immediately made a negative judgment.

She should be here, not only out of his intuitive judgment, but also from his understanding of He Wan'er in this short time together.

From the moment he decided to return, he began to explore the reason for her sudden silence at that time - he still remembered that He Guan'er had been in a normal mood until she returned from buying tickets, and the change occurred after she answered a phone call at the ticket booth.

Exactly who made that call became the key.

He told Chiyo what he wanted, and Chiyo never let him down.

He got the number and called, but within a few minutes, he figured out the cause and effect.

I see.

He Guaner is a reckless, rude, and inconsiderate person.

But at the same time, he is righteous, straightforward, and has a clear distinction between right and wrong.

For example, in the case of Tongcheng Road and Bridge, she clearly suspected that the construction site might collapse, and she was desperate to enter the site to stop the pile driver operation.

If it was as she expected, would she have survived the accident at the scene?

Hardly.

He was basically sure that He Guan'er had not considered his life and death at that time, and most of the time he had done the simplest and rude plan.

For example, stun a piledriver operator or something.

So she also has the most unaccustomed characteristic on her - self-immeasurance.

So, in today's matter, she will follow her usual habit to take everything on herself and punish herself for the mistakes of others.

Something happened to the college student who was traveling with her, and she must be blaming herself.

It just so happened that Tashiqi Monastery was a natural place of repentance, and with her mind, it was impossible for her to figure out the truth in just a few hours.

So, she must be here.

Half an hour later, Mo Chunshan finally found He Wan'er.

She sat against a wall, beside her the iconic giant backpack, and in the night, she could be seen clearly wearing a fuchsia jacket.

At that moment, a heart hanging in the air suddenly fell to the ground, and the sound of his hurried footsteps before couldn't help but slow down, slow down, and lighten up.

As if afraid of frightening her, he slowly approached.

"Maitreya Buddha Temple, why did you come here?

He Wan'er raised his head when he heard the voice and blinked.

"You...... How do you get back...... Done?"

Her voice was staccato and it took a while for her to come up with a complete question.

Mo Chunshan was stunned.

yes, how did he come back? It's like coming down the highway inexplicably, just for the pair of eyes that linger in my head.

Now, the pair of eyes are out of focus and dull.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Mo Chunshan looked at her fixedly and asked.

He Wan'er subconsciously shook his head.

She wanted to raise her hand, but her right hand, which had turned the prayer wheel more than 5,100 times, could no longer lift it, and the tips of her fingers were all worn out and painful.

Mo Chunshan looked at her with a hint of anger in his eyes.

This woman, still not telling the truth, when he is stupid?

His hand suddenly lifted and slid over her forehead, stopping for less than a second, so fast that her body didn't have time to react in resistance.

"Your body temperature is very low and you haven't been in the house?" he asked faintly, but his eyes were sharp.

"Yes......" He Wan'er said this word easily, and he couldn't stop trembling violently.

Not just because of the cold, but also because of the helplessness of not knowing what to do.

Mo Chunshan leaned over slightly, looked at her closely, and found that the coat on her body had been frozen cold and stiff.

It was already frozen, and it was more than 20 degrees during the day, and it was close to zero at this time. He Wan'er stayed here for several hours, and it was no wonder that his body temperature was not low.

By the way, she probably hasn't had dinner yet.