The conductor listened and looked at Peng Tan in amazement, she smiled and pointed at Xin Lu, who nodded with a smirk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info conductor showed a soft color and said slowly: "Okay, I'll help you ask." Still, I wish you well and hope that your proposal will be successful. However, whether our manager can agree or not depends on your luck. ”

Regardless of whether it was successful or not, Peng Tan still thanked him, and saw the conductor walk through the ticket sales booth and walk into the office behind the house. After half a ring, the conductor ushered out a middle-aged man who looked like a manager, and the middle-aged man came over with a smile, looked at Peng Tan, and waited for him to speak.

Peng Tan pretended to be smiling, his tone was sincere, and his attitude was modest, and he asked, "Can you help?" I promised my girlfriend that if I couldn't do it, my proposal would be useless. As he spoke, the expressions on his faces, the movements in his hands, and the seamless cooperation seemed to be the case, and he continued: "I know that you are difficult, don't worry, we will go to the viewing rooftop, and there is nothing else to ask for, so it is also within the scope of your control, and it is not too difficult for you." After speaking, he took out 5,000 yuan and handed it to the manager, still explaining: "This, please accept it, it can be regarded as a passenger cableway." Manager, look, is this going to work?"

The manager's face changed slightly, he just squinted, glanced at Peng Tan, and saw that he looked pious, not like the kind of person who was flamboyant and full of nonsense. Besides, when he was young, he was also romantic, and of course he would support such a person who dared to fight for love.

The manager agreed to Peng Tan's request, after all, this was also a special income, and it was inconvenient for him to refuse. Then, after admonishing the ropeway maintenance worker, he returned to the office.

Peng Tan smiled, turned back to Xin Lu and winked, and made an OK gesture.

Camp 3, a temple in the mountains. Temple wings, rooms. Wen Xin curled up in a ball, and at some point, he was covered with a sheet. In the dream, Wen Xin saw that at that time, he was heroic, wearing a police uniform, wearing a police hat, and standing upright. In front of him, Liu Chengguo looked at her with a serious face, but did not speak. The two stood opposite each other, staring at each other, both looking for what was hidden in each other's eyes. Wenxin saw that in Liu Chengguo's eyes, there were three people hidden, like a family of three, and it was not difficult to find that it was a group photo of Xiao Wenxin and his parents.

Tears, dreams and dreams, all the same. Outside the dream, in the eyes, in the corners of the eyes, there were tears, and Wen Xin was also at this moment, slowly waking up. When she saw the sheets, she was moved to tears. She got up, tidied up her face, saw herself in the mirror, looked haggard, she walked out of the wing, walked through the rockery, walked into the corridor, and walked to the Jingtian Temple. In the hall, several plain-clothed monks sat on the ground, beating wooden fish, and chanting Buddhist scriptures. In the whole hall, Sanskrit chanted, and Wen Xin's revenge dissipated a lot, she was infected, and she also walked outside the hall, kneeling reverently, clasping her hands together, closing her eyes, and praying silently.

Pray for revenge, pray for parents to rest in peace, pray for Team Liu to look away, and pray that Peng Tan can find true love. Yes, she loves Peng Tan, but she can't give true love, she can only hurt him, so she has to leave.

Silently, tears, tears.

In a corner outside the hall, Ji was silently hidden for a long time, his stomach was full of hunger, and his mind was dizzy with hunger. In the Jingtian Palace, the Buddha's voice is like a song, and the heart is clear, which makes Ji's silent and impetuous heart calm down. He saw the monk singing sincerely, the scriptures were drunk, and he was also a hundred times more energetic, and he became more and more fascinated by listening. (To be continued.) )