Chapter 1461, wordless red silk!

"I didn't notice it at the time." Qin Luo said with a frown. Because he was arrested by a critically ill patient, he could not react as he should. Unexpectedly, he was scratched. "Looks like we're going to need some medicine."

Wang Yangxin looked worried and said, "Let's go and check it." We don't know exactly how the flame virus is transmitted - it's better to get it checked. ”

If physical contact can spread, then isn't Qin Luo very likely to be infected with the flame virus? This is no joke.

"No need. What if it was tested? Of course, it's better if it's not infected, but if there's a problem, what can we do? At least for now, the flame virus is still insolent. Qin Luo was very calm.

He took out a bronze sè box from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, poured the golden sè liquid from the box on the broken skin of his arm, and said, "If the flame virus can be transmitted through the fingernails, it only proves that I am too unlucky—what we need to do now is to start studying the flame virus immediately." For my own sake and for the sake of all mankind. ”

"Where do we start?" Wang Yangxin asked.

Qin Luo thought for a moment and said, "We really don't have enough information on hand. If only I could get more information—"

Knock knock knock -

There was a knock outside the door.

Wang Yangxin ran over and opened the iron door, and saw the interpreter of Mr. Hoffmann, the head of the Swedish medical delegation, standing at the door.

"Hello, is Mr. Qin Luo here?" The translator asked.

"What's the matter?" Qin Luo walked out to greet the guests.

The translator handed over the stack of materials he was holding and said, "Head Hoffman said that Head Qin Luo has just come into contact with the flame virus and may not be very familiar with the research results in the early stage, so let me send these materials - he said that he hopes these materials can bring you good luck." ”

"Thank you." Qin Luo happily took the information. As soon as I wanted to sleep, someone brought me a pillow, and it was so beneficial to be friends with the prince. "This information is very important to us. I thanked Captain Hoffman for me, and said that I would remember his friendship. ”

"I will." The translator said.

When the translator left, Qin Luo and Wang Yangxin looked at each other and smiled, and said, "It seems that our situation is not too bad. ”

"With my character, no matter where I go, I will have friends to help." Qin Luo looked at the large stack of information in his hand, and did not forget to brag about himself. "Today you have also seen that even former opponents will be conquered by my elegant temperament and great feelings for the country and the people-"

"I think so too." Jesus staggered over. He took out a brown paper bag from his bosom and handed it to Qin Luo, saying, "I think you need this." ”

"What is this?" Qin Luo took the bag and asked.

"The French medical team's research on the flame virus." Jesus said.

Qin Luo was shocked and asked, "How can you get such a thing?" ”

According to Qin Luo's understanding, until now, these medical teams have not reached cooperation, but are fighting on their own, and each side has guarded the research results of their own groups as a secret, not letting the medical teams of other countries know.

Obviously, there will be great benefits after the catastrophe. If someone can be the first to develop this virus, then this antidote will be invaluable.

Now, Jesus had such a piece of information in his possession. I can't help but be surprised by Qin Luo.

"Soak a French girl." Jesus said lightly. "She is very kind-hearted and very sympathetic to the difficulties we are facing now."

“――”

Qin Luo and Wang Yangxin looked at Jesus' handsome face that seemed to be a knife and an axe that could be compared to the Greek god of war, and they couldn't wait to punch him.

"Beasts." They cursed inwardly, and then happily opened the file bag.

In the past few days in Tokyo, I have walked around Ginza in jeans and a plaid shirt, wearing a baseball cap, climbing Tokyo Tower, walking past Mt. Fuji, and looking up at the Sky Tree.

She went to many, many attractions, but they didn't leave any mark on her heart.

Look at the flowers for the sake of seeing. It's like a perfunctory, perfunctory scene, but also perfunctory.

Chiba-ji. An unnamed ancient temple in Tokyo.

This is not in Wenren Muyue's itinerary, or in other words, Wenren Muyue's trip to the East is not an itinerary at all.

She saw the introduction of this ancient temple on the map, nodded with her finger, and the people below sent her over.

Gubai Sensen, deep temple premises.

Green trees and red flowers, moss stone steps.

Agile monkeys jump up and down the trees, chirping from time to time. The mischievous squirrel threw fruit on the main road, one at a time, two at a time, three at a time. The novice who swept the floor saluted reverently when he met the pilgrims, revealing a clear ring scar on the top of his head.

Standing in front of the quaint and solemn gate of Chiba Temple, Wen Ren Muyue has the illusion of traveling through time and space.

Like, this is the life she has been looking for.

She climbed the stairs like a fairy walking in the clouds.

Chiba-ji Temple has a Chiba tree, and no one knows if it is a hundred years or a thousand years old. I only know that it has lush leaves, and the big trunk needs more than a dozen people to hug, and there are countless small trunks around the big trunk - from a distance, it looks like a green monster standing above the sky.

The Chiba trees are covered with red silk, and various handwriting is written on the red silk in gold or black sè ink.

That's the wish. Each strip of red silk symbolizes a person's wishes.

"If the heart is sincere, it will be able to make dreams come true."

This is a sentence from the introduction to Chibaji Temple on the map of Tokyo, and it is tempting to hear that Muzuki is so moved.

She held the invited red silk in her hand, and the king of fruits beside her had already prepared a brush dipped in gold ink.

However, Wenren Muyue was silent for a long time, and did not write down her wishes.

"Miss." King Guo shouted.

Didn't the young lady go to Chibaji Temple to hang her wish on the tree spirit for the gods to see, but now that the people have arrived, and the red silk has also been invited, why did she hesitate again?

Hearing this, Muyue didn't respond, let alone reach out to take the ink pen he handed over.

Instead, he walked to the bottom of the tree with a red silk without words, and tied it to the lowest branch.

When a gust of wind came, the red silk swayed with the branches, crackling.

Whew-

Another gust of wind blew, followed by a stream of raindrops.

It's raining.

The rain was not heavy, but it was enough to soak people's clothes, hair and body.

"Miss. It's raining. King Guo ran over with an umbrella and said. The weather forecast says it's raining today, but Mademoiselle is coming, and no one can stop it.

"I want to be quiet." Wenren Muyue stood on the Chiba tree, staring at the red silk she had tied with her own hands.

"But Miss—"

"I don't want to talk."

“――”

The fruit king sighed softly, then waved his hand. The bodyguards around him immediately scattered in all directions and disappeared into invisibility.

The wind blows stronger and stronger, and the red silk of the trees flutters with thousands of branches, which is amazing and magnificent.

Click――

Maybe the wind was too strong, or maybe the young branches were too tender, and the branches that Muyue used to tie the red silk were actually broken.

The branches with red silk flew quickly into the air, turning into a rectangular black line, and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

Wen Ren Muyue pursed her mouth tightly. Tightly.

However, the moist eyes revealed the weakness of her heart at this time.

She ignored it, and stood in the ancient temple in the wind and rain and cried loudly.

Teary-eyed, like a child who has been wronged.

'If the heart is sincere, dreams will come true.' ’

"I'm so devout, why don't you leave me even a wish that is hard to show?"