Fu Nanli held his breath and watched the old monk chanting words in his mouth, the turtle shell used for divination turned on the smooth tabletop, and the whole divination process was so quiet that the fallen leaves could be distinguished, and no one dared to speak.

Even if Zhou Jin felt that this kind of feudal superstition was ridiculous, he couldn't bear to debunk it when he saw Fu Nanli pinning all his hopes on the old monk.

The divination went on for an hour, and Fu Nanli's heart was like being hung in a pot of oil for another hour, and sweat was slowly dripping down his forehead, and he didn't dare to urge.

That was his last hope.

Finally, the old monk said in a good way: "The southeast direction, the distance of 1,500 kilometers. ”

Fu Nanli hurriedly said, "Map." ”

Zhou Jin raised his forehead, does he really believe in this old monk?

Fu Chuan took the tablet, retrieved the satellite map, and finally said: "1,500 kilometers southeast of Haicheng is...... Midtown. ”

Fu Nanli seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, and immediately walked out: "Go to Zhongcheng." ”

Midtown, it's really likely, Joel is likely to be in Midtown, where they escaped the rain together.

Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to take a look.

Zhou Jin spread his hands: "Really go?" ”

Fu Nanli's figure has disappeared, and Zhou Jin can only hurriedly follow, just accompany this madman to go crazy again.

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When Wen Qiao woke up, it was late afternoon, and looking around, it was not the last place she stayed.

She booked a hotel near the flower shop with a fake ID, and through the window on the third floor, she could see the flower shop and convenience store, and the wind chimes accompanied by the sound of the wind, just like when she and Fu Nanli used to hide from the rain.

When death was coming, she felt very sorry, in fact, she didn't want to die at all, she would be afraid, but she watched the darkness fall, and she felt her heartbeat getting weaker and weaker, and the world fell into darkness.

But now, she woke up, and what she saw was a very ordinary room, but not the room of the small hotel, there was a bird chirping outside, and she glanced at her mobile phone, it was already the next day, that is, the fourteenth day.

She's not dead!

So it was Fu Nanli who found her?

She lifted the thin quilt on her body, didn't have time to put on her shoes, ran out, only to find herself in a courtyard, twilight shrouded in a small courtyard, a locust tree in the middle, a stone table next to it, and the courtyard was quiet.

"Fu Nanli?" She walked barefoot on the bluestone pavement, calling his name softly and tentatively.

But no one responded, this courtyard had two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a small warehouse, and she searched all the rooms, but she didn't see a single person.

She fell into confusion, sat on the stone bench, looked up at the sunset, felt a little trance, reached out and pinched her face, it hurt, she was really alive.

Did Fu Nanli find her and save her, but he was still angry that she lied to him and didn't want to see her, so he left again?

There was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the courtyard, and when the door was knocked open, she was still very confused, and at a glance she saw that it was Fu Nanli who was surrounded by the leader.

The light of dusk shone over, and Fu Nanli saw his Qiao Er sitting under the big tree, the light leaking through the shade of the tree, enveloping her, and her expression seemed to be a little dazed.

His flustered heart was comforted, and as he walked toward her, she rose alertly and took two steps back, the defensiveness in her eyes beating at him. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.