Lin Mo returned to Linjiang from the snowy plateau. Lin Mo came to the company, pushed open the window, and a few warm and peaceful sunshine in the afternoon, through the stretched leaves of the straight and tall palm trees, poured down gently, and fell on the ground with broken shadows flying all over the ground. The sky is high, and the clouds are light.

Lin Mo brewed a pot of tea, the quiet and quiet of the room, the fragrant and slightly moist Longjing, the sound and temperature of the tea in the cup, just warmed the fingertips of joy. Lin Mo took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

"What a fragrant tea, Lin Mo, you can enjoy it very much!" As soon as Du Xiyue arrived at Lin Mo's office, she shouted out.

"Mr. Du, come, let's have a cup of new tea together."

"Okay. Buddha can wash the heart, tea can cleanse the nature, I just happened to be thirsty, come to you to rub two cups. ”

"Mr. Du has a deep understanding of tea, and he can integrate Zen and tea into a philosophical language." Lin Mo made a cup of tea for Du Xiyue.

Du Xiyue took a sip and said: "There is sweetness in the bitterness of this tea, and bitterness in the sweetness, first bitterness and then sweetness, and the same is true in life." ”

"Zen tea, you can drink tea to drink such a realm, my tea should also be snickering in the cup."

"The tip of the small bud, the water bears the leaves, a cup of tea, refreshing, such a good tea, I sigh with emotion, isn't it normal?" Du Xiyue smiled, Lin Mo came back from the northwest, she was really happy, she hadn't seen her for more than ten days, she had a feeling of being in a different world.

"Longjing soup is green, fresh, fragrant, beautiful like a flower, after brewing, the buds and leaves are slowly stretched out in the glass, floating up and down, a cup in the hand, look at it is also a special enjoyment." Lin Mo briefly introduced the harvest of the trip to the northwest.

"Today's unveiling ceremony of Lindu Film and Television Media Company, the first concert tonight, was held in the Mother and Son Filial Piety Song and Dance Hall, let's go and see it together." Du Xiyue invited Lin Mo to participate together.

"Fang Min is very efficient, and he can get the media company done in more than a month."

Du Xiyue, Lin Mo and Yang Min drove a speedboat, circled the filial piety island of the mother and son, and drove into the special port of the seaview villa.

The unveiling ceremony was held at 5 p.m. After the end, they greeted the cast and crew tonight.

Lin Mo saw a few familiar faces. The head of the group, Wang Lijiao, several post-zero Chen Yanhui, twin sisters Song Jinghua, Song Jingchan, shawl hair girl Lin Mei, specially invited Wanwan famous singer and shadow double star Su Fengmei, Harbor Zhou Qianwen singer who traveled on the island, and Cao Jinglei, who came to the island for vacation from Kyoto, also made a cameo. The scene is very active.

The first concert at 8 p.m. was packed, and tickets for the nightly concert had been pre-sold for 10 days, and it was hard to find a single ticket.

The show was a great success.

Returning from the island, Lin Mo answered a strange phone call.

"Hello! I'm Lin Mo. ”

"Lin Mo, I'm the wolf's head. To tell you the unfortunate news that Ou Yan is missing. ”

"Lord Wolfhead, what's wrong with Ou Yan?"

"She was on a mission when the killer detonated a suicide bomber and may have died."

"How so. She, how exactly did she die? ”

The wolf head recounted the sacrifice of Ou Yan and her teammates.

Shark Island, entrenched in a killer organization. They did everything they could, sending several groups of killers to infiltrate several large coastal cities, assassinating several high-ranking figures, and kidnapping one of the youngest billionaires. Shark Island happens to be a killer organization that Ou Yan was kidnapped when he was a child and trained to become a killing machine. This time, Ou Yan carried out a rescue mission, and as a result, the whole army was wiped out.

"You come to Xijing first, I have something to explain to you."

Xijing.

In the ceramic country, there are ten years to see Pengcheng, a hundred years to see the magic capital, a thousand years to see Yanjing, up and down five thousand years to see Xijing.

Lin Mu flew to one of the four ancient capitals of the world.

Xijing.

Xijing is a city with a long history and rich culture, and the world-famous places of interest come into view when you step on the bricks of Beijing's historic city. The Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Eight Wonders of the World, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, an ancient Buddhist temple, and the Drum Tower that attract tourists, all fully demonstrate the rich cultural heritage of Xijing. It is close to the mountains and rivers, the Wei River in the north, the South Mountain in the south, and the Xiyue Huashan Mountain, which is famous for its steepness, is located in the northeast of Xiyue.

Lin Mo came to the deep alley, the winding alley, deep, narrow, granite slabs were polished by the soles of his shoes, the moss at the foot of the wall, and the grass in the cracks of the wall tiles added a touch of new green to the gray and black alley.

Lin Mo knocked on the door of an old courtyard. The man who opened the door was a lady in her sixties.

Exquisite old courtyard, dark house gates. The shiny door cymbals, inside the door are square yards. One color of green bricks and black cloth tiles. Under the locust tree, there is a bluestone slab supported by a bluestone pillar, which is leisurely glowing with the luster of vicissitudes, the towering wall, the carved eaves, the wind and rain of the years have worn out the brilliance of the year, and still retains the luxurious imprint of the year. The wolf's yard sits right in this forgotten intersection.

Madame was a kind and amiable woman of late twilight, with a plump figure, black hair, and occasionally a few strands of silver-white hair, and some wrinkles on her face that had been prompted by exertion, which were the memories of the years.

Lin Mo took out a seven-star half-moon ring and handed it to Madame.

"You're Lin Mo?" The old lady looked at Lin Mo and asked. Madame's eyes were red, and it was clear that she had just cried.

"Yes, ma'am." Lin Mo's expression was serious.

"Come in, please." The old lady let Lin Mo into the living room. Lin Mo walked into the living room. In the center of the living room hangs Ou Yan's posthumous portrait. A black photo frame, surrounded by black gauze, with a small white flower pinned in the center.

When Lin Mo saw this, his heart was quickly filled with grief, and tears flowed in his eyes. He silently thought in his heart: I want to stay with you, lovesick and in love. The stone can rot, the river can be exhausted, the winter thunder shakes the world, the summer snow covers the earth, the heaven and the earth are combined, and it is difficult for me to be with you.

Seeing Lin Mo in tears, the wolf head and his wife were also in tears.

The pain of losing a lover is like a summer hail hitting the heart, surging with boundless sadness. The withering and decadent mood in his heart spread to the whole body, Lin Mo pressed his heart tightly, but he couldn't say anything, maybe there was a lot of pain, and he needed to be exiled through tears, exiled in a corner that he couldn't forget.

In the diffuse halo, there should have been a fairy tale with a good beginning and a happy ending, but Andersen didn't give Li Linmo a chance at all, he violated the inherent plot of the fairy tale as much as possible, and the colorful ink rendered a kind of sadness that made people cry, the rain in the mountain and the clouds outside the mountain witnessed everything.

The wrinkled memories, shuttling through the time tunnel, passing through many places they had visited, those trees, those leaves, those winds, those rains, those obsessive tenderness, those intoxicating whispers, those connected hearts, those undestined gazes, those affectionate hugs, and those touching teardrops all emerged in front of him one by one, and they pierced Lin Mo's heart one by one.

The boundless suffering left a deep impression on Lin Mo. The call of the night, what a dull sun, white and round, with a strange message through the clouds, but with a sad pain, this is the frightening sun, reminiscent of pale countenances and cries in the wilderness. That night has passed, and the light moonlight will still soak into the dream, making people's hearts feel cold.

"Did you find the body?" Lin Mo woke up from his grief and turned into hatred, and the blood debt had to be paid with blood.

"Nope. It's been a month, and if any of them were alive, they should have returned, and the people who sent them out didn't find any clues. Only the crater and blood stains of the explosion indicate that a tragedy has occurred. ”

"I don't believe it. She promised to take good care of herself. I didn't believe that Ou Yan would sacrifice her, and told me where she had an accident, and I went to find her in person, and I wanted to see people in life and corpses in death.

"On Shark Island."

When Lin Mo was leaving, he saw a little boy of four or five years old walking out of the room, holding a toy pistol in his hand. The little boy tilted his head and asked, "Uncle, are you a hero?" ”

Lin Mo replied, "Uncle is not a hero. ”

The child said, "My mom told me that my dad was a big hero. ”

Lin Mo looked at the little boy carefully for a while, he actually looked a little like his own when he was a child, Lin Mo asked, "What about your father?" ”

"My dad is far, far away."

"Who's your mother?"

"My mother's name is Ou Yan."

Lin Mo's new head flashed with a trace of doubt: Where did Ou Yan get the child? Isn't it......

He was a little flustered, but his grief had suppressed his imagination, and he didn't have time to think about it.

This is the old lady who came over and said, "This is the child raised by Ou Yan."

Lin Mu handed a card to the old lady and said, "There is some money in here, leave it for you, maybe you can use it." ”

As soon as Lin Mu returned to Linjiang, Kang Lishang called Lin Mo and said: "A cargo ship of Lishang Shipping Company, the killers of Shark Island ransacked more than 20 crew members, and only one of the first mate who went to the bathroom came back alive.

New hatred and old hatred surged into Lin Mu's heart. Lin Mo summoned, and Silver Fox, Silver Snake, and Diamond Skylark set off for Shark Island with equipment seized from the BAB organization.

Lin Mo turned on his computer and searched for the location of Shark Island.

Shark Island is in the primeval forest that covers the sky. Everywhere you can see are trees with bizarre tabular roots, tall broad-leaved forests, which is a typical tropical rainforest landscape. The magnificent landscape of a single tree forest, the natural style formed by vines strangling old trees. Between the dripping leaves, butterflies are flying, the forest is filled with rain and mist, and the towering trees are towering into the clouds without seeing their ends. The green leaves are as warm and green as satin, and they are full of life. The dense jungle is full of leeches, poisonous snakes, and poisonous spiders, and if you are accidentally bitten, your life is in danger.

Lin Mo, Silver Fox, and Silver Snake walked through the forest, and the afternoon sun interspersed between the palm leaves, and the shadows of the plants on the ground were mottled, adding a bit of mystery. They were so tired and out of breath that they had to sit down and rest for a while before they walked.

In the jungle, there is no road at all, and when they encounter a cliff, they use the cliffs and vines in the trees to build ladders, pull the old vines and dead branches, or use swings and other methods to climb up. In some places, the broad-leaved forest covers the sky and the sun, and the sun cannot be seen, just when they suspected that a big tree had fallen to the ground and wanted to step on it, the silver snake found that it was a huge poisonous snake, spitting letters, adding a bit of terrifying atmosphere to the strange forest, and Lin Mo and they had to take a detour.

Occasionally, you can find exotic flowers, rare butterflies, or endangered animals and plants in the primeval forest, and the strange topography of the island, the dizzying rainforest landscape, and the wild animals that skim through the mountains, which are mysterious and stunning.

Until the sun has set westward, and finally comes to the canyon where the killer is entrenched......

To the southwest of the island, green hills rise from the ground and rise into the clouds. At the foot of the mountain are dozens of stone houses crawling with vines, blending in with the island's natural environment. If you don't look carefully, you can't find out which is a house, which is a hillside, and which is a forest.