I don't care about late affection

"I don't believe it." Li Hannian's voice turned cold.The monk didn't get angry at all and said, "Even if you demolish my temple today, I can't help it."

When Li Hannian learned of this result, he almost went crazy.

He even really had the urge to level this mountain.

But this impulse was only for a moment. Even if he got angry again, he knew that this monk had helped him.

He cannot be so ungrateful.

It took several deep breaths before suppressing the impulse.

Gritting his teeth, he asked, "Because you can't help me, you're not in the temple today, you just want to avoid me."

The monk shook his head and said: "What is destined to happen cannot be avoided, and I don't want to avoid it, but it's just that I went to the mountain to help and came back late today. I have no ability to predict."

"Since you don't have the ability to predict, how did you know just now that I remembered things from my previous life, and even knew that I found you here with the help of someone you once saved?"

What the monk said was simply loopholes.

Li Hannian even felt that the monk was deliberately not helping.

"I don't have great abilities, but I still have some small means." The monk said.

Li Hannian said: "Master, I don't want to go around with you. I just want to know how to wake up my wife. If you have a way, don't hide it."

The monk fell silent when he heard the words, and did not refuse again.

Li Hannian couldn't help feeling hopeful, staring at this monk tightly.

After pondering for a long time, the monk sighed and said: "Forget it, I promised to change my life against the sky in order to let you save people. Now, although I can't make people wake up, I can give you some pointers."

"Tell me, what method, as long as there is one, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely be able to do it..." Li Hannian asked urgently.

The monk said: "You have to start doing good things. As long as it is something that can really help people, maybe one day people will wake up."

"How long is this day?"

"I don't know, maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe never wake up."

Although the monk didn't say a word of truth, Li Hannian was still full of hope.

Because Song Ruoqing was reborn once, in case a miracle will happen again.

The monk continued: "That's all I can say. No matter how long you stay here, it's useless. You should leave early tomorrow morning."

After speaking, the monk ignored Li Hannian and walked away.

Li Hannian looked at the monk's back and clenched his fists.

In the end, he still didn't say anything, and stepped forward to hold Song Ruoqing in his arms.

Just passed the night.

He didn't sleep all night, and at first he was very anxious. When he hugged Song Ruoqing, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Thinking, what if Song Ruoqing really couldn't wake up and just lay there for the rest of his life, what would he do?
In the end, I found that there was nothing I could do.

He is anxious, angry, worried...

All kinds of emotions flashed one by one, and finally looked up at the Buddha statue, and my heart gradually calmed down.

If Song Ruoqing really couldn't wake up, so what if she stayed with her for the rest of her life?
The sky gradually turned from dark to bright.

Not long after dawn, the roar of the helicopter came from far and near.

Xiangdong set off before dawn, and he couldn't make Li Hannian's life inconvenient, and he was really worried about leaving him on the mountain.

And not only came to the east, Lu Ze and Lan Wan also came.

I brought a lot of things with me this time.

In addition to some things for food and clothing, I also brought a lot of red candles and sandalwood for the Buddha's needs.

Several people held the things in their hands and pushed open the door. What they saw was Li Hannian holding Song Ruoqing in a daze.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and looked back.

"President Li." He greeted Dongdong, "President Li, I brought you breakfast, you can eat something."

"In addition to breakfast, there are some tents and quilts, so that you won't be cold when you sleep at night."

While talking, he looked around to the east, pointed to not far away and said, "I'll set it up there for you, the place is relatively big."

"no need."

Li Hannian spoke suddenly, his voice was so hoarse that it made people jump.

Xiang Dong was surprised: "President Li, no, you mean no tent."

"That's fine. I brought you a sleeping bag. You don't need a tent now, so it shouldn't be cold."

"Xiangdong." Li Hannian called out directly and coldly.

Xiang Dong: "Yes, President Li."

"I don't need these things anymore, pack them up and go back."

After Li Hannian finished speaking, he was about to stand up, but he probably stayed in one position for too long.

He is numb.

When I stood up, my whole body shook.

"President Li." Xiang Dong was taken aback, dropped something and went up to support him.

Li Hannian stabilized his body, and after confirming that he was slowing down, he pushed Xiang Dong's hand away, bent down and hugged Song Ruoqing together with the quilt.

Then walk out step by step.

The back is full of loneliness.

Except for Xiangdong, Lu Ze and Lan Wan were a little stunned.

"What's wrong with Mr. Li?" Lan Wan asked suspiciously.

Lu Ze shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I feel like I've been hit hard."

Xiang Dong even said: "I thought President Li lived here until the monk came back, but I didn't expect to give up overnight. Could it be that he is afraid of the dark at night?"

Saying this reason is a cold joke.

With Li Hannian's personality, how could he be afraid of the dark?

"Could it be that something happened here last night?" Lu Ze wondered.

Thinking in another way, if Lan Wan encountered such a thing, he would never give up until there was no hope.

Lan Wan looked at Lu Ze and said, "But there's no one here at night, so what can happen?"

"That's right, the monk is not here, and there are only President Li and his wife here, what can happen?" Xiang Dong followed up.

Just as the voice fell, he heard footsteps coming from behind.

Several people turned their heads and saw a monk walking out.

Xiang Dong was startled: "Oh my god!"

Then he came to his senses, and while patting his still-shocked heart, he apologized: "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean it just now."

"It's ok."

The monk had a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Xiang Dong raised his head and looked at the monk curiously. He thought that all the masters in the world seemed to be very high and unpredictable, and their words were so mysterious that people couldn't understand them at all.

I didn't expect it to be very normal and ordinary. If I didn't have a bald head and a monk's robe, I would have thought I was an ordinary person.

Lan Wan and Lu Ze also looked at the monk curiously.

It's not like on TV that the beard and eyebrows are white, but the white-haired child has a rosy face. He looks more than 40 years old, with wrinkles on his face, and he doesn't even have a beard.

The style of talking and walking does not look like a monk.

"Master." Although she was puzzled, Lan Wan still said, "I don't know if you remember that 23 years ago, you saved a dead baby on the cliff next door."

"Oh, it's you."

Lan Wan: "...It's me."