Chapter 420 Asking Xiaguang 【Subscription】

"Ruan Hai, come quickly, there is news." The voice of the village party secretary came, Ruan Hai kept telling Ruan Xingxing not to run around, Ruan Xingxing also agreed, and then went to see the village party secretary. As a result, when he finished speaking, he turned his head, and Ruan Xingxing disappeared.

Just as Ruan Hai was about to rush up to find someone, he heard an exclamation from the walkie-talkie: "Ruan Hai, run! Flood! What a big flood!"

At the same time, the village party secretary shouted: "Damn it, an earth dam upstream has burst! Run!" The village party secretary shouted with a loudspeaker while running.

Ruan Hai was in a hurry, so he ran upstream, his wife and children were still on it!

There was a scream from the walkie-talkie, and someone shouted: "There's a landslide, you can't go up the mountain, run back! Ah... the water is coming!"

All that's left is the sound of water, and then nothing.

At that moment, Ruan Hai felt his mind went blank, and he was completely dumbfounded. He only knew to run, run over, and find them. This was his only thought.

At this time two soldiers ran over, grabbed him and called him, but he couldn't hear anything. Just run, the last two soldiers had no choice but to knock him out, picked him up and ran up the nearby mountain.

The picture turned again, and Ruan Hai was kneeling by the river alone, his eyes were full of sadness, and the village party secretary stood beside him. The village party secretary, smoking a dry cigarette, said: "Haizi, don't be sad, the living have to shoulder the hopes of those who are gone. You can't let their mothers look at you unhappy, can you?"

Ruan Hai didn't say a word.

"Shui Lian has been buried, and she left very peacefully. It's just a pity that Xiao Xing's child was never found..." Speaking of this, the village party secretary also cried, muttering: "What a wonderful child..."

Ruan Hai still didn't speak.

The village party secretary continued: "Haizi, I know you are suffering, but I am also suffering, but no matter how painful you are, you have to live."

Ruan Hai lowered his head, and finally said: "If I didn't get used to the stars that day and didn't let them come, these things wouldn't happen. It's all my fault...they're all gone, I I can't see any hope of surviving at all. My heart is in a panic..."

"Hope?" The village secretary fell into deep thought.

Ruan Hai lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes were full of death will.

The village secretary patted Ruan Hai on the shoulder and said, "I heard that some people were swept away for dozens of miles in the flood, but they survived in the end."

"Huh?" Ruan Hai raised his head suddenly, looking at the village party secretary with hope.

The village secretary nodded firmly and said, "What I said is true. The flood is ruthless, but there are many variables. Most of the bodies have been found, but the bodies of the stars have not been found. Maybe, she is still alive."

"Alive?" Ruan Hai's eyes became brighter.

The village secretary smiled and said, "Maybe he's still alive. If I were you, I'd try to find it. What if I find it someday?"

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Hai got up suddenly and rushed into the river. The village party secretary was startled, and just about to stop him, he saw Ruan Hai swimming! Then a savage got in...

I don't know if it's a coincidence or if it's true, when Ruan Hai came out again, he was holding a red scarf covered in mud!

"Secretary, this belongs to Xiaoxing!" Ruan Hai exclaimed excitedly.

"Yeah, it belongs to Xiaoxing. Ruan Hai, live well, look for it, there is always hope." The village party secretary smiled, got up and knocked on the cigarette pot, and went back to the village. He knew that before Xiaoxing was found, Ruan Hai couldn't die.

But what the village party secretary never expected was that Ruan Hai found the red scarf. Although he was happy, he became dumb from the next day. No one knew why he was dumb. In short, no matter who talked to him, he would nod and grunt in agreement, but he would not speak.

Gradually, it was rumored that Ruan Hai became dumb because he was too sad...

Turn the screen again, spring to autumn for twenty years, during the twenty years, Ruan Hai almost every day except work, the rest of the time, will go to the edge of Dongjiang on time in the morning, noon and evening, to cook a bowl of Ruan Xingxing's favorite meal, Poured into the river, and then searched Dongjiang over and over again, looking for that almost non-existent hope. He started to paint, and his paintings got better and better; he started to distribute leaflets, and he distributed more and more, but he never wrote, and he never let others write on them...

Seeing this scene, Fangzheng let out a long sigh. He finally understood everything. Ruan Hai can speak, but he felt ashamed that he agreed to Ruan Xingxing back then, which caused Ruan Xingxing and He Shuilian to leave, so he stopped talking; he deliberately didn't write, because he was afraid, he was afraid that if he wrote too much, others would understand, so he really went I helped him find it, but it brought bad news; he searched for a section of river for twenty years, and it can be said that he had found it all a long time ago, but he was still searching, just for the almost non-existent hope... But, what I have to say is , This is also his only hope of survival! This is a painful man who lives in hope but is almost desperate!

Thinking of this, Fangzheng put away the magic power of Yimenghuangliang, turned and left. Regarding Ruan Hai, Fang Zheng didn't know how to help him bring him back to life? Obviously impossible, give him a real and cruel reality? That's like sending him on his way! Twenty years of fetters, twenty years of hope, once they collapse...

"Master, where are you going?" Seeing Fangzheng going out, Honghaier hurried to catch up.

Ouyang Fenghua followed closely behind. After Fangzheng thought about it, he told the two about Ruan Hai's matter. After listening, Hong Hai'er fell silent, and Ouyang Fenghua cried.

Hong Haier said: "Master, can we avoid such fools in the future?"

Boom!

Fangzheng and Ouyang Fenghua each gave him a chestnut.

Fangzheng was fine, but Ouyang Fenghua covered his hands in pain and complained: "Is your head made of iron?"

Fangzheng said: "Harder than iron."

Ouyang Fenghua nodded and said, "Master, do you want to help him?"

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know where to start."

"I think what he needs is hope, more hope..." Ouyang Fenghua said.

But Hong Haier said: "Hope? If you give more hope, so what? The greater the hope, when the truth comes out, it is despair."

This was also a headache for Fangzheng. The three chatted for a long time without saying anything.

In the end, Fangzheng came to the abbot's room again, told Zen Master Xiaguang what he knew, and said distressedly: "Zen Master, the poor monk wants to help him, but he doesn't know how to help him."

Zen Master Xiaguang smiled and said, "It's just because I'm in this mountain."

Fangzheng was taken aback, staring at Zen Master Xiaguang, Zen Master Xiaguang, and said with a smile, "Who are you?"

"A monk." Fangzheng subconsciously said.

Zen Master Xiaguang nodded and said: "Yes, you are a monk, let go of the world of mortals, a monk, you put yourself into the world of mortals, and the eyes are covered by the world of mortals, how can you see everything clearly?"