time flies, and in a twinkling of an eye, it is the winter moon again.,Wen Yingyi: "I haven't said yet, but I don't think Huo Yin and Shanshan can come back. Isn't he hurt" It's not all right yet. I can't take a plane. ",the snowflakes fluttered on the mountain, in front of the thousand-year-old temple with Sanskrit sounds, but when Huo Si-Jue arrived here in his car, he was surprised to find the old monk in gray monks waiting at the gate of the temple.。