Chapter 719

Master Mingwu frowned slightly: "it's easy to be virtuous. Don't disturb the children of Liu family any more."

"It was the kindness of the mourner that she didn't cut the grass and cut the roots. How can she live now? However, thanks to you, otherwise, I don't know that Mr. Liu, who has a good voice, is a woman or the daughter of his old friend. Do you think the people buried in your temple are useful or useless? "

knew too much and witnessed too much. Master Ming Ming always knew that the old friend had left his eyes on his side.

Liu Wei appeared five years ago. They met by chance. The temple was in chaos. Even if Liu Wei helped each other in the air, they were only friends who forgot their years.

Until that time, the people of the Liu family received Liu's mansion. Only when master Mingwu realized that injustice was really injustice.

Liu Wei is the daughter of that man.

Master Mingwu also understood that when she knew Liu Wei's identity, she would know it. She watched her for decades and found something useful.

Blame yourself for this.

After returning to the temple, I set the rule of opening the door only on the 15th day of the first lunar month, but it was too late to mend it.

But it's better to make up for it than to pretend that you don't know what to do with it.

With a deep sigh, master Mingwu is really regretful at the moment. He really shouldn't block that hand for this man, or that day, he shouldn't go to Guanyuan temple.

Now think about it, Guanyuan Temple hosts invite their own tea, which is not necessarily simple.

The biggest difference between Huangsi and Xiangye temple is that Huangsi values more of the identity of a believer, while Xiangye Temple opens the convenient door and the visitor is the guest.

"Cough, cough..."

Maybe the mood was too disordered. Master Mingwu only felt his throat dry and coughed immediately.

Ning Taifei frowned and held back for a while, but she didn't hold back. She reached out to be obedient to him.

Master Mingwu raised his hand to block the movement of the concubine, and said with a pale face: "don't drive the concubine."

Princess Ning left her hand, paused for a while, and asked, "I'm going back to the Palace tomorrow, so you have nothing to say. I want to talk to you."

Master Mingwu covered his chest and waited for his breathing to be smoother. Then he said, "just hope for the princess. Don't make mistakes again and again."

"Over the years, do you still think it's the mourner's fault? Well, in that case, the mourner doesn't need to say much. It's also unintentional! "

Princess Ning was obviously angry when she left.

But master Mingwu didn't care. He only looked up and stared at the roof beam when the door of the Zen room was closed again.

Gu Wen, who was lying on the table for a long time, woke up slowly, rubbed his eyes, looked back, subconsciously at the bed, but saw master open his eyes, and asked in surprise, "master, are you awake?"

"Well." Master Mingwu looked at the little apprentice and said, "go back to sleep. Don't catch cold."

Gu Wen shook his head: "no, younger martial brother said that Shifu is in a serious condition. I need to accompany him to be at ease. Shifu can sleep. I will watch you."

Xiaoguwen's righteous words are also a little confused. He just realized that his spirit is still good. Although he was sleeping, he didn't really sleep. How could he be in a trance for a while? In a moment, he really slept?

Scratching his head, Gu Wen swore to himself that he would not be able to close his eyes at all for a while. If there is something wrong with master in the middle of the night, who will serve him when he sleeps.

Master Mingwu didn't try to persuade him anymore, but he couldn't sleep after what happened just now.

The old man of vicissitudes can't help thinking of many things before, for example, before he was destroyed, for example, before Princess Ning Taifei entered the palace.

The past is like smoke, the time is old.

Recollect again, just feel when do not treat people.

It's vivid.

Perhaps, I should not hide any more. Some old things should be shown in the end. After all, it's tiring to keep them from me.

This night, until the latter half of the night, master Mingwu only slept off and on.

When he woke up the next day, master Mingwu asked Gu Wen to find Liu Wei.

The answer is: "younger martial brother, they have gone down the mountain."

Master Mingwu was stunned.

Gu Wen said: "this morning, they went down the mountain, younger martial brother. At that time, Shifu was still awake. Younger martial brother asked me not to disturb Shifu. Younger martial brother said that he would come back in two days. In these two days, he had some things to do. When he did, he would come to live in the mountain for a while, so that he could take care of his master. "

Master Mingwu sinks his eyes, and there is a trace of helplessness in his face.

On the official road in the outskirts of Beijing, Liu Wei sat lazily in the carriage, supported his head, and was still reading the Sanskrit Scripture.

Rong Ling is beside Liu Wei. In his hand, he holds the black wooden nail. Look, it's not the rune on the nail, but the texture of the wood.

It's not sandalwood, it's not fragrant wood, it's not ashamed wood, it's not purple wood, it's dark. It's not too much carbon, but it doesn't look like wood.

"It's burnt wood." Liu Wei turned a page of the book and saw that Rong Ling was still fascinated by it. He said: "the burnt wood grows in the west, most in the southwest, and most people in the southwest burn it with burnt wood. The burnt wood is dry and flammable. Compared with the water contained in other trees, the water in the burnt wood is the least, which is convenient for preservation and easy to use."Rong Leng listened calmly and asked, "so, the origin of this nail is southwest?"

"Maybe." Liu Wei said: "but the person who made this wooden nail is not necessarily the person who used it, and look at the mark of the rune. It's been a long time. I think it's probably ten years since this wooden nail was made."

He frowned.

Liu Wei Yang's book said: "this page is about the story of the eight treasures water control. Whether this story is true or not, it has been mentioned above at least that there is only one soul nail."

Rong Leng looks at the page Liu Wei points to and says nothing.

Liu Wei smiled: "can't you understand?"

Let Leng keep silent.

"I don't know much about Sanskrit, but I have a translation." Liu Wei said, reaching out for a scripture and handing it to Rong Ling.

Rong Leng took over and saw that there were four words on the cover of the story.

and these four as like as two peas on the cover of Liu Wei's book.

Rong Leng said, "why do you still read Sanskrit when there is a translation?"

Liu Wei shrugged: "learning a foreign language What's more, if Sanskrit is the original version, or if there's something different from the translation, it's no harm. "

After Liu Wei finished, he buried himself in his book and stopped talking.

When Rong Ling let go of the translation, he saw that it was recorded on the top. There was only one soul summoning pin.

Wutong Wutong is Wutong, a phoenix tree, phoenix ancient Wu, ancient Phoenix beast Phoenix above the parasol tree, the little Indus tree, Enze, actually absorbed Phoenix aura, turned into a Wutong essence, and a little fine for millennia. After the Buddha came to the tree, he waved his hands and turned it into a little boy. He finally sat down as a Buddhist boy, and listened to Buddha three thousand day by day. Wutong Jing, who was active in the eight treasures of Wutong, after

, devoted himself to saving the life of the fire with the fire.

Therefore, the legendary soul stirring nail is not just a nail, but a spirit. No, it should be a great spirit.

Looking at the inconspicuous broken burnt wood nail in his hand, he had no mind to allow the edge, and put it into the sleeve bag without looking any more.

"Wait."

Just as the nail was put in, Liu Wei called out.