Chapter 1530

Liu Wei has a sweat on her forehead. The more she says, the more frightened she is.

In the vast history, how many secrets are buried silently, and who can guarantee that he can find out the so-called truth?

The descendants of the wolf family in my grandfather's mouth, in a desperate situation, left their young descendants alone.

Why did Ji family, who lives overseas, cross the sea to Qingyun two hundred years ago.

Many things are still unanswered, but Liu Wei believes that understanding the cause, then the consequences are not far from them.

I don't know when the ugly in my arms woke up.

White, white, tender and tender girl, with her mouth open, vaguely said "Oh".

Ji Nanzheng immediately took his thoughts out of the chaos. He hugged his great granddaughter and shook his hands to coax him: "we wake up in the small night. Are we hungry? Grandpa will make you goat's milk."

She looked at the familiar old man over her head and stretched out her hand to pull his beard.

Ji Nanzheng was pulled a little bit hurt, but he didn't care. He smiled and turned to Liu Wei and said, "I'll go to the kitchen first to see if the goat's milk is ready."

Liu Wei nodded with great concern and watched her grandfather leave. She thought about it and followed.

The kitchen of Yunfu is often guarded by Mammy. Ji Nanzheng said that he came to get the goat's milk. Mammy quickly handed it to him.

The kitchen is not the place to talk. Ji Nanzheng holds the ugly in his arms and goes back to walk out of the backyard. Seeing the silence around him, he asks Liu Wei, "what do you say next?"

Liu Wei didn't make a sound.

Ji Nanzheng is also silent. He actually guesses the idea of his granddaughter, but he still hesitates.

"You have a noble mind. You can't do such a thing as breaking faith with others. I don't want to force you." Liu Wei said the words clearly, and her expression could not hide her heart.

Ji Nanzheng was even more silent. After a long time, he saw the ugly drink all the milk, and then he put the baby in Liu Wei's mother's arms, turned his head and went to the other side.

Liu Wei stands at the same place, staring at each other with her baby daughter.

Ugly is to recognize the mother, her lotus knuckle like hands to grasp her mother's ears, fingers pick her earlobes.

Liu Wei took the child and sat down on a stone bench. Seeing that her grandfather hadn't come back for a while, she couldn't help asking her daughter, "is it too much for my mother to do this? After all, it's a keepsake entrusted to your grandfather. He has protected it for half his life, but now... "

"Ah." Ugly grabbed her mother's nose, grinned her head and took a bite.

The tip of the nose was wet. Liu Wei wiped it and said, "don't make a fool of yourself."

Ugly sleep full, eat well, now is just on the head, in the arms of his mother move around, touch here, catch there.

Liu Wei made the little guy toss. He was so upset that he couldn't care. He managed to keep a good eye on his naughty daughter. Over there, Grandpa walked back slowly with his hands behind him.

Liu Wei got up in a hurry.

My grandfather came forward and handed her a book with blue skin and white thread.

Liu Wei took it subconsciously. The old man reached out again and took her lively granddaughter back.

"Be careful. Don't damage it. You can discuss with Rong Ling. I'll bring the baby."

Liu Wei took the book and saw that the paper was old and yellow, which should have been really treasured for many years. She took the book into her arms and her grandfather nodded fiercely: "I will find the truth."

Ji Nanzheng didn't want to say it. He went to the other side, holding the ugly looking at his mother.

Liu Wei looked at the book, took a deep breath and opened the first page solemnly.

One hour later, he locked his master in the room and went back to his room tired and angry.

The first time he saw Liu Wei, he asked, "what do you say?"

"Yes." Liu Wei responded absently, holding her cheeks in her hands, and making an effort with her chin to show him a book lying flat on the table.

Rong Ling sat next to her, poured himself a glass of water and read the cover of the book: "the Diamond Sutra."

Liu Wei pushed the book in front of him and asked, "do you see what this is?"

"Is it not the Vajra Sutra?" said Rong Leng hesitantly

"Of course not." Liu Wei opens the page and continues to show it to him.

"As I heard, for a while, the Buddha only gave trees to the lonely garden in shewei country, which was the same as the great bhikkhu people......" Rong Ling read two sentences, then looked at Liu Wei like a fool, and said, "it's the Vajra Sutra."

Liu Wei said: "the content is indeed the Vajra Sutra, but it should not be. This is a map. I asked my grandfather for it."

Rong Ling thinks Liu Wei may be blind. He points to the characters in the book and asks, "in your opinion, which is the picture?"

Liu Wei "tut" said, "I haven't seen it yet. Isn't it for you to consult? Do you have any pages? I think the cover is a little thick. Do you want to cut it?"

"Let Leng casually way:" cut isLiu Wei pushed the book to him: "you cut it."

"Let Leng a Leng:" I

Liu Wei said, "this is my grandfather's treasure. I'm afraid it will be cut."

"I'm not afraid," said Rong Leng

"You're OK." Of course, Liu Weili said, "my grandfather didn't like you when he came here. You don't have too much debt."

Allow Leng to be silent.

Liu Wei looked at him expectantly and pushed it all the way to his side.

Rong Leng, forced by helplessness, raised his hand, and according to the written judgment, said: "the cover should be real."

Liu Wei didn't believe it. He felt for the dagger and said, "cut it."

Rong Leng purses her lips and struggles. At last, encouraged by Liu Wei, he picks up the dagger and carefully cuts the cover. Then, there is nothing inside. The cover is solid.

Liu Wei is silent.

Let Leng also silence down.

The couple looked at the cover that had been divided into two by them, and some of them looked at each other.

"Or try the back cover again?" Liu Wei proposed.

Then Rong Leng cut the back cover.

Still, nothing.

"Is there any sign? Look at the pages of the book. There are folds in any of them. "

So, after a quarter of an hour, the two of them broke down the ancient books into one page of rice paper, and laid out the whole table.

Liu Wei panicked: "can you sew it back? I have to give it back to my grandfather. "

Rong Ling stood aside and looked at it coolly for a long time. He suggested, "buy a new one, can you buy one?"

Liu Wei, covering her forehead, sat on the chair in a trance and thought, "let Xiao Li come here, and then we will leave. As soon as he enters the room, we will say that he broke it. He is young, and his grandfather hurts. He will not blame him."

Rong Leng stared at Liu Wei for a long time. Seeing her face eager to try, he couldn't help but say, "what's the matter with Guan Xiaoli?"