Chapter 132: seven years only

"That seems, I still hurt him," Rovi looked at the defending road outside the door.
"His fortunes and misfortunes are not for the son," said the master of the clothes. "If a person drinks water and knows himself, the son cannot be cut off."
Luo Wei’s mind was upset. Now he decided not to talk about defending things. Instead, he asked the master of the clothes to say:
The masters of the Taoist people know the past and present life. Do you know if Luo Wei’s former masters know?
Luo Wei asked this question. I was uneasily waiting for the answer from the master.
The master of the coat looked at Luo Wei and watched it for a long time.
"Master?" Rowe was flustered by the eyes of the master of the robes. Under the gaze of the eyes, all the darkness in his heart seemed to be in vain.
"I don't have this skill," Master Yu Yi said until he found out that Luo Wei was restless.
Luo Wei was a little stupid in his seat. The man looked at him for a long time and gave him such a sentence. "This is impossible!" Under the excitement, Luo Wei stood up from the seat, and the voice suddenly amplified several times.
"The son?" The defending champion heard the wrong voice in the Zen room, and he couldn’t care if he was sitting in the National Division. He was busy rushing in.
When Luo Wei saw the defending and smashed it, he realized that he had just lost his mind.
"What is the rate of xìng is the true meaning of the son?" Master Yiyi also stood up, the smile from the corner of his mouth is very warm, "the son, the heart is born, I said at the time that the son has hate Because it was seen."
Luo Wei looked pale, he could not remember that day at the gate of the palace, he had any hatred for Long Xuan.
"Life is only a hundred years old," Master Yi Yi took a look at the defending hand to help Luo Wei's hand. "Three sons, you ask the previous life, the previous life has passed, why don't you just look at this life? Cherish the people, can leave or leave Let's go."
"Where do you want me to go? My family is here, where can I go?"
"Can the sons keep them for the rest of their lives?" Master Zhu Yi asked: "Why don't the family of the son want to have a good time in the son's life? If the son has something, how can they feel at ease?"
"Besides asking me to leave, the master has nothing else to say to me?" Luo Wei asked.
"The son is good at it," said the master of the dress. "When you can still go, let's go."
"How does the master know that I will not be able to go in the future?"

The longer people stay in one place, the deeper they are, and the more things they get, the more they are reluctant to give up.

Luo Wei had a moment of silence, and then he laughed at the master of the clothes. "Masters can slap the five lakes, and they are chic. Luo Wei is just a laity. I still can't understand the master. Master, in fact, Luo Wei's request There are not many things. If the wish is reached, then Luo Wei will leave no matter where Luo Wei is."
"The son," said the master of the robes in the mouth of the Buddha. "Only if the son can remember today, he should not forget it."
"I promised to go alone to see his hometown," Rowe took the defending hand. "The road is far, but Rowe will always go."
The defending hand held Rovi's hand tighter.
"Rovi is saying goodbye," Rowe did not get the answer he wanted. The National Teacher did not say that he could not force him to say that he was persuading him to leave, but now how can he go?
"The son is not as good as staying with me for one day," the master of the dress said, "Let your heart calm down."
"Masters also know that the ten emperors were born, Luo Wei wants to enter the palace to congratulate, and then come to disturb the masters," Rovi refused, the quiet place of Buddhism, his people seem to be unsuitable for a long time.
"Okay," the master of the robes didn't stay too much. The little savior before the death sent Rovi and the defending monks out of the temple.
Defending the walk in the Zen Temple, could not help but be curious, looking around and looking around.
"What are you looking for?" Rowe asked, defending this person rarely.
Defending the whisper: "The son, is there really a nine-pronged pagoda here?"
Luo Wei also stood down. They stood at the empty space in front of a Buddhist temple. Rovi looked around and looked at the temples. They were all squatting, and the arches were staggered. The figure of the pagoda was rumored. see.
"Is there something wrong with the son?" Xiao San, who led the way, said that the two men stopped and did not leave, they asked.
"Little Master," Rowe asked this little Shami: "Is there a nine-pound pagoda in this temple? Why can't we see it?"
"This little donkey doesn't know," Xiao Saimi looks like he doesn't want to lie.
"You don't know?" Rowe didn't believe it.
"Xiao Xiao came to the Zen Temple when he was five years old," said Xiao Shami. "In the past six years, I have never seen a nine-pound pagoda."
"It turned out to be like this," Rowe said with a smile. "We are just curious. The little master is leading the way."
Xiao Shami had sent Luo Wei and Wei Wei out of the Zen Temple. Watching Luo Wei being helped by the defending car, he returned to the temple and closed the half-opened door again, blocking the pilgrims outside. Curious eyes behind the door.
After sitting in the carriage, the defending champion asked Luo Weidao: "Is the Jiuzhong Pagoda a fake?"
Luo Weijun said on the cushion in the car: "That is just a little shame. Can you know how many Huguo Temples? The Zen Temple, even if it is a Prince, cannot enter without the permission of the National Teacher."
"That is there?"
"I don't know," said Rowe. "That's a royal thing. What do we do as a courtier?"
Defending thinks about Rowe’s words. Only the pagodas that the emperor and the national teacher can enter. Even if there is, the ordinary people can’t get in. What does he want to do?
"Hey," Rowe drank a warm water that had been in the car. He said to the defender: "You give me some more time. When I can go, we will go to Xuanzhou."
The defending nodded.
"When are you not asking me?"
The defending whispered, "Is it waiting for the Prince to ascend the throne?"
Luo Wei looked at the defending star with amazement and said: "I thought I didn't understand this. Can I understand it?"
The defending champion said: "The defending champion has lived in Xiangfu for so long, knowing that only the Prince is in a stable position, and they can live in peace. The son is busy with the Prince. In fact, it is for the Lord."
"Yeah," Rovi listened to the words of the defending, and suddenly found that he still did not fully understand the defending. He thought that the defending did not understand the things of these imperial courts, but he had already seen it clearly.
"The defending son and other sons," the defending champion is very serious.
"It won't be that long," Luo Wei laughed and leaned over to the defending ear. He whispered: "When the Prince is enthroned, then we have to wait until then? We all became old men and could not walk." ,What should I do?"
The defending was amused by Luo Wei’s words. They all became old men. How many years have they been waiting? "If that's the case, then the son and I can't wait."
Luo Wei took the head and rested his head on the defending leg. He knew it during the death of Emperor Wu of the Emperor, and he still could wait for seven years.