Chapter 198: Misfortune (II)

Hui Zen Master Taihou paced back and forth in the Buddhist hall.

In the Buddha hall, the Buddha statue is towering, and the Buddha's light shines on the golden stone slab that can be seen in the light, and it is very dignified and solemn.

Well...

Everything is in harmony.

The only thing that is not quite harmonious is that under the light of the Buddha, there is a Taoist girl wearing an indigo Taoist robe with an extremely calm expression.

Outside the Buddhist hall, a little nun ran in, "It's coming, it's coming!"

Hui Chan Master said in a loud voice, "I know! Don't be generous in the Buddha hall, and carefully attract the Buddha's blame!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to the Taoist aunt, as if he was smiling, "The old man is old, and he has to work with you, a bull-nosed old man, to break the rules and precepts for a yellow-haired girl, good and good, Amitabha." ”

Zhengjue Nuguan smiled, "You flower nun who is not afraid of wine and meat, you have long lost the rules and precepts, and now you are relying on the poor road!"

Hui Zen Master sneered, "You are talking nonsense in front of the Buddha!"

Hui Chan Master looked outside the window lattice, calculated the footsteps, and didn't want to fight with this bull-nosed old way, so he put away the Buddha beads in his hand and crossed the threshold to meet him.

Tan Sheng recognized Hui Chan Shitai at a glance.

It hasn't changed much from the previous life a few years later.

Thanks to the blessing of the black cat mahjong, mahjong likes to cross the mountains and mountains to this Baoshan Temple with the big white cat tryst with the Hui Zen master, the white cat is beautiful and smooth, so the temper is a little big, mahjong is always scratched with blood and gray back to the Dongyue view. Zhengjue female crown did not say on the face, the heart was distressed, so she carried a mahjong in one hand and a broom in the other hand to guard the tryst between the two cats, as long as the white cat stretched out its claws, Zhengjue female crown will the broom and grab it...

grabbed the white cat, Hui Zen Master was too angry, Mingli was to shut up the white cat, but in fact it was to break the idea of a mahjong kiss Fangze.

Mahjong is bitter for lovesickness, and he has lost a small circle of bitterness.

Zhengjue Nuguan picked up the mahjong again with an expressionless face, gave up resistance, and took the initiative to go to Baoshan Temple to be scratched.

For this reason, Hui Zen Master was too proud for half a year.

Tan Sheng stroked his forehead with a smile, these two little old ladies are really full and have nothing to do!

Now that I have changed my life, I can see a proud and naïve heart through his dignified and solemn appearance...

"Hui Zen Master too..."

Wang swooped up, stumbling under her feet, but fortunately, Hui Zen Master caught her.

Wang's eyes were red, and his eyes were bloodshot, "My son... My son, she... My son isn't it..."

Hui Chan Master sang "Amitabha" with a compassionate face, and did not answer Wang, and turned sideways to give way to the passage between the C characters.

Wang staggered against the wall and ran towards the C-shaped wing.

Li Zipu followed his old wife.

Zhao Hualing couldn't hold back her crying and walked forward with a pale face.

Tan Sheng looked up at Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xian's face was expressionless, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad, but his hands were shrunk in his sleeves, and although his back was straight, he could see that his knees were trembling. When he tore off the seal and saw the rope hanging from the beam and the corpse lying under the ice on the window lattice covered with a white cloth, Zhao Xian's whole body trembled.

Zhao Hualing screamed, "Ahhh

Wang walked into the room tremblingly and lifted the white cloth.

Li's eyes were open, his tongue was falling out, there was a crimson mark on his neck, and a little corpse spots had begun to appear on his face, and even on the tongue that fell out, the yellow and white tongue coating was like disgusting mud, so thick that it was greasy.

Wang rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Hui Chan Master waved his hand, and the two little nuns helped Wang to lie on the warm couch.

Li Zipu's eyes were bloodshot, and after looking around, he walked quickly towards the window lattice, a puddle of enamel fragments on the ground next to the table, and the small stool rolled in the corner, Li Zipu quickly raised his head and swept over the faces of Zhao Xian, Mrs. Zhao and Tan Sheng one by one, and smiled after a long time, "Go to the Criminal Department to invite Zhang Qizuo back, Huaiyu will definitely not commit suicide." ”

Old Madam Zhao put her hand in her sleeve, and her expression was nervous.

People are dead!

Don't make any more extraneous branches!

If this green hat is worn on Zhao Xian's head, how can he still be an official!

Old Madam Zhao immediately opened her mouth to disagree, "Now that this matter is making a big fuss, it is not good for the Zhao and Li families!"

The flesh on Li Zipu's face was stiff, and he couldn't pull out any normal expression, "At the beginning, your Zhao family promised that not a single hair of Huaiyu would be indispensable, and the old man agreed to send Huaiyu to Baoshan Temple!

"But now, the man is dead!" Li Zhipu still had three points of reason under his rage, and after taking a deep breath, he said again, "Zhang Qizuo has been with me for thirty years, and he will not open his mouth to talk nonsense." Li Zipu looked at Zhao Xian fiercely, "There are obvious traces of fighting in this house, the thief entered through the window lattice, and brought down the enamel utensils on the side of the table during the stalemate with Huaiyu; if Huaiyu hanged himself, then the stool would never have rolled out of such a long distance without the support of external force; and then look at the red mark on Huaiyu's neck, there is a faint invisible trace, you and my son-in-law have been immersed in the criminal department for many years, such a simple crime scene. Ah Xian, don't tell the old man, don't you understand?"

Zhao Xian, who was named, looked around with Li Zi's simple thoughts, nodded in agreement.

Li Zhipu didn't laugh angrily, turned around and asked Mrs. Zhao, "Since he killed him, the old man is a father and a husband, and he must make people pay for their blood debts!"

Today's Li is simple and vicious like a wolf.

A wolf that lost its cubs.

What will this wolf do.

No one knows.

Old Madam Zhao was speechless for a long time, turned her head to look at Tan Sheng's gaze, and saw that Tan Sheng's face was calm, so she nodded in agreement.

She didn't expect that even she, an old woman who had lived for more than fifty years, felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Li's corpse and was reluctant to approach, but Tan Sheng, a little girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, could still be calm and turn a blind eye to such a terrible scene, wouldn't it be strange?

The servant was waiting at the bottom of the mountain, and as soon as he heard the summons, he immediately came, first ordered someone to move the Li family to an empty room that was not used, and then cleared out all the owners of the Li and Zhao families.

Hui Zen Master took the group to the Buddha hall to wait for the results.

The Buddha sound is holy and peaceful.

Tan Sheng took a sip of tea and sat quietly in the hall.

Adults have nothing to say, the result is unknown, and it is just in vain to be angry and accountable, and everyone understands this truth.

In the huge Buddhist hall, apart from the soft and continuous chanting of the bhikshunis, only the sound of Zhao Hualing crying could be heard.

Cry and mourn.

All at once, it's like an ice pick on the tip of a person's heart.

Of the few people sitting here, I'm afraid that only three of them are really sad, right?

Li Zipu counts one, Wang counts one, and Zhao Hualing counts one.

Zhao Xian's feelings for the Li family are too complicated, hatred and resentment are greater than love and pity thousands and hundreds of times; Mrs. Zhao is more afraid of being lucky, glad that this daughter-in-law is dead now, leaving a daughter-in-law with her brother **, even if it is only a nominal daughter-in-law, it is like a knife hanging over her head, and she will fall down and smash the Zhao family to pieces at some point.

Lee died so well.

Old Madam Zhao thought silently.

When the chapter was made, it was already dusk.

He took off the cotton mask and looked at Li Zipu, "Master Li, there are no obvious external injuries to Ling Ai's body, but I saw bruises on my shoulders, wrists, and the back of my neck. ”

Li Zi's simple face turned iron-blue.

He did business, and never took care of Li Zi's simple emotions, and said, "And Ling Ai's lower body was not torn or damaged, the money bags and jewelry in the house were all in good condition, and the people who came and went did not seek wealth or sex, and they came and went in a hurry and even brought down the stool that forged Ling Ai to hang himself, which shows that the villain is by no means familiar, and should be a layman who has a personal grudge against Ling Ai and is never familiar with murder." ”

Zuo occupies an important position in the handling of cases by the Criminal Department.

This is also why Li Zhipu took the work with him from the beginning.

Tan Sheng was tired from sitting, his back hurt, and he was a little distracted, and when he looked up, he saw the inquiring eyes of Master Hui.

Tan Sheng hurriedly sat upright and behaved in a proper manner—although this master said that he was a Buddha, his temper was not very good! Drinking! Eating meat! Encouraging Senior Sister Qingshu to look at Orion! It is commonly known as having a Buddha in his heart and meat in his belly!

Now she has dropped the field to Baoshan Temple.

There are too many Hui Zen masters, and most of them are looking for the female crown of enlightenment.

She had to behave better, and she could somewhat reduce the anger of Master Hui.

After listening to Li Zipu's words, he buried his head, raised his hand, and the steward standing next to him immediately took out the wolf pen from his arms, and sat next to him as if he was recording the case.

Zen Master Li Zhipu Chaohui said softly, "It's not that I can't trust Baoshan Temple, it's just that I've been in the Criminal Department for a long time, and I pay attention to signing and drawing in case of trouble." Now that this case is my girl's, the old man's dignified third-grade member of the Criminal Department can't be killed by someone, and the old man is still like a quail. ”

Hui Chan Master looked like a high-ranking monk, and said lightly, "Ling Ai was killed in Baoshan Temple, and the poor monk also felt guilty. The poor monk would sing the scriptures for Mrs. Zhao every day, and sang for 7749 days in a row. ”

Li Zhipu nodded in thanks.

Since he got the approval of Hui Chan Master, Li Zhipu regarded the Buddhist hall as a criminal department with red eyes, and recruited three people into the room for interrogation, one was the little nun who was close to the C-shaped wing, the second was the master who meditated in the Buddhist hall that day, and the third was the nun who was quietly guarding the mountain gate.

The first two didn't ask anything wrong, and it wasn't until the third person that they had some eyebrows.

"Was anything unusual the night before yesterday?"

"Not really. The nun was in her early thirties, with nine scars on her head, and her expression was peaceful.

"Are there suspicious people entering or leaving Baoshan Temple?"

"No, most of them are rural farmers who transport night incense and vegetables, and they have a relationship with Baoshan Temple for more than ten years, and they are honest and can't enter the inner courtyard. ”

"Is there any other entrance to Baoshan Temple?"

"Baoshan Temple is built between steep cliffs, and there is no entrance except the gate. ”

The interrogation again reached a dead end.

Li Zipu clenched his fists and groaned, the nun thought about it and hesitated to break the silence, "It's just that the poor nun remembers that she smelled a smell of clear spring wine in the evening, and the poor nun felt that something was wrong, so she caught up to see it, but there was no one left." After only half an hour, I saw the food coming out, and there was a smell of clear spring wine. Pinin has some ability in the Xinjiang military households around him, and he married to the capital to drink Qingquan wine a few times with the short-lived ghost who died early, and he smelled the wine. ”

Qingquan wine is the specialty of Bibo Lou, and it is expensive.

Li Zipu's eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered someone to go to Bibo Building to inquire, although it was a quick horse, it took an hour.

The person who returned was panting, ran into the hall of the Buddha Hall, looked up at Zhao Xian, and said in a loud voice, "The little one asked the owner of the restaurant! That evening, only one person ordered Qingquan wine, and after drinking three pots, he got into the carriage half drunk and half awake, that person is..."

"That man is..."

Li Zhipu smashed a teapot angrily, "Who is that person!"

"That person is the chief steward of Lord Zhao Xian's mansion, Zhao is in charge!"