There is a Baojing Temple in Wanzhou since ancient times, according to legend, this temple was established by a monk from India during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, although it has lasted for thousands of years, but it is still incense. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Today, info has become a famous cultural landscape in Wanzhou, and there is an endless stream of people who come to appreciate and worship.

At night, Venerable Yuan Hui, the abbot of Baojing Temple, went to the abbot's room after a vegetarian meal, lit the Buddha lamp, closed the door, and began to meditate.

Perhaps he didn't expect that outside this temple, which was regarded as a Pure Land, there was a man in black lurking outside the wall on the north side of the abbot's room like a wolf.

The man looked of medium height, and his figure was neither fat nor thin, and to put it bluntly, he looked like an ordinary person, but at this time he was dressed in black, covered his face with a black veil, and his exposed eyes were like owls at night, revealing a fierce light.

A gust of wind blew, and the shady trees in the temple began to sway, making a pleasant grinding sound.

There is a Bodhi tree planted at the door of the abbot's room, and you can know that this book must have a story by looking at the thick trunk, but apart from some legends, who can tell which monk planted this Bodhi himself?

Time was passing, and the man in black outside the fence was waiting for the abbot in the abbot's room to settle down as if he were hunting.

The sound of the wooden fish tapping sounded in the abbot's room, and Venerable Yuan Hui began to recite the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra" with the sound of the wooden fish's "tuk tuk":

“…… It is the sinful karma of a person's previous life. You should fall into the evil way. In this world, people are despised. The karma of past sins is extinguished. He deserves to be the three bodhisattvas. Subodhi. I recite the immeasurable tribulations of the past monks. Yu Ran lamp in front of the Buddha. It is worth 84 trillion of the Buddhas of others. All of them are provided for. There is no vacancy. If there are people again. In the post-apocalyptic times. Able to receive the recitation of this sutra. Merit ...... gained"

The rhythm of the chanting is unconventional, and those who know how to hear it know that Venerable Yuan Hui is a monk with a high level of cultivation.

The moon had finally set in the west, the stars were obscured by the mist, the wind in the monastery was getting tighter and tighter, and the whole monastery had rested in peace, except for the swaying red light from the lattice window of the abbot's room.

The man in black outside the wall suddenly stood up and moved the joints of his hands and feet, which were already numb.

He was extremely agile, I saw him stretch out his hand, and in a few strokes he knocked down a bowl of thick bamboo, the moment the bamboo rebounded, he tightly held the bamboo, and his body was bounced up by the bamboo.

When the bamboo bullet landed in the temple inside the walls, he saw the opportunity, let go of his hands, and his body began to fall.

The place where he landed was the roof of the thatched house of the monastery, and the roof was laid with prefabricated cement slabs, and when he landed, he landed on his toes, and although he made a dull sound when he landed, it was not painful, because the sound of the wind that lingered everywhere was much louder than this.

He climbed down the hut and went straight to the abbot's room, the door of the abbot's room was hidden, and Master Yuan Hui had already settled, like a sitting Buddha statue, the dim red light of the Buddha lamp flickered on and off, and the face of the master was covered with grotesque colors.

Suddenly, the man in black quickly pushed open the wooden door of the abbot's room, and the door creaked open, and Master Yuanhui did not look back, it seemed that he was really settled.

The man in black rushed into the abbot's room, flew up and kicked the wooden door back, and the wooden door "snapped", closing the abbot's room tightly.

There was still a lot of wind outside the abbot, but at this time, the wind seemed to have changed the background and became a little sad.

In a trance, the sound of the wind was mixed with a rough kicking sound, like a man's voice, and the man's mouth was chanting words: "...... There is no vacancy. If there are people again. In the post-apocalyptic times. Able to receive the recitation of this sutra. Merit ...... gained"

It was like the voice of Master Yuanhui, and after a long while, this voice was finally drowned out in the air wailing and getting tighter and tighter......

In the dead of night, Murong Fei didn't know why he couldn't sleep, it was definitely not the effect of coffee, he knew that the coffee after dinner had already passed its half-life, and the coffee stayed in the blood for 4 hours at most, and now it was already one o'clock at midnight, why was he still so awake.

Maybe no one knows, and no one should let others know, Murong Fei was lying on the bed, his body was on his side, his eyes were closed, he knew why he had insomnia.

Occasionally in the dead of night, the pain will emerge, biting his world, he feels that he is wearing a police uniform during the day, and he looks resolute in the mirror, but only he knows that his inner world is too fragile, as long as the pain appears, he will feel that the whole world will collapse at any time.

At this time, in his mind, her appearance became clearer and clearer, when was the last time he saw her? Sure, yes, I was still in my third year of college, and I hadn't yet entered the stage of forensic professional courses, yes, when I was studying clinical courses.

Murong Fei remembers the scene of that class very clearly, that class was "Stomatology", that class was about the development of teeth, he remembered discussing with her how to apply the development of teeth in forensic cases, her specialty is stomatology, but she has great enthusiasm for forensic issues.

But after that class, she disappeared from Murong Fei's sight, he never saw her again, he went crazy for a while, he didn't know why she disappeared suddenly, he wanted to get an answer, but the result was never answered.

Time is spent in this way, college must graduate, Murong Fei dragged the dilapidated trolley box out of the campus, leaving the big classroom where she had discussed "Stomatology" with her, but he never left the world without her.

The occasional sound of a car passing by on the street.

Murong Fei felt that he was beginning to become confused, he seemed to see her clear face, she was still so pure and lovely, like a brilliant little flower, blooming in the endless grassland.

Suddenly, the grassland became torn apart, like an earthquake, Murong Fei felt that his body became floating, he stretched out his hands hard, trying to hold her little hand, but he couldn't reach it, he cried out, but the air became like a petrified gel, unable to transmit sound.

He woke up in a hurry, and finally heard a clear voice, it was his mobile phone ringing, he stretched out his hand to take the phone, but the outstretched right hand was very sore, and he had no strength at all, as if he had myasthenia gravis.

He turned around and switched to his left hand to pick up his phone, and the call on the phone was the command center.

He complained in his heart: "It seems that I just fell asleep, why did I have a case?" ”

However, when he saw the time in the upper right corner of his phone, it was already 5:43 a.m., and he knew that a new day had arrived.

He picked up the phone.

"Murong is not a doctor, right? A monk in Baojing Temple was killed, and the leader on duty asked your criminal department to come to the scene immediately. ”