"Host!" As soon as Yuan Jue saw the old monk, he immediately knelt down and wept bitterly, "My master is pure cultivation, he ...... He's dead! ”

Seeing him like this, the monks behind him also knelt down and cried for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hongzhi didn't say a word, stretched out a withered hand, and stroked the top of Yuan Jue's head. His gaze slowly swept over everyone, and his wrinkled face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of warmth and comfort, which made people's hearts calm. Before I knew it, the crying gradually stopped, and the surroundings fell silent.

"There is life and there is death, this is the principle of impermanence of all laws. Go for it, don't be sad. ”

The voice was old, and Yuan Jue stood up, although he was still sad, his expression was no longer as hasty.

Zhang Baoer stared at the scene in front of him quietly, until the host of Hongzhi set his eyes on him, and then stepped forward to say hello.

Host Hongzhi just nodded at him and turned to leave.

Uncle Hua suddenly asked behind him, "Uncle, you said that this monk was beaten to death?" ”

"It's possible." Zhang Bao'er looked up at the pagoda, "The body is heavy, and the place where he was killed can't be too far from here." Maybe...... It's in this tower. ”

A gust of wind passed, and the copper bell on the tower made a crisp sound, like a half-day Brahma music. The sky is blue, the ancient trees are shady, and the group is quiet and deep, and who can connect this Buddhist gate with the murder scene quietly, but the blood on the ground ruthlessly reveals this fact.

Zhang Bao'er took off her robe and walked towards the tower gate, but was stopped by Yuan Jue: "Donor, you can't go in." ”

"Why?"

Yuan Jue stretched out his hand and pointed to a stone tablet in front of the tower, which was engraved with the words "Imperial Edict": "The tower treasures the relics of the predecessors of the monks, His Majesty has issued an edict, and the monks who are not from this institute are not allowed to trespass." ”

Zhang Bao'er didn't expect that there was such an obstacle, and was about to speak, Pu Runhe, who had been silent, picked up a broom by the tower and held it horizontally in his hands, and bowed to the tower: "The blood is unclean, and the Buddha's qi is dusty." Disciple Purun, today cleanse the dust, and return the quiet place of the ancestors. ”

With that, Purun walked straight into the tower.

Yuan Jue opened his mouth and stammered, he didn't even have time to stop it, and glanced at the imperial monument stone in a blink of an eye, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Seeing that Purun's figure did not enter the tower gate, Uncle Hua came to his senses, couldn't help but admire it greatly, and said in a low voice: "This Purun monk really has a hand. ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled and said, "Just wait and see." ”

"But," Uncle Hua glanced at Yuan Jue, who looked panicked, and said, "Uncle, don't you think this person is very strange?" ”

Zhang Bao'er looked at Yuan Jue noncommittally, only to see that he was staring blankly at the stone tablet at the entrance, and there were fine beads of sweat on a pampered white fat face.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Bao'er turned to the little novice beside him, and asked with a pleasant face: "Little Master, how many people usually come and go in this tower?" ”

Zhang Bao'er had come to Ci'en Temple to handle the case before, and the little novice naturally recognized him, listened to his question, and hurriedly replied: "Not much!" This is the place where the ancestors send their bones, and the host once asked us not to disturb us, and few people usually come. ”

"Do pilgrims rarely come?"

"The pilgrims are in the front hall, unless there is any noble person who wants to visit the temple, only to be brought in by the knower, but generally do not go up to the tower, just pay homage under the tower."

The pagoda is located on the hillside behind the temple, far from the main hall in the front yard. There are several meditation rooms around, the abbot on the left, and a dense forest on the right, which is indeed quiet.

"Master Yuanjue is in charge of taking care of this place?"

"He is a monk, in charge of rules and etiquette, and we are all afraid of him." Sticking out his tongue, Xiao Shami's beautiful face showed childishness: "Sin, sin, sin, accidentally said bad things about the master, don't tell him." ”

"Haha, okay, I won't say it." Zhang Baoer stretched out her hand and pointed to one of the meditation rooms: "That's where he lives?" ”

Sure enough, the little novice shook his head and pointed to a hut under the tower: "No, it's that one." ”

Zhang Baoer was about to continue asking, but saw that the little novice had already turned around and left.

Seeing the back of Xiao Shami, Zhang Baoer's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Uncle Hua behind him said "Huh", but when he saw Purun walking out of the tower with a broom in his hand, he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Amitabha," Pu Run's eyes closed slightly, "all laws have a way, and one heart is dustless." ”

"What...... What the? ”

Pu Run put down the broom, didn't look at the anxious Yuanjue monk, and walked forward by himself.

Uncle Hua had to follow and said in a low voice; "Didn't you go up to the tower and check it out? The result? Did you find any clues? ”

"Whatever comes from the heart, it also goes up from the heart, and when you find out the time of coming, you will know the way to go."

"You ......" Uncle Hua couldn't help but feel angry, and said with a wry smile, "I said Purun, can you say something that people can understand?" ”

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, Purun answered neatly. Stopped, looked at Uncle Hua with an expectant face, and said solemnly: "The poor monk is hungry. ”

Slowly peeling the peanuts in his hands, looking at Uncle Hua with a puffed face, and looking at Pu Run, who buried his face in the bowl and pious rice, Zhang Baoer finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Bao'er explained to Uncle Hua: "Master Purun doesn't want to make what he found public in public, there are many people, maybe the murderer is among them, so it is naturally safer to come here." ”

Uncle Hua suddenly realized and looked at Purun.

Purun had finished eating at this moment, raised his head, and suddenly said, "There is no blood." ”

"Huh?"

"The tower is divided into seven floors, from bottom to top, and there are no traces of blood on the doors, windows, floors, and walls. There is dust on all floors, but the top floor is very clean, and the handrails and stairs are also clean, so people should often come and go. ”

This series of words is said in an orderly manner, where is there still the shadow of the pedantic monk of Fangcai.

Uncle Hua opened his mouth, but Zhang Baoer didn't care.

"In this case, the tower is not the scene of the killing. Look at the corpse scars, it is difficult to deal with the blood stains so thoroughly in such a short period of time unless they are repainted. ”

Zhang Bao'er thought for a moment, a smile appeared on her face, and said to Uncle Hua: "Let's go, let's go back first!" ”

……

The moon rises tomorrow, illuminating the ground silvery, brighter than the light of a candle.

Looking down from the hillside, the pagoda is exquisite, the temple is majestic, and even the faint green smoke rising from the treasure tripod in front of the main hall can be seen clearly. The figures in the meditation room are longing, and the monks have just finished their evening class. There seems to be a lingering afterglow of the bronze bell in the air, which sets off this prosperous Zen temple with extraordinary solemnity.

"Bao'er, I'm surprised, how can you run into a case wherever you go......" Jiang Yuqiao said softly.

"Shhhh Father-in-law, can you keep your voice quiet? Before Jiang Yuqiao's words were finished, he was stopped by Zhang Baoer.

At this time, Zhang Bao'er, Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua hid in a shrub place on the slope behind the Ci'en Temple, a big stone was horizontal in front of them, making a natural barrier, and below was the pagoda, if you didn't get closer, you would never see a human figure. Because of the condescending height, the ancient pagoda and temple under the slope have a panoramic view, and it is indeed a good place for ambush.