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Zhou Xian also rushed and shouted: "Official business is in the body, you must not stop it!" ”

When they walked over first, Zhang Baoer and the others followed closely and walked all the way to the bottom of the tower.

It is still the wind that moves the bell, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, but there seems to be a hint of blood in the air, and there is a kind of indescribable danger.

"This is it." Turning her head, Zhang Bao'er asked Uncle Hua, "Do you remember, after Master Jingxiu was killed that day, what did Yuan Jue do?" ”

"He? By the way, he stayed here and didn't let us go up to the tower. ”

"Hmm. Not long after Jingxiu was killed, he was also poisoned. Both of them died in the same way, both of them were hit in the head by a heavy object, much like the same person. In this way, there are two possibilities: first, Yuan Jue was originally the target of the murderer, and second, Yuan Jue was killed for other reasons. Judging from Yuan Jue's reaction after Jing Xiu's death, he didn't seem to know that he would be the next victim, and the second possibility was even greater. Zhang Bao'er said suspiciously: "So, what did he do that day, or what did he perform, so that the murderer knew that he had discovered the truth?" ”

Zhou Xian was about to speak, when a hoarse Buddha suddenly sounded in his ear: "Amitabha." ”

An old monk quietly appeared, the monk was thin and small, his face was dry, but his eyes were full of life, and they were radiant and did not dare to look at him.

The person who came was Abbot Hongzhi, and his eyes turned to Zhou Xian: "The two adults are coming, and they should have greeted each other, but there were villains in the temple yesterday, and some mundane affairs should be dealt with first." ”

"Oh?" Zhou Xian asked knowingly, "There are bad people entering the temple?" What have you lost? ”

Abbot Hongzhi glanced at Zhou Xian and said calmly: "No." But the gangsters killed the monks in the temple. ”

"Yes, is that the Master of Yuanjue?" Zhang Bao'er put on a sad look: "It's a pity! Pity! ”

"Life is death, death is life, Yuan Jue diligently cultivates the Dharma, and after Nirvana, he must have attained bliss, and it is not a pity." Abbot Hongzhi lowered his eyes and clasped his palms together: "The Buddhists originally looked at life and death lightly. ”

"And what about the master's life and death for himself?" Zhang Baoer's words concealed a sharp edge, and he was pressing forward step by step.

Abbot Hongzhi said indifferently: "Like the rise of the sun, like the fall of the moon, like the journey of water, like the passing of the wind." ”

"It's a good day to rise and the moon to fall, and the wind and water are gone," Zhang Baoer clapped her hands, "but I don't know the word persistence, what is the explanation?" ”

Hearing Zhang Baoer's aggressive tone, Zhou Xian couldn't help but worry.

looked at Abbot Hongzhi again, and a smile appeared on his face: "If the donor is like this, it can be called persistence." ”

Haha laughed, Zhang Baoer turned his head and walked outside the temple, and Zhou Xian also said goodbye.

Abbot Hongzhi stood in place, his eyes slightly closed, his expression indifferent, looking like a statue from a distance.

"Uncle, why did we leave?" Uncle Hua couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Bao'er smiled bitterly: "Do you have a way to sneak into the tower under the nose of that old monk?" ”

"What...... Still going up the tower?! Uncle Hua was a little puzzled.

"Of course."

"But Purun has seen it layer by layer, and there is nothing special about it."

"If there is no speciality, how can we explain the fact that the two monks died one after another?"

"I'm afraid that it will be useless again......"

"Not this time." Zhang Bao'er's eyes were blazing, and her tone was calm: "Because I already know what Yuan Jue saw that day." If this is true, perhaps we will find out tonight. ”

"Do you need me to go? Maybe I can help. Zhou Xian's face was eager to try.

Zhang Bao'er glanced at Zhou Xian and said lightly: "You'd better not come forward, this matter needs to be done in secret." Besides, if there are too many people, they will not take care of them, but they will easily cause trouble. ”

……

There were four monks walking on a path next to the Temple of Mercy and Grace, in fact, there was only one true monk, that was Purun at the front, and the other three followed behind him, in robes and hats, talking about something.

Unaccustomed to pulling the placket of his clothes, Jiang Yuqiao complained in a low voice, "You actually want to dress up like this!" ”

"Father-in-law, your old man has been wronged, right?" Zhang Bao'er looked at her nose and nose and heart, her face was solemn, she really looked like a Buddhist disciple, but her mouth was not idle.

"Amitabha, Buddha, Dharma and Sangha are the Three Jewels. The robe is on the body, and the movement is protected by the god Dingjia, you are blessed! ”

Without asking, it is the genuine monk Purun who said this.

It was getting late, the monastic life was rigid, and most of the monks had rested. The three of them walked all the way and did not encounter anything.

As soon as I arrived at the tower, someone suddenly shouted, "Stop! ”

It was a tall monk, Uncle Hua couldn't help but hold the scabbard in the monk's robe, and Zhang Bao'er hurriedly held his hand.

"Amitabha, is it filial piety?"

"Ah, it turned out to be Senior Brother Purun."

When the monk named Xiaoda saw Purun, he hurriedly clasped his palms together and saluted: "It's so late, senior brother still hasn't rested?" ”

"Not busy. What are you doing here? ”

"The temple supervisor said, there are bad people in the temple recently, everyone should be careful, so I want to come here to guard the tower, if I see the living, I will ring the bell to report the news."

As he spoke, he gently shook the copper bell in his hand, but was held down by one hand.

"Senior brother has worked hard, why don't I do it for you." Zhang Baoer, who was wearing a monk's robe, was full of smiles and was very kind.

"This ...... What's so embarrassing about that? Xiaoda looked at the other party while refusing to leave: "However, which senior brother are you in?" How can I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaoda had already received a blow on the back of his neck, and when he landed, his eyes rolled and he fell down.

Uncle Hua withdrew his hand and glanced at Purun.

Purun didn't get angry, but just sighed and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Go ahead, I'll be here to guard." ”

Nodding, Zhang Baoer shouted "go" to Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua, and went straight to the bottom of the tower.

The moonlight is like a match, gilding the entire tower with silver light, which is more mysterious than the solemnity of the day.

"Do you remember that day?" Zhang Bao'er walked to the front of the tower, stood down, and said to Uncle Hua: "This is your position." ”

He took a few more steps to the other side, "Yuan Jue is here." ”

"Yes."

"Hmm. And then what? ”

Uncle Hua remembers the scene at that time: "He said that this tower was built by the emperor, and he pointed out the inscription to me." ”

"That's right." Taking two steps back, Zhang Bao'er walked to the monument and stood still, simulating Yuanjue's movements, "I remember, he stopped as soon as he spoke, his expression suddenly became weird, and he has been in a state of mind since then. Yuan Jue probably found something at that time, and the murderer may have been at the scene, and he noticed that his expression was different, so he decided to kill people. ”

"What could it be?"

"For example, a bloodstain that I forgot to wipe away," his gaze fell on the Imperial Stone, "or, a mechanism that was accidentally exposed." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked slowly on the stone tablet. The surface of the stele is unusually smooth and dusty, and it seems to have been specially wiped recently. The finger touched a certain place on the back of the stele, and suddenly pushed, "clicking", and the heavy stele spun in place like a spinning top, and at the same time, a four-foot square hole appeared in the ground, and Zhang Bao'er, who was standing there, was gone.