If there are many people who hate the abbot of Wutong, Su Wuming may not know, and it is impossible to find out, but if you ask about the hatred of Xiangshan Temple, I am afraid that in the entire Qiantang County, there is only Yufeng Guan.

The power of the Yufeng Temple is similar to that of the Xiangshan Temple, almost evenly matched, every year the Yufeng Temple and the Xiangshan Temple will have several battles, the Yufeng Temple wins less and loses more, so the Xiangshan Temple is very hateful and grudgeful, if there is almost can discredit the Xiangshan Temple, the Yufeng Temple is afraid that it will spare no effort.

This time, such a grand remark in Qiantang County is afraid that it is the handiwork of Yufengguan.

He Yufeng Guan smeared Xiangshan Temple, Su Wuming didn't want to care about this, but Yufeng Guan had bad intentions, so did the killing of the Wutong monk have anything to do with them?

Su Wuming and Tang Xiong walked through the bustling streets, and after returning home, Nangong Yan and Wen Wan'er and others hurriedly ran to inquire about the results, Su Wuming told him about the situation of Qian Wei, and then looked at Jiang Ying and said: "After dawn tomorrow, you take Qian Wei to Xiangshan Temple, and ask him to identify the monk who is eye-to-eye with Song Lian, I suspect that the monk may be the murderer." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately understood, Song Lian seduced two monks in Xiangshan Temple by a woman, and with Song Lian's appearance, she was not fought over by those two monks? What's more, monks don't touch women all year round and don't touch meat, when they meet a woman like Song Lian, I'm afraid they will be even more crazy, who can remember those precepts or something?

It is entirely possible to be jealous and kill people for this reason.

Moreover, the abbot of Wutong was killed and Song Lian disappeared, and it is very likely that Song Lian was hidden by that monk. Hide a beautiful woman, and he will be alone in the future, and he can't play as much as he wants?

This sounds a little crazy, even a little perverted, but for a monk who has tasted a woman for the first time, it is completely possible.

After Jiang Ying received the order, Su Wuming said again about the remarks about Xiangshan Temple that he heard on the street today, and then said to Lin Yun: "Xiangshan Temple was smeared, and it is extremely likely that the people behind it are the people of Yufeng Temple, and the people of Yufeng Temple may also be the people who killed the abbot of Wutong, after all, before the opportunity comes, some people do not hesitate to create opportunities by themselves." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You go to Yufeng Temple to investigate, see if there is anything strange in Yufeng Temple, I will ask Qian Sheng to send someone to inquire, on the day of the murder, there were no strange people in Xiangshan Temple, such as a Taoist priest who took off his robe."

After this division of labor, everyone went back to rest, Wen Wan'er made Su Wuming's bed, and Nangong Yan pulled Su Wuming's arm and asked, "Su Lang, have you heard any other clues, can you tell me and my sister first?" ”

Hanalang shrugged his shoulders and said, "I've told you all the clues I asked, but there are really no other clues." ”

Nangong Yan pursed her lips and said, "If you don't believe it, then why is it that you can solve the case every time, but we can't?" ”

"That's to blame the lady, you don't think deep enough."

"Hmph, how do you know that I don't think deep enough, I don't think deep enough, do you want to go deeper?" When Nangong Yan said this, she suddenly found that Su Wuming's eyes were strange, and that strange look made her suddenly think of something, and then her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

"Husband, I really want to discuss it in depth......"

There hasn't been a single snow in this part of Qiantang County for many years, but in winter, it's still very cold, so in the middle of the night, the cold wind howls by, and there are generally no people walking around the streets.

But that night, on the streets of Qiantang County, there was a figure shaking, and the man walked very fast on the empty street, and looked around as he walked, for fear that someone would come out of the darkness.

The whole street was deserted, and no one came out of the darkness, except for the occasional feral cat or two that crossed the street, leaving a few meows echoing through the streets.

The man walked alone in the street, his shadow stretched longer and longer, and he walked faster and faster, the wind stirred his clothes, and he rubbed his hands, and then looked around.

After some time, the man's shadow disappeared, and the night suddenly became truly quiet.

And at this time, in a house somewhere in Qiantang County, the charcoal fire was booming, and a man stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him stood a man in black, the man in black was masked, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but it was not difficult to see from his standing posture that he had great respect for the man standing with his hands.

Maybe it's because the man really deserves respect, maybe it's because of the money.

"You did a good job, I'm satisfied." The man standing with his hands in his hands did not look back, but said words that sounded like sighs in this uneven tone.

But the man in black suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "My subordinates are entrusted by the master, in fact...... Actually, I didn't kill that monk. ”

As soon as the man in black said this, the body of the man standing with his hands suddenly shook, but he still didn't look back, and only asked in a somewhat changed tone: "You didn't kill that monk, who killed it?" ”

The man in black was sincerely frightened, and said: "The subordinates also don't know, when the subordinates arrived, they found that the monk was dead, and there was only one Taoist priest in the house at that time. ”

"Daoist? Did you see a Taoist priest in the Xiangshan Temple? The man who stood with his hands in his hands obviously thought it was strange.

"That's right, that person didn't wear Taoist clothes at that time, but his subordinates had seen him in Yufeng Temple, so it is certain that he was a Taoist priest."

When the man standing with his hands in his hands heard this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said, "Did he recognize you?" ”

"No, his subordinates are masked, and he has never seen Zaixia, how can he recognize Zaixia!"

Hearing this, the man who was standing with his hands in his hands was a little relieved, and after bowing his head slightly, he said, "In this way, the Wutong monk was killed by that Taoist priest?" ”

"I think so."

The man standing with his hands in his hands showed a slightly satisfied look, and said, "Someone helped us get rid of the monk, which saved us things, but that Song Lian must be found." ”

The man in black nodded again and again: "Don't worry, master, my subordinates will definitely try their best to find Song Lian." ”

The man standing with his hands waved his hand, and the man in black hurriedly stood up when he saw this, and then turned to leave, when the man in black left, the corner of the man's mouth showed a slight smile, and then said lightly: "God help me." ”

The night is even darker, there are many places in Qiantang County that have dirty transactions, but these dirty transactions are shrouded in the night, no one can see it, just like a person's heart, the dirty heart is covered by the pretty or the face of the head, no one knows that it is black.

The night passed quietly, the cold wind was even more solemn, and the next morning, it made people want to be lazy in the bed and not come out.

Early in the morning, Jiang Ying got up and went to the Qian Mansion, yesterday Su Wuming asked him to take someone to Xiangshan Temple to recognize people, this matter is very important, Jiang Ying did not dare to have any negligence, and when Jiang Ying did these things, Lin Yun went to the Yufeng Temple after dressing up.

After Jiang Ying and Lin Yun left for half an hour, Su Wuming got up from the bed, and after some washing, he and Tang Xiong went to the county office, although the murder is very strange and interesting, but because it is almost the end of the year, Nangong Yan and Wen Wan'er both have to prepare things at home for the New Year, so the matter of solving the case will not follow for the time being.

Without a woman to follow, there is an indescribable ease in solving the case, at least some very indecent words, you can say it if you want to.

After entering the county office, Su Wuming immediately said the purpose of the trip, and after Qian Sheng listened, he responded again and again, saying that Song Lian and the Taoist priests that might appear in Xiangshan Temple, he would definitely find a way to find out.

Although Su Wuming was not confident in Qian Sheng's ability, but now he can only rely on Qian Sheng for these things, and after such an order, Su Wuming and Tang Xiong immediately left the county office.

There are still people coming and going on the street, but the fragrant story of the Wutong monk of Xiangshan Temple has already been changed, Su Wuming and Tang Xiong walked on the street and listened, and couldn't help laughing, it turned out, I don't know who adapted the story of Wutong monk, and made it up beyond recognition, saying that before the Wutong abbot became a monk, he was a romantic person, and many women in their village had an affair, and later was discovered by the husbands of those women, and the Wutong abbot was not allowed to go, so he ran to Xiangshan Temple to become a monk.

Those people said that their eyebrows danced, of course, the other people listened to it with relish, but no matter what they said, the abbot of Wutong was a romantic figure, whether it was having an affair with a village woman before becoming a monk, or hooking up with those female pilgrims after becoming a monk.

Su Wuming listened to the stories from the mouths of these people, and couldn't help but deeply admire the creativity of these ancients, they could really imagine that even the village women appeared.

After walking through the bustling crowd, Tang Xiong smiled and said: "Brother Su, I don't know if tomorrow, the abbot of Wutong will be said to be a flower thief, a monk in the temple during the day, and come out to pick flowers at night......" Tang Xiong's words were not finished, and a sound was suddenly heard next to him, and then a person said as if commenting on a story: "It is said that the abbot of Wutong of Xiangshan Temple was actually born as a thief of flower picking, and was later chased by the government, so he hid in Xiangshan Temple as a monk. It's very much catered to the previous abbot, so ......"

The voice gradually thinned, Tang Xiong was a little dumbfounded, and Su Wuming smiled indifferently and said, "I see, I can't wait for tomorrow, today this Wutong abbot has become a flower thief." ”

Tang Xiong came back to his senses, admired those people a little, and said: "His grandmother's, these people's imagination is really rich, Old Tang, I just came up with them, they have already become a story......"