Leng Yi felt that something was wrong, was his performance different from that of Nazhi County? Leng Yi didn't show a timid look, looked at her, and said, "What's wrong?" Look at you weirdly. ”

This time, Zhuo Qiaoniang was embarrassed, and said softly: "Officials didn't have such careful ...... before"

"Really? Isn't it good to be careful? ”

"No, no! Of course it's good, the concubine is saying that the officials are better to the concubine now, and they are a little ...... for a while, hehe, a little unaccustomed. ”

"That's good, it should be."

Leng Yi didn't dare to say too much, for fear that saying too much would arouse Zhuo Qiaoniang's suspicions. He washed his face, sat down next to the brazier, and burned the charcoal fire wide.

Zhuo Qiaoniang said: "This snow is so big! I didn't expect there to be such a big snow in Bazhou. ”

"It's hard to say that the weather is weird, and there is snow in July!"

Zhuo Qiaoniang smiled, looked at Leng Yi, looked a little shy, and said: "Just now, the concubine thought that this time she was dead, but when she was held by the official, she felt as if she didn't have to be afraid when the sky fell." The heart is steady. ”

Leng Yi said: "Yes! This is the first time I have encountered such a big snowstorm. It's dangerous. Fortunately, we found this temple. ”

"In that kind of sky, the concubine can't even open her eyes, and the officials can still see this temple, it's really amazing!"

"It also happened to be a coincidence. This is called the road of heaven and earth. God sent this temple to us. ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang turned her head to look at the closed door, lowered her voice and said, "This temple is so strange!" ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhuo Qiaoniang glanced at the window again, and heard the wind and snow blowing outside on the window lattice, as if some monster was holding the window lattice outside and shaking violently, she couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly grabbed Leng Yi's hand, Leng Yi took out a hand, held her hand, and comforted: "Don't be afraid!" This is a temple, and even if there are ghosts, they don't dare to come in. ”

"No!" Zhuo Qiaoniang's delicate body trembled again, and her voice was lowered, as if she was worried that some ghost hidden outside the window had heard it, "Didn't the official find out?" ”

"Found what?"

"The Buddha of the Mahavira Temple!"

"Buddha? What happened to the Buddha? ”

"Only one eye!"

Leng Yi area, he just observed the monks in the hall, did not pay attention to the appearance of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and listened to what Zhuo Qiaoniang said, which made him feel a little strange. "How can there be only one eye?" ”

"The other eye was gouged out!" Zhuo Qiaoniang's small voice was frightened.

"Gouged up?" Leng Yi frowned, now he understood why Zhuo Qiaoniang was trembling when she came out of the main hall just now, "How could it be?" Don't they know? Impossible. Is it because the clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva is not strong, and the eye just fell off, and because the temple is too poor and has no money to repair it, it has always been like this? ”

"Not really!" Zhuo Qiaoniang shook her head and said, "The Buddha's golden body is very new, it must have just been repaired, and it is impossible to fall off immediately, and besides, the Buddha's golden body has not fallen off elsewhere, how can it just fall off the eyes?" Besides, the hole didn't fall off, but someone dug a big lump! ”

Leng Yi was a little surprised, looked at her and said, "You have observed very carefully, and you have analyzed it very clearly, you can't see it, you still have the talent to solve the case." ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang was not half proud, she said in a trembling voice: "Official, you say, who will gouge out a piece of the Buddha's eyes?" I'm afraid only the filthy things like ghosts would dare to do that! ”

Leng Yi saw that her face was so frightened that her face was bloodless, and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay, doesn't it say that people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points?" Your officials and I are so angry that the ghosts dare not approach. ”

Zhuo Qiaoniang forced a smile and nodded.

After a conversation, it finally got dark. At this time, there was a knock on the door, Zhuo Qiaoniang got up and opened the door, Mingkong stood at the door, and said with one hand: "It's time to eat!" ”

Leng Yi and Zhuo Qiaoniang followed him out, stepped on the thick snow, walked through the back hall, and came to the dining hall in the corner of the backyard.

Here, Abbot Juehui and other monks have already arrived, talking loudly, Abbot Juehui is holding a Buddhist bead, his eyes are half-closed, his lips are gently squirming and chanting, as if he is blind to the noise in front of him.

The fat monk responded with a smile and beckoned, "The two of you are here, sit here!" "Move them to the next seat.

Leng Yi and Zhuo Qiaoniang sat down, and they heard a thin monk telling a ghost story: "...... I looked down and looked, oh my god! Mao Keng stuck out a head, and his face was covered in blood! The eyes are still round, like copper bells! I was so scared that I didn't wipe my buttocks, and I ran away with my pants! ”

Several monks burst into laughter.

Zhuo Qiaoniang was so frightened that she grabbed Leng Yi's arm. leaned on Leng Yi.

Leng Yi gently patted Zhuo Qiaoniang's hand and said to the thin monk: "What are you talking about in the black light!" ”

"Haunted things!" The thin monk was happy to speak, and he didn't notice that Leng Yi's words actually asked him to stop talking, and then said: "We have a mountain god in Yinling Mountain, who eats people, doesn't eat people's heads, just throws people's heads into the latrine!" Just last night, when I went to the hut, a dead man's head appeared in the pit, and it must have been the mountain god who ate it, and tore off the head and threw it in the latrine! This mountain god is not even afraid of the Bodhisattva Buddha! ……！ ”

"Alright, alright! My lady is scared, can you stop talking? ”

Only then did the thin monk notice that Zhuo Qiaoniang's face turned pale with fright, and he laughed embarrassedly twice, and said, "Okay!" Don't say it! Do not say! But what I just said is true! Lie to you not ...... people! The thin monk saw Leng Yi's eyes sweeping over like lightning, and he couldn't help but beat the spirit, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he walked to the opposite side with the dishes and chopsticks, and after a while, he whispered to the people over there. But his voice was soft, and the cold wind was howling outside the window, so I couldn't hear what he said.

At this time, as soon as the door opened, a monk came in with a bucket of rice, and at a glance, he saw the little monk Mingkong standing by the door, and said angrily: "Why don't you go and help me serve food?" Just sit and wait for nothing to eat and drink? Something that doesn't have long eyes! ”

put down the rice bucket, raised his foot and gave Mingkong a kick in the ass, and Mingkong ran out of the door while holding his ass. The chef began to divide the rice into the wooden bowls in front of everyone.

When the thin monk who told the ghost story was distributed, the thin monk glanced at the rice in the bowl and said angrily, "Hey! Mingyuan, what do you mean? Every time I was given less food than others! You're a bully, aren't you? ”

"What's missing?" Chef Mingyuan said lazily: "Everyone is the same. Mingshou, don't you have nothing to do, okay? ”

"What the same!" The thin monk Ming pointed to the fat monk beside the abbot and said, "Why are there so many wise?" He pointed to the rice in front of a horse-faced monk and said, "There is also Mingzong, there are more than mine!" ”

Chef Mingyuan crossed his hands on his hips and sneered: "What? Lao Tzu is bullying you, what can you do? Biting Lao Tzu **? ”

The thin man Mingshou took a step back, and immediately stepped forward again, also crossed his hands on his hips, stared at his eyes, and said sharply: "What is the murder of **?" Tell you, Lao Tzu is not easy to bully! One day, Lao Tzu will make you look good! ”

"Okay! Lao Tzu waited! He glanced at a monk with hanging eyebrows next to him, "Don't dare to do anything like Mingjing, just like Mingjing, and be willing to be a turtle with a shrunken head!" ”

The monk named Mingjing threw a resentful look at the chef Mingyuan. But he didn't speak, lowered his head, and ate the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks.

The fat monk sitting next to Abbot Juehui said: "Okay, Mingyuan, don't shout there, hurry up and serve food!" The abbot is still waiting! ”

Chef Mingyuan crossed his hands on his hips, looked at the fat man and said coldly: "Wise, which green onion are you?" The finger-pointing choreography Lao Tzu got up? Don't think that if you slap the abbot's sycophant, Lao Tzu will listen to you, and let Lao Tzu cool off! ”

This fat man's name is wise, the table was slammed, and he said angrily: "Mingyuan, don't bite like a mad dog!" Lao Tzu is not easy to bully......"

As soon as he said this, he saw Mingkong, a monk at the door, standing there with a cower. There was a wooden basin of tofu in his hand, but the tofu was broken and stained with a lot of snow. The fat man wisely was surprised: "What's the matter? How did tofu become like this? ”