The two monks were completely stunned, and they didn't know what to do with these things, what it meant to bring a knife over, so they couldn't help but ask him with a kind of question.

"But no, we are in the temple, there may be knives here, we can't keep this place slowly, this is a Buddhist land."

Feng Zili also frowned, as if he was helpless about the current situation, it is true that there will be no blades in the temple.

"So how do you pack up the stuffing of the buns in the temple? Didn't you cut it with a knife inside a knife? ”

"Ahh

After saying that, the little monk immediately ran to the kitchen quickly, and soon took a kitchen knife and ran over to the temple to make these things, generally speaking, they are specially used for cooking, very thin and light, not particularly sharp, just for use in the kitchen.

Feng Zili took the kitchen knife, and used the blade to land on the wood behind Hengyu along the crack in the door, and lightly thinned it a few times, and then heard a clang, the door was opened, but no one in the room came out.

Feng Zili carefully pushed open the door, but the door did not touch any obstacles, and easily reached a limit, and he could see everything in the room clearly at once.

Oh hey, my God, there is a red coffin in this room, and next to the coffin is kneeling a person wearing a white linen cloth, wearing a white cloth on his head, although he can't see what the other party looks like, but he can already calm down the other party through a gray hair that the other party should be an old person.

But why did this person kneel on this plasterboard so quietly, and directly prostrate his whole body on this coffin, and it seemed that he was really crying, as if he had fainted from crying.

If that's the case, no wonder I didn't hear their voices just now, it turned out that I really fainted from crying?

"Master Liu, are you okay?"

The senior brother hurriedly stepped forward to support, and when his hands just supported the old man's shoulders, he didn't have any strength, and the person fell down directly as if he had been reborn, and fell directly into one of the arms of the senior brother, it seems that this person really fainted.

And the old man went straight down the back, and just wanted to rush in the plastic, but he saw that there was blood on this white face and this forehead.

Feng Zili's whole body shook, his feet paused, and the knife that had been falling on his wrist fell to the ground with a clatter.

Feng Zili really didn't expect such a thing to happen, not because of the blood on this old man's body, but because of this face, because this face made him feel extremely unbelievable.

This person, he can recognize it, because together with the royal family in this coffin, he also recognizes this person, the person who died unjustly, and he is also clear, that is the face that made trouble again and again after the candle night in the cave room that day, so that he couldn't stop for two days.

Feng Zili looked up at the tablet on the table, and his eyes fell directly on the two words "Liu" on the tablet

Feng Zili's heart kept quieting down.

What the hell is going on? Yesterday was the third day of the seventh month, which was the first day of Zhang's first term, and the name of Zhang's ceramics was doing this ritual for his grandson, which was really not easy.

The benefactor mentioned by the senior brother is actually the ceramic Liu Ye, Liu Lao Wu.

I really sighed, I didn't expect many things to have such a meaning, I didn't expect many things to happen so naturally, I didn't expect many things to come together again in a circle.

The senior brother had already shook his head and sighed, saying that there was a kind of best effort in the current situation, but he could no longer make any judgments about anything.

"Amitabha, go and report, the master said that the donor has hit the coffin and died, and he has been dead for a while."

After the two little monks were surprised, they immediately hurried directly to the abbot of the monastery.

Seeing that this senior brother put Liu Lao Wu directly and respectfully on the ground, and tidied up the clothes for Liu Lao.

Feng Zili suddenly thought that he could find such a famous person in this place, then it would mean that this senior brother was definitely not, and the ordinary person hurriedly said.

"Senior brother, don't be in such a hurry to help him clean up the blood stains on this body, and Zhang Lao Wu is now the cause of death, and it is best not to move the things on the scene, and it will not be too late to wait until the time is clear."

The master raised his head and was stunned, and the hand that stayed on Master Liu's hand also paused, and he couldn't look at him casually: "Do you mean that Master Liu is now because he is unknown?" ”

Looking at the past in this way, Liu Lao Wu did commit suicide like hitting a coffin, but Feng Zili remembered it clearly, and said that after he settled his grandson that day, he should go home and go back to his hometown to spend his old age in peace.

At that time, the temporary changeism was going back to his hometown, and he shouldn't be in a hurry, but he didn't expect to kill himself before he saw his grandson in the ground?

According to normal and reasonable reasons, this kind of thing is basically impossible, at least you can't find a short-term view until you are in the ground.

Naturally, this can't be said to the senior brother, and some things must be concealed, so He Feng Zili can only say vaguely.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, it may be a work habit of mine before, I may have more doubts, this matter is a matter of human life, I think it may be better to be cautious, and it is not a bad thing, wouldn't it be better to wait for the investigation here to be clear before entering the earth?"

The senior brother frowned, looked at the falling door on the ground, hesitated for a moment, finally stretched out his hand back, stood up and walked to the door to look at it and said.

"What the junior brother said is reasonable, I was too abrupt just now, but the door was originally locked here, why can people come in and murder? Didn't this donor lock the door himself and hit the coffin in the room just now? Do you see now that there's no sign of anyone entering here? ”

Feng Zili didn't make a sound for a while, and lowered his head to pick up this doorway and this kitchen knife, and he really looked at the things that the eight poles couldn't hit.

This is indeed a bit unbelievable, because no one broke in, and there was no trace of prying the door, and the door was locked, but did Master Liu really hit the wooden coffin and died?

The senior brother didn't say anything to interfere with him, and when the abbot came in a hurry, Feng Zili came back to his senses from this memory.

The abbot stood at the door and looked at it with a very sad expression, and folded his hands.

"Kamigawa," the abbot raised his head and looked at Feng Zili on the side, "You used to be an official in Dalishi, and you are very familiar with these things, and you also know how to explore these things on the scene, I don't know if Master Zhang really hit the coffin and died as you said?" ”

Several monks looked at Feng Zili in unison, and Feng Zili nodded obediently in these compassionate eyes.

"Master, if the disciple can really mix up those errands in Dali City, why do you have to come to this Dali Temple, so all the cause and effect are undecided."

This sentence made the old abbot unable to say a word at all, and his face froze, but it was finally slow.

"Since this thing has happened, then the prince of Goryeo will arrive in this temple tomorrow, no fork must appear, this courtyard is not inhabited for the time being, and Boss Zhang's body should not be moved at will, senior brother, you go outside now and tell those Yulin soldiers, let them make their own arrangements and decide how to deal with this matter?"

"Okay master, I'll go right now."

The abbot's face was slightly relaxed at this time, and he turned his head to look at Feng Zili, and then looked at him with this kitchen knife and this door in his hand.

"And you go and take this piece of wood to the kitchen, and burn it at noon."

"Yes, master."

"But leave this lock behind."

453 really went to bring this door to the kitchen, less than a cup of tea, even the monks in the kitchen really couldn't stand it, really didn't expect that this powerless scholar was using a lot of strength to carry this door, and picked up such a big axe, if it was split at such a speed, wouldn't the entire temple be unable to eat in the morning.

The fat monk in charge of the kitchen snatched the kitchen knife directly from the box from the seal, and at this time he saw a little monk running over in a hurry, panting and shaking his head, looking very panicked in the current situation.

"Hurry, hurry, the prince of Goryeo has arrived, and the meal is about to start, you guys hurry up and get ready."

Feng Zili looked directly at the numb wood in front of him that was thrown by himself, and was stunned for a moment, and even the big fat monk in charge was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you in such a hurry, didn't you say you just came before dark? It's not noon yet, how did you get here? The time must have been changed in such a hurry, and we kitchen workers haven't had time to prepare these lunches yet. ”

"No, I just said that I would change the time, and I heard that someone died here, and he is still a generation of ceramic kings. So they've already got here, so hurry up and get some things to the front."

At this time, the kitchen began to be busy again, although it was very busy, but it was not chaotic, and everyone knew what to do.

For Feng Zili, the most important thing at present is to deal with the arrival of the Goryeo prince immediately, and this arrival will not be so simple, many things are planned.

In particular, does this death have anything to do with this Grandpa Liu?