Chapter 122: Temple Murder

Guan Li smiled and pinched his face, and the pinching was deformed.

Guan Yujin wrinkled her face and was still muttering in her mouth.

"Something happened to my little aunt... If you say so, Wenwen will... Not happy..."

Guan Li only then figured out that the kid's heart is here!

Zhao Yuean looked at him funny and patted Guan Li gently.

Guan Li put on and off Yu Jin and gave Zhao Yuean a place.

"Yu Jin, don't worry! The little aunt will be fine, everyone will be fine. ”

Zhao Yuean rubbed his short hair, and the soft hand felt very good.

"Really? That pull hook hook. ”

Seeing Chi Yujin firmly stretch out her little finger, Zhao Yuean was stunned.

If it weren't for Guan Li, she wouldn't have been able to get so many people's protection and love at this time.

She gently stretched out her finger and hooked Guan Yujin's little finger.

"Little aunt promises you, no one will be fine. When Wenwen recovered, we went out together. ”

Chi Yujin smiled happily and nodded vigorously.

Guan Yan and Guan Zhenhai saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

Zhao Yuean seems to have a kind of magic that can make everyone around her like her and want to help her.

Guan Yujin has been very worried since Wenwen's accident.

No matter how much my parents persuade me, they can't untie the knot.

But Zhao Yuean easily untied it and gave him back the strength.

After Guan Yan sent Guan Yujin back to sleep, Guan Zhenhai continued the topic just now.

"So, what are you going to do now?"

Guan Zhenhai is more concerned about their next actions.

Zhao Yuean said in a low voice: "There will definitely be victims in Famen Temple, as long as we find the victims in advance and protect them, the game of Chu Jing will be over." ”

"But if we protect one, what if he continues to harm others? This treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. ”

Guan Li didn't agree with Zhao Yue'an's idea, but he couldn't think of a better way.

Zhao Yue smiled.

"All I want is to catch him off guard, either he changes targets or flees immediately.

Either way, his people will be exposed.

I don't need to win anything, I just want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. ”

Zhao Yuean said firmly, and at that moment, she seemed to feel some kind of power.

At the same time, Guan Li and Guan Zhenhai glanced at each other.

Zhao Yue'an just now, like her father Zhao Qiming, was so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

Following

Famen Temple, Jijiang City.

In the smoky temple, incense is at its peak and crowded.

Many people burning incense and praying filled the main hall of the huge temple.

The presiding officer of the temple greeted and prayed for everyone's blessings.

Zhao Yuean wore sunglasses and stood not far away, looking at everything in the main hall.

"Say, does burning incense and praying really work?"

Guan Li smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked around from time to time.

"From ancient times to the present, faith has only been a spiritual pillar of psychological comfort and faith.

With faith, people can persevere in getting through the hard days.

And once you don't have it, the faith in your heart will be firmer.

Therefore, whether this kind of ritual works or not depends on whether the heart is strong or not. ”

Guan Li said a series of things, and Zhao Yuean gave him a blank look.

"If you say it, you don't say it, I won't Baidu Encyclopedia if you want to listen to this?"

Listening to Zhao Yue'an's obvious dislike, Guan Li laughed out loud.

"Isn't this talking to you and relaxing!"

"You are poor, is there any news from Jia Fan?"

Zhao Yuean always felt that something was wrong, according to their calculations, the time should be almost up, how could it be...

Guan Li also felt a little puzzled, why hasn't there been any movement yet?

At that moment, a small novice suddenly walked towards her.

"May I ask if it's Lord Zhao?"

The soft and crisp voice of the little novice looks innocent and steady.

"I am, little master is looking for me?"

As soon as Zhao Yue'an's voice fell, she saw Xiao Shami hand her an envelope.

"This was given to you by a benefactor surnamed Chu."

Zhao Yuean's pupils were shocked, and he slowly took the envelope.

When you open it, there's a piece of paper inside.

[An An, worthy of you. But you're late, and hopefully you'll be able to hurry up next. 】

Zhao Yuean was startled, threw the letter to Guan Li, and ran to the main hall.

Guan Li glanced at the contents of the letter and quickly chased after it.

While running towards the main hall, he called Jia Fan.

"Immediately check all the pilgrims in the temple and organize the monks who have not been in the temple together."

Before the incense people could understand what was going on, they were arranged together by a group of police officers who suddenly appeared.

Each person checks their identity one by one and makes sure that there is no problem before letting them leave.

And the monks in the temple have been organized together by Youjie and Zuo Ling.

After everything was arranged, Zhao Yuean had already stood in the main hall and circled three times.

It's been so long, and no one has died, which is abnormal.

She looked at the Buddha statue in the main hall, and suddenly saw that the eyes of the Buddha statue were bleeding.

"Boss, the monks in the temple said that their presiding officer is gone."

You Jie hurriedly ran in and said to Guan Li.

Before Guan Li could speak, he heard Zhao Yue'an behind him speak in a low voice.

"No need to look for him, he's here."

Everyone looked at Zhao Yue'an's words, and saw a three-meter-high Buddha statue hanging in the sky.

There was blood all over his body, and blood kept dripping from the top of his head and dripping onto the Buddha statue.

When the abbot was relieved, Zhao Yue'an saw it clearly.

A huge iron hook was hooked on the host's body, which went straight through the abbot's chest and fished him into the air.

But Zhao Yue'an remembered that before receiving Chu Jing's envelope, the abbot was still talking to the pilgrims in the main hall.

So how did those people do it, and instantly hang the host in mid-air?

She squatted down, reached out and touched the abbot's artery, and was startled.

His whole body was already cold, cold and cold, it couldn't be that he had just died.

And who was the abbot they had just seen?

Guan Li saw Zhao Yuean's expression, and also leaned over to look at the corpse.

He suddenly reached out and touched the abbot's robe.

"Why is it so trendy?"

"What tide?"

Zhao Yuean frowned and asked.

Guan Li pointed to the abbot's robe and said in a low voice: "His robe and clothes are all damp, and some places are still wet and cold. ”

Zhao Yuean looked back at the Buddha statue fiercely, and climbed directly to the Buddha's eyes without caring about any disrespect.

She touched the nearby blood and glanced at the beam above.

"I know how the abbot died."

She jumped off the Buddha statue, grabbed the monk next to her and asked, "Where is the biggest refrigerator here?" ”

"There is no refrigerator in the temple, only an ice cellar, in the basement of the back kitchen..."

Before the monk finished speaking, Zhao Yuean had already run out.

Guan Li hurriedly followed her and let people take care of the scene.

Zhao Yuean ran to the back kitchen and walked quickly down to the ice cellar, and the cold air on her face made her shiver.

When Guan Li chased in, he hurriedly took off his clothes and draped them on her.

But he looked at Zhao Yue'an, who was stunned, and his eyes also looked ahead, and he was dumbfounded.