After a while, Zhao Zimeng and the people standing at the entrance of the cave could only see the afterglow of the lights.

This narrow wooden ladder is arranged at a fifteen-degree angle downward.

After Xiang Daimo walked down the wooden ladder about five meters long, he entered a space of about ten square meters, which was a secret room.

It's dimly lit, unlit, and the air smells old.

Xiang Daimo picked up the lamp and explored around.

He found five large wooden boxes about 60 centimeters long, 40 centimeters wide, and 30 centimeters high placed side by side in the corners of the wall.

He stepped forward and took a closer look, and the wooden boxes were unlocked and covered with dust.

Linghu Yunfei had already gone down to the secret room at this time, and Xiang Daimo handed him the lamp.

Ling Hu Yunfei held two lamps to illuminate it, and Xiang Daimo opened the wooden boxes one by one in order.

Two of the wooden boxes contained monks' robes and robes.

The other three wooden chests contained some scriptures.

The space was airtight, underground, damp and cold.

The scriptures had been glued together, and the contents of the box had not been turned over for a long time.

Similarly, the robes and robes inside the wooden box were also wet and smelled of mildew.

Except for the wooden chest, there was nothing else in the chamber.

Xiang Daimo opened the monk's robe and robe one by one, and took the scriptures one by one, and carefully examined them, but found nothing.

In the end, the two men decided to take the three boxes of scriptures out of the secret room.

The two guessed that if it was an ordinary scripture, with the intention of cultivating the abbot, he would not have stored it so carefully in the secret room.

The two struggled to move the wooden box out of the chamber.

The people found that these scriptures were glued together, and it seemed that they could only look at the contents after they had cooled and dried.

After seeing the cover of the scriptures, Zen Master Puji and Zen Master Kongyun said with great certainty: These scriptures are books that Abbot Qingfeng often reads.

"Two Zen masters, have the abbots read these scriptures?"

"I have not seen him read these scriptures." Zen Master Kongyun said.

"I'm afraid that Xiu Neng's reading is just a show, and his mind is not on these scriptures." Puji Zen Master said.

"If the poor monk didn't guess wrong, the scripture book under the pillow seat is likely to be the construction plan of the Cold Moon Temple, and the pages we saw just now may be the construction plan of the underground palace."

"The golden Buddha in the underground palace should be one big and four small, a total of five." Zen Master Kongyun said.

"If the Golden Buddha is in the hands of cultivators, he should be hidden in the secret room. The strange thing is that there are only two boxes of clothes and three boxes of scriptures in the secret room, so doesn't Xiu Neng know the mechanism of the secret room? "For the sake of the Zen master Dao.

"If Abbot Qingfeng passes on the position of abbot to Xiu Neng, he should tell him the mechanism of the secret room." Zen Master Puji said, "The scripture under the pillow should be placed in the secret room. The poor monk dared to conclude that Xiu Neng must know the mechanism of the secret room. ”

After lunch, Zhao Zimeng and his party returned to the criminal investigation team, and they wanted to inquire about the abbot of Xiuneng and the water purification.

The first person to be brought into the interrogation room was Pure Water.

Zhao Zimeng wanted to open the gap from his body first.

Pure Water was wearing the clothes he had worn when he left the Cold Moon Temple—a gray monk's robe, with gray bandages on his trouser legs, white cloth socks, and gray cloth shoes on his feet.

There is a string of hanging beads around the neck, and the neckline reveals several water chestnut-colored Buddha beads.

Zhao Zimeng looked at the acolyte, and had not paid attention to him before.

The Pure Water Heavenly Court is narrow, there are four obvious horizontal lines on the forehead, and there are three long, short and oblique vertical lines in the shape of "Chuan" between the eyebrows.

His temples are sunken, his cheekbones are protruding, his right eye is higher, his nostrils are triangular, and his chin is crooked to one side.

Pure Water raised land to leave the Cold Moon Temple and came to this unfamiliar criminal investigation team, looking a little cramped and uneasy.

Lin Di was in charge of recording this inquiry, and there was a tape recorder on the table.

"Tell me your name."

"Clean water."

"What's the common name?"

"Duan Youwei."

There was a piece of paper on the table in front of Zhao Zimeng, on which was the situation of cultivation and water purification that Ma Jianping sorted out from the log of Cold Moon Temple.

"Age?"

"Born in May of 54."

"Where are you from?"

"Henan Tianshui."

"When did you leave home?"

"Seventy years."

"Why do you want to become a monk?"

"There are many brothers and sisters in the family, and I can't survive in a famine year, so on the way to escape the famine, my parents left me in the Cold Moon Temple - at that time, I was very sick, and my parents left me there in order to save my life."

"When did you start working as an acolyte beside Abbot Xiuneng?"

"The second year after becoming a monk. At first, he meditated and chanted with his master, and then became a monk-in-waiting. ”

"Is the masked black-clothed man seen by the monks in the temple you and the abbot of Xiu Neng?"

“…… Yes. ”

"What are you looking for in the monastery if you don't sleep at night?"

"There are rumors of the underground palace and the Golden Buddha in Lengyue Temple, and the master is ...... I want to find a mechanism to enter the dungeon. ”

"Oh? The result? ”

"Nothing was found."

"Nothing? No, are you telling the truth? ”

"I really didn't find anything! The master and I kept staring at those craftsmen, and the master thought that those craftsmen would come into contact with the secret passage mechanism of the underground palace during the overhaul, but until the overhaul was over, we didn't find it. ”

"As far as we know, after that overhaul, the masked man in black was no longer active. Why don't you keep looking? ”

"Before, the master and I spent a lot of effort searching, and that overhaul was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but after the overhaul was over, we still couldn't find the mechanism to enter the dungeon, and the master was a little discouraged, so he didn't look for it."

Pure Water paused for a moment, and then said: "But Master, he didn't expect that the secret passage of this underground palace was actually in the well of the East Zen Temple!" ”

"Where have you been looking for in the temple?"

"Yingxia Palace, Daxiong Treasure Palace, Abbot Zen Temple, Linggu Tower, the most visited place is Daxiong Treasure Palace. The master has always believed that the secret passage to enter the underground palace must be in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. ”

"Clean water, we are looking for you to understand the situation, we are giving you a chance, if you deliberately conceal the facts and deceive the police, once we find out the facts, you will be guilty of one more degree. You should understand the truth that the legal net is magnificent, and negligence is not leaky. ”

"The poor monk understands that since Pure Water went to Lengyue Temple to become a monk, the master has taken care of Pure Water in every detail, so Pure Water listens to the master for everything."

"Do you know how Abbot Qingfeng died?"

"Didn't Abbot Qingfeng die of illness?"

"You really don't know anything about it?"

"Pure water really doesn't know anything. Before Abbot Qingfeng died of illness, the master had been serving Abbot Qingfeng, and the water purification was served to the master later. ”

"Someone in the temple suspected that there was something wrong with the death of Abbot Qingfeng, and after our examination, he died of poisoning."

"Comrade policeman, are you saying that Abbot Qingfeng was poisoned to death? Impossible, right? Pure Water looked incredulous.

"Huizheng, Weihe, and Zen Master have already examined the bones of Abbot Qingfeng, can this be fake?"

"How so? How can you be disrespectful to Abbot Qingfeng, how can his coffin be opened at will? Amitabha Buddha ......"

"If the coffin is not opened, how can we find out the cause of Abbot Qingfeng's death, his death is unknown, and he will not be at ease if he knows it." Zhao Zimeng said.

When Pure Water suddenly heard this message, he closed his eyes in pain and recited the Buddha, Zhao Zimeng couldn't care about his emotions, so he could only continue to inquire.

"Are you literate?"

"Pure water knows some words, but it is limited."

Zhao Zimeng took out a plastic bag from the leather bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and took out a book from it - the scripture found under the pillow of the meditation bed in the Xiuneng Meditation Room.

Zhao Zimeng took the scripture, stood up, and walked with Jingshui: "Jingshui, have you seen this scripture?" ”

Jingshui took the scripture, turned a few pages, and then said: "Jingshui has seen this scripture, and the master often reads this scripture - all after dark. ”

"Did Xiu Neng tell you what is written in this scripture?"

"No, the master doesn't say, it's not good to ask more about water purification. Pure water has read the pictures in the book. The master also took this sutra to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to see Guanyin Bodhisattva - read it many times. ”

The lotus seat on the scriptures is exactly the same as the lotus seat of the underground palace and the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and if you can go to see the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you should be looking for the mechanism.

Zhao Zimeng handed the autopsy report written by Cheng Qiushui to the hand of Pure Water, "Pure Water, this is our autopsy report, you can see it clearly." ”

Pure Water took the report and looked at it: "However, Abbot Qingfeng has been sick for a long time, and the poor monk doesn't think it's poisoned?" ”

"Here's a picture we took at the post-mortem, you can take a look."

Zhao Zimeng immediately handed the photo to the hand of the water purifier.

After looking at the photo, Pure Water raised his head and looked at Zhao Zimeng: "Could it be that my master killed Abbot Qingfeng?" ”

Pure water looked frightened, not like it was pretending.

"Your abbot has put chronic medicine in the diet of Abbot Qingfeng. This chronic medicine can only accumulate to a certain amount and reach a certain period of time before the body will have problems. Outsiders simply can't detect it. ”

"This ...... How so? "Pure water was speechless for a while.

"Pure water, don't you have anything to say to us?"

"I see."

"What do you understand?"

"Master, he is proficient in pharmacology, and when he is sick, he never asks Huizheng and Zen Master to see. It's all my own medicine, and he won't let me tell anyone. In the Cold Moon Temple, no one knew that my master would take the pulse and use medicine. ”

"That overhaul, have you and Xiu Neng ever been to the East Zen Temple?"

"We go to the dormitory of the East Zen Monastery for three meals a day. Except for eating, the master didn't care about the well in the East Zen Temple. Who would have thought that the secret tunnel mechanism was on the wall of the well? Last night, when the master returned to the abbot's monastery, he was very annoyed. ”

"What is Abbot Xiuneng upset about?"

The master was angry that he didn't take the well in the East Zen Temple seriously. Although the master had also seen two craftsmen digging wells, he just looked at them and didn't take them to heart. ”

"In the temple, who often goes to the East Zen Temple to see Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao digging wells?"

"Supervisor Cheng and Fa Zheng Master and Apprentice often go. However, it was my master who told Supervisor Cheng to keep an eye on the two craftsmen. Supervisor Cheng has always been serious in his work, as long as it is the thing given to him by the master, he will complete it without compromise and meticulously. ”

The statement of pure water is the same as that of cultivation, and they all believe that the deaths of Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao have nothing to do with Jiecheng and Fazheng.