Chapter 8 The old abbot is well maintained Director Song is straightforward

The four masters walked into the hall carrying two large wooden barrels, one containing green vegetables and tofu and the other containing rice.

In front of the two rows of long tables sat a long table, at the edge of which sat an old nun with her eyes closed.

This person is Abbot Huijue, and next to Abbot Huijue stands an elderly nun, Xiang Daimo and Lin Di recognized this person at a glance, she is Mrs. Nianci.

In front of her, dozens of nuns sat on benches, and on the long table in front of them were two wooden bowls, one large and one small, with a pair of wooden chopsticks on top of one of the large wooden bowls.

A nun is handing out salted duck eggs, and she puts a salted duck egg in front of everyone.

A salted duck egg, a bowl of green vegetable tofu, and a bowl of rice, this should be the lunch of these nuns.

As the saying goes, all evil originates from the word "greed", what is greedy? It's nothing more than the food in the mouth, the clothes on the body, this is people's most basic, the most instinctive need, after the problem of food and clothing is solved, people will think about something related to the seven emotions and six desires, if a person doesn't even have the desire for a tongue, I'm afraid other greed will be difficult to generate - full of warmth and lust, probably this is what it means!

We all know that Buddhism is not a place insulated from greed and sin. On the contrary, Buddhism is also a place where it is easier to hide the dirt because it is too far away from the eyes of the world.

When Director Song walked into the hall, Mrs. Nian Ci bent down and bowed her head to say something to Abbot Huijue, Abbot Huijue slowly opened his eyes, and then with the support of Mrs. Nianci, he slowly stood up and walked towards his comrades.

Abbot Huijue and Master Nian Ci led the comrades into a meditation room next to the entrance hall - this is where Abbot Huijue rests before fasting.

The two sides sat down and the conversation began.

"Why does Director Song have time to come to our temple?" Abbot Huijue said slowly.

Although Abbot Huijue's voice was very low, he was full of energy, probably because he was wearing a hat, it was difficult for Zhao Zimeng to guess her age, whether she was a Buddhist, and Abbot Huijue couldn't see a single wrinkle on his face - it can be seen that she is very well maintained.

In Zhao Zimeng's impression, the people in Buddhism basically have no blood on their faces, but Abbot Huijue is an exception, her complexion is very good, her cheeks are a little red in white, a little tender in red, a little delicate in tenderness, a little glamorous in Jiao, and a little bit in Yan, Zhao Zimeng couldn't say it well for a while.

Abbot Huijue has a string of Buddhist beads hanging on her right hand, and when she speaks, the Buddhist beads in her hand do not rest.

Director Song went straight to the point: "This is Director Wang of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and this is Captain Zhao of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Public Security Bureau." They came for the disappearance of Alchemy Luodan, who disappeared in Mingchen Nunnery, and Hui Jue, as the abbot of Mingchen Nunnery, had the responsibility to cooperate with the comrades to investigate the case. ”

"This-please rest assured Director Song, Nianci will definitely cooperate with the comrades' investigation." Abbot Huijue looked at Nian Ci Shi Taidao.

"I'm not suspicious of this, but this case needs your cooperation. So, Songshan, Henan, you will go over in a few days. ”

"Director Song, I'm afraid this is inappropriate! Huijue has already set a date for departure. ”

"This- you don't have to worry, I was already on the phone with Henan before I came. You can rest assured, Captain Zhao has been engaged in criminal investigation work for many years, and the team he leads has rich experience and has solved many difficult and major cases, so it will not be delayed for too long. ”

"People in Buddhism are talking about compassion, Lian Luodan's parents lost their beloved daughter, we should cooperate with the police to investigate this case clearly, give them an explanation, and give them justice."

"Huijue must cooperate - must cooperate - must cooperate."

"This is not only about a human life, but also about the reputation of Mingchen Nunnery and the entire Buddhist community."

"Hui Jue understands - Hui Jue understands."

"Abbot Huijue, you can have this attitude, this is very good, I hope you will actively cooperate with the comrades' investigation, Director Wang, do the comrades want to live in Mingchen Nunnery this afternoon?"

Zhao Zimeng looked at Director Wang, and then nodded.

"Abbot Huijue, Captain Zhao plans to move in this afternoon, and you can arrange the accommodation of your comrades."

"Huijue will arrange it immediately, how to solve the problem of comrades eating? I am worried that the comrades will not be used to the food in the monastery. ”

"Abbot Huijue, there is no problem with this, we just want to experience the life of the masters." Zhao Zimeng said.

"Okay, Nian Ci."

"Nian Ci is here."

"Nianci, you go and arrange the accommodation of the comrades, dare to ask how many comrades you have?"

"Seven people, six gay men, one lesbian."

"Nian Ci, let's arrange the comrades in the West Zen Temple!"

"Nianci will arrange it now." Nian Ci bowed, took a step back, and walked out of the meditation room.

"Director Song, then please follow Huijue to the hall to have some fasting food!"

"We've already had lunch. You go to eat first, let's go to the West Zen Monastery with Master Nian Ci to see the comrades' residences, and when we go back, where are Huijue and Captain Zhao talking? Director Song said.

"Nian Ci."

"Abbot, please command."

"After arranging the comrades' accommodations, you can lead the comrades to the quiet courtyard, where I will wait for the comrades."

The comrades went to the Western Zen Monastery with Nian Ci Shitai.

Do you remember? The missing Alchemist Luo Dan lives in the West Zen Temple.

The monks and nuns in the monastery live in two monasteries, east and west. To the west of the temple and to the north of the temple are also several meditation rooms, the Tibetan Sutra Hall, which are now being renovated.

There are nine meditation rooms in the West Zen Temple, and the two meditation rooms facing east are empty.

Master Nian Ci opened the door of the meditation room, and inside the meditation room was a large bunk, each of which could sleep seven or eight people. Mrs. Nian Ci found a few straw mats, bedding and bamboo pillows, as well as two wooden basins and two foot basins (the foot basin has three feet).

Mrs. Nianci's attitude has changed quite a bit from when Xiang Daimo and Lin Di first met: "Every morning and evening, someone will bring hot water. If there are any other requirements, the comrades just say it, and the poor nuns will definitely do it, but this monastery is different from other places, and the diet and daily life are very simple. Please bear with me. ”

Six men slept in the south meditation room, and Lin Di slept in the north meditation room.

All meditation rooms have corridors in front of them, and in the corridors are ropes pulled from them, which are apparently used to dry clothes.

There was a well in the middle of the yard, and the mouth of the well was covered with a wooden cover, on which was placed a wooden barrel, and on the edge of the well was a wooden shelf, on which there was a wheel, and at each end of the wheel there was a crank, and some ropes were wound around the wheel.

Standing on the edge of the well, looking up to the north, you can see a very high wooden shelf, a worker is sitting on a beam of a house wielding a hammer, the sound of the hammer hitting the iron nail in the air can be heard, that is the construction site where Master Chen is located, if you listen closely, you can also hear the sound of the craftsmen talking.

Master Chen's construction site is located in the Tibetan Scripture Hall to the north of the West Zen Temple, and the entire building of the Ming Chen Nunnery is climbed up a large gentle slope. Although the scale of the Jingwu Hall is not as large as the Daxiong Treasure Hall, it is much higher than the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and standing in the West Zen Temple, you can see the ridges and cornices raised by the Jingwu Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Hall.

Under the shadow of the ginseng pine and cypress, Mingchen Nunnery seems to be more and more secluded, and there are some mysterious things hidden in the seclusion. The mystery of the temple is reflected in the gray tones of the buildings, in the jagged buildings, and in the tall and dense shade of the trees.

"Mrs. Nianci, where is Jingping's room?"

"Thereβ€”" Nian Ci Shi Tai pointed to the third meditation room to the north (counting from east to west).

"Can we go in and have a look?"

"After Jingping left the temple, the others moved in."

Traces of a peaceful life are definitely gone.

"Before Jingping disappeared, how many people lived in the meditation room?"

"Just one person."

"How many people should live in a meditation room, why is there only one person in Jingping?"

"This is what Abbot Huijue explained. Whatever the abbot commanded, the poor nuns did as they were. ”

"Jingping must have something!"

"I don't know if she brought anything with her up the mountain, but after she left, we didn't see anything when we cleaned the meditation room."

The man was missing, and there was nothing left behind.

"Mrs. Nianci, we want to go in and have a look."

"Okay, everyone, please wait a moment, I'll come when I go."

After four or five minutes, Master Nian Ci led a young nun into the monastery, and the young nun had a butterfly-shaped scar on her right temple.

The young nun holds a key in her hand, which is fastened with a rope and the other end of the rope is tied to a belt. This was probably the only key she had.

The young nun unlocked the door and pushed open the door to the meditation room.

The inside of the meditation room, like other meditation rooms, is also a large shop. There was nothing but a table, a chair and a few wooden basins. There are two futons and two bamboo pillows.

On each side of the shop against the wall, there is a wooden box of the same yellow color, which is supposed to be used by the nuns to put things, and the wooden box has a lock nose and a buckle, but there is no lock. What could the nuns have of value? The nuns will not have privacy, all privacy is stored in the memory.

The young nun is called Ning He.

Ning He was left behind by Zhao Zimeng, and Nian Ci went to the hall to eat.

The two directors of Song Wang had a meeting in the afternoon, so they went down the mountain in advance.

Seven people sat on the bed, and Ning He sat on the chair in front of the table.

"Master Ninghe, where did you live?" Xiang Daimo looked at Ning He and asked.

"It's in this meditation room next to itβ€”" Ning He pointed to the east.

"How long have you been in the Ming Chen'an?"

"Ning He has been here for ten years."

Ning He's age was around thirty years old, which means that when she entered the monastery, she was about twenty years old.