"Captain Zhao, you're right, when the poor monk was checking the pulse of Abbot Qingfeng, he found that his pulse was getting weaker and weaker."

"Before, the poor monk often checked his pulse, and the pulse was safe and his spirit was good. But later, Abbot Qingfeng's mental state became weaker and weaker. All of these happened after Xiu Neng served Abbot Qingfeng. ”

"Supervisor Jueshui, you go on." Zen Master Huizheng expressed the doubts in his heart for many years.

"Since Master Huizheng also has doubts, the poor monk will not go around the corner. The poor monk and the Puji Zen master agreed to the comrades of the criminal investigation team to open the coffin for an autopsy. If you two don't object, Jueshui will call the monks and announce the matter. ”

Supervisor Jueshui has always spoken directly and never dragged mud and water.

"The poor monk has no opinion, the abbot of Qingfeng is not clear, the temple is covered with dark clouds, and he should have sought justice for the abbot a long time ago." Zen Master Kongyun resolutely said.

"The poor monk is also thinking about this, the abbot of Qingfeng has knowledge under the spring, he will definitely agree with us to redress his grievances!" Zen Master Huizheng said, "Jueshui, the poor monk doesn't need to alarm the other monks, this matter can be settled." ”

"Hmm...... It is more appropriate to do this quietly, everyone is only suspicious, and there is no evidence at all, in case ...... "Zen Master Huizheng is a person who acts quite cautiously.

"The poor monk agrees with Huizheng's opinion." In order to say to the Zen master, "This matter should not be publicized, just a few of our old people will know." If there is any problem, we will bear it together. ”

"This matter can be decided by the abbot of Puji and the supervisor of Jueshui." Zen Master Kongyun said.

"Without further ado, Captain Zhao, but it's better to do it in secret, the poor monk is afraid that the impact will not be good." Zen Master Huizheng still has some concerns.

"Zen Master Puji, you can speak." Supervisor Jueshui looked at Puji Zen Master expectantly.

Zen Master Puji nodded, acquiescing to this action.

Zhao Zimeng and the others have already been gearing up, and they are most looking forward to the results of the open coffin autopsy.

If the abbot of Qingfeng really died from the conspiracy of cultivating energy, perhaps he could use this as a breakthrough to pry open the mouth of cultivation and water purification.

Lice don't feel itchy!

Killing Abbot Qingfeng is a capital crime, and since it is a capital crime, Xiu Neng may confess to the crime of killing Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao.

"Jueshui, you take care of the front, don't let other monks go to the back mountain." Puji Zen Master said.

"Okay, I'll ask Master Zhou Jialiang to bring two people to assist you, and it won't be long before they help." Supervisor Jueshui said, "I'll go and tell Master Zhou now." Supervisor Jueshui turned around and walked out of the meditation room.

Or the supervisor of Jueshui is thoughtful.

After Supervisor Jueshui walked out of the meditation room, Zhao Zimeng and his entourage, Zen Master Puji, Zen Master Kongyun, Zen Master Huizheng, and Zen Master Weihe also walked out of the abbot Zen Monastery, and then walked out of the back door of the monastery as if nothing happened.

Zen Master Puji left Jingneng outside the back door, just in case, although there are not many monks in the temple, no one can guarantee that no monks will run to the back mountain.

The group marched to the cemetery on the west side of the stupa.

More than two dozen graves of varying sizes, heights, are hidden under a dense field of camphor and holly trees.

The grave of Abbot Qingfeng is on a relatively abrupt mound, and the tombstone is facing the Cold Moon Temple.

The tomb of the abbot Qingfeng is very clean, and there are no weeds.

Zen Master Puji walked around the tomb and did not see a rat hole, as if someone had just added soil to it. Other graves were not so lucky, not only were there many mouse holes, but weeds were also growing and the soil on the graves had collapsed a lot.

Zen Master Huizheng said that he often saw Xiu Neng weeding and adding soil to the tomb of the abbot of Qingfeng, and on the surface, Xiu Neng's feelings for the abbot of Qingfeng were very deep!

In retrospect, this behavior seems contrived and hypocritical. The abbot of Xiuneng Xu is putting on a show, and how many elements of sincere repentance are may only be known to him.

Zhao Zimeng looked around, and inadvertently, his eyes swept to the tomb of Supervisor Cheng not far away.

There are two bowl-sized holes on the grave behind the tombstone of Supervisor Jiecheng, the soil above the hole has collapsed, and there are several thorns growing obliquely on the grave, and the weeds around the grave grow very high and many.

It was autumn, and the grass lost its vitality and began to wither and wither.

After a while, Master Zhou came with four craftsmen, one of whom was Wang Biao.

The five people carried a shovel on their shoulders, and Zhou Jialiang and Wang Biao each held a steel drill in their hands, which was exactly the same as the steel drill that Xiang Daimo saw in the secret passage.

After Zhao Zimeng and Zhou Jialiang explained a few words, Zhou Jialiang waved his hand, and five people surrounded the grave and began to dig the soil.

Before digging the soil, Zen Master Puji led Zen Master Kongyun, Zen Master Huizheng and Zen Master Weihe to kneel in front of the stone tablet, kowtowed to Abbot Qingfeng three times, and lit a stick of incense to show respect.

In less than twenty minutes, Wang Biao dug a corner of the sarcophagus.

So, five men continued digging along the edge of the corner, stretching to both sides.

Half an hour later, the sarcophagus was half exposed.

The carved pattern on the lid is still visible.

Zen Master Puji said that when the abbot Qingfeng was buried, he was originally going to use a wooden coffin, but Xiu Neng insisted on asking a craftsman to chisel a sarcophagus, so everyone did not insist anymore.

Xiu Neng was the new abbot, and he decided to bury the abbot Qingfeng in a sarcophagus, which was approved by all the monks.

Moreover, Abbot Qingfeng is a high-ranking monk admired by everyone, and he is also worthy of the level of sarcophagus.

At that time, some people also proposed to build a relic, so that the abbot Qingfeng who had passed away could sit in the pagoda.

But in those years, the years were turbulent, and the construction of the relics pagoda was delayed, and the idea of cultivating the sarcophagus just made up for the shortcomings of some people.

Now that I think about it, maybe the cultivation of energy should be done for the monks to see.

After a few more minutes, all the soil on the lid of the coffin was cleared.

The five men dug the earth around the sarcophagus half a man deep, sixty or seventy centimeters wide.

People and steel drills need a little space when prying the coffin lid.

There is a groove between the sarcophagus and the lid, but at the moment it looks like it fits perfectly from the outside.

In order to ensure airtightness, when the sarcophagus and the coffin lid were buried, the workers filled a lot of glutinous rice juice and lime between the coffin lid.

Zhou Jialiang and Wang Biao used the flat head part of the steel drill to remove the adhesive clean, and then inserted the head of the steel drill into the gap between the sarcophagus and the coffin lid, and tried to pry it a few times.

Soon, a gap was revealed between the sarcophagus and the lid.

Zhou Jialiang, who was standing next to the gap, suddenly turned his body to the right, because he instantly felt the air flow rushing out of the gap, and this air flow was extremely strange.

After the airflow gradually disappeared, Zhou Jialiang and Wang Biao inserted the head of the steel drill into the same slit and pressed down at the same time.

With a "click-click" sound, the gap between the sarcophagus and the coffin lid grew larger and longer.

When the gap reached three or four centimeters, the other three craftsmen took advantage of the situation to insert the shovel handle into the gap.

Zhou Jialiang first took out the steel drill, walked to the other side of the sarcophagus, and inserted the steel drill into the gap.

Several people began to exert force at the same time, and soon, the gap between the sarcophagus and the coffin lid spread to all sides.

This indicates that the lid and sarcophagus have been completely separated.

Zhao Zimeng waved his hand, and everyone walked to the sarcophagus together and put their hands into the gap.

Before opening the sarcophagus, Zen Master Puji led Kongyun, Huizheng, Weihe and the three Zen masters to kneel in front of the stone tablet and prayed for a while, and then kowtowed three times reverently.

Zhao Zimeng led the people of the criminal investigation team, Zhou Jialiang led four apprentices, and kowtowed three times while learning from the three Zen masters.

On such occasions, everyone can only follow the local customs.

After the salute, Zhou Jialiang walked up to Zhao Zimeng: "Captain Zhao, I shouted the trumpet, and everyone worked together to lift the coffin lid to the mound." ”

"Okay, you command, let's work together."

"Listen, I shouted 'one, two, three,' and when I shouted 'three,' everyone lifted the lid of the coffin at the same time, and when I said 'go,' everyone began to walk towards the mound on the south side. When I say 'let's go', everybody goes down. ”

"Master, shout!" Wang Biao said.

"Okay, I shouted: one-two-three."

Everyone worked together to lift the lid of the coffin.

"Let's go!"

Everyone began to move, laboriously lifting the coffin lid slowly above the mound, everyone's faces were red, and Zhao Zimeng's forehead was bruised.

This sarcophagus is really genuine, and the materials are not sloppy at all!

"Put!"

Everyone slowly lowered the lid of the coffin on the mound.

At this time, Xiao Changsong, Feng Yiming and Cheng Qiushui walked out of the back door of the temple and walked towards the cemetery.

Although Zen Master Huizheng can also conduct an autopsy, Zhao Zimeng still hopes that Xiao Changsong will come, Xiao Changsong, Feng Yiming and Cheng Qiushui are full-time personnel after all.

Zhao Zimeng stepped forward, and I held Xiao Changsong's hand: "Xiao Lao, thank you for your hard work." ”

"We're late!" Xiao Changsong said.

"You're here just in time, we just opened the lid of the coffin."

Zhao Zimeng led the three people to the sarcophagus.

At this time, others were already standing around the sarcophagus.

Zen Master Huizheng was looking inside the sarcophagus with the abbot of Puji, Zen Master Kongyun, and Zen Master Weihe, with a solemn expression, constantly turning the Buddha beads in his hand, and whispering something.

Everyone stepped forward to take a closer look, and a skeleton was sitting in a stone coffin.

On the shin of the corpse hangs a string of Buddhist beads, which are agate Buddhist beads that Abbot Qingfeng never left during his lifetime.

The robes and robes on Abbot Qingfeng's body have completely decayed and dissolved, and they no longer exist.

There are only a few layers of cloth left in the middle of the sole, and even these layers of cloth are almost rotten.

Hui Zheng has already come to a conclusion with the naked eye: "Sure enough, as I expected, Xiu Neng really did something to the diet of the abbot of Qingfeng - this fierce god and demon. ”

"Abbot Qingfeng is dedicated to the Buddha and kind-hearted, he never dreamed of dying at the hands of his most trusted cultivator." Filled with righteous indignation and gritted his teeth for the Zen master.

The words of Zen Master Huizheng and Zen Master Weihe are not without reason, everyone really sees it: the bones of Abbot Qingfeng are obviously black.

Zhao Zimeng led Xiao Changsong to Huizheng Zen Master and Weihe Zen Master, and introduced: "Old Xiao, this is Huizheng Zen Master, this is for He Zen Master, the monks in the temple are sick, and they are all Huizheng and Weihe two Zen masters to take the pulse and use medicine. Two Zen masters, this is the forensic doctor Xiao Changsong. ”