The biggest change was in the eyes, and the eyes of the abbot of Huijue were bloodshot. Her eyes are not as calm and calm as everyone was when they first met.

Zhao Zimeng did not go around the bush with Abbot Huijue, and the interrogation started directly with two important pieces of physical evidence: "Abbot Huijue, you can take a look at these two things. ”

On the table in front of Zhao Zimeng was a bottle of perfume and a bottle of skin care products.

"I'm sorry, poor ni can't see clearly." Abbot Huijue squinted his eyes, leaned forward, and stretched his neck as if he was looking for it carefully—or discerning it carefully, "The poor nuns are old and dazzled, and it is becoming more and more difficult to see. ”

Zhao Zimeng stood up, picked up the perfume "Xiangdel" and the skin care product "Lan Guiren", and walked to the abbot of Huijue: "Huijue, you can see clearly." ”

Hui Jue raised his head, his eyes flickering and looking at Zhao Zimeng's face: "Poor Ni doesn't know what Captain Zhao wants to say?" ”

"Did you put these two things in the copper box?"

"Yes, this is what I put in the copper box."

"Did you take this up the mountain when you were a monk?"

"Not bad! What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this? ”

"When did you become a monk at Mingchen'an?"

"It was more than forty years ago—when I was nearly twenty years old, and Captain Zhao asked what was this for?"

"Lindy, you come and tell her." Zhao Zimeng returned to his seat and placed the two bottles on the table in front of Lin Di.

Lin Di picked up a bottle of perfume and said: "Huijue, you look carefully, this bottle of perfume is called 'Chandel' is a new product, it was only launched in 1990, it was produced by Shanghai Canon Cosmetics Co., Ltd., and this bottle of skin care product called 'Lan Guiren' was produced in 1985." ”

"You came to Mingchen Nunnery more than forty years ago to become a monk, how can you have these two things?"

Abbot Huijue's ** illness was committed again, and her eyes suddenly opened and closed like flashing lights, and the frequency was much faster than before; Her mandibles were squirming violently, and her body was contracting.

"Abbot Huijue, why don't you speak?" Zhao Zimeng said.

"Too much time has passed, and the poor nun's memory is not as good as day by day, and I remember that these two things were bought after I became a monk, and as for the year in which they were bought, the poor nun can't remember it really." Abbot Huijue's adaptability is very strong, and her psychological quality is also very strong, so when she speaks, the speed of speech is normal, and her sentences are very coherent, and the only thing she can't control is her eyes—her eyes blink even more.

"Huijue, you really know how to make up stories, you just insisted that these two things were things you used before you became a monk. Do you think we're all three-year-olds? You're only half right, these two things were indeed bought after you became a monk, but the person who bought them was definitely not you. ”

"You, a Buddhist person, buying this kind of thing doesn't match your identity! So, we concluded that these two things, and probably most of the contents of the copper box, should have been bought by a man. ”

Hui Jue was startled at first, and then said with a heartfelt voice: "Captain Zhao, you can think whatever you want, but you can't defile people's innocence!" Poor nuns have served the Buddha in Mingchen Nunnery for decades, and they have never done anything insulting to Buddhism! ”

Huijue's speed of speech was much faster all of a sudden-before this, Abbot Huijue's speech speed had always been very slow, since he was a Buddhist and an enlightened monk, if he couldn't inherit the Buddha's unfathomable and slow language style, then it would be a fart!

"It's a shame that you can still say it, you first promised to be a Buddha, and then served as the abbot of Mingchen Nunnery, and you actually did shameless deeds that insulted Buddhism in the pure place of Buddhism, and you even had the face to say the word 'innocence'."

"Captain Zhao, what did the poor nun do, to suffer such a basin of dirty sewage, you can say it, but the poor nun can't hear it in his ears."

"As the abbot, you actually did an obscene thing, and made a good and decent Ming Chen'an a miasma of smoke and filth."

"Adultery? Jokes, Mingchen Nunnery is all women, and if they do lewd things, they have to have men to do it! This sentence completely exposes Huijue's nature, and only people on the street and in the Qinglou will say such a thing - Huijue is a little out of shape.

"Very good, what you said is very good, there are indeed no men in Mingchen Nunnery, but there are men in Ziyunguan!"

Abbot Huijue was speechless for a while, her face was suddenly covered with a layer of gray, her upper body trembled, in winter, when people are relieved, because of the change in body temperature, the body will suddenly shiver. This is the current situation of Abbot Huijue.

Zhao Zimeng stood up and walked up to Abbot Huijue again, holding a yellow-colored note in his hand: "Huijue, look at what is written on this note?" ”

Zhao Zimeng unfolded the note and placed it in front of the abbot of Huijue, and the note read, "Purple Cloud View is True".

This time, Huijue was very obedient, she raised her head and looked carefully at the five words on the note.

Hui Jue pouted and blinked a few times: "Captain Zhao, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhao Zimeng's eyes were condescending, looking directly at Abbot Huijue's face, and some fine beads of sweat oozed out as far as Zhao Zimeng's vision could see, even under the brim of Abbot Huijue's hat.

"This is the third note we have received, in Mingchen Nunnery, there must be someone in the know, the ugly things you have done can no longer be contained, so I advise Abbot Huijue to be smarter, as the saying goes: 'The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore'. It's not too late to turn back, and if you are obsessed with it again, it will really be doomed. ”

"Since Captain Zhao said so, there is nothing for the poor nun to say. Amitabha. At the critical moment, Abbot Huijue brought out the "Buddha" again, but unfortunately, the "Buddha" may never hear the prayers and supplications of Abbot Huijue. Abbot Huijue has lived in Buddhism for so many years, and she knows "Buddha" better than anyone else.

"Abbot Huijue, you can keep silent, but I can't help but say, I can't hide it, last night, we went to the Purple Cloud Temple—we also stayed at the Purple Cloud Temple, and Elder Zhizhen was very cooperative, and he agreed to let us stay."

Abbot Huijue closed her eyes slightly, and she really didn't speak, but her eyes didn't close very naturally—her upper eyelids trembled a lot.

"At Ziyunguan, we learned about a very important situation."

Abbot Huijue still closed his eyes tightly, the Buddha beads in his hand are moving rapidly, the Buddha is really smart, these things invented by his old man are at a critical time, and they really start to work, a sentence "Amitabha", a string of Buddha beads, the eyes can be closed, these things have really helped Abbot Huijue a lot. In this world, only a Buddhist can close his eyes and continue to work. Normal people close their eyes, either fall asleep, or report to the underworld.

"There is a secret room in Mingchen Nunnery, and coincidentally, there is also a secret room under the Purple Cloud View Heart Palace-Zhizhen Elder's bedroom."

Several pairs of eyes were focused on Abbot Huijue's face and hands, and at this moment, Abbot Huijue was like a dead dog that had been skinned, and all the tendons under the fur were clearly distinguished.

"And the True Elder lives in the Heart Cultivation Palace, which is very strange - it also happens that there is a secret room under the quiet courtyard of Mingchen Nunnery, and there is also a secret room under the Purple Cloud View Heart Cultivation Palace."

"If we are not mistaken, these two secret rooms should be obscene caves, the difference is that the obscene cave of Mingchen'an is now empty, and the people in the obscenity cave may have been transferred to the obscene cave of Ziyunguan."

For the comrades, it is no longer so important for Abbot Huijue to say whether he speaks or not. But Zhao Zimeng couldn't help but express his attitude and thoughts.

"As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. If you are given a mirror, you will know that your eyes and the Buddhist beads in your hands have betrayed you, and you should be able to realize that the Buddhist beads in your hands are not as calm and calm as when we first saw you, you can control your mouth, but you can't control your eyes, and now, your upper eyelids are shaking very much. ”

At this time, Abbot Huijue was like a deflated ball, and the comrades had a feeling of joy, so Zhao Zimeng would not let go of this rare opportunity - Zhao Zimeng wanted to completely destroy the sanctimonious old demon nun sitting in front of him spiritually.

Hui Jue became a sculpture.

"It's the middle of winter, you don't wear more clothes than us, we already feel the biting chill, but there are a lot of sweat beads oozing from your forehead, you don't need to pretend anymore, if you don't wipe it, the sweat beads will roll down."

The sculpture remained unresponsive.

"You don't speak, it's your right, but I want to tell you, we have already laid a net in Ziyunguan, and it is really a matter of time before we are arrested, we just want to give you a chance now, and when we arrest the truth, it will be too late."

A few beads of sweat the size of beans were about to roll down, and Huijue raised his right hand and wiped it generously on his forehead several times with his sleeve. Covering up is not the way to go, and at this point, covering up has become meaningless.

The face of the abbot of Huijue is like ashes. One by one, the beads still slipped between Abbot Huijue's thumb and forefinger, but the rhythm was out of order.

Abbot Huijue still wants to continue to support it. This is determined by human nature, no matter what Zhao Zimeng says, as long as he can't produce strong evidence, Huijue will not lower his evil head.

It's called "don't cry when you don't see the coffin." ”

"Huijue, we don't have much time to entangle with you, we have already given you a chance."

Hui Jue simply closed his eyes tightly, and his two mouths were one by one, as if he was praying for something, just like the monks were praying in front of the Bodhisattva, and no one could hear clearly.

Everyone knows that even at the chanting meeting held by the famous blue temple, no one could understand what the monks were singing, and perhaps they were using a language that only bodhisattvas could understand. But I would venture to guess that even the prayer bearers themselves could not understand the songs they were singing.