The three of them hurried back to the Cold Moon Temple, wanting to try their luck.

If the lights in Puji Zen Master's meditation room were still on, Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei, and Ma Jianping would want to bother him again.

Right now, there's nothing more important than the Buddha beads! If you don't understand the matter of the two Buddha beads, Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Ma Jianping won't be able to sleep.

Zhao Zimeng knew in his heart that in comparison, on the issue of Buddha beads, the abbot of Xiuneng provided too little information compared to Puji Zen Master, and seemed to be a little passive and passive.

In fact, the abbot of Xiu Neng could have provided Zhao Zimeng with more information, but he didn't.

Why? Could it be that the abbot of Cheng Neng is avoiding something?

Of course, Zhao Zimeng did not ask the abbot of Xiu Neng like he asked Zen Master Puji.

The environment at that time did not allow Zhao Zimeng to ask so much, people's thinking is inert, if you don't ask, the other party will generally not take the initiative to say, and Puji Zen Master is no exception.

The three of them took advantage of the moonlight to arrive at the Cold Moon Temple, but they found that the mountain gate had been closed, and the entire Cold Moon Temple was shrouded in darkness and silence.

Linghu Yunfei tapped three times on the door: "Knock-knock-knock." ”

"It's coming—it's coming!" A hoarse, old voice came from inside the gate.

When going down the mountain, Zhao Zimeng once took care of the old Zen master who guarded the door, and they would go back to Lengyue Temple in a while.

The old Zen master said that the abbot of Xiuneng had already told him that the public security comrades could leave the temple or enter the temple whenever they wanted.

There was a sound of the door bar coming from inside the door, and after a while, half of the door slowly opened.

"Master, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Zimeng said apologetically.

"It's not hard, you can call me anytime if you need to." The old monk was kind and tight, without the slightest complaint.

"Master, your Dharma name is ......" Zhao Zimeng had never cared about this gatekeeper before.

"Captain Lao Zhao asked, the poor monk's law is empty." The old monk replied.

The three of them walked into the mountain gate.

The old monk then closed the door.

Linghu Yunfei picked up the door bar next to it and put it in the groove of the deadbolt.

Zen Master Kongyun looked at Linghu Yunfei gratefully.

Zhao Zimeng suddenly remembered the matter of the Buddha beads at this moment, and stared at the neck of Zen Master Kongyun.

Zen Master Kongyun wears a monk's robe and a pair of gray monk's pants underneath.

He didn't have beads around his neck.

Maybe he just got out of bed, who would wear Buddha beads while sleeping!

"Master Kongyun, thank you." Zhao Zimeng said.

"Amitabha." Zen Master Kongyun took a step back and gave Zhao Zimeng a salute.

Ling Hu Yunfei and Ma Jianping also noticed that the old monk's erection neck was empty.

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, then walked towards the east transept.

When they walked out of the east ear room on the east side of the Yingxia Palace, the three of them saw that the light in the meditation room of the Puji Zen Master was still on—the only light in the entire West Zen Temple.

The three of them strode towards the gate of the West Zen Temple.

They crept up to the second floor, then cautiously walked to the door of the meditation room.

The door to Puji's meditation room was closed.

Several people stood at the door and listened, and the sound of chanting came from inside the meditation room, but the sound was very small, and it was impossible to hear what Zen Master Puji was chanting.

Puji Zen Master is diligent in Buddhist affairs, and it is so late, and he is still participating in Zen Buddhism, and the three of them suddenly respect in their hearts.

It's hard to stay up in the long night, and it's even harder to recite the scriptures in the long night.

The three of them stood outside the door, waiting for Zen Master Puji to finish reciting the scriptures.

The chanting ended abruptly: "Please come in." ”

Master Puji noticed the movement when the three of them entered the temple gate, and just waited for them to come to the door.

Although the footsteps of the three people were very soft, Zen Master Puji had already sensed it.

Zhao Zimeng gently pushed open the door.

Zen Master Puji sat on the meditation bed, turning the beads rhythmically in his hands.

The little master Jing Neng has already fallen asleep.

Master Puji motioned for the three of them to sit down on chairs.

"Zen Master Puji, I'm really sorry, we saw that the light in your meditation room was on, so we came to ......." Zhao Zimeng felt sorry for disturbing the monks' rest at night.

"Before the poor monk goes to meditation every day, it is still early. Captain Zhao, you must have something very important. Zen Master Puji didn't wait for Zhao Zimeng to finish speaking, and continued, in fact, he didn't rest, he just guessed that Zhao Zimeng and they would definitely come.

"We can't hide anything from the Zen master, we do have something important to ask the Zen master."

"Captain Zhao, please speak."

"We want to know, in the Cold Moon Temple, in addition to the abbot of Xiu Neng and the supervisor of Jiecheng who died of illness, what other monks have crystal beads?"

"Crystal beads are not ordinary magic weapons, not ordinary monks."

"What do you mean to say that in the Cold Moon Temple, only the abbot of Xiu Neng and the admonition have crystal beads."

"The old man has been in the Cold Moon Temple for most of his life, and as far as I know, it is true that only the two of them have crystal beads. Previously, Lao Yu told Captain Zhao that the Buddha beads of the abbot of Xiu Neng were on the neck of the Kongyun Zen Master, the one guarding the door. ”

"This kind of crystal beads has been passed down from generation to generation by the old abbot." Zen Master Puji looked at Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Ma Jianping with puzzled expressions, and emphasized one sentence in particular.

Zen Master Puji's emphasis should have a particularly deep subtext.

"Zen Master Puji, if there are one or two less of these crystal Buddha beads, can they be matched again?"

"The things handed down by the old abbot are different from ordinary Buddhist beads, and it is difficult to match them."

"What if I replace it with other beads?"

"You can replace it with other Buddha beads, the color of the outside of the Buddha beads is almost the same, and you can't see it if you don't smash it."

"How many beads are there?"

"It's 109."

Now, listening to what Zen Master Puji said, Zhao Zimeng can't help but include the abbot of Xiu Neng in his sight, Jiecheng is dead, and he wants to pay more attention to the abbot of Xiu Neng.

Of course, he will not give up the line of Supervisor Cheng and Fa Zheng, and Fa Zheng, who was once inseparable from Cheng Cheng, didn't he leave the temple!

The Buddhist beads around the neck of the monk Kongyun Zen Master were awarded to him by the abbot of Xiu Neng ten years ago.

This means that when Liu Abao was killed, the string of crystal hanging beads was still hanging around the neck of the abbot of Xiuneng.

Zhao Zimeng was stunned for a long time, and then said, "Zen Master Puji, we have a disrespectful request. ”

"What do you need the poor monk to do, Captain Zhao just orders."

"We want to borrow something from Zen Master Puji."

Master Puji took the beads from his neck: "Do you want to borrow this string of beads to use?" ”

"The Zen master can actually see our minds."

"The poor monk also has a string of Buddhist beads, and this string of Buddhist beads was given to Captain Zhao. You and I are destined people. ”

"This is a Buddhist weapon, we are ordinary people, and after we use it, we must return it in time."

"Monks and laymen are connected, and in the mortal world, wearing Buddha beads is not a new thing, please Captain Zhao smile. Needless to say. If I refuse, I will take it back. ”

"Thank you, Master Puji. Then I'll be ashamed. Zhao Zimeng stood up and took the beads in the hands of Zen Master Puji with both hands, "Thank you, Zen Master, we are leaving." ”

Zen Master Puji sent the three people outside the door and watched their backs disappear at the top of the stairs.

Linghu Yunfei knew Zhao Zimeng's intention to borrow Buddhist beads, and Zen Master Puji already knew what Zhao Zimeng was going to do.

Zhao Zimeng wanted to exchange the Lu Turquoise stone beads given to him by Puji Zen Master for the crystal beads around the neck of Zen Master Kongyun.

Although this is a bit obscene and immoral, it has to be done in order for the truth of this case to be revealed as soon as possible.

Moreover, many details in the case have not yet been determined, and it is not good to ask Zen Master Kongyun directly for the string of hanging beads, so Zhao Zimeng had to use this method of bartering to temporarily borrow the Buddhist beads of the old monk guarding the door.

It is expected that this crystal Buddha bead is stone, and the Lu Songshi Buddha bead is also stone, and the weight of the two should be about the same.

The sound of friction and contact between the beads is also about the same.

The crystal beads have been worn around the neck of Zen Master Kongyun for ten years, and he should be familiar with the weight of the beads and the sound they make when they rub and collide.

Exchange turquoise beads for crystal beads, and Master Kongyun shouldn't find out!

Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei and Ma Jianping walked into the East Zen Monastery and called Xiang Daimo - Xiang Daimo and a few others were not sleepy for the time being, and were sitting in the meditation room and discussing the case in a whisper.

Before the four of them walked out of the east ear room, Zhao Zimeng and Xiang Daimo muttered to each other for a while.

After Xiang Daimo nodded a few times in understanding, Zhao Zimeng walked towards the mountain gate, and Xiang Daimo flashed under the window of the gatehouse.

Xiang Daimo was carrying a bag in his hand, which contained the string of Lu pine stone hanging beads that Zen Master Puji had just given to Zhao Zimeng.

Linghu Yunfei walked to the door and called softly, "Master Kongyun, I'm sorry to disturb again, we want to go down the mountain." ”

"Please wait a minute." The sound of the old monk getting up came from inside the room.

After a while, the oil lamp was turned on, and Master Kongyun put on his clothes, opened the door, and walked to the mountain gate.

At this moment, Xiang Daimo quickly flashed into the room, replaced the Buddha beads hanging on the back of the chair with the Buddhist beads in the leather bag, and covered a pair of pants with the Buddha beads—the string of Buddhist beads was already placed under the pants.

When Zen Master Kongyun took the door bar, Zhao Zimeng and Zen Master Kongyun said a lot of polite words.

The purpose of talking to Zen Master Kongyun is to buy more time for Xiang Daimo, and it takes some effort to find the Buddha beads.

Of course, these polite words are indeed from the heart, in order to make up for the guilt of stealing the old monk's Buddhist beads.

The fact is that as soon as Xiang Daimo entered the room, he saw a chair next to the bed, and a pair of gray monk's pants and a cloth strap of leggings hung on the chair.

Xiang Daimo intuitively picked up his pants and cloth strap, and saw the string of Buddhist beads hanging on the back of the chair.

Seeing Xiang Daimo flash out of the room, Zhao Zimeng said to Zen Master Kongyun with confidence: "It's hard work for Zen Master Kongyun." He walked out of the door, and Hu Yunfei and Ma Jianping followed.

Zen Master Kongyun closed the door, put the door bar, walked into the gatehouse, closed the door and turned off the lights to sleep.

Zhao Zimeng walked to the east of the mountain gate under the high wall.

After a while, a black leather bag flew over the high wall and landed in the grass.

Linghu Yunfei picked up the leather bag and whispered: "Team Zhao, this time our guys have also done a disgraceful thing."

Ma Jianping and Zhao Zimeng looked at each other and smiled, and the three of them went straight down the mountain.