Because of her son's bad news, the woman became emotional, but she couldn't speak in her throat, and in an instant her pale face turned red, as if someone had choked her neck.

"Sister-in-law, how are you?" The county lieutenant sighed secretly, but the current situation of the woman was not realistic at all, so he could only apologize.

The woman's eyes were wide open, her face was stiff and trembling, and she stretched out her finger to Xuan Ci with great difficulty.

Everyone looked at Xuan Ci's eyes more and more strangely.

In this case, Xuan Ci still maintained the demeanor of a high monk, and actually stepped forward and recited the Buddha's name to the woman with his hands folded: "Amitabha, the female benefactor has something to say to the poor monk?" The female donor can rest assured, as long as the murderer of your son is from the temple, the poor monk, as the temporary abbot, will definitely be severely punished! ”

The woman's lips trembled, as if to say something, when suddenly she stiffened, and her outstretched hand was weakly put down.

"Sister-in-law!"

The woman lay on the bed with her eyes open, and she was already dying.

The county lieutenant and others looked at the woman who was breathing and was silent, and the monks recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

"Auntie, Auntie, wake up—" The little maid threw herself beside the woman and wept bitterly.

The woman's failure to tell the killer seems to have put the case in jeopardy.

The county lieutenant looked at Xuan Ci with deep eyes.

"Amitabha, if you need any help, the poor monk will definitely lead the monks of the whole temple to cooperate." Xuan Ci said calmly, obviously although the woman pointed at him just now, it didn't make him feel panicked.

This is not surprising, Xuan Ci is the temporary abbot, if there is no conclusive evidence to identify him as a murderer, the county lieutenant and these people don't want to walk out of the door of Lingwu Temple.

The Lingwu Temple, which has been flourishing for nearly twenty years, has long been a tiger entrenched in one side, and it can be shaken by extraordinary hunters.

"Go and invite the people outside the temple gate in, and the official will ask you again." The county lieutenant looked calm and ordered Zhao to catch his head.

Soon a group of people poured in, instantly filling the courtyard where the case was asked.

The dark night has never stopped the enthusiasm of the people to see the excitement, not to mention the twists and turns of this time, first the Li family in the town next door came to fish for the corpse, and then fished out the young master of the Liu family cloth shop in the town, and now Liu Sheng's mother has been cut down.

To miss such a lively, I regret it for thirty years!

"The villagers were invited in because Liu Sheng's mother was also seriously injured and died. The two lives are at stake, and the official has to ask the villagers some more things. After the county lieutenant finished speaking, he whispered a few words to his subordinates, and walked into the room with his hands in his hands.

Soon the men pointed out a man from the crowd and told him to come in.

The man was very inexplicable: "Poor master, Xiaomin lives in the west of the town, and he has a nodding friendship with Liu Sheng, and he doesn't know anything." ”

"If you are told to go in, you will go in, what so much nonsense!"

As soon as the people in the yamen played tricks, the little people naturally became honest and walked into the room nervously.

Several people went in one after another, and Jiang Zhan wondered, "Why do I think they called people in indiscriminately?" ”

"What you want is to mess around." Jiang seemed to stare at the door of the room and said softly.

The woman's finger at Xuan Ci was very suspicious just now, but he was the temporary abbot, and the woman's finger alone was not enough to convict, so the county lieutenant needed more information to kill him with one blow.

However, it is not easy to deal with this kind of person who has a great status in Qingniu Town, and it is not easy to ask what to ask from the mouths of the people, and this kind of questioning without rules is to make the people who are questioned feel at ease.

The night is getting deeper, the strings of lanterns under the eaves of the porch exude a soft light, the cool summer night is more comfortable than the day, but the mosquitoes are annoying, and from time to time the sound of "popping" mosquitoes comes from the crowd.

The door finally opened, and the county lieutenant strode out.

There was tiredness between his eyebrows, but his eyes were clear.

Immediately, a servant moved a chair and put it in the courtyard, and the county lieutenant sat down and slowly glanced around at everyone, and shouted to the county lieutenant: "Xuan Ci, you still don't admit your guilt?" ”

Xuan Ci was not in a hurry or panic: "Amitabha, what is the sin of a poor monk?" ”

The monks stared at the county lieutenant, and the crowd was even more commotional.

The people who came in later didn't know about the woman's finger on Xuanci.

The county lieutenant raised his voice and said: "Liu Sheng's mother pointed at you before she swallowed her breath, could it be that Master Xuanci wants to deny it?" ”

"The poor monk does not deny it."

"Have you forgotten that the official asked Liu Sheng's mother to point out the murderer of her son, so she stretched out her hand and pointed at you, everyone saw it just now."

Xuan Ci smiled faintly: "She pointed to the poor monk because she didn't know who the murderer was, so she naturally wanted to ask the poor monk who was the temporary abbot for an explanation." ”

"Then why did the monk you sent to protect Liu Sheng's mother attack her?"

Xuan Ci looked at the four precepts.

Because of the words of the little maid who served Liu Sheng's mother before, Sijie had been quietly surrounded by several servants, and at this time, his face was like earth and he looked straight at Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci sighed: "Four precepts, you are too disappointing to the teacher!" For the sake of the teacher's order, you went to invite Liu Sheng's mother, why did you hurt people? ”

Sijie was shocked, his lips trembled for a long time and he knelt on the ground: "Liu Sheng...... Liu Sheng was killed by a disciple, and the master sent a disciple to invite Liu Sheng's mother, but the disciple was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he didn't do anything——"

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into exclamations, apparently hearing with their own ears that the monks in the temple had killed people beyond their imagination.

"Why did you kill Liu Sheng?"

"I-" Sijie's eyes turned straight, and his left hand quickly turned the Buddha beads, "He ran into the back mountain and sneaky, and the poor monk thought he was stealing and drove him away, but he beat and scolded the poor monk, and the poor monk killed him by mistake on impulse, and saw that the big mistake had been cast and pushed him into the well——"

"Bang bang." Crisp applause rang out, and the county lieutenant's face was slightly gloomy, "I didn't expect the monks to tell a lie." ”

He suddenly looked at Sihai: "Which hand does the four precepts use to eat?" ”

"Left hand." Nervous, Sihai blurted out, and only after finishing speaking did he touch his bald head in annoyance.

"This official saw that the left hand that the four precepts had been using to turn the Buddha beads, and the words of the four seas were enough to prove that the four precepts were left-handed, right?"

"Yes, yes so what?" Sijie asked for help and looked at Xuan Ci, but Xuan Ci was indifferent.

"Zuozuo!"

Soon he stepped forward and bent over: "The murderer stuck the deceased's neck from behind, and the finger marks on the deceased's neck were deep on the right and shallow on the left, proving that the murderer was right-handed." ”

"The murderer is right-handed, and Sijie is left-handed, which shows that the murderer is someone else. And the person who makes Sijie rather admit that he is a murderer and defends, who is it must be very clear, right? The county lieutenant stared at Xuan Ci and asked word by word.

Probably a monk's habit, Xuan Ci also rubbed the Buddha beads, and asked with a calm face: "What about the motive?" Just like the lord said earlier that Jiang Er had no motive and ruled him out of suspicion for the time being, what is the motive of the poor monk as a temporary abbot to harm an ordinary pilgrim? ”

"Motivation? You have! ”