Xing'er was shocked, biting her lip and crying.

"What's wrong?"

Xing'er's eyes were full of tears, and his father on the side beat his chest even more: "They are a group of beasts!" ”

"Them?"

"Pounding Medicine Temple, is a temple served by Pounding Medicine Village, every three or five days come to the village to get rice, flour, money and grain, this is not enough, they also robbed the people's daughters, and took advantage of the day when others got married to go down the mountain to kidnap people!"

"Why didn't you report such a bastard thing?"

"Alas, officer? They are officials. ”

Ye Fu frowned, remembering the rumors that Mochizuki County had heard before: a place outside the law.

What kind of boundary is this?

Outside the door, there was the sound of fighting.

Ye Fu was lying by the window and watching, it was Brother Luo!

Luo Zhitu fought with several people in robes, and the corners of his mouth were red and swollen, and he was bleeding.

"Too much deception!"

Ye Fu got up to go out, but was pulled by Xing'er's father: "How can you beat them!" ”

"Just let them behave like this?"

Ye Fu's question was not answered, only silence and tears.

Ye Fu glanced at the desperate and crying star, and then looked at the number of people outside.

Stretching out his hand and pulling it on his sleeve, Ye Fu searched his whole body and found a piece of solid jade pendant to put in Xing'er's hand, and smiled indifferently: "Little heart, it should be a wedding gift for Brother Luo and sister-in-law." ”

Saying that, Ye Fu got up, began to unbutton his clothes, and said to Xing'er: "Take off, your clothes." ”

Xing'er and her father were stunned, a little incredulous, and looked at Ye Fu in disbelief.

"I mean, we change clothes."

"No, how can you take an adventure?"

"I'm a man, what if they robbed me? When the time comes, you and Brother Luo's marriage is completed, and you will let me go. ”

Xing'er was suspicious, and at the urging of her father, she untied her new red silk clothes in the inner room and handed them outside.

Ye Fu held the red clothes, hesitated for a moment and then put it on his body, brushed his hair again, and spread out half of it behind him, making the appearance of a boudoir woman.

Taking the red hijab on the bed, Ye Fu glanced at the two of them and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine, let Brother Luo take care of my things." ”

After speaking, Ye Fu covered his red hijab and sat quietly on the bed waiting.

Xing'er's father saw it, shook his head slightly, and walked out to open the door.

The monk in the red and yellow robe saw it, smiled happily, and came over to pat Xing'er's father on the shoulder: "Old man, go to the road." ”

As she spoke, she walked in with a smile and was even happier when she saw the bride sitting on the bed.

Approaching, the monk sniffed the scent of the bride's wedding dress, and looked satisfied.

"Little beauty, go back with Master Ben!"

As he spoke, he took the bride around and went out with him in his arms.

"It's so light, like a swallow in the palm of your hand."

While speaking, the monk also twisted the bride's buttocks, felt the body of the person in his arms stiffen, and laughed more and more.

Passing outside, Luo Zhitu was pressed to the ground by them.

"Xing'er!"

"Xing'er!"

Luo Zhitu struggled hard, but he could only watch the bride being taken away.

When the monks were far away, Luo Zhitu got up to chase after him, but was dragged by Xing'er's father and pulled him into the house.

"Xing'er, you're okay!"

Luo was overjoyed, walked over and hugged the person in his arms.

"Then ......" Luo Zhitu was stunned, his eyes pondering, "Brother Xiaoyu! ”

Luo Zhitu walked around the house, couldn't find anyone, and turned to look at Xing'er: "The person who was taken away is Brother Xiaoyu, right?" ”

Xing'er wept and took out the jade pendant in his hand: "The congratulatory gift he gave us......"

On the other side, Ye Fu was carried up the mountain by the monk and went to the temple.

Different from the desertion under the mountain, the temple beats gongs and drums, and the figures are full of people.

Ye Fu can hear the surrounding sounds through the red hijab, and pay attention to the surroundings vigilantly.

When the monk took her into the house and threw her on the bed, Ye Fu reached out and touched the dagger on his waist......

"Yo, the little lady is still thorny!"

Ye Fu's hand was grabbed by the monk, and he took out the dagger and threw it to the ground.

The red hijab on his head was rudely lifted, revealing Ye Fu's slightly red and delicate face.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the monk's face.

"Sure enough, it's a beauty."

Ye Fu's wrist was caught, he couldn't struggle, and glared angrily at the fat-headed and big-eared monk in front of him: "Let go of me, you are a monk, you dare to move the color ring!" ”

"Lust Ring?" The monk smiled, and the fat on his face trembled, "It's the same person, why do you have to set so many rules for the monk?" ”

Outside the door, I remembered the knock on the door: "Uncle Shi, someone is beating a drum outside, let you pass!" ”

Ye Fu struggled when he heard this.

The monk seemed to be a little annoyed, and pressed down: "Stay here obediently and don't move, wait for the monk and I will come back to love you." ”

After speaking, a robe fluttered away.

Ye Fu stroked his pounding heart, got off the bed, and observed in the room.

The door was brought from the outside and was not locked.

But Ye Fu was wary, walked to the window opposite the door, and opened it to see a backyard.

Lifted the bench cushion, jumped out of the window, and landed lightly.

The courtyard was loaded with several low saplings, and the air smelled of incense.

Ye Fu cat leaned over the wall to listen and walked out.

Outside is the lobby, surrounded by fierce and vicious statues, standing tall.

Ye Fu hid behind a Ming Huang Jing building, looking at the drama being staged outside.

Two people dressed as ordinary people knelt on the Buddha hall, and several monks in blue and gray robes stood on both sides with their staffs.

"Who is the hall! Have a grievance? ”

From Ye Fu's position, I couldn't see the person shouting from above, but listening to the voice, it was the monk who kidnapped her back.

Could it be that he is the host of the Medicine Pounding Temple?

Then how can the trial of the case in the county government hall be carried out in the Buddhist temple?

A pile of questions lingered in Ye Fu's heart, and the people above had already told the plaintiff what had happened.

It turned out that the plane tree of the plaintiff Ali's family was cut down and sued in court. Claim compensation for a bag of rice to make up for the loss of tung oil.

"Dare someone cut down a tree without permission, come, drag down the rod and beat thirty!"

The defendant couldn't say a word, let alone defend himself, and the whole person cowered and was dragged down, and after a while, there was a wail.

The plaintiff got up from the ground and was beaten with a stick by a monk.

The person above scolded: "What did you just say? Your tree? ”

The plaintiff knelt down and kowtowed like a great enemy: "Master, the grass people are wrong, and the grass people know that they are wrong!" Ask the master to forgive the grass people for a moment of slip of the tongue! ”

"Drag it down, and the rod will be punished ten."

Sloppy, rude, unreasonable.

This is Ye Fu's judgment on this court interrogation.

The hall was smoky, the smell of incense invaded, Ye Fu's nose was itchy, and he sneeze irrepressibly.

Suddenly, I felt a gaze shooting at me, staring at me tightly!

"Who's in there?"

The monk walked over and waved a stick the thickness of his fist.

"Slow—"

The man above said slowly with a three-point joke, and walked to the back of the prayer building, "Don't frighten my kitten. ”

The group went out with their heads bowed, and silence returned to the hall.

"Come out."

Ye Fu was wrapped in the prayer building, poked out his head, and sure enough, he saw the fat head and big ears in front of him, wearing a monk in a bright robe.

Obviously he is a prostitute monk with a very poor image, but now he should be wearing another dress, brilliant and full of wealth, faintly haunting Buddha nature, full of brilliance.

Ye Fu was still wearing red clothes, and walked out to look at the monk oppositely: "You are the village chief?" Or is it a prefectural order? ”

The monk squinted and smiled: "What, I want to know who I am, monk?" ”

Ye Fu stood quietly and did not speak.

"I think the little beauty has a lot of questions in her heart."

The monk stretched out his hand and was knocked off by Ye Fu.

"The claws are so sharp."

The monk smiled, and seemed to be able to speak.

Ye Fu raised his head and said in a low voice: "The case just now ......"

"What's wrong?"

"The mountains and plants are all owned by the state, and the Ministry of Industry has four divisions, among which the Yu Department is in charge of the supply and hunting of the garden, the mountains and plants, and the supply of vegetables and vegetables and charcoal for hundreds of officials. The land has a deed and the mountains have no division. The people of the mountains and rivers and trees in each county have the right to use them. Why is it that the people are guilty of cutting down trees in your place? ”

"You also said that the mountains and trees belong to the state, and I am a magistrate, and I manage the medicine village on behalf of the emperor, and I have the right to decide whether they can cut them down or not. So, if I don't allow them to move a single plant or tree, they can't move. ”

As he spoke, the monk poked out an official seal from his robe, which was a subordinate official of Mochizuki County.

Ye Fu grabbed the red clothes on his legs, and some didn't know how to refute.

If it was a local decree, she couldn't argue with it. Even if she is the prime minister from the capital.

"How is it, is the little beauty willing to go back to the meditation room with me?"

"I ...... I'm a man, not the star girl you're looking for. Ye Fu didn't know how much her words could be believed, but in the face of the monk in front of her, she chose to gamble.

Stretched out his hand to fade the red clothes outside, revealing the original moon-white robe, and then pulled up all the green silk that was left behind.

"A sacrifice is a sacrifice, and you will never admit your death, but will disobey the will of God. As everyone knows, more severe punishment is coming. The monk quietly, with a smile, watched Ye Fu complete a series of actions, and then picked up the clothes on the ground, leaned to the tip of his nose and sniffed: "As early as when I saw you, I knew that you were not a star." ”

"And why are you?"

"All I want is this dress."

"Clothes?"

The monk smiled silently, holding the red clothes in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

"Clothes, they smell like her."

Ye Fu looked at the past, the bridal dress is just an ordinary style, embroidered with red silk and mandarin ducks playing in the water.

There was a faint fragrance mixed with the heavy incense.

Suddenly, as if something was choking the monk's heart, the monk's face suddenly twitched in pain.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Hehe, it's her who came......"

"She? Who is it? ”

A smile overflowed from the corner of the monk's mouth, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ahh Something happened to the host! ”

A passing little novice exclaimed, bringing in a large number of people.

Ye Fu was squeezed aside.

The middle-aged monk frowned and leaned into the lips of the lifeless man on the ground.

"No breathing. Presiding, has ascended to heaven. ”

"Dead?"

Ye Fu looked at the monk who fell to the ground, with a pale face, just a moment ago, he was still standing alive in front of him and debating with himself, and now he is dead.

"It's the Seal of the Moon God!"

The man who looked through the monk's clothes exclaimed, revealing a red crescent-shaped mark behind his collar.

The moon-shaped mark was about an inch long, oozing blood, with a black dot in the middle.

Ye Fu bent down and stroked his stiff skin: "Is there a silver needle?" ”

Someone went and fetched a silver needle.

Ye Fu gently pierced the needle into the black spot, and after pulling it out, it was obvious that the front end of the silver needle turned black.

"Poisonous!"

"It's you! You killed the host! Xiao Shami was emotional, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Fu, "When the host dies, you are the only one by his side." ”

Ye Fu got up lightly and was surrounded by monks.

"Aren't you clear? It's the host of the Mochizuki sect that the people killed! ”

The middle-aged monk reminded in his mouth.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then fell silent.

"Mochizuki ......"

What is the relationship with the name of Mochizuki-gun?

In front of the deceased, Ye Fu did not ask much.

The monks wrapped the presiding officer in a bright yellow cloth mat, chanted and burned incense all the way, passed through the courtyard, and sent it to the back mountain.

Ye Fu was led all the way.

There are many graves on the back mountain, layer after layer, neat and solemn.

It seems that some of them are still new and have just been established.

And the dead host is about to be buried.

"Every month, a few people die like this, and there are fewer and fewer people in the temple."

The middle-aged monk took Ye Fu to the meditation room to rest.

Ye Fu asked curiously: "Why don't you suspect that I killed your host." ”

"You can't kill him."

"Why?"

"Only if he wants to die, otherwise no one can kill him."

"Mochizuki Sect...... What is it? ”

"One, in the hearts of mortals, an eternal holy place, each Mochizuki Sect Master is a woman, and a baby girl will be born to become the successor. And we are presiding over the Dharma protector of the last Mochizuki Sect. ”

"Then how did he build this Buddhist temple?"

"Buddhist temples are already there, and it is only because of the host that they have become so noble and famous."

"Does the Buddhist temple have a grudge with the Mochizuki Sect?"

"There should be, otherwise how could people have been killed one after another."

"Didn't you preside over the investigation into the death of the monks?"

"Yes, but no result."

The middle-aged monk folded the red robe and put it into a wooden box.

"The host has always loved collecting all kinds of red clothes."

I opened a large wardrobe, and it was neatly stacked with many identical small boxes, and it was estimated that they were the same red clothes.

"Wait."

Ye Fu walked over and opened the wooden box, took out the red clothes inside, and there was nothing unusual.

And when you lift your clothes and sniff them on the tip of your nose, only the old smell of silk and cotton silk remains.

"Nope."

"What's missing?" The middle-aged monk asked.

"I remember when he died, he smelled his clothes, and it seemed like a strange aroma wafted from them."

Ye Fu told the monk about the scene.

"We inquired about the family at the foot of the mountain when we went, and it was ordinary people who had no background, so it was impossible for them to have anything to do with the Mochizuki Sect. The host has always lived in a simple place, but this time he went down the mountain in person, which is worth exploring. ”

I flipped through the red clothes in my hand again, and the details on the collar were embroidered with an animal that looked like a tiger but not a tiger.

"Jade Rabbit."

"Rabbit?"