"If the corpse is going to go to the temple, it must have been pulled up.

The upper body of the corpse is in the shape of a fist, which is a normal muscular reaction of the human body after being incinerated, but the lower body is curled up in a kneeling position..... If it was a new death, then it must have been unable to support itself and roll over to the ground, and then it was burned, but this body knelt in front of the Buddha without any support, and it was obviously stiff for a long time when it was burned.

It is believed that the curled up posture was fixed for a long time after death. As for why it is fixed into a curled up, it should not only be to kneel in front of the Buddha, but also to facilitate the transportation of the body! After saying this, Feng Buqi went straight out.

"Eh, where are you going?" Qinghe asked

"Find out."

"Eh, I'm going too, wait for me."

At this time, Qing He, who was about to follow, found a small handful of incense ash on his shoulder, and looked up while sweeping it off with his hand.

"It's a pan incense ......"

———

The northwest corner of the Red Lotus Temple is in the shade, not far behind the abbot's meditation room.

"I think it's both a fuel and a tool for transporting corpses." The air brake stands in front of a cylinder.

Red Lotus Temple is famous for thousands of ever-bright lamps, as Qinghe said, so many lamps every day light lamp oil is not old or young, in front of this vat, it is filled with tung oil that needs to be added every day.

"I see, it's a good way, so the way to go to the main hall through the stone steps is not suspicious..... Moreover, the burning of corpses is indeed a characteristic of the combustion of this dry oil, so to speak..... It's the ......" Qing He didn't continue, remembering the little monk who said last night that he was going to buy sesame oil.

"It's the monk who was in charge of adding oil to the lamp last night! Only he could pull the body above the main hall without being noticed. Since the main hall is the highest place of the temple, as long as you go to the temple, and then take out the corpse from the oil tank and place it, you will not know it! After Feng Buqi finished speaking, he motioned to Jun Wuchen on the side to do the rest of the work, and then left.

Until everyone left, Qing He was still standing in place and looking at the oil cylinder in a daze: 'How could it be him......"

She was a little incredulous, even though she was only a one-sided relationship with him.

———

On the top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the little monk forgot to kneel in the hall, Jun Wuchen stood in front, and the monks in the temple stood behind.

"You bought the lamp oil last night?"

"Exactly."

"That abbot is unwise, but he was killed by you?"

The little monk did not answer, but bent down to bow to the Buddha, and folded his hands in front of his forehead.

"How do you explain this?" Jun Wuchen threw a monk's robe that was mostly stained with oil and a section of fireworks without a lead in front of him.

Forget or knock on the ground..... It seems, some kind of prayer is being prayed. After a long time, he said leisurely: "Master Abbot, it was I who was victimized. ”

A group of monks behind him had a slight discussion, and took a step forward on behalf of the abbot, pointing to the forgetting and heartbroken: "How can you take revenge!" The abbot will bring you back to raise you! I treat you like a child, I didn't expect you to ....."

The little monk said very calmly: "Master, do you know that only the three refuge are alive?" ”

The little monk paused and then said, "The Bodhisattva saved a turtle, a snake, and a fox. When he wanted to save people, the turtle said to him: Bodhisattva, people's hearts are deceitful and false, and they must not be saved, and you will regret it if you save them.

But the Bodhisattva said that all living beings are equal, and all insects and animals can be saved, so how can they abandon human beings? I can't bear it.

So, he rescued the man again.

Who knew that the man would take revenge and falsely accuse the Bodhisattva, causing the Bodhisattva to be imprisoned.

The Bodhisattva knows that this must be a grudge from the past.

The same is true for me and the abbot. ”

The hall fell silent again.

"Lock this little monk in the firewood room first!" Jun Wuchen gave an order, and the left and right guards stepped forward to escort Forget to the firewood room of the temple.