The careful Ouyang Ping also noticed that there was a table in the silent gatehouse, and on the table there was an inkstone against the wall, and there was a little ink in the inkstone that had not yet dried, and there was a half-cut of ink on the side of the inkstone, and there was a miniature blue and white jar next to the inkstone, and there was a small blue and white jar with half water in the small jar, and there was a pen holder next to the small jar, and there were two brushes inserted upside down in the pen holder, and the wolf hair of one of the brushes was still wet.

Mo Ran flipped through the book and talked to Ouyang Ping: "I only know that Abbot Huijue has done things that insult Buddhism, but I don't know about Abbot Yijing - Abbot Yijing is the former abbot, Abbot Yijing usually behaves strangely, and usually keeps a long distance from the monks and nuns in the temple. ”

The words of the silent abbot indirectly admit the fact that the note was secretly transmitted.

Ouyang Ping took out a notebook from his pocket, opened it, and took out three yellow-colored pieces of paper from it: "Master Mo Ran, did you write these three notes to us?" ”

"There is no way, you have just entered the monastery, your eyes are black, someone must instruct, poor nuns see that you are working day and night, if I don't tell you something, this case, you can't investigate. Truth be told, I've been waiting for this day for years. But in the case of not being able to kill Huijue with one blow, the poor nun can only do this. Mingchen Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, for thousands of years, many monks and nuns have settled here, and people like Huijue must not be ruined. ”

"You know about the secret room?"

"I know that there is a secret room in Mingchen Temple, and I also know that the entrance to the secret room must be in the Secluded Courtyard, but where the entrance is, the poor nun doesn't know; Poor Ni also knew that the disappearance of Jingping and Qing Shui and others must have something to do with Huijue, but he didn't know the secret. I can't just talk about things that I don't understand, but as long as I know something, I must tell you, and it may help you in your work. ”

"When did you first become suspicious of Abbot Huijue?"

"It's been a long time coming."

"Can you tell us about it?"

Mo Ran flipped through the small yellow notebook and said: "Poor Ni has a habit of remembering things for a long time, as long as it is something that I don't understand-or strange things, I will write it down in this small notebook, if there is something long, if there is no word, it will be short, and I will start writing from time to time. ”

Abbot Mo Ran turned to the previous page of the notebook and suddenly stopped: "Look-"

Ouyang Ping took the small notebook, and Director Feng and Liu Dayu sat on either side of Ouyang Ping.

The contents of the booklet (which are very beautiful letters) are:

On April 5, 1977, this night, on the way back to Mingchen Temple, I saw a man and a woman in the woods, they whispered in the bamboo forest, lingering and intimate, at that time, I did not particularly care, there are several villages near Mingchen Temple, men and women have a private meeting, it is normal, I originally planned to take a detour through the woods, but I did not expect, two people suddenly stood up and walked towards the back door. I followed from a distance, looking at the size and walking style, the woman was very similar to the abbot of Huijue, except that the clothes were not like the abbot of Huijue, and there was nothing like it in other aspects. ”

"What kind of dress is this woman wearing?"