Chapter 129: The Secret of Qinglan Temple
Li Bi followed Qingshui to the side hall, which is rarely plain and elegant, with blue bricks and white walls, and tile tile houses. The pen "fun" pavilion covers an area of only a few dozen square meters www.biquge.info the partial hall, Qingshui brought Li pen to the partial hall money, the door of the partial hall is closed, Qingshui straightened out the clothes on his body, knocked on the door a few times.
"Master." He called out in person.
The door of the half-ringing room was opened, and an elderly monk appeared by the door, he was very calm, wearing a robe and hanging Buddhist beads.
"Good host!" Li Bi also folded his hands and greeted the host, he peeked at the host, and saw that there was no emotional change on his face, from the distribution of wrinkles on his face, it can be analyzed that the monk is also eighty years old, but his gestures are very elegant and refined, which is a perennial self-cultivation temperament.
"Amitabha, you are the benefactor who Qing Shui said and waited for me for two hours, there must be something important, right?" The host raised his eyes and squinted at Li Bi, Qing Shui had already greeted him, there was a person who came to look for him, his eyesight was not good, but his brain was still very good, Li Bi was willing to wait for two hours just to see him, there must be something very important to look for him.
"That's true!" Li Bi raised his head and looked around, he took out the note from his pocket and handed it to the host, and said in a low voice: "I came to disturb you this time, but I have something important, I received a note......
"This ......" presided over the result note, he opened it and only glanced at it, and said, "This is the handwriting on the stone tablet outside our temple." ”
"I heard that this handwriting is very the same as the handwriting on the stone tablet outside this temple, so I came to understand the situation, if the host said that it was the handwriting on this stele, then I did not go to Qinglan Temple in vain!" Li Bi smiled happily.
"Where did you get this handwriting, it ...... Is it important to you? The host asked after a pause.
"I'll tell you the truth, I'm Li Bi, an investigation consultant of the Police Department, and I'm investigating a tricky case, and this handwriting is likely to be related to the case, so I came to ask about it." Li Bi confessed.
"Oh, it turned out to be a person from the Police Department, it turned out to be a matter of the state, Fang Jing will definitely try his best to help, donor, this is not suitable for talking, you come in and talk about it......" The abbot nodded, and he guided Li Bi into the side hall.
"Well, thank you, Abbot!" Li Bi entered the room, which was very simple, very different from the scene Li Bi imagined, only a simple wooden bed and a wooden table.
"Feel free to do it, it's really shabby here, and it's making you laugh." Abbot Fang Jing saw Li Bi's thoughts, he sat on the edge of the bed and whispered.
"Okay." Li Bi raised his feet close to the table and sat down on the stool next to him, Li Bi went directly to the topic, "I heard that the abbot has lived here all his life and has never left, so you must know better than anyone what is happening in this temple." ”
"Yes, I've been in this temple for decades, what does the donor want to know, just ask!" The old abbot Fang Jing folded his hands and replied calmly.
"The words on this stone tablet, can you recognize Master Fang Jing?" Li Bi got up and handed the note to him again.
"These characters, according to legend, were left by the savages who lived here, this is probably their language, since two hundred years ago our ancestors came here to conquer those savages, hundreds of years have passed, with the disappearance of the savages, this stele has gradually been deified, but the characters on it have become a mystery that no one can solve, in recent years, with more and more tourists, there have been archaeologists who have studied it, and finally believe that it is the savages who have left their own symbols."
"What did the savages leave behind? So this note is to tell us that this kidnapping was done by a wild man? Li Bi frowned.
"Amitabha, it's not impossible, our ancestors conquered those wild people, and they only coexisted peacefully with them, and some of the wild people stayed to live together, and gradually learned the same life as the villagers." Fang Jing slowly put forward a hypothesis.
"So what exactly does he mean by this note?" Li Bi remembered the dream he had, which was always so real that he was a little uncomfortable, and he asked, "Has anything strange happened in this temple recently?" ”
"Strange things?" Abbot Fang Jing thought for a while, shook his head, and finally slowly stood up again, walked around the room twice, his expression changed from deep thought at the beginning to sudden enlightenment at the end, he suddenly stopped.
"Speaking of strange things, on the autumn day ten years ago, a strange thing did happen in front of the stone stele." His eyes lit up, looking at Li Bi, he couldn't remember a lot of things, this big age, but he remembered the things ten years ago very clearly, this incident caused a shock at the time, and he also worried about this matter for several years, until Qinglan Temple was repaired.
"What's the matter?" Li Bi pricked up his ears and also got up from the stool, he looked at Master Fang Jing, he had an ominous premonition that something bad had happened in this Qinglan Temple ten years ago.
"At that time, Qinglan Temple was still a small nameless temple, and the temple was also dedicated to Shengming, and I was living in a thatched hut halfway up the mountain, and I only came to the temple every day during the day." Abbot Fang Jing fell into the memories and said: "On the night of the incident, there was a violent storm that night, the temple was washed away by the flood, and the gods worshiped in the temple were also knocked to the ground. ”
"Alas, at that time, the villagers were saying that this was a great disrespect to the gods, and in order to make up for their mistakes, the villagers decided to start donating money to rebuild the temple.
"What's the matter?" Li Bi's curiosity had been raised, and he asked curiously.
"The dirt next to the monument turned red!" Fang Jing was shocked when he said this, he said, "I have never encountered such a situation, and the villagers at the bottom of the mountain were all frightened, and they thought that it was my Buddha's punishment for them. ”
"Turning red? Does Master Fang Jing also think that it is the punishment of the Buddha? Li Bi asked.
"There should be a saying about right and wrong, whether Fang Jing said it or not, whether this incident was punished by the Buddha or not, but I didn't protect the statue of the Buddha, I am also at fault, Amitabha." Fang Jingben was a monk and did not care about worldly things.
"Well, I understand, there is another question, I heard the little master Qingshui say, there have been a lot of people looking for people in the mountains in recent years?!" Li asked probingly.