Master Zhao sniffed the cigarette cigarette and continued: "There is a path up the mountain near the cemetery in the west, and Ma Dazhu has to take that road to go down and back to the mountain. I don't see him passing by there, but rather looking for something in the woods. If he was passing by, he would definitely have a guy with cotton on him. ”

"Master Zhao usually likes to tinker with bonsai, and he goes to the mountains to dig tree roots to make bonsai." Director Hai said in a low voice.

"Master Zhao, when did this happen?"

"It's very coincidental, it's September -- yes, it's September, and the chestnuts on the hill are ripe -- and there are a few chestnut trees on top of that grove, and I sometimes go into the woods to pick chestnuts."

"Yes, when we were digging wild onions and garlic, we also went to the woods to pick chestnuts." Li Meiting said.

At six o'clock, the investigation ended, the employees of Mingling pushed their bicycles out of the gate one after another, and the comrades also walked out of the gate. Some bonsai have already taken shape, some have just been finalized, there are pine bonsai, elm bonsai, red maple bonsai, and green sandalwood bonsai, with lush branches and leaves growing on the winding stumps, and some thin wires tied to the curved branches.

The comrades stopped in front of the bonsai for a moment, and it was indispensable to praise the bonsai that Master Zhao was tinkering with. The comrades live in Mingling, and it is indispensable to trouble Master Zhao in the future, and it is almost necessary to be polite to Master Zhao.

Someone praised the bonsai, Master Zhao was very happy, he sent the comrades out of the gate, and watched the car drive in the direction of Lingguang Temple.

When the car passed in front of the gate of Lingguang Temple, Ouyang Ping saw that in the square in front of the gate of Lingguang Temple, there were two tourist buses and several bridge cars parked, and at the gate, some people were walking out. A man is standing at the gate with a small flag, and it looks like he should be a tour guide.

At a quarter past six, there are still tourists in Lingguang Temple, which shows how prosperous the incense in Lingguang Temple is.

"Since there are still people in Lingguang Temple, let's go in and have a look." Ouyang Ping suddenly decided to go to Lingguang Temple to have a look.

Lingguang Temple is relatively close to the scene of the theft of the Han tomb, and it is also relatively close to the scene of the quarry crime. Of course, today, everyone just goes in and takes a walk, a turn, and is considered to be familiar with the environment!

At the entrance there is a wooden passageway, and at the exit of the passage stand two monks dressed in gray clothes.

The wave of reform and opening up also had some impact on the temple, and in the past, pilgrims could freely enter and exit the temple gates, but now they have to buy tickets. In this way, in the past, the monks who only knocked on the wooden fish and recited the scriptures should also become compound talents. Since money is involved, it is the same as doing business, which also requires a little brain and skill.

Director Ma walked to the end of the passage and exchanged a few words with one of the monks, who hesitated for a moment before entering a building on the top of a small hall, and after a while, an elderly monk walked out of it. This person's cultivation should have reached a relatively high level, there are nine ring scars on the top of his head, a string of purple sandalwood Buddha beads hanging from his neck, and the clothes he wears are different from the two monks in charge of the ticket inspection, and his clothes are earthy yellow. He didn't say anything nonsense and very respectfully led his comrades into the door.