"Captain Ouyang and the poor monk thought of coming together, such a thing happened in this temple, Lingguang Temple is my Buddha's garden, and the Chinese name is blue, how can you let a mouse feces spoil a pot of porridge?" Although Abbot Yiqing doesn't say much, he is the abbot of Lingguang Temple after all, and if he has a high-sounding word, he will still say, "Zhiren." ”

"Jiren is here."

"You arranged it in the West Courtyard - may I ask Captain Ouyang, how many comrades do you have?"

"Six people." Ouyang Ping originally wanted to say eight people, but when the words came to his lips, he replaced "eight" with "six".

"Okay, Zhiren, you arranged two meditation rooms for the comrades in the West Courtyard, but - Captain Ouyang - the food here is poor, and the comrades are afraid that they will be wronged."

"No problem, we will eat whatever the masters eat."

"Amitabha, if Captain Ouyang has any orders, you can find Zhiren. Captain Ouyang, will you stay tonight? Covering, you don't have to worry, Zhiren will arrange everything, the bedding in the temple is crude, but it is clean. "Abbot Yiqing said very well and thought very thoughtfully.

"Zhiren, you can find a few more people to find out, and see if Guangjie has anything to do with the people outside the temple, Captain Ouyang, when exactly did the case you just said happen?"

"It's September and October this year."

"Zhiren, you can find out again, in September and October this year, whether Guangjie ever left the temple - I'm talking about the night, during this time, Guangjie had a close relationship with someone, especially the people in the temple." It is indeed commendable that the abbot was able to think from the perspective of the comrades.

"Zhiren, the matter of the investigation, Captain Ouyang and them will do it, and you can help from the side."

"Disciple knows."

"As soon as we clear the abbot, we also want to conduct a search of this meditation room."

"Search it! You can search any place in Lingguang Temple, and Jiren knows what to do. Jiren, you call Huairen over. ”

Supervisor Zhiren walked out of the meditation room, and after a while, he led Huairen into the meditation room.

"Huairen, you sleep at night and be alert, if Guangjie comes back, you go to the West Courtyard and tell Captain Ouyang. It is possible that Guangjie was delayed somewhere. As soon as the abbot said softly, Ouyang Ping and his party didn't seem to be here to arrest Guangjie, but to go through the door. There seem to be three other meanings in the words of the abbot. The first meaning: are you making a bit of a fuss! The second meaning: You must be mistaken, Guangjie would not have done such a thing; The third meaning is that even if there is a problem with Guangjie, it is his problem alone, and it has nothing to do with Lingguang Temple - it has nothing to do with my abbot Yiqing. The reason why the abbot of Yiqing responded to Ouyang Ping's needs was also out of this consideration.

"Huairen understands."

"Captain Ouyang, please take care of yourself, the poor monk is out of company."

"Abbot, please."

Abbot Yiqing took the staff from the hand of an acolyte, stood up, and strolled out of the meditation room.

Ouyang Ping sent Abbot Yiqing to the corridor, and watched Abbot Yiqing disappear outside the round door.

Ouyang Ping returned to the meditation room, and several people conducted a careful and careful search of the meditation room, Ouyang Ping hoped to find something valuable. According to common sense, if the three pieces of jewelry that Guangjie gave to Wang Shiqin were the burial goods stolen from the No. 2 Han Tomb, then Guangjie must still have stolen goods on his hands.

Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu carefully inspected the clothes inside the wooden boxes and cabinets.