732. Chapter 932 The Old Monk Leads the Way The meditation room is empty
Liu Dayu took advantage of the gap between Zen Master Zhiren and the arrest warrant and pushed the door open.
Buddhism is a sacred and pure place, and comrades should have a pious heart - at least pretending to be pious, but Zen Master Zhiren is a bit excessive. He knew that his comrades were on official duty, but he still wanted to keep them out of the mountain gate.
Liu Dayu, like Ouyang Ping, also realized the seriousness of the problem, and the comrades had delayed too much time outside the mountain gate.
Liu Dayu flashed into the mountain gate, and the others followed; Ouyang Ping took the arrest warrant from Monk Zhiren's hand: "Master Zhiren, please lead us there!" ”
Liu Dayu and Zuo Xiangdong turned on the flashlight to guide the way for Monk Zhiren, but the lantern in Monk Zhiren's hand was too dim.
Ouyang Ping looked back at the mountain gate, the old monk who was guarding the door was closing the mountain gate and the door pole, and there was a room on the right side of the mountain gate, and there was a faint light in the room.
Monk Zhiren led everyone through a dense forest, and then walked into the east transept, on both sides of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is an aural room, which is not only a passage to other buildings, but also a corridor in front of the meditation room, and the monks' quarters should be in the courtyard behind the auretcher.
After walking along the promenade for about a hundred meters, Monk Zhiren turned right and entered a round gate.
It is a square courtyard with monks' meditation rooms scattered around it, and there is also a circular corridor in front of the meditation room.
Along the way, we didn't see a single monk - the monks did sleep.
Monk Zhiren walked along the corridor to the door of a meditation room in the northeast corner and stopped: "This is Guangjie's residence. ”
Monk Zhiren patted a few times on the window: "Guangjie, hurry up, someone is looking for you." ”
There is no echo in the meditation room.
Monk Zhiren slapped the window a few more times.
There was still no echo in the meditation room. After a while, the door opened, and a monk walked out of it, rubbing his eyes, and said, "Master, are you looking for Guangjie?" ”
"Yes! Why did he sleep so hard today! ”
"Master, Master Guangjie is not inside."
"Not in there? At this time, where can he go? ”
"We have not seen him since we had eaten the fast at noon today; Tonight, Master Guangjie's house has been darkened. The little monk said as he pushed open the meditation room of Guangjie. Then a kerosene lamp was lit with a match. There was a table in front of the window, and the lamp was placed on it. There is a bed and a chair in the meditation room, a shrine on the east wall, two wooden boxes stacked together between the table and the wooden bed, and a cabinet under the two wooden boxes.
The quilts on the bed were neatly folded, the things in the room were neatly arranged, and there were two wooden basins, one large and one small, under the wooden bed. Inside the large wooden basin was a pair of gray cloth shoes.
Ouyang Ping had an ominous premonition: Guangjie might have had an accident. There must be something wrong with Lingguang Temple, and the murderer saw that Guangjie had been exposed, so he killed people to extinguish his mouth.
All the lights in the meditation room were turned on, and in an instant, the monks gathered in the corridor.
"Master Zhiren," Ouyang Ping walked up to Supervisor Zhiren, "Originally, we didn't want to alarm the abbot of Yiqing, but the Guangjie we wanted to arrest is gone, and the abbot of Yiqing, as the person in charge of the temple, must let him know about this matter." ”