"The masters in the temple can write, but Abbot Huijue and Master Nian Ci write the best."

It is unlikely that the person who wrote the note could be Mrs. Nian Ci, let alone the abbot of Huijue.

"Apart from Abbot Huijue and Master Nian Ci, who else has the best handwriting?"

"And three more."

"Who are they?"

"Ning He counts one, Autumn Leaves counts as one, and there is no worries."

"Master Wujing, can you promise not to tell anyone what we talked about today?"

"I can assure you that I usually do things and never talk to people, and I have not said as much as I said tonight after so many years in the temple. Wu Jing also hoped that the public security comrades would not mention tonight's incident to anyone. ”

"Good." Ouyang Ping looked at Han Lingling.

Han Lingling took out a notebook from her purse and took out the yellow paper with the address written on it from the notebook.

"Master Wujing, look at who wrote the words on this piece of paper?"

Wu Jing took the note from Han Lingling's hand and read it seriously.

All five of them looked at Wu Jing's face intently.

A minute later, Wu Jing handed the note to Han Lingling, and then shook her head.

Wu Jing shook his head for a reason: in Mingchen Temple, there is a rule, all those who come here to practice, one of the indispensable things in life is to copy the scriptures, before copying the scriptures, first to practice words, the temple only practice willow body and Yan body, whether it is practicing words or copying scriptures, the purpose is to let the nuns calm down, self-cultivation, practicing words and copying scriptures is also one of the homework in the temple, every day to stipulate a certain amount, over time, almost all nuns can write. There are only two types of body that everyone practice, and everyone writes very differently, no wonder Wu Jing can't recognize it.

It seems that it is impractical to find the person who wrote the note by handwriting and font.

At the end of the conversation, Wu Jing said one sentence twice: Don't let anyone in the temple know about tonight's events.

After sending Wu Jing away, Liu Dayu had the opportunity to talk about his own affairs:

This afternoon, Liu Dayu walked around the temple and found two strange things.

The first strange thing:

Liu Dayu met a small Taoist priest chopping wood on the top of the mountain.

"Is there a Taoist temple near Mingchen Temple?" Ouyang Ping was inexplicably surprised.

"Yes, near Mingchen Temple, there is indeed a Taoist temple."

"Team Liu, where is the Taoist temple?"

"At the eastern foot of this mountain, it is only three or four miles away from Mingchen Temple. I was curious, so I took a trip. ”

"What's the name of the Taoist temple?"

"It's called Purple Cloud View. Standing on the Famen Tower, you can see the Purple Cloud Temple. Take time, I'll take you around, the incense there is quite strong. ”

"Team Liu, are you going to the tower?" Left to the east.

"After returning from the Purple Cloud Temple, I went to the Famen Pagoda to have a look. The straight-line distance between Mingchen Temple and Ziyun Temple is only one or two miles. ”

Ouyang Ping thought thoughtfully: "Da Yu, what about the second thing?" ”

"The second thing has something to do with the first thing, on my way back from Ziyun Temple, when I was resting on the hillside, I accidentally saw a person flashing on the Famen Tower, otherwise, I wouldn't have the whim to climb to the Famen Tower?"

"Is this person spying on you?"

"I suspect that although she flashed quickly, I could see clearly the hat on her head and the monk's robe on her body. This person should be a nun of Mingchen Temple. But when I climbed to the Famen Tower, the man was gone. ”

"The door lock of the Famen Tower is not locked?"

"Nope. I asked a nun, and the door of the Famen Tower was never locked. ”