"Yiqing, we didn't expect your comprehension to be so poor, things have come to this point, you are still obsessed, so many years of cultivation, there is really no progress. You don't want to think about it, can we invite you here if you are not fully prepared? Ouyang Ping walked up to Director Feng, "Yiqing, do you know who this person is?" He is Director Feng of the Jingnan City Public Security Bureau. As for these two, you don't know them even more, these two are comrades from the Provincial Public Security Department. ”

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Yiqing's forehead. From time to time, I wiped the sweat with the sleeve of my shirt, wiped it with the sleeve of my right hand, and wiped it with the sleeve of my left hand. Because sweating too much and too fast.

After wiping off the sweat, Ouyang Ping returned to his seat: "We have tested the powder in the bottle, this is an anesthetic, as long as it is taken, the person will be in a comatose state, and the length of the coma is determined by the dose." I'm not right. ”

"The Buddha asked you to plant Futian in Lingguang Temple, Pudu Cihang, but what did you plant? You have turned a good monastery into a pig farm, into a den, into a hell. ”

Although Yiqing didn't bow his head, his eyes no longer looked at anyone, to be precise, he was trying his best to avoid everyone's eyes, and at this time, everyone's eyes were focused on his face.

Liu Dayu took out a few other glass bottles from his bag and put them on the table.

"Yiqing, what's in these bottles?"

Yiqing's face was red for a while, white for a while. His lips quirmed a few times, but he didn't say anything—he probably didn't have the courage to say it.

"Yiqing, you look me in the eye."

Yiqing was very obedient, he raised his head slightly and looked into Ouyang Ping's eyes.

"Say, what's in these bottles?"

"Yes—it's the medicine I use for my practice."

"The medicine used for practice, I think it's the medicine for aphrodisiac! I'm not right. ”

"Yiqing, how do you have these medicines?"

The corner of Yiqing's right eye began to shake again. This question is more difficult to answer because he is involved in Yiqing's past and the Linghu family's business.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, at least the understanding, you will still have it, you are a human being, you should be a little responsible. Like you, you cower, obscene and trivial, both disgrace and disgrace the face of monks. ”

For Yiqing, there are some things that really can't be said.

"Since you don't want to say it, let me say it for you! Did you bring these medicines into Lingguang Temple when you were a monk? As far as we know, your Linghu family has historically been in the medicinal herb business. Instead of carrying forward the family business of your ancestors, you have hollowed out your mind in the affairs of men and women, and we are even a little suspicious of the reason for your ordination - can you tell us why you became a monk more than 50 years ago? Ouyang Ping didn't want to say it too clearly, and from time to time he touched the deep scars in his heart, and he could control it mentally. Give him another fatal blow if necessary.

Beads of sweat flow down the shallow nasal grooves to the lips, and in addition to sweat beads, they are mixed with secretions coming out of the nose. Yiqing sniffed a few times with his nose from time to time, but to no avail, it was impossible for the things that flowed out of his nasal cavity to flow back, so Yiqing simply wiped it a few times with his sleeve.

The reason why Yiqing was nervous was not only that Ouyang Ping touched the scars in his heart, but the most important thing was that Yiqing had a hunch that Ouyang Ping's grasp of the situation was far more than what he was in front of.