"I haven't seen it, but I've seen that pen, and I've seen Jingping write in his diary with that pen more than once."

"Do you know what brand of fountain pen it is?"

"Yes."

"How did you leave the meditation room that night?"

"I restored the entrance to the chamber as it was, put the plank in place, closed the door, and left the meditation room."

From then on, Jingping began a painful and long hellish life.

"Does Jingping have a yellow school bag?"

"I can't hide anything from you, Jingping does have a yellow-colored schoolbag, and when she entered Mingchen Temple, she carried that schoolbag on her back."

"Do the monks and nuns of Mingchen Temple know that Jingping has such a schoolbag?"

"Yes."

"Where is Jingping's schoolbag now?"

"I-I burned it."

"The next morning, when the sky was about to dawn, Wuxu saw Jingping on the edge of the well and left Mingchen Temple with the yellow schoolbag you said, who did Wuxu see?"

"It's me."

"Why would Wuxu think of you as Jingping?"

"I'm about the same height as Jingping, and I'm about the same fat and thin, and the key is that I carry Jingping's yellow schoolbag on my shoulder. I was worried that Wuxu didn't see it, and when I opened the door, I deliberately made a little noise. ”

"Aren't you worried about alarming Master Moran?"

"In the early hours of the morning, people often go down the mountain, and at this time, Mo Ran will not care."

"You know that there must be someone on the edge of the well, so I directed and acted in a scene where Jingping left Mingchen Temple. Isn't that so? ”

"Yes. As soon as Wuxu told everyone, everyone believed it. Jingping's mother came to Mingchen Temple to find someone, and the poor nun also had something to say. ”

If it weren't for Jingping's mother, Lan Simeng, to report the case, Jingping's disappearance would not have attracted anyone's attention, and several disappearances that occurred in Mingchen Temple would also become a permanent secret. ”

"Who wrote these diaries?" Ouyang Ping picked up the black diary from the table and said.

"I wrote it in imitation of Jingping's handwriting."

"Why are you doing that?"

"I didn't expect you to find Jingping's diary and pen, and I didn't expect you to set your eyes on the meditation room in the Tibetan Scripture Hall. After I told the truth about this, he asked me to write a few diaries in imitation of Jingping's handwriting, and then give the diaries to you, which is the stupidest thing we have ever done - stealing chickens and rice - being clever is mistaken by cleverness! ”

"Did you tear up the next few diaries?"

"Yes."

"How many are torn?"

"A total of three were torn."

"Why did you tear off three pieces of paper?"

"There's something in the diary that works against me."

"What did Jingping write on these three pieces of paper?"

"What has Jingping discovered."

"What did she find?"

"She mentioned in her diary that the previous few people suddenly left Mingchen Temple, and someone must have told her in private."

"Who could it be?"

"I don't know. I usually pay special attention to Jingping, who never talks to people, she is a taciturn and introverted person. ”

"What else is mentioned in the diary?"

She said in that diary that she thought the monastery was a good place to settle down, but she didn't expect that since she entered the Mingchen Temple, her heart was not as quiet as before the monk, during the day, she felt fearful, and at night, she often had nightmares. I guess she must have found something. ”