At half past seven o'clock in the evening of the fifteenth. Ouyang Ping, who had just returned to Jingnan from Bozhou, began to interrogate Yiqing.

Director Feng and Director Liu also participated in the interrogation.

The dim light reflected the serious and dignified faces of Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling. Director Feng and Director Liu sat to the right of Ouyang Ping.

About two meters in front of a long table is a specially made chair.

When Yiqing was brought into the interrogation room by Yan Jianhua and Li Wenhua, the heavy shackles dragged on the ground and made a "clanging" sound.

Yiqing moved to the chair step by step, and then sat down slowly, pretending.

After Yiqing sat down on the chair, Chen Jie locked a baffle in front of Yiqing's stomach.

Ichiqing put his hands on the bezel.

Yiqing was still wearing his monk's robe, and the beads were still spinning on his right hand. Although Yiqing is shackled, his role status has not changed radically, at least in Yiqing's own opinion, it should be - to be precise, he does not want to complete the role change for the time being. From an enlightened monk, he became a lewd and murderous demon in the blink of an eye, and of course Yiqing was unwilling.

The change of roles will not be transferred by the will of a clear person. When it's time to convert, you have to convert, and you can't help him.

Yiqing sat on the chair, his head was slightly lowered, his eyes were slightly closed, when Ouyang Ping first saw Yiqing in Lingguang Temple, Yiqing was sitting on the meditation bed like this. Probably due to psychological inertia, Yiqing has not yet realized the transformation of the role's status.

After Ouyang Ping, Director Feng and Liu Dayu whispered a few words, the interrogation officially began.

"Give your name."

"The poor monk's name is clear."

"I'm asking for your real name—your name before you became a monk."

People are most afraid of revealing the scars, and Ouyang Ping wants to touch the scars.

"The poor monk became a monk at the age of eighteen, and he has already broken off with the past."

"History before the age of eighteen is not something you can break if you say it. We'd love to know your name before you became a monk - that's your real name. ”

"The four major people in Buddhism are empty, and they don't ask where they come from or where they are going. A name is just a symbol, so why bother with it? ”

"If you don't want to say it, then let me say it!"

Yiqing's slightly lowered head suddenly raised - this was when he walked into the interrogation room to face Ouyang Ping, his eyes suddenly emitted some light.

"Linghu Yuan. Am I right? Your name before you became a monk was Ling Huyuan. ”

The muscles on Yiqing's face immediately became rapid and tense, and the relief of the six pieces of fat became stronger. Yiqing did not respond to Ouyang Ping's question. But the beads in his hand stopped turning for the time being. Under the light, the nine ring scars on the top of Yiqing's head were unusually distinct. The forehead and the fat under the cheekbones have become gray.

When Ouyang Ping said the three words "Linghu Yuan", Yiqing's head suddenly tilted back, and his eyes suddenly became much more focused when he looked at Ouyang Ping—his original eyes were more casual and careless. When Ouyang Ping said the words "Linghu Yuan", Yiqing's gecko nose squirmed a few times at the same time, and his flat nose looked already large from the front (from the side, only a little tip of the nose could be seen), but now it looked bigger. A dough looks small, but if it is rolled out with a rolling pin, it will become very large. A clear nose has a bit of that meaning.