Chapter 9: The Five Myths of Life
Lao Ma's reasoning process is very simple: the location of Fangcun Temple is very remote, and few people usually come, who will climb the mountain for half a day to steal a corpse? The monks in the temple have supernatural powers, who dares to steal things in Fangcun Temple, let alone steal corpses. After stealing Master Zhiguo's body, the criminals decorated the room as it was when the master was alive, indicating that he was familiar with the master's living habits. All of this can show that it was a case committed by a thief.
This analysis was reasonable, and the monk nodded again and again, "Then look at which of us is the thief?" ”
Lao Ma shook his head and said: "Criminal investigation is a technical job, and we don't do the trick of patting our heads to solve cases." Xiaoyu, Heipi, let's go! ”
Lao Ma and they collected fingerprints at the scene, but the fingerprints in the abbot's room were relatively messy, and it only took a while to collect the fingerprints of at least ten people. The old horse pretended to be very calm on the surface, but he was a little panicked inside.
Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Lao Ma with interest to solve the case, which made Lao Ma even more nervous.
Ren Qiuling sat under the big tree outside the temple gate, looking at the sun for a while, and only felt drowsy. Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps behind me, and turned my head to look, but it was the mountain monk who was slowly pacing up the mountain.
Ren Qiuling got up and saluted and said, "Good Master Kanshan!" ”
The monk smiled and asked, "You can't get in either?" ”
Ren Qiuling sighed.
The monk looked at the temple gate, shook his head and said, "A stupid master, teaching a stupid apprentice - Fangcun Temple has been brought to this point, it is all the fault of Master Zhiguo!" In his words, there was no respect for Master Zhiguo.
Although Ren Qiuling was not interested in the grievances of Buddhism, it was much better to have someone to talk to than to study the sunshine alone, and asked, "Why do you have a lot of opinions about Master Zhiguo?" ”
The monk sat cross-legged in the shade of the tree and said, "Back then, Master Zhiguo and I were friends in practice, and in order to have a place to practice, we founded Fangcun Temple together. But then I found out the problem: Master Zhiguo practiced the birth method, and I practiced the entry method. He likes to meditate, and I like to comprehend the Dharma from the various aspects of life. ”
Ren Qiuling didn't know anything about the "birth method" and "WTO entry method", so she could only agree with "uh-huh-oh".
The monk said: "I have quarreled with him many times and fought a few times. He narrowly outmaneuvered and kicked me out of the temple. So I made a living selling tea in the Mid-Levels Pavilion, and watched the Fangcun Temple gradually decline. ”
Ren Qiuling was in awe, seeing that Master Shan actually had the same magical powers as Master Zhiguo, it was really unexpected.
The monk counted his fingers, "The five disciples of Master Zhiguo, Hui Yan, Hui Slow, and Hui Su - all of them are useless, and the other two have some skills, but it's a pity -- " He sighed and suddenly said: "Hui eyes look like a mirror, and karma is predestined for a long time; All kinds of hard work are empty, and practice and practice and long-term. ”
Ren Qiuling didn't understand the meaning of this poem, but she felt that the monk who watched the mountain suddenly started to write poetry while talking, which was very different from modern people, and it may also be a habit brought from the Song Dynasty!
But he said that in the temple, Lao Ma and they had almost collected their fingerprints, thought of a trick, and said: "We have to bring these fingerprints back for inspection, and it is difficult to say the conclusion now." ”
Monk Hui Yan blocked the door and said, "Don't go! I don't care what you're pretending to do, I just want that thief! If you point him out, I'll let you go!" ”
The old horse was also a little angry: "Hey! I'm forensic science, not pretending! How can you solve a case so quickly? Are you Ren Qiuling when I am? "Ren Qiuling solved the case very quickly, as if there was no case that could be difficult for her.
Monk Hui said, "Ren Qiuling, is that your leader?" She has real skills, so I'll look for her. ”
Lao Ma was most unconvinced by Ren Qiuling, and couldn't help but say: "I also understand her routine!" What's there! I'll find you the culprit! ”
The monks were quiet.
It's really a person who is in a hurry, Lao Ma thought to himself: "There are only about 20 monks in this temple, and the criminals are hiding in it." It may not be so difficult to find him. He opened his mouth and asked, "There is a monk in the temple, right?" ”
A monk walked past the crowd and proudly said, "Yes! It's the mountain man! ”
Lao Ma nodded and said, "There is a monk in the temple, right?" ”
Another fat monk held a sutra book in his hand and said, "Amitabha! He walked up to Hui Slow, nodded and said, "I am!" ”
The old horse nodded and said, "It's certain who is the criminal!" ”
All the monks in the temple looked at Hui Slow and Hui Idiot, guessing which one would steal the body of Master Zhiguo. The two of them looked at each other in the same confusion, as if they were both suspicious of each other.
The old horse roared: "Wise and greedy monk! It was you who stole the body of Master Zhiguo! Come out! ”
Buddhism talks about the five mysteries of life, which are greed, hatred, ignorance, and slow suspicion, since there is wisdom and hatred in the Fangcun Temple, there must be wisdom and greed. Hui has a big temper, so Hui should be more greedy. Lao Ma thought that this reasoning was seamless, and couldn't help but look at the monks proudly.
The monks in the temple were quiet, and all of them had a mocking look on their faces.
The idiot monk said: "Detective, senior brother, he will never steal the master's body, and the monks in the temple can guarantee this." ”
The old horse sneered, "This is not for sure! ”
Monk Hui Yan stretched out his hand and pulled the old horse, "I'll let you meet Senior Brother!" As soon as the old horse was held by this mighty monk's wrist, half of his body was numb, and he was secretly frightened: "This monk has so much strength!" "You must know that Lao Ma came out of the special forces and practiced, but in the hands of Monk Huiyi, he didn't have the slightest power to resist like a baby.
Monk Hui dragged the old horse to a small room next to the Buddha hall and shouted, "Senior brother! I've brought someone to see you. "Pushing the door in, the room was empty, and there was not half a human figure.
Monk Hui Yan didn't speak, and directly pulled the old horse to the iron cabinet in the corner of the house, the cabinet was only fifty centimeters in size, it was impossible to hide a person, and it was just right to hide a person's head.
Monk Hui Yan dragged the old horse to the tin cabinet and said, "Senior brother, I am offended! Stretching out his hand to open the iron cabinet, the old horse said: "Don't look at it, it turns out that Master Hui has already passed away, offended and offended!" ”
Hui said angrily: "Nonsense! My elder brother is alive and well, and he is not dead! "Pull back the cabinet door.
Lao Ma thought to himself, "What kind of monk can live in such a small iron cabinet?" Driven by curiosity, he looked down at the cabinet and saw that there was another world inside.
In the iron cabinet, there are also pillars, incense burners, and Buddha statues, like a Buddhist hall. A golden-haired weasel knelt in front of the Buddha statue, making a pray, and when he heard someone coming, he turned around and shouted, "Squeak! ”
"This is the Monk Hui Greed?" The old horse asked.
Hui Yan clasped his hands together and said, "My senior brother is afraid of cats, so he has to do this!" He bowed to the weasel elder brother, closed the iron cabinet and said, "Senior brother is really an outsider, he will not be tempted by the prosperity and wealth of the world at all, and he will not steal the master's body!" If he really wants to steal it, he can't carry it, right? ”
The old horse nodded and said, "I see! The most common case of theft of corpses is Egypt, and most of these cases are for money. However, of course, Master Hui Greedy doesn't like money, so he can be excluded. "Master Hui doesn't love money, he probably loves chicken.
Hui Yan thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "It turned out to be for money!" I know who did it! "Strode out.
They chased after the old horse.
Monk Hui strode out of the temple gate, and when he saw that Master Kanshan was talking to Ren Qiuling, he was not angry but happy: "Haha, it turns out that you are here, but you have saved me a lot of effort!" His right hand was furious, and his body was like electricity, and he slapped his palm on his chest to the master of the mountain.
The master of the mountain lowered his head slightly, did not dodge or dodge, and let Hui slap his palm. In the loud bang, the figures of the two monks were glued together, and the right hand of the monk was printed on the chest of the master of the mountain.
Just listening to the sound, it was like the explosion of more than a dozen explosives, and then looking at the two monks motionless, and it seemed like thunder and rain, it seemed that nothing happened.
Just listen to the sound of "Gegege", countless spider web-like cracks radiate from the feet of the master of the mountain, extending to the roots of the big tree in front of the temple gate. The trees shook violently, and the leaves fell one after another.
How could Ren Qiuling have thought that Hui Yan was a violent temper, and she would do it without saying anything, she was so scared that she didn't know how to dodge!
Zou Yan hurriedly flew over to pick her up and leave, and took her to the temple gate.
Among the branches and leaves, the monk roared: "It turns out that you still have some magical powers!" Eat me again! Roar! In the roar, the golden light of his left hand flashed, and he slapped his palm at the mountain watcher.
Seeing the mountain master flicking the monk's sleeve, the monk Hui was like a catkins blown back three meters by the sleeve wind, and he couldn't stabilize his body, and he turned around like a spinning top in the same place for more than ten times, which turned away from the power of the mountain master's sleeve, and was stunned, and said: "It turns out that you are so capable!" ”
Master Kanshan shook his head and sighed, as if Hui Yan's performance disappointed him, and said, "Make it clear first and then fight!" You say, "Why did you hit me?" ”
Hui Yan thought for a while and said, "Inspector Ma said that stealing corpses is for money!" Who else loves money more than you on this mountain? Hum! ”
The master of the mountain looked up at the sky, "Oh, if you love money, you will steal corpses?" There are more people who love money in the world, why don't you see those people stealing corpses? ”
The sound of "Gege" continued to sound, and the big tree in front of the temple broke inch by inch, and the sawdust floated to the side of the mountain watcher, as if it had hit an invisible cover. In just a few moments, the tree was scattered into sawdust! The power of Hui's palm is amazing, but the body protection skill of Master Kanshan is even better!
The monk had nothing to say, and glared at the old horse.
Lao Ma really couldn't get off the stage, and said to Ren Qiuling: "Team leader! I've done all the preliminary work, and it's up to you! ”
Hui was speechless, the old horse was doing preliminary work for a long time, and it was up to Ren Qiuling to solve the case. Then he was blowing so hard before!