84_84070I walked around the temple again with doubts, and finally found the problem, it turned out that I don't know who posted a portrait of Zhong Kui on the temple door.

"Who posted this?" I pointed to the portrait of Zhong Kui and turned back to Yan Sù and asked, a guy next to me came over and said: "Yes, we posted it, Captain Ma said, there is evil in this temple, so I used a Zhong Kui statue to town, I didn't expect it to be pasted yesterday, and something happened today."

"Who's Captain Ma?" I asked, and as soon as this man pointed to the buddy who kowtowed like a bloody gourd with a face full of garlic, I understood that he was Captain Ma.

Presumably, this horse captain learned such a trick somewhere, thinking that there were ghosts and ghosts in this temple, so he used Zhong Kui to deter the little ghosts, but he didn't know that this kind of practice of pasting Taoist priests in the monk's temple was equivalent to stepping on the line, which was of course asking for hardship.

I hurriedly took down this troublesome statue of Zhong Kui, and said that it was strange, the captain of the horse, who had been desperately kowtowing there, suddenly stopped, but his upper body was straight, and he still knelt there straight, ignoring the blood that was still dripping from his forehead.

It seems to have an effect, at least he has stopped kowtowing, but kneeling like this is not a thing, has the monk here not fully forgiven him?

Or is there any wish that has not been fulfilled?

My curiosity grew stronger, and everyone around me focused on me, and I suddenly felt that I was a bit of a tiger, and now that I had to save this person.

But I don't know any other way, why don't I recite a diamond sutra to him? Or do you want someone to carry him back first and see what is going on?

But since he is kneeling here, I am afraid that there must still be a problem that has not been solved, I hesitated for a while, and inadvertently walked to the door of the temple, looked up and looked inside, and something strange happened.

The moment I looked up, I saw that there seemed to be a black cloud hanging over the Buddha hall, and I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked at it again, the black cloud was gone.

I hurriedly called a few people and asked them if they had seen anything strange in the Buddha hall, but a few people looked around and didn't see anything, and I understood in my heart that there must be something strange in this Buddha hall, but only people who have studied some Buddhism like this and have a little bit of spirituality since childhood can see it.

The place where the black cloud appeared just now was on the beam of the Buddha hall, I immediately asked someone to move a ladder over, and then I carefully climbed up, and when my hand was on the beam, I suddenly came across something hard.

I hurriedly withdrew my hand, and from the feeling I had just made, I concluded that it was a person, and it should be a bald head, and it was the heart of this person's head that I had just touched.

Monk?!

"There's someone on the beam!"

I shouted at the people outside, and everyone hurriedly gathered around, and I jumped down the ladder and asked the village party secretary to immediately arrange for two people to go up and carry the people on the beams down.

The village party secretary was a little panicked, hurriedly called two people, climbed the ladder, and quickly carried the people above the beams of the house down.

There was a dead man on the beam of this temple, and the onlookers were suddenly shocked, and they were all scared, and the two people were also trembling, carrying the corpse and placing it at the door of the temple.

This person is really a monk, the water in his body has long evaporated, the dark brown skin is tightly wrapped in bones, and the clothes on his body have long been rotten, but his face is quite peaceful, just staring at his eyes, as if he died very suddenly.

At this time, few of the surrounding villagers dared to come, and only Ansari and I were the only ones who were there, as well as the village party secretary and a few bold ones. Looking at this corpse, I muttered a little in my heart, who did this monk provoke, since he was practicing alone in this Alan Ruo Temple, it was impossible to provoke the enemy, how did he die?

Of course, first of all, one thing is certain, that is, this monk must have died of homicide, the reason is very simple, no one will climb to the beam of the house before he dies, inexplicably climb to the beam and wait for death, the reason can only be that after the monk was killed, the body was hidden on the beam of the house, so as not to be discovered.

I didn't expect to encounter a homicide in this accident, but I don't know how long this person has been dead.

I turned around and asked the village party secretary how long this temple had been deserted, and he thought about it and told me that this temple had been deserted since he was a small memory.

He had heard the old people in the village say that before the liberation, there was a monk living in this temple, and it looked like it for several years, but this kind of temple basically did not accept incense, and the monk himself lived here alone, and few people came.

Later, the monk disappeared somehow, and the people in the village said that the monk should have left, and traveled all over the world, at that time, the army was in chaos, the family could not even eat, and no one cared about a monk's affairs.

Just a few years later, the whole country was liberated, and since then, this temple has never been visited by monks, and it has been abandoned until now.

But no one has found out about the dead body on the beam of this house for decades, and if it weren't for a whimsical idea in the village a few days ago to repair the small temple, I'm afraid that in a few years, no one will know the secret here.

I looked down at the dried corpse in front of me again, presumably this was the monk back then, but I didn't know who couldn't get along with him, not even a monk who practiced asceticism.

Is it a robbery? Unlikely, where did an ascetic monk get his belongings.

Is it a vendetta? It is also unlikely that a monk can have such a deep hatred with anyone.

But no matter how he died, it has nothing to do with us now, and decades of mystery have nothing to do with us.

I sighed, leaned over and bowed to the corpse a few times, and said, "This master, although we don't know why you were killed, but we can see you in a few decades, and it is fate, so we will put you in the ground, so as not to expose the wilderness. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw that the monk's round eyes just now were gradually closed.

Everyone was amazed, and I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked the village party secretary to carry the monk's body to be buried, and instructed him to bury the tattered futon in the temple together, and offer more incense, candles and fruits, and it must be fine.

The village party secretary happily called someone to do this, and I looked back at the captain of the horse who was kneeling upright on the ground, and I don't know when he had fallen to the ground and was unconscious.

I knew that this was a good thing, so I asked someone to carry him back to the village to recuperate, and told them that if Captain Ma woke up safe and sound tomorrow, it would mean that it was all right, and the repair work of this small temple could continue.

That's it, I tossed for a long time to get this thing done, and waited on the mountain for a while, and the monk's body was also buried in the ground, and then I read a few scriptures in the temple, in fact, I don't know what the effect is, but this temple has been deserted for decades, and there are so many strange things, driving away evil spirits, driving away demons and monsters or something, probably that's what it means, as for whether it's useful, then I don't know.

When everything was settled, it was already afternoon, and we returned to Wanghe Village, where the captain finally woke up after two hours of coma, the blood on his face had been cleaned, but he didn't know anything about what had happened before.

But this has nothing to do with us, they will build the temple or something later, that is their business, and the reason why I take care of this matter is for only one purpose.

So I asked him when the village party secretary was grateful to us, and I told him that we were actually just two tourists who came to visit, and we came here because we were interested in Wu Zetian's crime removal Jin Jian, and I wanted to know about the things of the year, and if it was convenient, I also wanted to go to the place where Jin Jian was discovered.

After I finished speaking, the village party secretary was a little stunned, and then showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said to us, in fact, this is not a great thing, nor is it a secret thing, it has been reported on TV, what else is there to hide?

But unfortunately, because there are too many people coming to the door these days, and there are even people pretending to be reporters, the old man is so annoyed that he simply took his family out, as for where he went and when he came back, he didn't know anything.

I didn't expect the village party secretary to give us the same answer, so I couldn't help frowning, but Ansari said on the side: "Since the subject is not at home, then I think, as a village cadre, you should also know this matter in detail, why don't you come and tell us about it?" ”

Ansari usually doesn't speak, but it works when he speaks, and the village party secretary readily agreed, and he led us to a secluded tree, found a few stools, and began to talk to us.

The next thing to talk about is the story of Wu Zetian's elimination of sin Jin Jian