We mainly searched the area demarcated by the cordon, but the police had already searched carefully in this area, and it was not easy to find any more clues, and after searching for a while, we found nothing.

Just when I thought it was unlikely that I would find anything, Wen Qingshan, who was looking by the lakeside, suddenly shouted, "Come and take a look at this..."

When Long and I heard this, we immediately walked to Wen Qingshan's side, only to see him holding a green brick in both hands. The brick was covered with silt, presumably because it had just been fished out of the bottom of the pond.

I was a little puzzled: "Boss Wen, what are you picking up a brick for?" ”

Wen Qingshan handed me the green brick and said, "Look at what is on this brick." ”

I took the brick and took a look, only to find that there was a cloth rope tied to the brick, because the mud on the brick was too thick, so I didn't see it just now.

I wiped the mud off the bricks and looked closely, but it was nothing more than a rag rope.

I was puzzled and asked, "Boss Wen, is there anything to say about tying a rag strip on the green brick?" ”

Wen Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Have you forgotten what Brother Fang Cailong said, he said that Mr. Ma should have been tied to his feet with stones and thrown into this pond." ”

Hearing Wen Qingshan say this, I immediately understood what he meant, and exclaimed: "You mean to say that Uncle Ma's feet are not tied with stones, but with this brick...?" ”

Wen Qingshan nodded: "It's very likely... The weight of this green brick is not light, and this kind of green brick should be from a building before the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, as long as you find out the origin of this blue brick, you may be able to find the place where Mr. Ma was really killed. ”

"Pre-Qing Dynasty buildings?" I was slightly stunned, and suddenly thought of a place, that is the ruined temple... I looked at the green bricks in my hand again, and then thought about it carefully, not to mention, the broken temple seemed to be really made of this kind of green bricks.

Thinking of this, I immediately looked up and said, "I probably know where this brick came from." ”

"Where is it...?" Wen Qingshan immediately asked.

I took a deep breath and said, "It's the ruined temple where the stone beast that caused the hemophilia was originally located. ”

"What..."Wen Qingshan couldn't help but be taken aback, and Long Yi on the side also showed a look of surprise on his face.

Wen Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the old Mr. Mo we met that night has always lived in that broken temple, right?" ”

I nodded: "That's right, Mr. Mo said that he has lived there for more than thirty years. ”

"Who is this old Mr. Mo?" Long Yi asked from the side.

I replied: "His name is Mo Ziyang, a few decades ago, and my uncle Huang Yixian in Liangxian is the same two famous feng shui gentlemen, and later he was beaten into a cow ghost snake god, after being released, he disappeared, many people thought that he went to the coastal area of Guangdong, but never thought that he had always been in Liangxian County, incognito, hiding in the broken temple, in order to suppress the evil spirit emitted by the stone beasts at the entrance of the temple. ”

Listening to what I said, Long Yi pondered for a moment and asked, "Where is the ruined temple you are talking about?" ”

I raised my hand and pointed to the hillside next to me and said, "Right there..."

"Is there a ruined temple there?" Ryuichi looked a little surprised, because from where we were, there was no building on the hillside. Of course, in addition to the topographical factors, it is also mainly due to the fact that the trees on the hillside are very dense, and the view is almost completely blocked.

I said, "That ruined temple has a history of hundreds of years, but because it is in the middle of nowhere, it has long been abandoned, and I didn't expect that Mr. Mo would have been living there all along." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Wen Qingshan opened his mouth and said, "Shi Yu, have you ever thought about it, maybe what Mr. Mo said may not be true. ”

I was slightly stunned: "Boss Wen, what do you mean by this?" Could it be that you are suspicious of Mr. Mo? ”

Wen Qingshan said: "I'm just thinking, if your master uncle was really attacked by people in the cult in that broken temple, it is impossible for that old man Mo to be unaware, unless the place where your master uncle was attacked is not the broken temple." ”

Long Yi took over and said, "If you want to find out the truth of the matter, I'm afraid you have to go to that ruined temple to see..."

I was also about to go to the ruined temple to have a look, when I heard Long Yi say this, I immediately waved my hand and said, "Let's go... Look at it..."

Although the ruined temple was hidden by trees and could not be seen from where we were, it was actually not that far away, and there was a sheep's intestine path leading directly to the ruined temple from Jiuyantang.

We walked along the path for five or six minutes, and then we came across a very dilapidated brick building. I raised my hand and pointed to the building and said to Wen Qingshan and Long Yi, "This is the ruined temple..."

Long Yi stared at the broken temple for a while, and suddenly seemed to see something, his face changed slightly, and said, "This is not an ordinary temple..."

"What does Brother Long mean by this?" I hurriedly asked.

Long Yi took a deep breath and said slowly, "This is an underworld temple..."

"Black Sect...?" Wen Qingshan and I were taken aback, the so-called Black Sect is actually the Bon Tantra, and according to our inference, there is an inextricable connection between the Black Demon Sect and the Black Sect.

Wen Qingshan said: "As far as I know, the Black Sect is mainly spread in Tibet, Qinghai, and the Danba and Aba Prefectures of Ganzi Prefecture in Sichuan. ”

"This thing is indeed a bit strange, the black religion temples are actually distributed all over the country, and most of the temple construction time is in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, we found through the guò investigation, these black temples seem to be related to the peasant uprising in the late Ming Dynasty."

After listening to what Long Yi said, I immediately thought of King Chuang Li Zicheng, and immediately understood something, I turned to Wen Qingshan and said, "Boss Wen, when we found out about the treasure of King Chuang, didn't you analyze that King Chuang had something to do with the cult..."

Wen Qingshan nodded: "It seems that my inference is correct, it is very likely that King Chuang secretly received the support of the cult, and as a condition, King Chuang will build underworld temples all over the country. ”

Long Yi said: "However, most of these black sect temples are now abandoned, although this temple is not large, it is still well preserved. At this point, he turned to me again and asked, "You said that Mr. Mo still lives in it?" ”

I nodded, "That's what he said..."

"In that case, then let's go meet him..."Long Yi finished speaking, and walked towards the broken temple, and I inadvertently noticed that he quietly felt something in his hand and pinched it, it felt like a weapon.

I was worried that he would rashly make a move towards Mo Ziyang, so I hurriedly followed him closely.

We quickly walked to the gate of the broken temple, and the two stone beasts at the gate of the broken temple were gone, leaving only two marks. Two dilapidated wooden doors that have been riddled with holes are hidden, and with the gust of mountain wind, the wooden door shakes slightly, and makes a "crunch" sound.

I shouted at the door, "Senior Mo, are you there?" ”

Waited for a moment, but there was no response. I shouted again, but there was no response.

I couldn't help but wonder and said, "Isn't Senior Mo at home?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, a person suddenly walked out of the temple gate, and I fixed my eyes to see that it was none other than Mo Ziyang.

I immediately clasped my fists at Mo Ziyang and said, "Mo senior, we ......"

Before I could finish my words, Moziyang coldly interrupted me: "What are you doing here...?" ”

Mo Ziyang's attitude made me feel a little puzzled, because when I first met him, he was quite enthusiastic, but today it gave people a feeling of being unapproachable, and it was like two people when we met last time.

I settled down and said, "That's right, there was a murder in Jiuyantang not long ago, and we are looking for clues. I thought that you lived in this temple, so I came to see you. ”

Wen Qingshan took my words and said, "We came here rashly today, and I ask Mr. Mo not to blame... In fact, it was also because I stayed up all night that day, Mr. Mo, you are so old after all, and we are worried about your physical discomfort, so we came over to take a look. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ziyang said, "I'm fine, please come back..."

His behavior surprised us all a little, and we didn't know what was going on with this old man, and his temper suddenly became so strange.

Wen Qingshan lowered his voice and said, "There is something wrong with this old man. ”

I was also very puzzled and muttered: "Yes, the last time I saw him, didn't he know etiquette, why is this today... No matter how much we are guests, we are not allowed to enter the door when we come. ”

As I was talking, the dragon on the side spoke, "Did you notice just now that there seems to be blood stains on his clothes? ”

"Blood...?" I couldn't help but be taken aback, and after thinking about it carefully, Mo Ziyang was wearing a dark dress just now, and it was difficult to see at a glance even if it was stained with blood, so I didn't notice it for a while.

The dragon nodded and continued, "Not only does he have blood stains on his clothes, but there is also a smell of blood in the vicinity. ”

Hearing Long Yi say this, I immediately sniffed it seriously, not to mention, there was really a smell of blood.

I looked around and found a few free-range chickens near the ruined temple, and I couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be that he is slaughtering chickens in there?" ”

Long Yi shook his head, frowned tightly, and said, "I'm afraid it's not slaughtering chickens..."

"If it's not a chicken, then how can he have blood on his body?"

Long Yi raised his nose again and sniffed hard, then turned his head to look at me and said, "This smell of blood is not the smell of the blood of ordinary livestock and poultry, but human blood. ”

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