"Don't just talk, come, let's start eating!" Yin Jian said.

"Good!"

After five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, the two talked happily without any restraint.

Suddenly, a catcher came in from outside, and before he got closer, Yin Jian's eyes were sharp, and he immediately asked loudly: "Is it Zhao Catcher?" ”

"It's down there!"

"What's the alarm?"

"Tell the master, there is a murder case, and the local government is reporting that a male corpse was found in the Weiqing Temple in the south of the city. The villain doesn't believe it, how can there be a murder in a peaceful and prosperous world? But what Li Zheng said had a nose and eyes, the villain didn't dare to slack off, went to find out, and found that there was indeed a male corpse, and the little one didn't dare to hide it, so he immediately rushed to report to the master. Zhao Zhukuai said.

"Is there such a thing?" Yin Jian asked, he was shocked, this is a murder! It's not trivial, the murder case must be solved, otherwise, if you are sued in the capital, you won't be able to eat and walk around. Without further ado, a quick decision is required.

Bu Huishu saw Yin Jian's thoughts, and took the initiative to say: "Master, this is a murder case, you need to go quickly, report it now, maybe you have already died, no matter how late, you can't accurately inspect the body and find out the cause of death." ”

"Yes, please go to the post-mortem with me." Yin Jian commanded.

Yin Jian put down his chopsticks, got up, and rushed to the Chengnan Wu Temple, which was dedicated to the general Wei Qing.

Wei Qingmiao is a temple built to commemorate Wei Qing, a great hero who resisted the Huns, and it is a martial temple. There is a statue of Wei Qing in the Wu Temple, and the tablet reads "General Changping Hou Weiqing".

A group of people rushed to the temple, the plaque that fell to the ground was written with two big characters of "Wu Temple", the center of the temple is the mighty statue of Wei Qing, there is a pillar in front of the statue, the pillar is of golden silk nanmu, it is very precious, the local people and the local county government raised funds, coupled with the special appropriation of the imperial court, jointly invested in the construction of this martial temple, the materials used are also extraordinary, after many years, intact.

The location of the deceased's death is in the temple, next to the golden silk nanmu wooden pillar, a knife was inserted into his chest, the blood has coagulated, turned black, the knife flashed cold light, as if enjoying the state of sucking blood, which made people look at it suddenly, the timid want to scream, unable to control themselves, the legs and stomach tremble, or the hind leg meat turned to the front, completely displaced, and could not be reset for a long time.

Yin Jian ordered the body to come forward to inspect the body, and the body was thousands, and Yin Jian and Bu Huishu followed and carefully observed on the side.

It was obvious that the knife stabbed the vital part, it seemed that the murderer was going to kill people, and he made up his mind, it was not just an injury, it can be imagined that he was ruthless at that time, and the deceased looked very painful and died in a very short time.

"Wait, look at this face." Yin Jian said.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Where have you seen this man?" Yin Jian said.

"Yes, it is the son of Hu Yanping, a wealthy local tyrant in the city. Hu Yanping did business, walked the Silk Road, communicated with each other, and made a lot of money. This is his youngest son, born to his seventh wife, the rich second generation, and Hu Yanping's favorite is the most. Dodging since childhood, growing up with nothing, adulthood is either gambling or prostitution, lustful dogs and horses, wandering life, never serious, but, Hu Yanping is not ashamed, but is very happy, what to give, not delayed at all, I don't know why I died here. "Said the truth.

"In other words, the youngest son born to Hu Yanping's seventh wife is Hu Yanshu." Yin Jian asked.

"That's right, it's the Extension Technique. This guy is known to a lot of people. Bad reputation, belonging to notorious people. It belongs to the ruffians, scoundrels, and rich masters on the street, as long as there is money, it is like stinky meat, and there are flies flying around. "Said the truth.

"Forget it, the dead are great, no matter how bad he is, isn't there retribution? There is nothing wrong with sin deserving it, and there are gods in the first three feet of your head. This is an untimely death, obviously not a suicide, it must have been a homicide. I don't know if the official's analysis is correct? Yin Jian said.

"Master, what do you think of this case?" Yin Jian asked.

"It depends on who belongs here? The statue of General Wei Qing is here, and it is a martial temple, it doesn't look like it is deserted, there are still people living in it, and the broken temple that has lived in it for many years, I know that the temple that lives in people and the temple that does not live in people must be different. If there are people living in the temple, it will be popular; If there is no temple to live in, it will be unpopular, and the temple will not survive, that is to say, as long as such a temple is not inhabited, it will soon be dilapidated, and finally collapse, even if the temple is very effective, it is not good to leave people. I see that this temple looks like it is inhabited, you look at the statue, there is an incense burner, there are wooden fish, the ground is tidy, the courtyard is also clean, spotless, as long as there are people, a little bit of piety, it will be cleaned up. It seems that if there is a person living here, this person must love cleanliness, belong to the pursuit of exquisite life, have a strong attitude towards life, is positive, not world-weary pessimistic, and this place just fits these characteristics. Bu Huishu said.

"That's right, Zhao Zhukuai? Is this temple inhabited? If there are people, who lives? Is it a monk or a layman? Yin Jian asked.

"Back to the master, I have to pay further attention to find out." Zhao Zhu said quickly.

Yin Jian felt unprecedented pressure. This Huyanshu is the lifeblood of Hu Yanping, it is regarded as the pupil in the eye, it is his own eyeballs, no one can touch it, and now he not only touches it, but also touches it to death, which is equivalent to poking Hu Yanping's eyes with a knife. This Hu Yanping is not an ordinary character, rich and rival the country, and the emperor of the capital to deal with, but also with the royal business, the emperor in order to reconcile with the Northwest Xiongnu, Hu Yanping entrusted Hu Yanping with a heavy responsibility, is the first important figure in the people, although it is not a relative of the emperor, but all the relatives of the emperor can not catch up with Hu Yanping, Hu Yanping is related to the safety of the imperial court, business in peacetime, once and the Xiongnu turn face, then it is war. It's not fun. To deal with this case well, the pressure is not small, and if you don't do it well, you don't want to say that you have lost your black gauze hat, and maybe you can't even take off the head under the official hat. Thinking of this, Yin Jian's face and body oozed a lot of crystal clear beads of sweat.

"Master, how is this good?" Yin Jian asked.

"The first thing to do is to determine if there are people. Second, to block the news, you can't make the city full of wind and rain, everyone is in danger, this Huyanshu is also a celebrity, it belongs to the capital and is famous, but it is notorious, no matter what, his death can indeed affect the hearts of many people. At least many people want to see jokes, to see how the lord comes to help Kuo Shao, usually helps a lot of good people who have been wronged, and now when they meet a bad person, or a dead bad person, they have to try their best to find out the real culprit. According to the deceased's own actions, it is impossible to judge himself. Further investigation is needed. Bu Huishu said.

"And then?" Yin Jian asked.

"Then, start the investigation, don't make a big move, similar to a private interview with Weifu. Don't alarm the township, let Li Zheng keep his mouth shut, it is best to let Li Zheng come to the temple, and do not leave the scene without permission. Bu Huishu said.

"Lizheng!"

Trotting all the way from outside, an old man with white hair and silver beard came in, looking old, but he walked like a fly, and he was really a loser. When he came in, he said in a loud voice, "Master, the little one is here, the little one is here." ”

"You can't leave the Martial Temple for half a step without permission, do you know?" Yin Jian ordered.

"The little ones know, the little ones know. Do what you are told! Li Zhengyan said.

"Master, what else is there to do?" Yin Jian asked.

"Also, control all those who come, as long as they come in, control them on the spot, and you can't leave half a step. The culprit can only be found if everyone present is present. Bu Huishu said.

As he was talking, a bright light flashed, everyone seemed to be blinded, dizzy, trying to fix their eyes, a person, running over in a panic, looking at the statue of Wei Qing, as if moving, the visitor saw the statue, and then looked at the dead body with a knife in the chest on the ground, the face was hideous, frightened two or three steps back, sitting on the ground with a buttocks, legs trembling.

Everyone was frightened, and the frightened person was scared, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it might scare people to death, and everyone saw that it was a monk.

Bu Huishu said: "Master, this place is weird, please send someone around to search for suspicious people." This monk, please ask the master to interrogate in person. ”

"Yes, Master is right. You work hard, continue to search for suspicious people, this is a murder case, everyone can save their heads when they solve the case, if they can't solve the case, they can touch their heads at any time and they are still on their necks. Yin Jian said.

What Yin Jian said was not a joke. Because of a murder case, how many people were involved in the funeral together! Just as one person drowned, several people went to rescue, and as a result, several people drowned. Those who drowned first were not saved, and those who went to rescue were killed.

The arrangement was set, Yin Jian came to the monk, the light just now turned out to be the light reflected by the monk's head, it was really clean and clean like sixteen bright full moons!

"This official is a local county order, and the answer to the life is given, and in the temple, the official has a great responsibility, and the emperor blames it. What this official said, are you clear or not? Yin Jian said.

The monk's face was as pale as earth in fright, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"The poor monk knows, the poor monk knows, Amitabha, Amitabha!" The monk looked flustered and repeated his words.

Yin Jian looked at Bu Huishu, the master looked at ease, calm, asked Yin Jian's gaze, pretended not to see it, ignored it, Yin Jian understood, the monk's reaction was normal, that is, a person who studied Buddhism thoroughly, encountered a murder case, faced with a bloody scene, there were almost no monks who could ignore it, and a murder occurred in the temple, which had a great impact on the martial temple.

"Why are you panicking? What to do so far? Yin Jian asked.

"The poor monk lives in this martial temple. The poor monk came back and rested in this temple. The monk said.

"Why do you live here? Who is living with them? Yin Jian asked.

"The poor monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he was originally a native of Hongdong County, Shanxi, and was a monk in the Guandi Temple, with the law name Yuankong. Only because of the chaos of the war, the Guandi temple was burned down, fortunately Buddhism is boundless, the Buddha blessed, pick up a life, the abbot of the Guandi temple Master Yuantong passed away, before his death recommended the poor monk to go to the east of Xiangyang City, Hubei Zaoyang City West Caiyang shop to his relatives, helpless to go to Caiyangpu, his relatives have already moved away, nowhere to be found, the poor monk only continue to drift, all the way around, hiding in Tibet, Huayuan all the way to the mountains and rivers, to settle here. Yuankong replied.

"Yuankong?"

"It's the Poor Monk's name."

"What do you do here?"

"There was an old monk here, the poor monk passed by here, hungry and thirsty, only to ask to stay for a night, continue to hurry, the monk family from all over the world for home, to the temple to worship the Buddha, see here on the book Wu Temple, and the poor monk since childhood monk Guandi Temple is the same, so he asked for help Wu Temple abbot teacher, he saw that the poor monk is pitiful, are monks, pity each other, promise to come down, did not expect, the old monk died three days later, the poor monk arranged the aftermath, that is, to live here, until now." Yuan Kong said.

"Li Zheng, is what Yuankong said true?" Yin Jian asked.

"It is true. The old monk Yuantong lived in the Wu Temple all his life, was originally the descendant of the servant of General Wei Qing, and thanked General Wei Qing for his loyalty and kindness, and loved General Wei Qing, so he guarded the statue of General Wei Qing in the Wu Temple all his life, and never left this temple. Later, Yuantong was indeed too old, that is, the countdown, the soil was flooded to the nose, and when he met this Yuankong monk, he took care of it for three days, which was a successful ending. Li is here to testify, if there is the slightest exaggeration, he is willing to accept the severe punishment of the master. Li Zhengyan said.

"This official asks you, Yuankong! What are you doing here? Yin Jian asked.

"Poor monks live here, during the day in the outer edge, some people come to the temple to worship General Wei Qing, give some incense money, repair the temple, the rest to General Wei Qing to reshape the golden body, and for the poor monks to eat and drink on weekdays. In addition, poor monks cultivate vegetables near the temple to meet the needs of life. You can also save money on groceries and use the money on the cutting edge. The poor monk went out in the morning to make a fate, after noon, the sun went west and then rushed back, to the time of the Wu Temple, it was close to dusk, and then the poor monk cooked rice and cooked vegetables. Year after year, month and day, never stopped, in the past has been peaceful, the temple has never had an accident, today suddenly disaster fell from the sky, the poor monk has not seen such a scene for many years. When I was a child, I had a bad impression, and the bloody scene often fell into my dreams, which was a bad impression left by the chaos of war, and many years later, I saw such a bloody scene again, and I was stupid at the time! Yuan Kong said.

"Yuankong, you grow vegetables here, can you take this official and his party to have a look?" Yin Jian asked.

"Absolutely. Please! Yuan Kong replied, then got up and invited Yin Jian to the vegetable garden.

They came to the hillside behind the Wu Temple, and sure enough, they saw a neat vegetable field, planted with a piece of green vegetables, and took a closer look, it was green vegetables, big leaves and small leaves, and leeks, which grew fat and strong, and then some green onions, shallots, and garlic seedlings, it seems that these vegetables can not be eaten by one person, and they are really diligent and not lazy.

Yin Jian looked at it and found that what Yuan Kong said was not fictional, his words were conclusive, true, impeccable, and there was no way or evidence to prove that Yuan Kong had the possibility of committing a crime. Based on impression and experience, Yuankong is by no means a murderer, so who will the murderer be?