"Chu Yi, what do you think?"

On the way, Xu Si turned his head to ask Zhang Chuyi if he had any ideas.

"Fourth brother, you ask me?" Zhang Chuyi pointed to his nose and laughed, "I'm an expert in fighting, forget about this detective, my brain is not so good."

If my brother might be able to see something, that kid has been a ghost since he was a child. ”

"I hate this kind of errand that consumes brain cells." Xu Si put his finger to his mouth and took a puff into the air: "I don't dare to smoke cigarettes, I'm really sad." ”

Listening to Xu Si's complaints, Zhang Chuyi shook his head and smiled, there is indeed no good way.

Of all kinds of cases, the most difficult to solve is the kind of completely random disappearance.

I don't know the murderer's mechanism, I don't know what the victims have in common, and I don't see anyone alive or dead.

As long as these three characteristics are present, then the case is very, very difficult to solve.

The case of the disappearance of Kongoji Temple basically meets the first and third characteristics.

As for the second characteristic, the murderer seems to only attack the disciples of Buddhism, so Xu Si will wonder if there is an organization that wants to take revenge on Buddhism.

This is probably the only clue at present, otherwise we can only wait for the murderer to commit the crime again.

Coming to the main hall, Xu Si found a key figure in this case - the supervisor of King Kong Temple.

According to the inquiry, the five disciples who disappeared all disappeared on the way out on errands.

Three of them were on their way to a nearby village and lost news on their way back.

The other two are strangers, invited to Putuo Temple to exchange and study, but after going out, they did not reply to the temple, Zhengxingjian Temple was not relieved, and sent a message of inquiry to Putuo Temple, only to learn that the two disciples had never come to Putuo Temple at all.

Zhengxing immediately called the police, because it involved a stranger, so the company attached great importance to it and immediately sent someone to assist in the investigation.

The main hall of King Kong Temple can only be described as splendid, just cross the threshold, you can see a golden body as high as ten meters high in the hall.

Under the sunlight, the whole Buddha statue is shining with golden light, and the surrounding Buddha statues also become bright, and the pilgrims who do not know why enter here think that they have come to the spiritual mountain where the Buddha's light shines.

However, instead of meditating in front of the statue of the Buddha, he shrank into a corner beyond the reach of the Buddha's light, facing the ground in the corner of the wall, and chanted the scriptures with his head down.

"Master Zhengxing." Xu Si came to the back and shouted, "I am Xu Si, the person in charge of the investigation sent by the company, and I want to find you to know some information." ”

"Amitabha." Zhengxing turned around and startled both Zhang Chuyi and Xu Si.

It stands to reason that Zhengxing is the senior brother of enlightenment, and he should be about the same age.

But Zhengxing looks withered, his eye sockets are deep, and he is worse than the state of the Lingyin Temple's master of the void, and those who don't know think they are already eighty or ninety years old.

"Master Zhengxing, you don't seem to be in good health." Xu Si had a slight doubt in his heart.

According to the company's records, the former abbot of the King Kong Temple, Master Biaokong, stood alone in the world with half of the "Diamond Sutra", and the horizontal martial arts of King Kong is the most talked about.

Therefore, after the death of the master, the enlightenment, who inherited the position of abbot, named the temple after Vajra.

Among the several apprentices of Master Apparent Kong, except for the abbot of enlightenment, the others are all inhuman masters who practice the Diamond Sutra.

It stands to reason that the more you practice martial arts like this, the stronger your body will become, and the more vigorous your qi and blood will be.

But Master Zhengxing looks like he is in his last years, and he doesn't know what went wrong.

"Master Xu Shi doesn't have to worry, the poor monk only had a serious illness a few years ago, so his body looks a little thin." Zhengxing lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are all fateful, just a stinky skin, nothing to care about." ”

"The master's Dharma is exquisite, and the younger generation admires it." Xu Si smiled and asked, "Speaking of which, can the master talk about the five missing disciples?" ”

"Alas......" Zhengxing sighed softly, "Shanwen and Shanlin are all good disciples with wisdom and compassion, and they didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe." ”

"Then these five disciples, do you usually have enmity with others?" Xu Si took out his mobile phone and began to record while asking.

"Probably not." Zhengxing shook his head without hesitation, "Those disciples are usually in the temple, they are all kind and gentle, and they get along well with other senior brothers, and they have never heard of conflicts with anyone. ”

"In this way, the situation of vendetta by senior brothers can be ruled out." Xu Si muttered and deleted a suspicion from his phone.

Zhengxing's answer and the results of other disciples' inquiries did not deviate much, and there was nothing strange about it.

If that's the case, then the second feature is likely to be included in the case report as well.

Could it be that some people are really unhappy with Buddhism, so they take these disciples out of anger?

At this time, the two monks walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall as if no one was around.

One of the monks holds a sack and a piece of paper, while the other holds a money counter.

The two of them came to the merit box with the golden body of Rulai, took out the key and opened the merit box, most of which were red hundred-yuan bills, and the rest were one-yuan coins or banknotes.

They didn't care about the coins and the small denomination banknotes, but just picked up the hundred-dollar bills to the ground, quickly folded them into a pile, and checked them in front of the Buddha.

There was silence in the hall, and only the sound of the banknote counter filtering the banknotes could be heard.

"Nima, are all the current monks so violent?"

Zhang Chuyi looked at the two monks who seemed to be bank clerks, and his heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses rushing by.

Soon, the two monks who had finished counting the banknotes stuffed bundles of hundred-yuan bills into sacks and left the Daxiong Treasure Hall with the machine calmly.

"The disciples of your temple really regard money as nothing, so much money, I look at it and feel a little moved." Zhang Chuyi couldn't help but laugh twice.

"Let the two benefactors laugh." Zhengxing bowed his head and confessed, "The incense in this temple is a little stronger, every time a pilgrim comes, he will stuff money into the box, if he doesn't deal with it in time, it won't be long before the money will be sprinkled all over the hall."

However, these donations, the temple has always donated to orphanages and nursing homes, for the old and the young. ”

"Your temple is a great virtue, I took the liberty." Zhang Chuyi clasped his palms together and said.

However, he was a little unimpressed in his heart.

How much can I donate with this little money in the merit box?

Which big boss puts incense on the temple and will stuff the money into the merit box?

Wouldn't they all just take a bank card?

Looking at the appearance of this old monk and the two little monks, it is estimated that they are already accustomed to this kind of thing, and they look like they take it for granted.

If you want him to say, this King Kong Temple, just change its name to the Money Temple.