"How is it now?"

When Zhang Chuyi arrived at the place, he did not enter the King Kong Temple immediately, but first followed Xu Si to find the employees who kept vigil last night to understand the situation.

The night watchman handed the transcript to Xu Si, and then said: "This morning, we went to the monks of the temple to inquire about the case, and this time it was two great monks who had been in the temple for some years.

From their mouths, they learned that although it was the first time that a monk had disappeared in Kongo Temple, some monks would leave the temple every year, and over the years, there would be thirty or forty people one after another. ”

Dou Le frowned slightly: "Isn't it normal for people to flow in the temple.

"That's right, now that monks have become professionals, only college students with a bachelor's degree are recruited, and they are coming for high salaries, and if they earn enough, they will return to vulgarity." Zhang Chuyi also echoed.

"But these monks who left the temple don't have such a motive." The employee shook his head and explained, "According to the witnesses, these monks who left the Vajra Monastery are all virtuous and wise practitioners, much better than the professional monks in the monastery.

Moreover, these people have already seen through the red dust before entering the temple, and there is no reason to practice well in the temple, and suddenly they are vulgar. ”

"Do you have the contact information of these lay monks?" Xu Si noticed something strange and planned to directly find these monks who had left the temple.

"The contact information of the lay monks is in the hands of Abbot Zhengjue, but he went to the Hope Orphanage in the east of the city early this morning to make a donation."

"You send a few people to keep an eye on, and let's go find enlightenment." With a wave of his hand, Xu Sisi immediately shifted his position............

"Thank you so much, Abbot Zhengjue, this money you gave can greatly improve the lives of children." The director of the Hope Orphanage held Zhengjue's hand tightly, his eyes full of tears.

"Monks should be compassionate, these children are helpless, our Vajra Monastery is just transferring the donations of pilgrims, and the most important thing to thank is those who have not left their names." Zhengjue's smile was gentle, and he didn't take credit for donating a large amount of money.

At this time, a few children in the orphanage who were not afraid of birth came over, tilted their heads to look at the adults gathered together, and sucked their fingers in their mouths.

One of the children was a little scruffy, his face was covered with dust, and there was a turquoise snot in his left nostril that was slowly flowing longingly.

When the Master of Enlightenment saw this, there was a hint of love in his eyes, and he grabbed his robe and wiped the child's snot away.

The reporters in charge of reporting on the donation hurriedly pressed the shutter, thinking that today's manuscript had material again.

Rejecting the dean's invitation to stay for dinner, Master Zhengjue prepared to continue the next part of his journey, which was to go to the nursing home in the west of the city to make donations.

As soon as the result came out, he bumped into a group of people who were all connected.

"Person in charge Xu." Seeing the comer, Zhengjue greeted with a smile: "Everyone from the company is here, but you have something to do with the poor monk?" ”

Xu Sibi said with a lazy expression: "It's not a big deal, but there are some questions I want to ask the abbot for you to understand." ”

Hearing this, Zhengjue turned to the reporter and smiled and said: "Media friends, there are some situations in the temple, the poor monks have to go back, and the nursing home will go back later, anyway, the money has been delivered, and it doesn't matter if I go or not." ”

After speaking, regardless of the reporters' retention, he followed Xu Si into the car.

Dou Le didn't get in the car, but planned to report to Zhao Dong and report on his work in the past two days.

Xu Si took people back to the King Kong Temple, and as soon as he got out of the car, he asked: "Abbot, we know through investigation that there are several monks in the King Kong Temple every year, is there such a thing?" ”

Zhengjue replied lightly: "The world is impermanent, there are people from the King Kong Temple who come here every year to shave their ordination, and there are also monks who return to the world every year, so there is nothing to make a fuss about." ”

Xu Si kept going and continued to ask: "But why do the laymen seem to be recognized practitioners in the temple and virtuous monks?" ”

"Person in charge Xu laughed." The corners of Zhengjue's mouth rose slightly, "Which of the monks of my Vajra Temple is not a cultivator?" Who is not a virtuous person? ”

"And the abbot, do you have the contact information of these people?"

"Amitabha." Zhengjue proclaimed the Buddha's name and replied with a calm expression: "Buddhism is like a bamboo raft that crosses people, since these people are still layman, they think that they have already successfully crossed the Buddha, and after they have crossed, the Dharma is useless to them, so after they leave, all the things left behind by the poor monks will be burned together." ”

Zen Buddhism is nothing else, and the ability to debate scriptures can be called a must.

Xu Si answered three questions in a row, and the abbot dismissed them lightly, and did not gain any useful information.

In this case, either Enlightenment knew that it would be questioned, so it dealt with the clues in advance.

Either the case really has nothing to do with him, and it's all a coincidence.

However, in Zhang Chuyi's view, most of the coincidences in this world are caused by inevitable events.

However, Abbot Zhengjue has not shown any problems so far, so it is difficult for him to make up his mind.

Seeing that the case was about to reach an impasse again, a little novice stumbled over.

"Shanhong, why are you so flustered?" Enlightenment asked softly.

Xiao Shami gasped twice, and pointed to the east with a panicked expression: "Village...... Tou...... A corpse was dug up! ”

Hearing this, everyone changed color, and immediately ran in the direction that the little novice pointed to.

After arriving at the place, Zhang Chuyi found that dozens of people had gathered here.

There are monks from Kongoji Temple, villagers living nearby, and employees of Nadutong.

A large group of people formed a circle, pointing at the center.

"What's the situation?" Xu Si patted an employee on the shoulder.

The employee replied: "There is a villager who wants to grow some vegetables, and there is a lot of wasteland near Kongo Temple, so he planned to dig a vegetable field here, but when he went down with a hoe, he found that the hoe was not moving, and he thought that he had dug up a stone. ”

"Everybody get back ten meters!" Xu Si suddenly shouted, rolled up his sleeves and roared: "The employees of the company are all here to dig, Fei Fei, you notify the forensic doctor." ”

Then, Xu Si gave Zhang Chuyi a look.

Although he didn't speak, Zhang Chuyi suddenly understood.

The fourth brother asked him to keep an eye on all the people who appeared at the scene, everyone here could be the murderer.

"Maybe you don't need to notify the medical examiner." Zhengjue also rushed to the scene out of breath at this time, "If the poor monk is not mistaken, what is buried under this field should be the body of my master's empty surface." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people who knew everything wanted to curse in their hearts.

How is it that every time I find some clues, it will be in vain in the end?