Losing money is sure to lose money, but losing money can't give back a living son. And the death is so tragic, the family of the deceased must come to see people.

If it was because of illness or accident, it would be fine, because of murder, the death was so embarrassing, if the parents saw their son's body separated, I am afraid they would not be able to bear it.

Ming Shi was very distressed, and he didn't know how to appease him when the time came.

"Changshan's parents are not young anymore." Ming Shi was very worried: "The poor monk is really worried, he will not be able to bear it when he hears this news." ”

But Xia Yue couldn't help it.

Not to mention that the murderer has no clues for the time being, but what if there are clues? The killer is caught, and the victim cannot be brought back to life.

"Otherwise, I'll go with the master." Xia Yue said.

In case the family of the deceased is too emotional, they can still pull a little. lest you suffer a loss in front of you.

Ye Caitang said: "I'll go too." ”

She is the only one in this bunch of people who is a woman, if the other party has a female dependent, Xia Yue is not very easy to communicate, she can also make some efforts.

So they took counsel, and they went.

Ye Caitang first asked the temple for needlework.

After a while, Changshan's family will definitely come to see it, and they can't let them see the separation of their son's body, they must be sewn up.

Then change into clean clothes, wipe the blood and clean up.

Giving the dead dignity is not to make the dead feel at ease, but to make the living less sad and more comforted.

Although this is Huguo Temple, and the monks in the temple can chant scriptures for Changshan, there is really no one who can make his body complete.

The monks in the temple all sew their own clothes, shoes and socks, and they can point the needle and thread, but sewing clothes and sewing heads are two different things.

Ye Caitang said that Ming Shi was moved.

He first praised Xia Yue fiercely, then tidied up his clothes and bowed deeply to Ye Caitang.

Ming Shi is a high-ranking monk in Huguo Temple, and he doesn't need to kowtow when he sees the emperor, how dare Ye Caitang accept such a big gift, and hurriedly return the salute.

For a while, Xia Yue felt that his face was very bright, worthy of being my person, and honored.

Ye Caitang put on a dress provided by Ming Shi as a smock, rolled up his sleeves, and spent half an hour sewing the severed head back to his body.

Her stitching skills are nothing to say, she has a lot of experience, especially when she meets a girl who has been killed, she always has to recover carefully, which can be regarded as a thing that can be done for the deceased.

Xie Zhi watched from the side, and couldn't help but say, "I said Xiao Ye." ”

Ye Caitang didn't raise his head: "Huh? ”

"Are you really not scared at all?"

Ye Caitang passed through a needle and said, "If you have justice in your heart, you are not afraid." ”

Okay, Xie Zhi thinks he's superficial.

After packing up Changshan's body, Ye Caitang changed his clothes again and went to see Changshan's parents with Ming Shi Xia Yue.

Everyone was silent all the way, the atmosphere was heavy, and when I saw how people spoke for a while, I was relieved of my headache.

No matter how long the mountain road is, there is an end, and finally, I arrived at the door of a small farm yard.

The houses in this area are scattered, unlike the one that Ye Caitang went to yesterday. Changshan's home is hidden in a forest.

"Isn't their family in good condition?" Ye Caitang couldn't help but say: "There are a lot of houses." ”

The monk explained: "No, the Changshan family has many children, and he has an older brother, two younger brothers, and two younger sisters. My sister got married, and the brothers didn't split up and lived together, so it seemed that there were many houses. ”

Ye Caitang understood.

No wonder they will send a child into the temple, it seems that there are indeed many children, and it is difficult to raise. But now that the children are all beaten, they can make money to subsidize the family, and it should be better.

They were a huge crowd of people, and they were seen before they even walked in.

The courtyard door was open, and out came an elderly man, who smiled when he saw Ming Shi walking in front.

But Ming Shi really couldn't laugh.

Ming Shi said in a low voice: "This is Changshan's father, Changshan's surname is Shang. ”

"Master Mingshi." Father Shang had already strode out to greet him: "Why are you here, please sit inside." ”

Then he turned around and shouted, "The master is here, pour the tea." ”

Ming Shi didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, no......"

Ming Shi felt bitter in his heart, how can he drink this sip of tea. After a while, if the merchant found out about his son's death, he was not allowed to beat them.

"Master, you are too polite, you are so polite, how embarrassing is it for the old man." Father Shang dragged the person inside, and then began to babble about the kindness of Huguo Temple to them.

"Over the years, thanks to the care of the temple, they gave us land, helped us build houses, and raised Changshan so well......"

The door opened, and out came a young girl, the youngest daughter of the merchant, who busily went to the small kitchen next to her to pour water and make tea.

Ming Shi didn't sit down, and there was no place to put his tangled hands, Ye Caitang saw it in his eyes, and he only felt a little pitiful.

Of course, it's not just plain pitiful.

Merchants are also pitiful.

Ming Shi froze for a long time and said, "Daddy Shang, this time I came, I actually have something to tell you." ”

Stretching your neck and shrinking your neck is something to say no matter how difficult it is.

"Sit down, sit down, sit." Father Shang beckoned everyone, but suddenly found it a little strange.

Shang Changshan is not there, of course, this is not surprising. Shang Changshan is just an ordinary disciple in the temple, and Ming Shi will not always take him with him when he goes out, but Ming Shi has brought so many people, and there are people who are not in the temple at first glance, which is very strange.

The strangest thing is that none of them seem to have a good expression.

Serious and heavy.

Father Shang chuckled in his heart, and had a bad premonition.

"Master." Father Shang said cautiously: "Is Changshan causing some trouble?" ”

What a disaster it must be to let Ming Shi come in person.

Combined with the closure of Huguo Temple in the past few days, Father Shang's ominous feeling is even heavier.

Ming Shi settled down and asked, "Auntie, in the past few days, her health is fine." ”

In addition to his elderly father, Shang Changshan also has an elderly mother, whose mother is not in good health and is bedridden all the year round.

Ming Shi was very afraid that after hearing the situation, she would be excited, and what would happen to her.

That would be a sin.

Ye Caitang and Xia Yue can understand this feeling very well, they have experienced a lot of this kind of scene and know that it is difficult.

Father Shang sighed: "It's still the same, it's a day at a time." Fortunately, the children are now older, and we two old mouths have nothing to worry about leaving. ”

The soft-hearted monk silently took a step back.

Ming Shi took a deep breath and plucked up his courage.

"Daddy Shang, in fact, the poor monk came here because he had something to tell." Ming Shi said: "Changshan he, yesterday in the temple, encountered misfortune. ”

"Huh?" Father Shang opened his mouth, not knowing what he had heard for a while.