Chapter 200: Late Night Search
They first planned to take her out and share a room with the monks, which would ruin her reputation, and then attribute the loss of this "Buddhist treasure" to her.
Seduce the little monks to break the precepts, and then steal the treasures of Buddhism, just if this word spreads, it will directly kill her!
Her eyes were dangerous, and her heart was like a cannon fire, crackling non-stop.
"You two hide him and take care of him, and I'll go find my mother. ”
"Yes, miss. ”
Yan was extremely unstable in her heart, things had obviously developed unexpectedly, and the noise in the distance was even more complicated and difficult to distinguish, making her heart a mess.
She got up and flew towards Mrs. Yan's room.
In Yan Yun'er's room, it was still calm, and there was still the sound of steady breathing.
Tonight, so lively, can you still sleep?
Hehe, it's not, be a thief.
Yan Zhuo glanced at it, then stopped care, she hurried out, her figure streaked through the night, and did not attract anyone's attention.
"Oh no, at this critical time, why is the host gone?!"
Someone said anxiously.
"Where can the host go?
"I have looked for it, but there is no one in the presiding room, and there is no one in the main hall. ”
"Oh my God, didn't the thief kidnap the host before?"
Someone else thought of what happened before and asked in surprise.
This sentence can stir up a thousand waves with one stone.
"No, it won't!"
"That thief is really hateful!"
"What if the host is in danger?"
The voices of the people were noisy, and all the monks in the temple actually got up at this moment, holding three or two torches and gathered in the courtyard, talking about it.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the deputy host is here. ”
Someone shouted.
The crowd immediately moved out of the way.
"Ah, it's Uncle Hongnin here!"
"Great, Uncle Shi is here, and this is the backbone. ”
"yes, yes. ”
"Uncle Shi is usually very safe, he must have an idea. ”
"Uncle, Uncle......"
Everyone greeted each other.
A bald monk wearing a dark monk's robe walked out, and his face looked extremely gentle, just like the Maitreya Buddha offered in the hall, amiable.
"I've heard about the hosting. Monk Hongren frowned, his face worried.
"From the discovery of the thief to now, it is only a short moment, I have just checked people to ask, the disciple who changed the temple gate in the middle of the night said that he had never seen anyone go out, presumably the thief is still in this temple, but I don't know where to hide. ”
He looked at everyone with a full of sorrow, and continued: "The thief, I don't know why he came, what he stole from, or where did he go with the host? For the safety of the host and everyone, and the safety of the property in the temple, I suggest that every place in the temple should be searched carefully. ”
"Uncle Shi is right. ”
"Yes, let's do what Uncle Shi said!"
As soon as everyone heard Hongren's words, they suddenly felt reasonable, and the worry in their hearts became even stronger, and they suddenly felt the same hatred and hatred, and their momentum was high, so they took action and searched everywhere carefully.
It's just that some people are cautious, and after thinking about it, they asked again:
"Where is the guest?"
Monk Hongren thought for a moment and sighed.
"For the sake of today's plan, I have to take the liberty of disturbing, and the distinguished guests are also well-informed people, presumably, they can also understand our suffering. ”
When the temple was in danger, there was no way out, everyone frowned, nodded, and all agreed.
So, Uncle Hongnin brought a team, and the slightly older uncles also brought a team each, and went to search everywhere.
Pour time, the temple is brightly lit, knocking on the door, talking, endless.
It's just that there are many houses in the temple, and some rooms are far apart, so it takes a lot of effort to check it.
The door was knocked on one after another, and everyone in the room was awakened one by one, and when they knew that the situation in the temple was urgent, they all expressed their understanding and did not blame. The faithful servants, who were even more worried about their masters, followed the procession to see how their masters were doing, and to help them find out.
Guo Yang is among them at this time.
There was a condensation in his eyes, looking at this chaotic scene, and his heart kept speculating, is this what the man said to prepare?
He watched quietly, observing the performance of each person's face.
The team he followed is now at the residence of the little maids and grandmothers who came to the house.
The monks, as usual, stepped forward and knocked on the door, woke up the people, folded their hands, said Amitabha, explained the reason, and went into the house to search.
It's just that nothing has been gained.
The expressions on everyone's faces became more solemn.
By this time, a team sent to search elsewhere had returned.
"Uncle Hongnin," a monk from the rear was anxious, and he didn't care that there were outsiders present, so he said urgently, "Uncle, the relics enshrined in the temple are gone!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, Hongren looked incredulous and staggered a step.
O relics!
This, this is the most precious treasure in the temple, it has been passed on for so many years, and nothing has happened, how can it be lost today?
"In any case, we must find the host and find the relics!"
Hiroshi had grief in his eyes, and his face was resolute.
"Yes. ”
The monks were even more silent, and everyone knew what the relics meant to them.
The night was as dark as ink, and only the torches were burning with beeps.
Their expressions were solemn, and the efficiency of their work was obviously accelerated, and the inspection was more careful.
It's just that every room is for them to enter with full expectations, and then, with a heavy face and a disappointed face, come out.
The people who followed were silent.
Everyone's eyes looked at the scattered rooms in front of them.
In that room, it is the most distinguished guest in this temple who lives now.
There was not a single light, no movement, it was dark, it seemed to be hiding something, and it seemed that there was nothing.
The people in the Guogong Mansion who came with them were extremely worried.
They hoped that the poor monks would find the thief, find their host, and retrieve the relics!
I didn't want the thief to be hiding in the few rooms ahead.
For whether the thief hid in the house, or whether the thief had harmed their master, none of these facts were good to them.
Ignoring the different minds of the people, the monks' faces turned sideways, and they strode towards those places.