The first abbot of Jiuda Temple has been dead for 32 years. As a result, his dwelling was sealed for thirty-two years, and was uninhabited.

The temple has always attached great importance to purity, and every ten days someone will clean this room to be spotless. Therefore, when Zhao Wu'an was imprisoned here, the abbot of Ciqing just lit an incense burner, and the whole house was full of Zen, not at all like it had not been inhabited for many years.

And the tea that Ciqing made for An Guangmao has not yet cooled down, and there is a curling heat behind An Qing.

An Qing did not shy away, quietly stared at Zhao Wu'an, and did not say a word.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Wu'an finally smiled and said, "What do you want to do?" Princess Varan has given up, could it be that you want to take me away?"

An Qing bit her lip and shook her head.

The daughter of the An family, who has always been anxious, was willing to sit in this small Zen room and stare at Zhao Jushi for a whole stick of incense.

"You definitely have something you don't want to say, but I can wait. An Qing looked at him, took a deep breath, and explained, "Sometimes, I am very impatient, and I always rush to speak...... But sometimes, I'm willing to wait, because I know it's not a loss to wait. ”

"When do you think it's not a loss?" Zhao Wu'an felt a little funny.

"For example...... When I met you. ”

After saying this, looking at Zhao Wu'an's gradually strange look, An Qing immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I didn't mean that...... But you can always solve the mystery, right? I'm willing to wait until you tell the truth, and the truth makes me feel that it's not a loss to wait. ”

Zhao Wu'an shook his head slightly and said, "It's not a good thing to be too curious, especially for the girl's family." ”

An Qing snorted, crossed her arms and said, "Anyway, if I don't know the truth, I won't be able to sleep soundly." I know you're definitely lying, pretending to kill someone or something, it's okay to fool someone, I don't believe it. However, after finding out the truth, you must explain it to me!"

A scene that he painstakingly arranged was so easily pierced by the little girl mercilessly, Zhao Wuan also felt a little crying and laughing, and said helplessly: "What if I say, I really killed the person?"

"If Zhao Wu'an wants to kill someone, he will kill so stupidly?" An Qing asked rhetorically.

I really choked on and couldn't say a word.

Anyway, An Qing is also a person who is kept in the dark, Zhao Wuan simply followed her words and said, "You can see far. So, this murderer is stupid, isn't he?"

"yes. An Qing nodded solemnly, "Although I don't know much about Cixuan and the abbot of Ci Wei before, how could you disguise the dead corpse as a chanting sutra when you knew that someone was coming? The reason why the murderer did this, in addition to shifting his attention to you, was also to buy time. ”

Zhao Wu'an was slightly interested, and said with a smile: "So, do you know how he killed Cixuan?"

An Qing puffed out her cheeks and thought about it, shook her head and said, "I don't know." Why do I want to know? I just have to listen to you. ”

Zhao Wu'an laughed and nodded, "That's what I said." But if I die here, it's not worth much, right?"

An Qing was puzzled: "Good and decent, how could you die?"

"Because ......," Zhao Wu'an gritted his trembling teeth and said word by word, "this floor tile ...... It's cold!"

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When the sun was setting, the town below the mountain sent people to Jiuda Temple.

There were a few inexperienced catchers who came, but they heard the murder of the pilgrims in the temple, so they hurried over to check the form. happened to be met by An Guangmao, and by the way, he was accepted as a subordinate.

Although the Qingdi Township case was not solved by An Guangmao, he contributed a lot to it, so he is quite famous in the nearby towns and towns. These arresters had just taken office with orders, and when they saw Antihath here, they dared to talk more, and immediately obediently obeyed the dispatch.

There are more people, and things are always easier to do. An Guangmao quickly chose a vacant room as a morgue and temporarily placed the bodies of the four dead monks in it, which can be regarded as preserving evidence.

An Guangmao had taken a cursory look at the corpse. After all, there was no pretense, and he didn't expect to be able to see anything famous, but unexpectedly, the cause of death of the four people was unprecedentedly the same, and they all died of a stab in the heart.

Among them, Cixuan and Jixuan's chests and hearts were directly dug out, leaving only a black hole. Ci Wai's heart has been stabbed many times, and he can't distinguish flesh and blood. Cihong was slightly better, but he was stabbed deeply in the heart.

An Guangmao put the beautiful woman he got from Cixiao on Ji Xuan's chest and compared, but found that Zhao Wu'an was just inserting this dagger into Ji Xuan's chest and pretending. Long before the beauty left a knife mark, Ji Xuan's heart had been gouged out.

In this way, Zhao Wuan should not be the murderer of the four people. In fact, if he is a murderer, An Guangmao will not believe it in his heart, but this discovery has made him convinced.

Then the top priority is to find Zhao Wu'an's sword box.

An Guangmao first went to Cixiao to return the beauty chop, and asked Zhao Wu'an about the box on his back, but he didn't expect Cixiao, who had always been gentle, to react immediately:

"It should have been taken away by Uncle Jizheng. ”

An Guangmao was stunned, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly, hurriedly thanked him, and walked towards Jizheng's room.

As the great abbot, Jizheng's living room is of course much more advanced than that of ordinary monks. The cornices hang the corners, the wall is wrapped in red paint, although it is not gorgeous, but it is fresh and elegant, and there is a delicate flavor, which is obviously very suitable for meditation and meditation.

An Guangmao stood in front of the door and knocked lightly.

No one answered.

An Guangmao's complexion changed, he took out the hanging knife at his waist, turned his head and commanded a few catchers: "Look outside." If there is any suspicion, take it down immediately. ”

The young catchers changed their faces in fright, but they still answered one after another and scattered in all directions.

An Guangmao kicked open the door and strode in.

Inside the house, there is a Buddhist shrine in front of the door, dedicated to a Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the four walls are full of handwritten scriptures, which are full of dazzling colors.

An Guangmao turned his head to look at the bed, and at a glance, he saw Ji Zheng lying on the edge of the bed, and Zhao Wu'an's dark red box was placed in front of him.

An Guangmao was shocked, threw down the Pu knife, rushed forward to help Jizheng, and stretched out two fingers to probe his snort.

Jizheng's face was pale and gray, but he still had a faint snort.

An Guangmao breathed a long sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to relax, pressed Jizheng Renzhong, and sent a meager internal force from Jizheng's mouth with the other hand. Seeing that Jizheng's face was gradually ruddy, he relieved himself, hugged Jizheng horizontally, put him lightly on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Then An Guangmao turned his head to look at the box on the edge of the bed, and his doubts were even worse. Why did Ji Zheng faint in the room? Zhao Wu'an's box is now placed here unharmed, who will be the murderer?

Looking at the dark red box, An Guangmao's heart suddenly moved.

Curiosity is something anyone can have.

Zhao Wu'an once took out mulberry picking from the box in front of the public. However, at that time, An Guangmao was in Qingdi Township, looking for witnesses according to Zhao Wu'an's request, and missed this scene.

So far, An Guangmao doesn't know what is hidden in Zhao Wu'an's back box.

Zhao Wu'an, who was full of secrets, what kind of amazing secrets were hidden in the backpack that he had been carrying with him? Since Zhao Wu'an knocked on the side and asked him to come to this box, what should he tell him?

An Guangmao squatted in front of the box, reaching out and groping on it. The top of the box is actually a trapboard, and there are several places that can be pushed open directly, and if you want to close it, you can lock it with just a finger movement.

Directly in front of it is a cover as large as the box itself, which appears to be the main opening of the box. An Guangmao put down the box and wanted to open the cover, but found that it was difficult to do so.

But the lid of this box is clearly unlocked, and it stands to reason that it can be opened with a light push. An Guangmao tried his best to feed, but he still couldn't make the cover move half a minute.

In desperation, An Guangmao could only move his gaze back to the trap above, and stretched out his hand to try to uncover one. Unexpectedly, this time it was indeed opened as soon as it was pulled.

A sharp wind rushed out of the box, Rao is An Guangmao reacted quickly and withdrew his hand, and his little finger was inevitably cut by this sharp wind.

An Guangmao was shocked, but before he could react, a surging aura surged out of the box, An Guangmao's throat was sweet, and his body fell backwards, and in an instant, his eyes were dimly red, and he couldn't distinguish between north and south.

The surging aura whizzed around the room, and the trap at the top of the sword case slammed shut on its own.

An Guangmao sat slumped on the ground, gasping for air. Although it was only a flash of surprise, An Guangmao's heart was still full of surprise at this time.

Looking at Zhao Wu'an, who is harmless to humans and animals, the things he carries are so dangerous! Ordinary people will be injured by this aura just by peeping at the leopard in the tube, let alone Zhao Wu'an, who carries it every day?

An Guangmao understood why Jizheng fainted beside the bed. Presumably like him, he was curious about the things in this box, but he was hit by the aura when he was exploring the secret, and he was very old and fainted directly.

Not long after An Guangmao figured out the matter, Jizheng on the bed finally woke up.

An Guangmao did not rush forward, but typed a good draft in his abdomen before he said earnestly: "Abbot Jizheng, you just fell on the side of the bed, which made the juniors worry for a while. Fortunately, now, it should be fine?"

Ji Zheng didn't say a word, squinted his eyes and looked at him, revealing a fine light in his eyes. When An Guangmao felt strange, Ji Zheng turned his head and caught a glimpse of the dark red sword box on the edge of the bed.

The light in his pupils dissipated in an instant. Ji Zheng opened his eyes completely and smiled kindly: "Thank you Antiha, the Buddha will definitely bless you." ”

An Guangmao arched his hand and said: "Although An does not believe in Buddhism, he still thanks the abbot for his auspicious words. An only asks that this time he can solve the murder case of Jiuda Temple and return the peace and tranquility of the temple. ”

Ji Zheng said with a smile: "The old monk took power and thanked Antisa as the new abbot. ”

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In the room where the first abbot was retreating, An Qing was wrapping her arms around Zhao Wu'an, not daring to look at him, her cheeks crimson.

Zhao Wu'an, whose limbs were all shackled, couldn't react to this, but said lightly: "It's so jerky." ”

An Qing was so angry that she immediately raised her leg and kicked him.

Kick and kick, after Zhao Wuan bared his teeth and shouted in pain, An Qing still hugged him tightly with a blushing face.

Zhao Wuan sighed: "I have wronged you." ”

An Qing sighed, turned her head and said, "You are almost freezing to death, what else can I do but do this." Why don't I let that Princess Valan come?"

"Or don't. Thinking of the twenty men with well-developed limbs and simple minds beside Duan Taoli, Zhao Wu'an felt a chill.

An Qing didn't look at Zhao Wu'an, but her arms became tighter and tighter.

“...... I'm going to run out of breath. Zhao Wu'an groaned.

An Qing reluctantly let go of her arm a little: "I'm not afraid that you will freeze ......"

Syllable!

A crisp sound from the doorway caught the attention of the two.

An Qing let go of Zhao Wu'an's hand and looked towards the door, only to see a tiger-headed little novice standing at the door, with a wooden bowl containing a little food under his feet.

Where did De Bing, who grew up in the mountains since childhood, see this scene, and asked with a red face, "Senior brother...... Am I bothering you......"

"No, we're heating. Zhao Wu'an replied seriously.

An Qing angrily stomped on Zhao Wu'an's foot with her boot.

"What kind of warmth!" she cried out, blushing.