Chu Sanlang suddenly improved, and the governor's mansion was full of joy, and a big feast was held to celebrate, not to mention it.

According to the instructions of the stinky monk with a mysterious origin, Chu Zhizhou ordered people to build a temple in a relatively remote open space in the western district of Jizhou, called "Lonely Sky Temple", and the stinky monk then lived in it and became the only monk in it.

As for the usual food and drink, they are all worshiped by Chu Zhizhou.

The lonely temple was first built, it was empty, there was no Buddha statue, etc., it was very simple, only a futon was placed on the ground.

The stinky monk usually sits cross-legged on the futon, does not knock on the wooden fish, and only closes his eyes and counts the prayer beads.

All kinds of situations are unreasonable. But Chu Zhizhou had already decided in his heart that this stinky master was a master in the world, and he could not be measured by ordinary etiquette.

On this day, it was the fifth day after Chu Sanlang woke up, and Chu Zhizhou called him to the study to talk:

"Saburo, tell me what happened that night as it was. ”

Chu Saburo didn't dare to hide anything, and said it from memory. Whenever he thought of his beloved sweat and blood BMW being cut off by a knife, and it was placed at the end of his bed, leaving a bed full of blood, his heart was like a knife, and he felt very uncomfortable.

After listening, Chu Zhizhou paced with his hands and fell into the long exam.

Chu Sanlang knelt on the ground and sobbed: "Uncle, you must avenge the child." ”

Chu Zhizhou said coldly: "San Lang, don't worry, if this matter is not investigated, and the culprit is brought to justice, can our Chu family still be based in Jizhou? San Lang, don't leave the house these days, stay in the room and recuperate for a while, so as not to have any troubles." ”

The dignified governor of the state mansion was actually touched silently, the sword beheaded the horse, and then placed it at the end of the young master's bed unconsciously, which was simply a great shame. It even means that the other party may behead not the head of the horse, but the head of the person at any time and place, and there is an undisguised threat.

Chu Zhizhou is not afraid of threats, and a person in a high position like him cannot be threatened so easily. In his opinion, the other party's behavior seemed to scare Chu Saburo on the surface, but in fact, "Xiang Zhuang danced the sword, intended for Pei Gong", which should have come to scare him.

The second prince's person?

I guess so...... His first thought was the turmoil of the current situation, and it could not be a personal vendetta. After all, not long after the Chu family went to Jizhou to take office, Rao is Chu Sanlang is arrogant, and it is impossible to provoke such a powerful opponent. As for ordinary people, even if they trample and bully them, they can't do such things.

I don't have the ability to do that!

I couldn't get valuable information from Chu Sanlang's mouth, and the tiger and wolf guards in the mansion, as well as the head catchers in the mansion, all went out, and they visited secretly for many days, but they didn't find anything. In terms of investigation, it has come to a standstill, as if this thing was not done by mortals, but it can be done seamlessly and without flaws.

Chu Zhizhou once thought that it was very likely that it was the hands and feet of the strange people and strange people who were snare by the second prince, so it would be difficult to do. Fortunately, God is pitiful, and a stinky monk appears sideways.

He decided to visit the stinky monk and get some breath.

In the West District, the Lonely Sky Temple, there is no incense.

Now there is only one stinky monk in it, describing it as vicious, the body smells, and there is no Buddha statue in the temple, where can I attract incense to worship?

Chu Zhizhou originally wanted to send people from the house to make incense and drive popularity, but he was denied by the stinky monk, and said: "Poor monks don't cross ordinary people, don't ask for incense." ”

Chu Zhizhou had no choice but to follow him.

Sitting in a sedan chair to the temple, getting off the sedan chair, and seeing that the temple door was closed, Chu Zhizhou ordered someone to go up and knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened, revealing the figure of a stinky monk: "It turned out that Lord Zhizhou was visiting, please come in." ”

Chu Zhizhou walked in with two healthy servants, but there was no one serving tea inside, and there was no place to sit. However, Chu Zhizhou already had a score, so he asked people to bring a folding stool with him, and opened it and sat down at this moment.

The stinky monk was still sitting on the futon and asked, "My lord is here, but is there something?"

Chu Zhizhou knew that he was a straightforward person, and he didn't do false routines, so he got straight to the point: "Yes, the master's magic is unpredictable, and he will sober up the old man and nephew with a drink, and his soul will return to his place." Dare to ask the master, do you know who uses the method to harm people?"

The stinky monk smiled slightly: "What the other party did was just an ordinary spell, and it must have just wanted to scare Young Master Chu, and there was no murderous intent." ”

Chu Zhizhou said awe-inspiringly: "Even so, the old man can't turn a blind eye, and must ask for an explanation." In the past, Taizu had an order, and the Tao was revealed, and if it disturbed the people's livelihood, it would not be forgiven. ”

Although he was grateful to the stinky monk, he was not afraid.

The stinky monk raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked, "At that time, can you tell me more about the situation?"

Chu Zhizhou did not hide it, and told everything he knew.

The stinky monk sighed leisurely: "What a trick to cut off the horse's head, borrowing the corpse to frighten the soul...... By the way, where is the horse's head and body?"

Chu Zhizhou said abruptly: "I have already packed up and buried." Listening to what the other party said now, the horse carcass is likely to be an important piece of evidence. But where could I think so much at that time? I only asked him to test it, and it came to the conclusion that it was cut off by a sharp weapon such as a "sword blade", and then he had the horse corpse buried.

I heard the stinky monk shout "It's a pity" and said: "If the horse corpse is still there, more clues can be traced, but now there is no way." ”

Chu Zhizhou couldn't help but sigh, and asked unwillingly, "Master, there is no other way to check?"

The stinky monk shook his head: "The Tao is supernatural, ever-changing, after a lot of time, where to start? Lord Zhizhou, there is a sentence that the poor monk doesn't know whether to say or not." ”

"Please speak to the master. ”

"There is a god three feet above your head!"

Chu Zhizhou was stunned: What the other party said seemed to mean something, but it was very mysterious and difficult to understand. He frowned, and suddenly asked, "I don't know how long the master will be traveling through Jizhou?"

Although he built a temple according to the request of the stinky monk, he knew in his heart that it was impossible for the other party to settle in the city.

The stinky monk replied: "Or three or five days, or three or five years, indefinitely." If there is nothing else, please go back to your home, and the poor monk will recite the scriptures. ”

Chu Zhizhou hurriedly got up and said, "I'm bothered, he will come to visit him again in the future." I didn't get the answer I expected, and I felt a little depressed.

He had just taken a few steps when a stinky monk's question suddenly came from behind him: "My lord, you said that you killed the horse's head with only one sword?"

Chu Zhizhou said: "Exactly, a sword with a severed head, there is no hindrance, and the murderer will use it as a sharp weapon." ”

The stinky monk nodded, closed his eyes again, and said no more. But when Chu Zhizhou went out and brought the door, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a breathtaking light shot out, and he muttered to himself:

"Sweat and blood, a sword to decapitate, how sharp? Could it be that it is a flying sword...... Tsk, it's impossible, the flying sword beheads the horse, making a big fuss, wasting ......"

(To be continued)