Ouyang Bei had already promised this half-month period with the prefect, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so he went to the gatehouse to send out the crowd to find people who knew about this kind of domineering kung fu.

Only Lao Wang Tou and Song Chengzuo were left to question Xiaocui and Lao Bustard in detail in Fengyi Building, and combined with their confessions, they studied the case in detail, but they had no clue when they studied and studied.

Ouyang Bei couldn't help but be a little discouraged, remembering that Song Chengzuo had said that his teacher had told him about this kind of kung fu when he was studying medicine, so he casually asked, "Song Chengzuo, where is your teacher now?"

Song Cheng heard the question, and suddenly patted his head: "Oh, look at my brain, my teacher is the great monk of Jiuhua Mountain Tiantai Temple, who is known as the 'Jiuhua Buddhist Doctor', and his old man will go to Yangzhou Tianning Temple every three years to preach the scriptures and apply medicine in the hanging pot. Pinch your fingers and calculate, this year is the time for the teacher to come to Tianning Temple. ”

Ouyang Bei was overjoyed when he heard this: "Today, I learned that Song Chengzuo is a Buddhist doctor and a senior apprentice, and the Buddhist doctor is also an old man in the martial arts lineage. Without further ado, can you take me to meet the monk Xichen now? ”

Song Cheng said: "Beiye's case is really in full swing, and I also want to see the teacher and his old man immediately, but now that the days are waning, it is better to go early tomorrow morning." ”

Ouyang Bei looked up, only to find that he was too involved in studying the case, and the afternoon had passed, and now it was already unitary time, so he couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Hey... It's that I didn't pay attention to the time, and I almost lost my manners, so we'll go early another morning. ”

At that moment, Ouyang Bei and Song Cheng discussed the time to leave tomorrow morning, and asked the old Wang Tou to help pack up the bed and live in the mansion.

The case was confusing, Ouyang Bei was irritable and difficult to sleep. At this time, it was already autumn and the weather was slightly cool, so he simply got up and put on a coat and sat in front of the bed. The whole mansion was empty and quiet, and the sound of chirping insects sounded a little harsh at this time, and it was by no means as beautiful as usual.

Over the years, the past events of being the head catcher have come to mind one by one, recalling the bloody rain and bloody wind in the rivers and lakes, but there is no time like this time, firstly, there is no eyebrow even under the divine hand of the god; second, the hands and eyes of the bitter master are all over the sky, and they may be in trouble at any time, this feeling is really like a fish in the throat.

Just as Ouyang Bei was reminiscing about the past and his heart was fluctuating, he suddenly heard a shout from the direction of the mansion, but because the distance was a little far, it was not too real.

Ouyang Bei couldn't help but feel excited, and his intuition after many years of handling cases told him that there must be something wrong with the inner house, so he hurriedly jumped out of the door.

Sure enough, I heard the cries for help and the arrest of the assassins, and it sounded like the voice of the prefect Jia.

Ouyang Bei was in a hurry, and immediately used his body to rush to the inner house, and after a while, he had already entered the courtyard of the inner house.

I saw Jia Jingzong standing in the courtyard with one bare foot and only wearing obscene clothes, brandishing a town house sword in his hand and shouting: "Come on, there are assassins!"

The prefect's wife hid behind him and shivered. Other than that, there were no other abnormalities.

Ouyang Bei's hanging heart was slightly lowered, and he hurriedly approached Lord Jia and said, "It's too late for a humble position, please forgive your sins, where did your adult get hurt?"

Seeing that someone was coming, Jia Jingzong slowly calmed down, took Ouyang Bei's hand and said, "Ouyang, you came just in time, an assassin sneaked into my room just now, you quickly bring someone to arrest the assassin for me." ”

At this time, the officials who patrolled the vigil also arrived one after another.

Jia Jingzong then remembered that his panicked appearance was really detrimental to the prestige of the prefect, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the officials who rushed over, especially Li Si, the kid, staring directly at his wife's cool clothes and delicate figure, and his saliva was about to flow out, so he couldn't help but feel annoyed, so he hurriedly ordered Ouyang Bei to lead people to search for the assassin, and he took his wife to turn around and dress neatly.

Ouyang Bei immediately dispatched the twenty or so officials who came, and he also personally led a team of people to search for and arrest the assassins in the inner house.

After a stick of incense, the officials reported one after another, but nothing was found, and nothing was lost.

Jia Jingzong was already dressed at this time and was waiting for the report in the study of the inner house, but Ouyang Bei saw that he had not found it, so he had no choice but to report it truthfully to the prefect.

Master Jia knew that Ouyang Bei was not on duty tonight, and he was not injured, and it was inconvenient to attack Ouyang Bei after recovering his former official style, so he severely reprimanded several officials on duty, and then left Ouyang Bei alone in the study.

Calm returned to the study for a moment, and only the prefect and the head catcher remained.

Jia Jingzong sat behind the table with a sad face for a long time, and then asked Ouyang Bei: "The thief is so bold, he dared to break into the mansion at night, but only stole a letter, why is this?"

Ouyang Bei was taken aback and said, "Letter, may I ask what kind of letter is your lordship?"

Jia Jingzong's brows seemed to be twisted into a pimple and said, "It's the letter from the Guangsheng this morning." ”

Ouyang Bei finally understood why Jia Jingzong was so sad that he was neither injured nor lost, but he couldn't break it, and vaguely avoided: "My lord, is there anything abnormal besides?"

Jia Jingzong saw that Ouyang Bei didn't follow his words, and he didn't pay too much attention to the traces, so he seemed to care too much about the letter.

I had to sigh and say: "Tonight my wife and I were sleeping soundly in the room, and suddenly felt a little chill around and between my breath, I have always been awake when I slept alertly, but I woke up cold, and when I opened my eyes, I found that there seemed to be a figure shaking in the room, so I hurriedly got up and took out the sword and drank loudly, and when I chased out of the hospital, the figure was gone." When I changed my clothes and returned to the study just now, I found that the letter was missing, and I thought it must have been stolen by a thief. In addition, there were no other anomalies. ”

Jia Jingzong paused, then glanced at Ouyang Beidao meaningfully: "Ouyang, you have to help me get the letter back quickly!"

Ouyang Bei responded: "Yes, I know it." I'll send extra people tonight to keep the adults safe. ”

After comforting Jia Jingzong a few words, Ouyang Bei hurriedly came out of the study and arranged for people to strengthen their vigilance.

Everything was arranged, and there were four beatings in the distance, and it seemed that tonight must be another sleepless night.

Ouyang Bei settled down, tonight's assassination of the prefect was strange everywhere.

Although the prefect's yamen is not an impregnable wall, it is also heavily guarded, and the thieves are willing to take great risks to sneak into the mansion in the middle of the night, but only steal a letter, why is this?

Could this assassin at night have anything to do with the murderer in Fengyi Tower during the day?

This series of questions made him fall into a fog, as if he was drunk and hazy, and he hadn't tried this feeling for a long time since the murder of the ancient ferry bridge.

Ouyang Bei shook his head vigorously to keep himself awake, and reached out and touched the letter in his arms, it was still there, this letter was really a hot potato, so it was better to return it to the Ma family in Guangsheng quickly.

It was the night house that returned to normal, and nothing else happened.

The next day, when the rooster reported dawn and the sun rose in the east mountain, Ouyang Bei's cool water cleansing was completed, temporarily sweeping away the fatigue of the night.

Song Chengzuo rushed to the mansion early before the appointed time, and after a few words of greeting, Ouyang Bei briefly told him what happened in the mansion last night and asked him to be a staff officer, but Song Chengzuo was also confused after hearing it, and he couldn't say why.

Ouyang Bei smiled heartily and said, "Hahaha, let's not guess here, maybe when we see your teacher, the answer will be known." ”

Many strange things happened in just one day, and both of them felt that they couldn't wait any longer, so they hurried to Tianning Temple without eating breakfast.

In the north of Yangzhou City, Tianning Temple is given.

Legend has it that during the Yixi period of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Xie Sikong donated his villa to build a temple for the monks and Buddhas of the Western Regions to translate the Huayan Sutra, and the temple built the Huayan Pavilion to remember its events, after more than 1,100 years, extended to the present world, Yangzhou Tianning Temple has achieved the trend of the leader of the Southeast Zen Forest.

Ouyang Bei and Song Cheng have come to the mountain gate of Tianning Zen Temple before the time has passed, if as usual, the visit at this time is inevitably a little early, but during the festival, the temple has not arrived before the board, and the four o'clock morning fast has been completed.

Therefore, the monk who knew the guest of the mountain gate was not surprised to see someone coming in a hurry early in the morning, and immediately went in to report after asking about his identity and origin.

After a cup of tea, the monk came out of it and said, "The two donors, Elder Xichen, invite the two to enter the meditation hall to pay respects." ”

The two of them were happy on their faces, the old man of the Buddhist doctor was really in Tianning Temple, and he really came today.