After Qingyan told Chou Chou to be careful, she prepared to go back to the front. She was not going to enter the Daxiangguo Temple. She had already seen it with her spiritual consciousness. She didn't burn incense, so there was no point in walking alone.
And there is no one inside now. If she goes in without burning incense, the monks inside will probably look at her, which will make her very embarrassed.
Nowadays, unlike in later generations, temples have become tourist attractions. You can buy tickets and walk around casually. Nowadays, people are very devout in worshiping Buddha. If she goes in and wanders around, people will think that she is not sincere and is suspected of desecrating the Buddhist place.
I was about to go straight back to the front door, but as soon as I reached the corner, I heard the voices of two novice monks.
Qingyan stopped and stood by the wall to poke out her consciousness.
Separated from her by a wall was a courtyard with a row of houses almost the same size, which should be where the monks lived.
Two novice monks were fetching water from the well in the courtyard. There were two large wooden basins on the ground next to them. There were many clothes in them, all in khaki color. They should have been changed by the monks.
Unexpectedly, there are monks in this temple who specialize in washing clothes. Qingyan thought there were only monks who specialized in cooking.
I only heard one of the thinner ones say: "Brother Wenxin said that there will be a plum market in the city on the first day of the month next month. There will probably be a lot of people in our temple. Many people will come from afar and will definitely come to Daxiangguo Temple to worship. ."
The fatter one nodded and sighed: "Hey~ we will be very busy again then. Every time there are pilgrims coming from afar, they will stay in the temple for a few days. Then we will not only have to wash a lot of clothes, but also It’s annoying to think about being asked to help wash vegetables and deliver meals.”
"Shhh, keep your voice down. If the master hears your complaint, he will punish you by cleaning the latrine again."
The thin novice monk quickly stopped him.
The fat novice looked around nervously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were alone and no one else.
He took the bucket out of the well, poured it into the wooden basin, and then said: "When do you think we can go to the front hall to be guest monks like Brother Wenxin and the others? I have to wash and scrub every day, and my hands are cracked. ."
The skinny novice stopped kneading his clothes, raised his hand in front of his eyes and took a look. He found that his hand was soaked in ice water and turned purple. Although there was no crack, it was probably not far away.
"Hey~ don't think about it. Who told us not to look good? Zhike Monk is the face of the temple, so we can only stay in the backyard or the kitchen."
The fat novice threw the bucket into the well, as if he was venting his anger, "If I didn't know where my biological parents were, I would really like to return to secular life and work as a waiter in a shop and get paid. There is no future for me." much better."
The skinny novice glanced at him, put his hand into the basin again, and continued to wash clothes, "Don't say this again in the future. We are all orphans that no one wants. If we hadn't been taken in by the temple, we might have died long ago.
I heard that in places far away from the capital, there are still many people who don’t have enough to eat and clothing to keep warm. At least we don’t have to worry about food and drink. "
"I know, I just want to complain to you, but I won't say it to others."
The fat novice shook the rope in his hand, and when the water in the bucket was full, he began to pour the rope up, and then poured water into the basin until the wooden basin was full.
"By the way, do you know when the weirdo who stayed in the west wing left? I haven't seen anyone in the past two days."
The thin novice shook his head, "I don't know. I haven't paid attention to him. He has been here for two or three months. He must have left."
The fat novice frowned, "I always feel like something is wrong. Although that man never eats fast in the temple, he still goes out for a walk every day, but I haven't seen him since the day before yesterday.
If he leaves, he will definitely ask us to clean up the wing, so that it can be used by other pilgrims during the first year of junior high school. However, no one of our brothers in the courtyard has cleaned it up. Do you think something happened? "
After hearing what he said, the thin novice also felt that something was wrong. He squeezed the clothes in his hands into water, threw them into another basin, wiped his hands on his body, stood up and said:
"Let's go take a look. If something really happened to someone, we'd better report it to the master as soon as possible."
If something happens in the temple, it will not be good for them. Once someone is killed, the government will definitely come to investigate. Even if the temple is not closed, people will not be allowed to come in and out at will. Then they will also be questioned.
The two of them put down their work and hurried out of the yard towards the west.
Qingyan raised her eyebrows. At first, she listened to the two people complaining and chatting about household matters. She thought it was quite interesting, so she listened. She didn't expect to hear such a thing.
Her consciousness moved towards the west faster than the two of them, but there was a row of wing rooms there, and she didn't know which one they were, so she had to start looking for them one by one from the beginning.
In the end, it was not as fast as the two young novices. After she found three or four rooms, the two novices had already stopped at the door of the sixth room.
There was no need to look for it now. Qingyan directly put her consciousness into the private room, and then she found a corpse lying upright on the bed. She almost vomited out her lunch when she took a closer look.
It's not that the body was rotten. It was winter after all, so even if it had been dead for two days, it would not be rotten.
Instead, the corpse's chest had been cut open, wide open, and the internal organs inside had been hollowed out.
And looking at the ferocious and painful expression on his face, it was obvious that he had been cut open alive. It was so scary.
At this time, two young novices also started knocking on the door.
The door was bolted from the inside. The young novice pushed it first and then started knocking when it didn't open.
After knocking for a while, seeing that there was no movement inside, the two of them looked at each other.
Obviously they all found something unusual. If people leave, they won't lock the door from the inside. They can't leave through the windows, and the windows are also closed.
The fat novice took two steps back and wanted to knock on the door, but was stopped by the thin novice.
"Brother, don't hit us yet. You go and notify Master first. I don't know what's going on inside. If something happens, we two can't make the decision."
The fat novice thought about it, nodded, turned around and ran forward.
Even though he was fat, he was quite fast, so it goes without saying that the task of finding someone fell on him.
The skinny novice stood guard at the door of the wing and did not leave. After a while, he knocked on the door and shouted twice, then put his ear against the door to listen to the sounds inside.
If the other person is just sick and can't get out of bed, as long as the other person can make a little sound, it can prove that the person is still alive.
It is said that even if a person is sick, he will not starve to death after only two days. There is water in the wing. As long as there is water, it should be no problem for a few days.
When the fat novice called the three monks, he didn't hear any movement inside.
Among the three monks, two were slightly older than them, in their twenties and thirties, and there was an old monk in his forties or fifties, who should be their master.
The old monk was not wearing a cassock. He was probably not the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, but maybe a member of the management team.
He had obviously heard the fat novice explain the situation before he came, so he didn't ask any more questions after he came, and directly ordered them to open the door.
After the door burst open, the two older monks entered first, and then they shouted "Ah!"
Immediately afterwards, the three people behind also rushed in and were shocked when they saw the situation inside.
Qingyan stopped looking further when she saw this. She had better leave quickly to save herself from becoming a suspect.
Although the person looked like she had been dead for two days, who could be sure about this? She was not in the first year of junior high school or in her fifteenth year. It would be more suspicious to wander outside without entering the temple.
Qingyan walked forward quickly, removing her own footprints by the way. When she was walking along the wall, no one stepped on it but her. Fortunately, it didn't snow here, and the ground was quite cold. It's hard, so if you don't look carefully, it's hard to see any traces.
But just in case, someone would be able to see it if they came to investigate carefully, so she still held a bundle of grass in her hand and swept it lightly as she walked.
They quickly walked to the open space where the carriage was parked. Fortunately, they parked the car far away from the temple entrance.
Not only was their carriage parked there, but there were two cars parked next to it. I don't know if they belonged to those who were delivering gifts or to the pilgrims living inside. It was not a single vehicle, so it was not so out of the ordinary.
Qingyan walked to the carriage and said to the driver: "Uncle Liu, let's leave quickly. Something seems to have happened in the temple."
Uncle Liu quickly helped her into the carriage and drove her on the road without asking any questions.
As the driver of the prince's palace, he has received special training. Not only is he good at driving, but he also knows how to be curious.
There is no need for the master to tell them what he wants to do. He will observe what they say and do. Since Qingyan said to leave quickly, there is no need to say more and just leave quickly.
As for whether Qingyan did something, even if he suspected it, he wouldn't say anything. This was a guest of the prince's palace. Even if she did something, he could only help cover it up, and he could still tell the difference between the inside and the outside.
Of course, if it was related to the second prince, he would definitely choose the second prince, who was his real master.
Qingyan sat in the car and continued to look at the side room while sending a message to Chou Chou, telling him what was happening above and asking him to pay attention.
Now she was going to report to the abbot, and she didn't know what to do next. She probably wouldn't be able to see the situation here when she returned to the city. She was still curious about the follow-up.
Chou Chou replied to her, "I know."
Hearing Chou Chou's echo, Qingyan felt more relieved. It seemed that there was really no danger in the cave.
After coming down the mountain, she went straight back to the Prince's Mansion, and she was not in the mood to hang out outside.
When I first arrived at the door, I happened to bump into Zhao Rixin who was also coming back from outside.
When he went out to do errands this time, he basically did it satisfactorily, so his father sent him other errands.
He also wanted to follow up on the person who assassinated him before, but he was still under investigation and had been handed over to Dali Temple.
I don't know when the results will be released. After all, the person they captured alive had all the torture tools on him and didn't speak.
Now I am afraid of killing the person, so I can only stop the torture and treat the person, but there are people watching at all times because the person wants to commit suicide and has no chance.
As for the three people who had followed them before, Chen Huanqing sent people there but could not find them. He also checked some inns in towns along the way, but found none.
You can't go door to door to find them, you can only give up first.
When Zhao Rixin saw Qingyan coming back in a hurry, and Uncle Liu's face looking a little strange, at least it didn't look like he was relaxed after returning from shopping, he didn't say much at the door and went back home with them.
After sitting down in the front hall, he asked Qingyan what was going on.
Qingyan did not hide anything from him and told him the story. Of course, her explanation was that the reason why she went to Daxiangguo Temple was because Xue Minghua had an evil spirit there. She discovered it because she knew some fortune-telling skills. , just go to Daxiangguo Temple to see if there is any way to solve it.
Then I discovered the small courtyard, and set up a formation to remove evil spirits in the small courtyard. Then I heard the murder while walking back.
This process makes perfect sense, it just hides the ugliness.
The small courtyard does exist, and the evil spirit inside has indeed been dissipated.
It was the first time for Zhao Rixin to hear such supernatural things. He listened with interest and did not interrupt. It was not until Qingyan talked about the murder that his expression returned to normal.
"I didn't expect that there would be murders in the Daxiangguo Temple. I heard from my father that the monks in the Daxiangguo Temple are all skilled in martial arts. It should be impossible for ordinary people to go inside and kill people silently and leave. This is very strange. unusual."
Qingyan was a little surprised. Didn't it say that all the monks in Shaolin Temple were highly skilled in martial arts? Could it be that in ancient times, being a monk required martial arts skills? Is this standard?
Qingyan did not tell the person's death situation. After all, she did not go in. It would be abnormal to know the other person's death situation. To say that someone was killed, and to say that someone heard it through the wall, one cannot kill someone. The situation was shouted out.
If Zhao Rixin gets curious and asks about this case, and no one has mentioned it, then she has revealed her secret.
After saying this, Zhao Rixin said to Qingyan: "If you go to Aunt Xue's place tomorrow, I will go with you to see her. I didn't expect Aunt Xue to be unwell. I regret that I haven't gone to the palace to talk to my mother in the past few days.
My mother thought she was busy with things in the palace and had no time to go to the palace, so she was too embarrassed to be called, but she missed the truth.
Qingyan nodded, "Okay, I'll try it tomorrow to see if it has any effect."
The evil spirit in her body has been removed, and she just needs to be nursed back to health. It doesn't matter if she goes to see her again, so she can feel more at ease.
The two said a few words and then separated. Qingyan went straight back to wash up and change clothes. After all, she had been running outside all day, and then ran into the woods behind the temple. Even if she didn't touch any dead leaves, there was still a lot of dust on her body.
She has a slight mysophobia and would be very uncomfortable if she didn't change her clothes.
It happened that the clothes washed yesterday had dried. It didn't mean that I couldn't wear other clothes. When I came here, I put a few sets of clothes in the carriage just for changing.
Since two sets of clothes are enough to change into, there is no need to wear so many clothes, and these two sets of clothes are more comfortable to wear frequently. (End of chapter)
