"Which guest?"
"Mr. Gu Gong."
"Mr. Gu Gong? Then, please ask him to come directly to my room!"
"No, Mr. Gu Gong said he would wait for you in the car. He seems to be going somewhere. He also said that if it is convenient for you, please go with him."
"Oh, that's how it is!"
Tian Chunda jumped up from the chair and hurriedly rushed out of the hotel door.
I saw a car parked in front of the hotel door, and lawyer Gu Gong was sticking his head out of the car window.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Where are you going today?"
Tian Chunda trotted to the car, and then realized that it was not only lawyer Gu Gong in the car, but also Zhu Wenwu, who was as strong as a screen, and Xin Youzhi, whose eyes were as cunning as a fox.
"Ah! You are here too!"
"Well, get in the car quickly!"
Tian Chunda nodded, sat down next to Xin Youzhi, and the car sped away immediately.
"I'm sorry, where are you going?"
After the car drove for a while, Tian Chunda finally couldn't help but ask.
"Go to Miyun Temple."
"Miyun Temple? What's wrong?"
"Well, this... I'll explain it to you when I get there!"
Lawyer Gu Gong didn't know if it was because he was worried that the driver was nearby, so he just coughed a few times and spoke hesitantly.
Zhu Wenwu folded his hands on his chest, pursed his mouth into a "door" shape, and looked unhappy; only Xin Youzhi was still facing the car window, whistling and shaking his legs.
Because Xin Youzhi, who was sitting next to him, kept shaking his legs, Tian Chunda felt that the whole seat was shaking.
Miyun Temple is about one kilometer away from the center of the town. At this time, the car has left the city and is running through the woods with withered leaves.
There used to be a broad rice field opposite the woods, but because the rice had been harvested, only black roots remained on the waterlogged mud, making the scenery look very desolate.
The lake surface on the other side of the rice fields was as bright as a razor, and the wind coming from the lake was so wet and cold that one couldn't help but shiver.
Winter seems to have come very early in Hongye Valley this year.
Finally, the car stopped in front of Miyun Temple.
Miyun Temple has a very long history. Its spacious temple not only has tall, straight cedar trees, but also a row of moss-covered stone lanterns.
When Tian Chunda stepped on the neatly laid cobblestones, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable tension in his heart.
Zhu Wenwu still pressed his lips tightly, while Xin Youzhi kept looking around as usual.
"Ah! Welcome, welcome! When I heard the sound of the car's engine, I guessed that you were here."
A middle-aged man wearing a yellow cassock walked out of the temple. He is the abbot of the temple, monk Zhiqing.
Under the leadership of Zhiqing, the group came to a room at the back of the temple.
The chrysanthemums in the courtyard in front of the house were blooming beautifully, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the entire courtyard, while the charcoal fire in the fireplace was burning brightly.
After everyone was seated, Xin Youzhi impatiently moved his knees, leaned forward and said, "President Zhiqing, please let us see that thing as soon as possible!"
Zhiqing looked at Tian Chunda hesitantly and asked:
"Excuse me, is this..."
"Oh, this is Mr. Tian Cunda."
Lawyer Gu Gong quickly explained: "You don't have to worry. To be honest, I hope Mr. Tian Chunda can help with this incident! Since Zhu Wenwu and Xin Youzhi can't wait any longer, please..."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Host Zhiqing nodded and left the room. After a while, he came in respectfully holding a white wooden offering plate.
There were three brocade-mounted scrolls placed on the offering plate. He placed the offering plate in front of everyone, and then opened the scrolls one by one.
"This is Zhu Wenwu's scroll, and this is Xin Youzhi's."
"We're not in a hurry to read ours. I just want to see Zuo Qing's scroll." Xin Youzhi, who was like a fox, urged anxiously.
"Here, this is Zuo Qing's scroll. Please take a look!"
With a sullen face, Zhu Wenwu took the scroll from Zhiqing's hand and opened it with a swish.
He quickly read the content and handed the scroll to Xin Youzhi.
It turned out that it was a mounted scroll about one foot or two inches wide and two feet long. When Xin Youzhi took the scroll, his hands were shaking with excitement.
"Yes, this is indeed Zuo Qing's scroll. It has my grandfather's handwriting on it, and Zuo Qing's signature is also genuine. Mr. Gu Gong, please take a look."
When the scroll was passed to lawyer Gu Gong, Tian Chunda, who was sitting next to him, had the opportunity to see the contents of the scroll.
It turns out that there is a right-hand handprint printed on the white silk cloth, and the words "Eternal Life" are written in a unique writing style on it. On the left side, "Zuo Qing, twenty-three years old, born in the year of You" is written in different handwriting. Character.
In other words, the owner of this handprint is Zuo Qing, who has changed beyond recognition!
Tian Chunda finally understood the true purpose of the group coming to Miyun Temple, and he couldn't help but feel very excited.
"Mr. Tian Chunda, please take a closer look at this scroll."
Lawyer Gu Gong handed the scroll to Tian Chunda.
"Okay. But what exactly is this thing used for?"
Tian Chunda asked deliberately.
"Don't you know? This thing can prove whether the man who came back wearing a mask a while ago is Zuo Qing! In this world, no one's fingerprints are exactly the same, and a person's fingerprints will never change in his lifetime. Change. You should be very clear about this!"
Xin Youzhi's tone was as cruel as a wild beast putting its prey in front of his eyes and deliberately teasing it; these words made Tian Chunta's palms sweat.
"I see, but why is this thing here?"
Lawyer Gu Gong went on to explain: "Because the Hongli family is a noble family that has brought blessings, after the children of the family are born, they will dedicate scrolls with handprints to this temple to pray for eternal life. In fact, we have long forgotten this incident. It’s over, thanks to host Zhiqing, he still remembered it, so he specially notified us to come over.”
"So that's it."
Tian Chunda suddenly nodded and looked at Zhiqing presided over with deep meaning.
Host Zhiqing then also said: "Ah! Maybe I am too busy, but in fact, many people in Hongye Valley are also a little suspicious of Zuo Qing who came back this time, so I thought, if there is any concrete information It would be better to prove..."
"So, you suspect that that person is not Zuo Qing?"
"Does this need to be said? How can we believe that the man who has changed beyond recognition is Zuo Qing?"
Xin Youzhi curled his lips and said.
"But his mother, Mrs. Hong Xiangsong, is so sure..."
"Mr. Tian Chunda, you don't know my aunt. To be honest, if Zuo Qing dies, she will have nothing to rely on, so in order to obtain property, she can tell any lie. Is she really a leftist? What does it matter if it’s clear?”
