The funeral procession arrived at Dongquan Temple before dark.
Someone had been sent here to say hello a long time ago, and the place in the temple had been packed waiting for the arrival of the Shen family.
Xu's coffin was temporarily placed in a side room of the inner hall. Tomorrow, the incense altar would need to be re-installed, and the rituals would be performed. Finally, someone would be sent to escort the coffin back to his hometown in Taiyuan.
Shen Zhonglei was busy entertaining guests outside, while Shen Tianshu, Shen Yunhui and Mo'er stayed in front of the funeral.
Mingyu and Minghui went out for a while and soon came back with lunch.
The two people were still whispering to each other as they walked, and they suddenly stopped talking when they entered the house.
Shen Yunhui was very curious. Seeing the two of them setting dishes on the table, she couldn't help but ask: "What were you talking about just now? Did you encounter anything else when you went to get the vegetarian food?"
"Third Miss, nothing good happened, but I encountered something strange."
"What's weird?" Shen Yunhui immediately became interested and asked repeatedly.
"Master Cheng Haodong, the third lady should know, right?"
"I know Cheng Yingxin's father."
"Mr. Cheng came with his family to attend the funeral today. However, not long after the banquet outside started, the Cheng family members left the banquet one after another for unknown reasons."
"I must have gone to the toilet. This journey is in the wilderness and there is no convenient place."
"Everyone thought so at the beginning, otherwise it would be strange! This time, everyone in the Cheng family was like a meat bun beating a dog, and they were all gone forever.
"In the end, Master Cheng was left sitting alone on the table, and the seats next to him were empty."
Although Mo'er didn't understand, he was amused by Mingyu's words about meat buns beating dogs.
Shen Yunhui was even more intrigued, and asked very flatteringly: "Ah? Then where are his family members?"
Seeing this, Mingyu spoke harder and harder: "The people at the next table also felt strange when they saw this, so they asked Mr. Cheng. What do you think Mr. Cheng said?"
"what did he say?"
"He actually said that his family heard that the incense in Dongquan Temple was very prosperous and very efficacious, so he went to worship Buddha and ask for a fortune!"
"Ah?" Shen Yunhui was dumbfounded, "This, this excuse is too ridiculous!"
"Who says it's not the case? I don't know what's wrong with Mr. Cheng today. He didn't even drink at the table, but he started talking drunkenly."
Shen Yunhui analyzed seriously: "Maybe he came here after having a drink at home!"
"The third girl's analysis is extremely accurate!"
Mingyu and Shen Yunhui sang together, which made the atmosphere in the room quite lively, but it was quite a delay in eating.
Just when Shen Tianshu wanted Shen Yunhui to stop talking and concentrate on eating, he suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from outside.
"ah--"
"Slave, please go out and take a look." Mingyu hurried out and quickly turned back, looking a little unhappy.
"What happened?"
Mingyu glanced at Shen Yunhui and Mo'er, seeming to want to avoid it, but then she thought about it, she couldn't hide such a big thing even if she wanted to, so she said: "When the ladies were cleaning up the meditation room in the back, they found someone Dead people..."
"Death, dead person?" Shen Yunhui turned pale with fright, stretched out her hand to cover Mo'er's ears, pulled him and hid behind Shen Tianshu, and then asked with a trembling voice, "How can there be a dead person in such a good person... "
This time so many people are coming to Dongquan Temple to stay, the Shen family has sent people to say hello early, and many Zen rooms have been made available in the temple for everyone to use.
But the space in the temple is limited after all, so people like Shen Tianshu and Shen Yunhui can naturally be allocated rooms in separate courtyards. But the servants had to live in rows of monks' houses.
After arriving at the temple, the servants settled all the master's affairs first, and then had time to clean up their own residences in the back.
Who would have known that if they didn't clean it up, they would be shocked to see that there was a corpse hanging in one of the meditation rooms.
"You two stay here and don't wander around. I'll go over and take a look." Shen Tianshu got up and walked out.
"Sister!" Shen Yunhui was so frightened that she grabbed her sleeve and couldn't speak clearly, "I, I'm afraid, you..."
Mo'er clutched Shen Yunhui's shirt tightly, her little face turned pale with fright, and she pressed her lips that had lost all color.
Shen Tianshu had no choice but to say: "You two, don't stay in the mourning hall. Call grandma and the maids. Go back to your room and have dinner first."
Shen Yunhui thought to himself, who still wants to have dinner at this moment?
But she didn't dare to follow Shen Tianshu to see the dead people. She could only say with tears in her eyes: "Then, eldest sister, please come back quickly!"
Shen Tianshu raised his hand and patted her head to comfort her: "This is Dongquan Temple. There is a Bodhisattva to protect you. What are you afraid of!"
Shen Yunhui relaxed a little and was not shaking as much as before.
Shen Tianshu ordered again: "Go and find Auntie, and ask her to stay with Mo'er here first, so as not to scare the child."
After everything in the house was arranged, Shen Tianshu asked someone to lead the way to the Zen room behind where the accident occurred.
A group of people gathered at the door of the meditation room, but it was pitch dark inside without any light.
Shen Tianshu took a look and could only vaguely see a dark figure hanging under the beam.
She reached for the lantern in Mingyu's hand and started to walk into the house.
The servants screamed in fright, and soon covered their mouths under Shen Tianshu's glare.
Mingyu's body was also trembling slightly, but she held the lantern handle tightly with both hands, and said tremblingly: "Slave, slave, accompany the girl in, go in..."
Having said that, he really braved the situation and entered the meditation room holding a lantern.
But she held the lantern high with both hands, her head drooped, and she only dared to stare at her toes.
After the room lit up, everyone saw clearly that there was indeed a person hanging on the beam.
There was another commotion outside.
Shen Tianshu stretched out his hand and touched the leg of the deceased, causing another scream from outside the door.
The body of the deceased had hardened, and it seemed that he had been dead for some time.
Shen Tianshu couldn't help but frown. Logically speaking, since his family had just settled down in the temple, this person should have died before they arrived. It had nothing to do with it at all.
But a coincidence of timing made it tricky.
With so many people seeing the body, it was absolutely impossible to hide it.
But once the matter spreads, others will not say that a murder occurred in Dongquan Temple, but will only say that someone died during the Shen family's funeral.
The family members of the deceased might also come to trouble the Shen family.
Shen Tianshu was worried. While sending someone to notify Shen Zhonglei who was entertaining guests, he hesitated between informing Dongquan Temple and handling it himself.
She walked around the body a few times, and suddenly seemed to find something. She suddenly stopped and said, "Come here, find a bamboo pole."
Although she didn't know what she was going to do, someone quickly came in with a bamboo pole.
Shen Tianshu actually raised the bamboo pole and gently pushed away the long hair that obscured the deceased's face.
Before everyone could be surprised by Shen Tianshu's boldness, the face of the deceased made everyone's eyes widen.
The deceased was none other than Grandma Guo, whom she had not seen for a long time.
