When Cui Yuanzao brought Lan Yin and Sun Mao to Dongchanyuan, the abbot master was already waiting aside.
After Cui Yuanzao asked Sun Mao to guard the East Chanyuan, he walked into the yard with Lan Yin and the abbot.
Although Cui Yuanzao has heard of "Hell Transformation" in Zhao Jinggong Temple, because he believes in Taoism, "Hell Transformation" has been around for more than a hundred years and is already mottled. This is his first time to see this mural.
Although the murals are mottled, they are extremely powerful. If they were in their prime, they would have been extremely lifelike.
"Has Lu Qian repaired some parts?" Cui Yuanzao found that there were obvious traces of modifications in some parts of the mural.
"Indeed, he died suddenly after practicing for three days and three nights." The abbot replied.
"Master, why do you want to invite Lu Qian?" Cui Yuanzao asked the abbot while inspecting every corner of Dongchanyuan.
"Amitabha, it's true that the poor monk didn't think it through. After I heard someone tell the story of Lu Qian and Huangpu, I thought that if I could let Lu Qian repair the murals and tell them about it, there would be many pilgrims coming to see it, so I would be able to run the temple. There are some benefits.”
This is consistent with what Zen Master Wuxin said.
"Who did Master Abbot hear about Lu Qian?"
"The order was placed in the temple, and he has left long ago."
"I heard from the young monk in the temple that there was a ghost in the temple a few days ago. The abbot master made people say it was a fox demon. What happened?" Cui Yuanzao asked bluntly.
"Amitabha, the poor monk did not want to cause panic, so he recommended it to the fox demon. After all, the fox demon did not do anything harmful to nature, but the ghost is too scary. Donor Cui, have you ever heard of the ghost in the painting walking out of the painting? ?”
"I heard something." Cui Yuanzao frowned.
He had indeed heard that during the Jianzhong period of Dezong, someone in Chang'an brought a horse to a horse doctor and asked for twenty copper coins to cure the horse's foot disease.
The horse doctor was surprised when he saw the horse's coat color and bone appearance, so he took the horse to see him.
Han Gan, Han Gan looked at the horse and saw that its front hooves were damaged, and he was sure that it was the horse he had drawn.
During the Yuanhe reign of Emperor Xianzong, a student was studying in a villa by the Qujiang River. One day, the ladies on the screen came out of the painting and wrote a poem to the student. The student thought he was dreaming and went to Qujiang River to relax. Unexpectedly, he saw the lady again by Qujiang River, still chanting the poem. The student returned to the villa and saw that the screen was empty.
When these two things happened, it was only a few decades ago, and some old people who saw the horse are still alive and can still say it with certainty.
In short, there are indeed legends about people walking down from paintings, but there is no such thing as ghosts walking down from paintings.
Cui Yuanzao thought for a while and then asked: "Then Master, have you ever thought about why in more than a hundred years, you have never heard of ghosts coming out of "Hell Transformation", but the ghosts came out of the mural as soon as Lu Qian died? "
"Amitabha, maybe it's because Lu Qian committed the same crime as Wu Daozi and offended the ghosts in the painting. I don't know."
Cui Yuanzao was noncommittal, but his sleeve was pulled by Lan Yin, so he said to the abbot: "Master, if you have something to do, go and do your work. Let's look around again."
After the abbot master walked away, Cui Yuanzao said to Lan Yin: "Did you find anything?"
"Look, the strength and posture of the two strokes are completely different." Lan Yin pointed to a newly modified place on the mural.
"What's the meaning?"
"Everyone who practices martial arts knows that once you get used to using a certain posture to carry a sword, it is difficult to change it. I think the same is true for painting."
"You mean that two people have repaired this mural one after another." Cui Yuanzao looked carefully at the place pointed by Lan Yin, "The traces are all new, and the order cannot be seen."
"That is to say, besides Lu Qian, there is another person!"
Cui Yuanzao and Lan Yin looked at each other, and the matter became more and more complicated.
"Tell me, could it be the person we met last night?" Lan Yin said.
"I don't know, but if this person killed Lu Qian, where was he hiding? And how was he killed?" Cui Yuanzao said, looking at the empty Dongchanyuan.
Lan Yin also sighed. At first, everyone suspected that she had killed Lu Qian, and it was also because there was nothing left in the East Zen Temple except the murals all over the wall, not even a Bodhisattva statue.
"Sun Jiucheng, could you please get me a rubbing of "Hell Transformation"?" Cui Yuanzao shouted to the outside of the hospital.
After a while, a scroll was handed over.
Cui Yuanzao unfolded the scroll and looked at it against the mural.
Sun Mao hadn't left yet, but greeted Lan Yin, "Ms. Yang, it's almost night, you must be hungry. This is Chang'an's famous snack, Cherry Biluo. You and Cui Pingshi should deal with the two."
"Oh, Sun Yucheng, why are you so embarrassed? Thank you so much!"
Cui Yuanzao was always focused on doing things, but at this moment he couldn't concentrate on looking at the scroll. He just felt that they were making a lot of noise, and he was afraid that they would get involved, so he could only say in a cold voice: "Thank you Sun Yucheng, let Lingcong handle these things in the future."
"There is no progress on Lingcong's side yet. Let me take care of these small things." Sun Mao withdrew respectfully.
Lan Yin began to eat in a hesitant manner.
Cui Yuanzao found it strange that he once thought Lan Yin looked like a mole when she ate, which was quite cute, but now he felt that the sound of her eating was extremely unpleasant and unbearable.
He finally put down the scroll that he couldn't look at, and mocked: "Is it so delicious?"
"It's delicious. Do you want to eat it?"
"You really don't have a long memory. How dare you just put things into your mouth when others give you something? Haven't you learned a lesson?"
Lan Yin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Cui Yuanzao and then at Cherry Biluo. Wouldn't Sun Jiucheng poison him again? Oh, she is not afraid. She has no worries when she has a lot of debts, or itches when she has a lot of lice.
Lan Yin deliberately waved the Cherry Biluo in her hand at Cui Yuanzao, and continued to eat deliciously in front of him.
In fact, Cui Yuanzao regretted just after saying that sentence. He felt that he was so strange. He was a waste of time and irrational?
Cui Yuanzao stopped looking at Lan Yin and continued to look up at the mural.
At this time, the night outside was getting hazy. Cui Yuanzao was just about to order the lamp to be turned on when he saw a small spot of light appear on the mural. Looking along the light, he actually saw a tiny hole in the roof.
"Don't eat it."
"I just love to eat, just poison me to death." Lan Yin said deliberately in anger.
"Stop eating, send me up to the rafters."
Hearing Cui Yuanzao's serious tone, Lan Yin knew what he had discovered. She looked towards his gaze and discovered it too. She quickly threw away Biro in her hands, hugged Cui Yuanzao's waist, raised her breath, and flew up to the beam.
"How about it?"
"It looks like it's man-made." Cui Yuanzao said, touching the scratches on the tiles.
"It seems that the man killed Lu Qian through this small hole, right?" Lan Yin hugged Cui Yuanzao's waist and jumped off the beam again.
Cui Yuanzao turned away uncomfortably, a foot away from Lan Yin.
He looked up at the hole and said: "Such a small hole, if it weren't for this time, we wouldn't have been able to find it anyway. This hole is so small, what sharp weapon can pass through it and kill Lu Qian? What's more, Wu Zuo is not here Did you find any external injuries on Lu Qian’s body?”
