"What exactly is it like now?"
When Zhang Chuyi arrived at the place, he did not enter the Vajra Temple immediately. Instead, he followed Xu Si to find the employees who stayed vigil last night to learn about the situation.
The night watch employee handed the transcript to Xu Si and then said: "This morning we went to the monks in the temple to inquire about the case. This time the people being questioned were two great monks who had been in the temple for some years.
They learned from their mouths that although it was the first time that a monk disappeared in the Vajra Temple, some monks left the temple every year. Over the years, there were thirty or forty people. "
Dou Le frowned slightly: "Isn't it normal for a temple to have a turnover of people?
"Yes, monks have become a profession now. We only recruit college students with bachelor's degrees. They come here for high wages. Once they earn enough, they will return to secular life." Zhang Chuyi also agreed.
"But there is no such motive for these monks who left the temple." The employee shook his head and explained: "According to the witnesses, these monks who left the Vajra Temple are all virtuous and wise practitioners. They are better than those in the temple. Those professional monks who follow the instructions are too strong.
Moreover, these people have already seen through the world of mortals before entering the temple. There is no reason why they should practice well in the temple and suddenly return to secular life. "
"Do you have the contact information of these monks who have returned to secular life?" Xu Si noticed something fishy and planned to find these monks who left the temple directly.
"The contact information of the monks who have returned to secular life is in the hands of Abbot Zhengjue, but he went to the Hope Orphanage in the east of the city to donate money early this morning."
"Send a few people to keep watching while we find Zhengjue." Xu Si waved his hand and immediately moved his position...
"Thank you so much, Abbot Zhengjue. The money you gave can greatly improve the lives of the children." The director of the Hope Orphanage held Zhengjue's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes.
"Monks should be compassionate. These children are helpless. Our Vajra Temple is just handing over the donations from pilgrims. The ones who should be most grateful are the unnamed donors." Zhengjue smiled gently. He didn’t take credit for donating a large amount of money.
At this time, several fearless children from the orphanage came over, tilted their heads and looked at the adults gathered together, sucking their fingers in their mouths.
One of the children was a little sloppy, his face was covered with dust, and there was a greenish-green snot flowing slowly from his left nostril.
When Master Zhengjue saw it, his eyes showed a touch of kindness, and he grabbed his cassock and wiped the child's nose.
The reporters responsible for reporting on this donation quickly clicked the shutter, thinking that they would have material for today's article.
After rejecting the dean's invitation to stay for dinner, Master Zhengjue prepared to continue his next journey, which was to go to a nursing home in the west of the city to make donations.
As soon as the results came out, we ran into a group of people who knew everything.
"Director Xu." Zhengjue saw the person coming and greeted him with a smile: "Everyone from the company is here, but you have something to do with this poor monk?"
Xu Sibi said with a lazy expression: "It's not a big deal, I just have some questions that I would like to ask Abbot for clarification."
After hearing this, Zhengjue turned around and smiled at the reporter and said: "Friends from the media, there are some situations in the temple. The poor monk has to go back. We can go to the nursing home later. Anyway, the donation has been sent. I will go or It won’t make any difference if you don’t go.”
After speaking, he followed Xu Si into the car regardless of the reporters' attempts to stay.
Dou Le did not get in the car, but planned to explain his duties to Director Zhao and report on the work of the past two days.
Xu Si led people back to the Vajra Temple. As soon as he got off the car, he asked: "Abbott, we learned through investigation that several monks of the Vajra Temple return to secular life every year. Is this true?"
Zhengjue replied calmly: "Everything in the world is unpredictable. Every year, people come to the Vajra Temple to be tonsured, and there are also monks who return to secular life every year. There is nothing to make a fuss about."
Xu Si didn't stop and continued to ask: "But why do those who return to secular life seem to be all recognized practitioners in the temple and virtuous monks?"
"Director Xu is joking." Zhengjue raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Which of the monks in our Vajra Temple is not a practitioner? Which one is not a virtuous person?"
"Abbott, do you still have the contact information of these people?"
"Amitabha." Zhengjue proclaimed the Buddha's name and replied calmly: "Buddha's Dharma is like a bamboo raft used to ferry people. Since these people have returned to secular life, they presumably have successfully liberated themselves. After they have evacuated, Buddhism is of no use to them. So after they leave, everything left behind will be burned."
Apart from anything else in Zen Buddhism, his ability to debate sutras is unparalleled.
Xu Si asked three questions in a row, but the abbot answered them easily without gaining any useful information.
In this case, either Zhengjue already knew that he would be questioned, so he dealt with the clues in advance.
Or the case really has nothing to do with him and it's all a coincidence.
However, in Zhang Chuyi's view, most coincidences in this world are caused by inevitable events.
However, Abbot Zhengjue has not shown any problems so far, so it is difficult for him to make a conclusion.
Seeing that the case was about to reach a deadlock again, a young novice stumbled over.
"Shanhong, why are you so flustered?" Zhengjue asked softly.
The little novice took two deep breaths and pointed to the east with a panicked expression: "The village...the head of the village...a body was dug up!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed and they immediately ran in the direction pointed by the little novice monk.
After arriving at the place, Zhang Chuyi found that dozens of people had gathered here.
There are monks from Kongang Temple, villagers living nearby, and employees who can go anywhere.
A large group of people formed a circle and pointed towards the center.
"What's going on?" Xu Si patted an employee on the shoulder.
The employee replied: "There is a villager who wants to grow some vegetables. There is a lot of wasteland near the Vajra Temple, so he plans to come here to dig a vegetable field. When he goes down with a hoe, he finds that the hoe cannot move. He thought he had dug rocks. When he dug up the soil, he found that It’s a human head.”
"Everyone retreat ten meters away!" Xu Si suddenly shouted, rolled up his sleeves and roared: "All the employees of the company are coming to dig. Feifei, please inform the forensic doctor."
Then, Xu Si gave Zhang Chuyi a look.
Although he didn't speak, Zhang Chuyi immediately understood.
The fourth brother asked him to keep an eye on everyone who appeared at the scene. Everyone here could be the murderer.
"Perhaps there is no need to notify the forensic doctor." Zhengjue rushed to the scene panting at this time, "If the monk remembers correctly, the body buried under this field should be the body of my master Bian Kong."
As soon as these words came out, all those who knew everything wanted to curse.
Why is it that every time I find some clues, all my efforts are in vain?
