Buddha is enlightenment.
All sentient beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata, but due to delusions and persistence, they cannot realize the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata.
What all sentient beings seek from the Buddha is peace and prosperity, wealth and honor, and fulfillment of desires, but they do not know that when the Buddha talks about self-cultivation, what he cultivates is that all living beings suffer. I entered the sea of suffering. The Buddha is nature, nature is Buddha, and the four elements are empty.
What is particularly ironic is that the old woman praying for Buddha died tragically under the Buddha statue.
In the dark and narrow room, the scent of low-quality sandalwood was strong and pungent, mixed with the stronger smell of blood, which was enough to stimulate everyone's nerves. If you add in the corpse lying on the ground with half of its head smashed, but with a pair of eyes wide open and without luster...
"Ugh-" The younger one rushed out of the door, his legs too weak to stand.
Yin Tianming took a step back and fell to the ground unable to get up.
The middle-aged villager supported Uncle Yin and looked at Village Chief Yin with trembling eyes, "How could this happen?"
"A blood book, a blood book!" Yin Tianming looked a little confused because of extreme fear, "She is really here, she is here, she is here to kill people."
After all, Uncle Yin had lived a long time, experienced a lot, and had a stronger endurance than ordinary people. He immediately understood the key and asked: "Tianming, what are you talking about?"
Just as Yin Tianming opened his mouth, Village Chief Yin shouted: "Shut up!"
Even though Village Chief Yin's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, he still maintained his composure as the head of the clan, "Help Mr. Wei down first, and the other helpers will..." He took a deep breath and suppressed the trembling in his voice, "Please help me lift my old lady to the bed."
Lu Anran walked in front of everyone, turned around and said, "You can't touch her now."
Village Chief Yin said sadly and angrily: "Miss Lu, I have tolerated you for a long time. I don't need you to interfere in my family affairs."
"There is always a reason for death, unless you believe that the Buddha statue will fall down and hit Mrs. Yin who is kneeling to worship the Buddha." Lu Anran's voice was not high, but every word fell to the ground with a sound, "The Buddha statue cannot speak. , but the deceased will tell us her final words."
"It must be a ghost." The middle-aged villager shrank his neck, "Didn't you say yesterday that the Jin family was seeking life and came to kill people?"
Yun Qi took a step to Lu Anran's side, swept around gracefully, and said in a calm tone: "It's a human or a ghost. After checking, you will know the truth."
Everyone was still hesitating, and Yun Qi said lightly: "Anyway, even if it is a ghost, it will not cause trouble for us passers-by."
Uncle Yin held the crutch with both hands, poked the ground hard, and said seriously: "Check! Yin Quan, let them check!"
The room was small and the air was stuffy. Most people left. Only Lu Anran, Yun Qi, Village Chief Yin and the middle-aged man were left. The three of them retreated. Lu Anran once again took out the cigarette he had just washed on the road. Sheepskin gloves folded later.
They all stared at the corpse on the ground, only Yunqi's eyes drifted from Lu Anran's hand.
"First diagnosis! The dead woman was six feet eight inches tall. She was wearing a navy blue embroidered begonia coat, purple cotton trousers, and flat shoes with Ruyi moire patterns. Her hair was five feet long and was combed into a high bun with a wooden hairpin. Wearing an emerald jade bracelet on the left hand, and holding a string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads on the right hand."
"The deceased was crushed by a heavy object before his death. The body was lying on its side, with the head facing inward and the feet facing the door. The right side of the skull was sunken. The body was yellowish in color, with two protruding eyes. There was blood and black marks in the mouth and nose. The hands were slightly swollen. Hold it and curl your legs naturally."
Lu Anran laid the body flat and touched it inch by inch to inspect it, not even leaving the fingernails. He concentrated on it, and the breath on his body became colder and colder.
"I need to check other places now, please step back."
Yun Qi understood immediately when he saw her fingers resting on Mrs. Yin's plate buckle, "Can you turn over by yourself?"
Lu Anran looked at him inexplicably: "You want to stay?"
Yun Qi really had no interest in turning over corpses, so he wisely withdrew and took Village Chief Yin and the middle-aged villager with him.
Across the door, Lu Anran called out the names of various parts one by one, as if he was talking about objects instead of a person, and his voice was so calm that it made people go crazy.
"rigor mortis spreads throughout the body, and corpse spots are mostly seen on the pillow, waist, left buttocks, and limbs, and are dark purple in color..."
More than an hour later, Lu Anran said from inside: "That's it."
Everyone seemed to be frozen and didn't move, but Yun Qi's sound of pushing the door startled them.
Yunqi first saw Lu Anran standing where the Buddha statue had been, with her body sideways and her head slightly lowered, as if thinking about something. The skylight from the window fell on top of her head, but her eyebrows were blurred.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and said, "You can carry her to the bed."
Yun Qi asked: "How?"
Lu Anran said: "The conjunctiva on both sides of the deceased's eyes were bruised. Coupled with the spread of corpse spots and rigor mortis, it is estimated that the time of death was four to five hours."
"Last night at midnight?" Village Chief Yin's eyes widened suddenly: "How is that possible!"
Yin Tianming knelt in front of Mrs. Yin. Lu Anran had already dressed her up, but the dried blood marks on her forehead had not been treated and were still bloody and striking everyone's eyes.
Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise, "Isn't it the same for Su Su..."
The middle-aged villager felt a layer of cold sweat crawling up his back, and shivered: "One fell off the cliff, and the other was smashed by the Buddha statue. The distance between the two sides is less than half an hour, no, it can't be that the Jin family is really trying to kill someone. "
Uncle Yin is getting older, and he is more persistent in what he can remember. "Yin Quan, what is the blood letter Tianming mentioned just now?"
Village Chief Yin was silent for a moment, then took out the blood letter from last night and handed it to Uncle Yin. When he got close to read it, he held his crutch and poked the ground, "What an injustice! What an injustice. This is clearly because the Jin family was unwilling to do harm after death." Oh! I said back then that people with foreign surnames could not be retained, but you just didn’t listen. Look at this!"
Yin Tianming followed the two strong men to lift Mrs. Yin to the bed. He turned around and retorted weakly, "Xiang Ju is not this kind of person."
The Buddhist hall was transformed into a mourning hall. Village Chief Yin invited everyone out, leaving only Yin Tianming to mourn. He and Taishu Yin were also discussing matters inside.
Yun Qi patted his chest with a fan and sighed: "It can be seen that praying to Buddha and worshiping gods cannot ensure peace."
Lu Anran raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "It would be impure if the word "seeking" is used in everything."
Yunqi raised his eyebrows slightly, with a slight smile on his lips, and handed something to Lu Anran, "Here."
Lu Anran took it and smelled the faint fragrance of the medicine.
"Good stuff." Yun Qi raised his chin in the direction of Lu Anran's fingers, "It's miraculous in preventing frostbite on fingers."
Lu Anran looked down at her slender fingers and remembered that when she went down the mountain, because Chun Miao was not around, she went to the well to wash the sheepskin gloves herself, then washed her fingers one by one, and then washed them again just now. In winter, even if the well water was cool, her fingers would be red by the time she washed them thoroughly.
"The efficacy of external plasters is almost the same. The so-called good or bad depends on one mouth." Lu Anran believed that the things Yun Qi used were definitely not ordinary, and at least the word 'expensive' should be highlighted. However, "no merit will not be rewarded, prince." Keep it for your own use.”
Yun Qi held the small porcelain bottle and saw Lu Anran leaving quickly with brisk steps. His face was full of disbelief, "She rejected this prince?"
Guanyue didn't know when she would come back, so she added promptly and truthfully: "To be precise, Miss Lu refused your medicine."
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Lu Anran knew that Chunmiao hated to see dead people, so he didn't let her go to the mountain with him. Unexpectedly, once she returned to the room, she still couldn't escape and witnessed Chunmiao crying loudly, which made her ears hurt extremely.
"I've cried enough. Go boil some water. I want to wash myself."
Chunmiao was twitching and wringing her nose, and when she saw Lu Anran taking out the sheepskin gloves, her eyes widened: "Miss, you won't touch dead people, right? I don't want you to study medicine, so don't go astray."
"You still know that the right path is off track." Lu Anran glanced at her, "Who complained to me for a long time yesterday, and cried like this today. Unknowingly, I thought you had a deep relationship with that little girl Su Su. .”
Chun Miao held her face in her hands, sniffed and hiccupped, "At least I am alive. I was alive yesterday, but suddenly gone. This slave... always feels uncomfortable."
Lu Anran took off his cloak and sat in front of the stove to warm himself. "The Yin family can't control us now. You go and boil more hot water and get some food."
When Chunmiao was about to go out, she stopped her again and said, "By the way, go back and walk around in the Yin family's second room. Let me know when Mrs. Wei wakes up."
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After all, Mrs. Wei was young and woke up before noon. She was frightened and couldn't get out of bed.
Lu Anran changed into a floral skirt, put on a jade-patterned brocade feather satin cloak, and hid a hand stove filled with fresh charcoal by Chun Miao in the armhole, and went to Wei's place wrapped in warmth.
"I have a few questions." Lu Anran could see that Wei was in a weak spirit and was not polite, so he directly explained his purpose.
Mrs. Wei was really stunned. She leaned on the back pillow for a while and smiled politely, "Miss Lu is really straight-tempered."
Lu Anran chose the chair closest to the bed, covered the stove with his hands, and his eyes fell on Ms. Wei's face. The beautiful young woman who was plump and gorgeous when he first met her was now visibly haggard, like a flower gradually blooming after the spring scene. .
"Your mother-in-law is dead. The time of death was around midnight last night."
Wei's remaining smile could no longer hold back, and all those touching memories finally came flooding back, making her delicate body tremble slightly, and she said with a cry: "First it was Tianxiang, then Su Su... Now even my mother..."
Lu Anran hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to hand over a handkerchief and say some words of comfort in this situation. She was never used to doing these things.
Fortunately, Wei had good self-regulation skills. She wiped away her tears and said with a pale face, "What do you want to ask, Miss Lu?"
Lu Anran breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "As far as I know, Buddhism was not promoted in the Ning Dynasty. Although it was not explicitly prohibited, there are not many Buddhist temples left in the country. How did Mrs. Yin think of setting up a Buddhist temple at home?"
Mrs. Wei supported the bed with both hands, sat up a little, frowned and said, "My mother has never believed in Buddhism before, but one day after my sister-in-law's accident, she suddenly said that she wanted to build a Buddhist temple."
