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- Ming Ruoxie glanced at Xiaojin and waved to him.
"Come here, little wildcat."
Pei Wu heard her address to Xiao Jin, and a thin smile flashed in his eyes.
Is it really called a little wild cat?
Xiaojin wagged his tail and walked towards her. Ming Ruoxie picked it up, gently ran his hand along the hair on its back, and glanced at the corpse.
"Have all the donors seen it?" The abbot's face turned pale, "This is the thought of anger. Let's go to the main hall to talk. It's not easy to stay here for a long time."
Sikongji said to Pei Wu: "You and Tao Qi stay here."
Let¡¯s see if there are any clues.
"yes."
Leaving behind Pei Wu and Tao Qi, they returned to the main hall.
A monk went to cut off all the candle wicks, and the temple became a little brighter. Such brightness made everyone's tense hearts relax a little.
The abbot asked his disciples to bring hot tea over. Each of them held a cup of hot tea in their hands, feeling more calm.
Master Ciyuan still wanted to recite the sutra silently. Ming Ruoxie glanced at him and said to Man Yue: "Bring tea to the master."
Then she also walked to Master Ci Yuan, sat down on the dumpling next to him, held Xiao Jin in her arms, and while stroking the smooth cat hair, she said to Master Ci Yuan, "Master Ci Yuan, don't stop. After reciting it, if he can be saved, you have already saved him to the Buddha by just reciting it for so long, drink tea."
When she spoke to Master Ciyuan like this, the monks in Fuyun Temple also widened their eyes.
"Princess Jin, how can you talk to the master like this?"
No matter how they look at it, they all think that the master is an eminent monk. Why are they so casual and careless when talking to eminent monks?
Ming Ruoxie shrugged, "I am very kind to the old monk, but I am afraid that he will be thirsty and persuade him to drink tea. What's wrong?"
This is called very good? I was called a great monk just now, but now I am called an old monk. Can I call him an old monk?
"Amitabha."
Master Ciyuan was very calm. He finally stopped chanting, took the tea cup from Man Yue's hand, took a sip, and sighed softly.
Sikongji looked at the abbot, "Abbott, can you tell me what's going on now?"
Everyone looked at him.
The abbot also drank a cup of tea, but his pale face still did not calm down.
"The person who died was Nian Ai. He was a disciple who led the practice of Dalai Temple, not Fuyun Temple. But Lao Na and the abbot of Dalai Temple were brothers. Fuyun Temple is relatively clean and has fewer pilgrims. , the Dalai Temple is a big temple, and the two temples sometimes communicate with each other"
"Puch." Seeing that the abbot felt a little guilty for no reason when he said this, and secretly glanced at Master Ciyuan, Ming Ruoxie immediately understood the meaning of "exchanging what is necessary and what is not."
She asked: "If the pilgrims who come to Fuyun Temple have any larger wishes, you can recommend them to Dalai Temple. As for Dalai Temple, I will help you recommend pilgrims to come here to seek marriage." What?"
It¡¯s a very fashionable method!
It¡¯s really like this. But now that Ming Ruoxie said this, the abbot's face turned a little red.
"Well, my senior brother and I grew up together, and my senior brother took better care of me."
The old man didn¡¯t even say anything.
I couldn¡¯t help but chuckle at the full moon, the abbot of Fuyun Temple was really a bit funny.
"Okay, what next?" Ming Ruoxie asked him to continue.
The abbot continued, "Nian Ai is a disciple who leads the practice in Dalai Temple. He occasionally delivers messages and things between Dalai Temple and Fuyun Temple. This time, Nian Ai came. He went to Fuyun Temple, but he told me that he was entrusted by someone to go to the capital to find someone to deliver something."
Ming Ruoxie asked: "Did he say who he was going to find?"
"He said he was going to a family named Xiao, but he didn't say what he wanted to give. He just said that the person who entrusted it to him was a nobleman who went to Dali Temple to offer incense. He didn't know who he was."
Your surname is Xiao?
Sikongji couldn¡¯t help but look at Ming Ruoxie.
¡°I don¡¯t know why, when the couple heard the name Xiao, they immediately thought of Ming Ruoxie¡¯s mother, Xiao Yun.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s because among the people they know, the person they have the closest relationship with is her, and her surname happens to be Xiao.
The abbot sighed, "Because I thought that the noble man was very powerful and his status must be extraordinary, and he also promised him great benefits, saying that he could give him a house and five thousand taels of gold, so I thoughtThis thing is a little weird. It's just a trip to deliver something. How can you get such a generous reward? So I persuaded Nian Ai to send the things back and refused. Nian Ai didn't want to, and insisted on waiting for tomorrow morning to rush to the capital. Who knew something would happen here tonight. "
Ming Ruoxie and Sikongji looked at each other.
They also felt that this matter was a bit strange. It's just a trip to deliver something. The reward of a house and five thousand taels of gold is indeed too generous. Who can't do this job? I have to find a disciple of Dalai Temple who is a monk.
Jin Changyue heard this, turned around and walked out again.
Pei Wu and Tao Qi searched carefully in the alms room, but found nothing.
The two looked at each other and were about to search Nian Ai's body.
"This man died tragically here, so it's normal to search his body to see if there are any doubts."
"Prince Pei, let me do it."
Tao Qi felt that Pei Wu was a prince born in a royal palace, so it was better to let him do this kind of thing. Pei Wu didn't object, so he just stood aside and endured the smell of blood in the room.
Just when Tao Qigang walked to the corpse and bent down to reach into Nian Ai's arms, Jin Changyue's voice suddenly sounded, "I advise you not to move."
Tao Qi looked up.
Jin Changyue crossed the threshold and walked in, grabbing his clothes and pulling him back.
¡°What is Mr. Jin¡¯s Pavilion Master trying to do?!¡±
"If you follow her, if something happens, she will be a little sad. I really don't want to see her sad." Jin Changyue snorted, "Get out of my way."
"you¡ª¡ª"
Tao Qi wanted to go over again, but Pei Wu grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.
He had no choice but to hold back.
The two of them watched Jin Changyue pull out a soft sword from his waist. The sword was very narrow, only one finger wide, but quite long. There was a red straight line in the middle of the sword, which was blood red.
They had never seen any swords with color cast in the middle, so they thought it was a bit novel.
When Pei Wu saw his long sword, he suddenly thought of Ah Qi's blood-red knife. The blood-red line in this sword could be made of that kind of thing, right?
Jin Changyue's wrist trembled slightly, the internal force was poured into the long sword, and the sword body trembled slightly.
He swung his sword and slashed Nian Ai's clothes several times, then opened the fabric, revealing the fatal wound on his chest.
That is a knife edge.
The knife struck down, slashed open, and opened a wound on his chest.
No wonder there was so much blood.
"But why were his clothes not torn before?" Tao Qi saw the problem. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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