Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 128 He died for two days!
Su Rao's heart sank suddenly, she exchanged glances with Yan Yun, and hurried towards the direction where the crowd gathered.

When they arrived, the meditation room was completely blocked.

The dark guard cleared the way and forcibly separated the crowd for the two to approach quickly. The little monks outside the room had red eyes and silently recited scriptures.

A fat monk in cassock came out and said, "Quickly go down the mountain and report to the officials."

"Yes, uncle."

One responded and turned around and ran away.

He summoned another monk and whispered something in his ear, and the monk left quickly.

After doing this, the fat monk looked away, turned to bow to everyone present, and said in a trembling voice: "Benefactors, my senior brother was killed, and the murderer is still unknown. Before the arrival of the government officials, please stay in the temple for a while."

"Master Huishan, he really..."

someone in the crowd asked.

The fat monk's eyes were slightly red, and he held back his tears and said: "Senior brother has passed away."

"Whoever kills a thousand knives can even kill people like Master Huishan!"

"Yes, they dare to kill people in a quiet place of the Buddhist family. Don't worry, Master Huiding, we will not move around randomly. Whoever dares to run at this time is the murderer!"

"When you find him, you must take care of him!"

Seeing blood on the Buddha Mu Festival is an ominous omen, and everyone panicked. Looking at this majestic Buddhist temple, they feel that even the banners are stained with yin, and people can't help but feel dizzy. fear.

"Thank you for your generous donations."

Monk Hui Ding uttered a Buddhist verse, and just as he was about to enter, Yan Yun raised his foot and took a slight step forward, "Master, stop."

"What does the donor have to teach?"

Huiding stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Yun turned his head to look at Zhuyan, Zhuyan took out a token and handed it to Master Huiding, and whispered a few words in his ear, Huiding's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed to several people and made a gesture. 'Please' gesture.

The Zen room is furnished simply, with only a low table and a futon. The bedroom is connected to the right side and separated by a layer of gauze curtains.

At this moment, the curtains had been pulled up, and there was a person lying sideways on the couch, with his lower body in a cross-legged posture, his face was blue, and he had already passed away.

Su Rao stepped forward to check.

Yan Yun asked, "Who was the first to discover the passing of the master?"

"It's Jingming."

Hui Ding called out, and soon a young monk walked in quickly, with a panicked expression, lowered his head, "Master."

"This is an official from the imperial court. If you ask me anything, just tell the truth."

"Yes."

Xiao Hesheng glanced at Yan Yun anxiously, and called out, "Excuse me, my lord."

"Tell me about the process from when you came here to when you found out that the abbot passed away."

Yan Yun said quietly.

His face was indifferent, and he spoke without any emotion. After a long time in the upper position, he was naturally not angry and arrogant. The little monk's heart tightened, and he quickly replied: "That's right, the cassock for the Buddha's Day is ready, and the little monk brought it for the abbot to change. After calling for a while and no one answered, I opened the door and walked in."

"The abbot never wanted us to serve him, so he should have left when he put down his cassock, but the abbot found it strange to see the abbot sitting cross-legged and not making a sound, so he wanted to go in and have a look."

He glanced at the couch out of the corner of his eye, shivered and closed his eyes tightly, and said: "Who knows that the abbot's face is pale when he lifts the gauze curtain. , and the others fell."

The little monk was trembling after talking about it.

At this time, Su Rao got up and said, "Master Huishan passed away two days ago, so long, you didn't realize it, right?"

"What, what?"

Both Huiding and Jingming were stunned, and looked at each other. The little monk said, "Impossible, last night, last night, the abbot ate the food that the abbot brought, and the dishes were collected by the little monk."

"The master has been in retreat for the past few days and you have been serving him?"

Su Rao asked.

The little monk nodded, his eyes blank: "The abbot never keeps anyone around when he is practicing meditation in seclusion. The little monk is only responsible for delivering meals on time every day."

"Did he talk to you when you were delivering meals in and out?"

she asked again.

"I said it once."

"When?"

Speaking of this, the little monk Jingming's face was pale, he raised his head to meet Shang Surao's eyes, opened his mouth, and uttered a sentence with difficulty: "On the night of the third day of junior high school, I came to deliver the meal, and the abbot said these few days There is no need to deliver breakfast on the next day."

"What time was it?"

"It's You time."

There is always a time limit for meals in the temple, and he always delivers them on time, so Jing Ming said this answer without even thinking about it.

"How did the abbot look then?"

"The monk didn't see the abbot."

Jingming shook his head, "At that time the curtain was drawn down, and the abbot was lying in his clothes."

"How does his voice sound as usual?"

"It's a bit low and hoarse, but the abbot has been suffering from wind and cold since the beginning of autumn, and he hasn't recovered for a long time, so he doesn't talk much..."

He had just spoken halfway, but his voice stopped abruptly. He suddenly realized some kind of possibility from this inquiry, and his whole body tensed up to the extreme for a moment, and he stared and said in a trembling voice: "The benefactor, the benefactor is doubtful. , aren't you the abbot?"

Although a little cruel, Su Rao was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Master Huishan's stiff joints have eased, the body spots have not faded after finger pressure, and the death time exceeds 24 hours..."

"Counting from dinner on the third day of October, to this moment, exactly two full days!"

The blood on the face of the little monk Jingming faded, "Yes, but the next meal is all finished..."

It's not the abbot talking to him.

Who would that be?

murderer?
Thinking of this possibility, he unconsciously became stiff and hairy, and the hairs on his back stood on end!

"Every time you deliver food, you haven't really talked face-to-face with the abbot, have you?"

Su Rao said softly.

The little monk staggered suddenly, but fortunately Master Huiding beside him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and helped him up, "Jingming, are you alright?"

The little monk didn't speak.

His lips trembled slightly.

Yes!

Every time he came in to deliver food, the gauze curtain was hanging down. The abbot would either sit upright on the couch or lie down with his clothes on. He never dared to talk too much because of the majesty of the abbot, and he would leave after delivering food or clearing the dishes. .

So no abnormalities were found!
That meal... I have eaten it every time...

In other words, the murderer stayed in the meditation room for two days later...

They passed each other countless times. Perhaps, when he was placing the food, that person was squatting in a corner of the meditation room, staring at him quietly...

The little monk couldn't bear such a result, he just rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Jingming, Jingming!"

Hui Ding hugged his limp body, Yan Yun stepped forward to check it out, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I passed out from too much fright."

"Help him down to rest."

Hui Ding called two young monks and carried Jing Ming away. The room quickly became quiet. Su Rao looked at Master Hui Shan's body, her eyes suddenly darkened...

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