Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 299 News of the death came, and someone came from the Buddhist temple!
Gu Cheng was still immersed in his own thoughts, and was suddenly interrupted by someone, startled, turned around to see Su Rao, and subconsciously glanced into the courtyard.

"How is the son?"

Su Rao said: "After taking the medicine, I still fell asleep."

Gu Cheng nodded absently, hesitant to speak, Su Rao took advantage of the situation and said, "What are you doing wandering around here? Do you have something to report?"

"It's nothing serious."

Gu Cheng thought for a while and couldn't help but said: "The prince gave me a letter before and asked me to check it out, girl, do you remember?"

"Remember, I gave him the letter."

"The letter said that the matter has been settled. It involves the name of Cheng Nan, the foreign capital when the dam was built in Ninglan Gorge, and a few unknown people... I was ordered to investigate, but these people have no travel history. , or die of old age, or Tolerance was killed..."

Gu Cheng was very ashamed when he said this, "Anyway, I got nothing, and then I was busy with things later, so it was delayed."

"Didn't you report this matter to the young master?"

"It was reported, but now there is a problem again!"

Gu Cheng approached her and said something in a low voice, Su Rao suddenly looked up at him, "Where is he?
"I'm waiting in the gatehouse of the post house. The brother below received the order to thank the guests behind closed doors. They were supposed to drive people away, but after hearing what he said and reporting it to me, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. .”

The two rushed towards the gatehouse one after the other.

Gu Cheng said in a loud voice: "The son is still ill, I don't want to bother with these trivial matters, and I really can't make up my mind, if the girl can be together, then my heart can be more or less at ease."

"Now that the overall situation in Yunzhou has been settled, let him recuperate well."

"Ah."

While talking, the two had already reached the gatehouse, and Yin Xuewei, who was guarding outside, saw the two of them hurriedly opened the thick curtain and let them in.

In the narrow room, there is a table, a few benches, a charcoal basin, and a stove next to it, which is used to boil hot water.

A figure was sitting at the table holding a tea bowl, the steaming heat brushed over his brows, as if some water droplets had condensed, he quietly stared at the ground in a trance...

"Master, the person you want to meet is here."

Yin Xuewei yelled.

The man woke up like a dream, shivered, looked up quickly, and when he saw Su Rao, he stood up and typed a Buddhist verse, "Amitabha, farewell to the ancient Buddhist temple, how is the benefactor?"

"Master Huiding."

Su Rao clapped her hands together and returned the salute, "I'm fine, Master Lao misses me."

The two chatted briefly for a few words, each took their seats, and got straight to the point: "I just heard Mr. Gu say something about your reason for coming, but I have to ask you more specifically."

"When did Master Huizhi pass away?"

"About three days ago."

Hui Ding replied carefully: "Master Yan ordered Hui Zhi to stay in the Library Pavilion to collect scriptures. Everything was as usual. When Seng Mi went to deliver the meal three days ago, he was found hanging from the beam."

"Hanging beam? Are you sure it was suicide or homicide?"

Su Rao asked again.

Hui Ding nodded, "As soon as the murder happened, I sent someone to report the case to a nearby county town, and asked Wu Zuo to come over for an autopsy, saying that Junior Brother Hui Zhi really committed suicide by hanging himself."

"How can a well-endowed man hang the beam?"

Su Rao felt strange, "Where is Master Huizhi's body? Did you bring it?"

"Just park outside."

After Hui Ding finished speaking, he got up and made a gesture of invitation, and led the way for her in front, and said as he walked: "Not long ago, Mrs. and Mrs. Wei, the shopkeeper and his daughter, came to the temple to fulfill their vows. This is how the poor monk found out that you are in Hanyang City."

"Master Yan ordered the poor monk to take care of his younger brother. He never thought that this kind of thing would happen. The poor monk is really ashamed of his younger brother, and even more ashamed of his entrustment to the two of you."

"Master, there is no need to blame yourself. Who can guarantee the unexpected?"

After leaving the post house, Hui Ding took Su Rao, Gu Cheng, and three or two Yin Xuewei to the side alley, and there were two novice monks standing inside. Seeing them, they joined hands and typed a Buddhist gatha.

"Amitabha."

After speaking, he gave the cart out of the way and stepped aside.

A coffin was tied to the car, Yinxuewei stepped forward, and after offending, he lifted the lid of the coffin, and the heavy sound fell in everyone's ears.

Hui Ding closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The poor monk knows that my junior brother is concerned about the bloody case of Cheng's family. This case also involves the construction of the Ninglan Gorge Dam and the flood that happened four years ago in Qianding. brought his body."

"The master is thoughtful."

Su Rao went to the coffin, Yin Xuewei and others moved the coffin from the cart to the ground, she leaned into the coffin to check, three days had passed since her death, the body odor and rotten veins had already developed.

Fortunately, the severe cold weather at this time slowed down the speed of corruption.

She inspected the body carefully, and found that there were no scars except for the scars deep into the flesh of the neck. She straightened up, frowned, and said, "It is indeed suicide."

"Amitabha."

All the monks spoke together.

Hui Ding said: "To tell you the truth, the poor monk thinks this is a bit strange. Junior Brother, he waited for the Cheng family's case to be brought to light. After waiting for eight years, he really wouldn't commit suicide at this time."

Su Rao naturally knew this too.

She ordered someone to close the coffin lid, turned around and walked back to her original position, thought for a while, and asked: "Did Master Huizhi act abnormally in those few days when the accident happened?"

"Abnormal words..."

Hui Ding thought about it carefully, and said hesitantly: "The younger brother always talked about dreaming in those few days, saying that he dreamed that when he was young, he was with his parents and elder brother, and he liked to talk about old things..."

"Has he had contact with outsiders?"

"No, the younger brother has been in the Library Pavilion, except for the novice monk and the poor monk who delivered the food, he will hardly see anyone else."

Su Rao's heart moved slightly, "The shaman is coming today?"

"No."

Hui Ding shook his head, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen this kid for several days, I don't know where he went to play like crazy again."

"He's gone?"

Su Rao wondered, "Have you not looked for it in the temple?"

"The benefactor doesn't know that these novice monks are still young and the temple is poor. They can't bear their temper and occasionally go down the mountain to play when they are free in the temple. This is a common thing."

After Hui Ding finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Su Rao: "By the way, the child's benefactor has met..."

"I have seen?"

"Yes, it was in Senior Brother Huishan's meditation room. At that time, he was also there to deliver food, and he fainted after being frightened."

Being reminded by him, Su Rao suddenly thought of such a person, "Little Master Mingjing?"

"it's him."

"He is also responsible for delivering meals to Master Huizhi, so when did he disappear?"

Su Rao hurriedly asked, seeing that Master Hui Ding was frowning, she said: "Master, think about it carefully, this answer may be very important to this case..."

(End of this chapter)