Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 51
"What exactly is it 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.

From their mouths, they learned that although this was the first time that a monk had gone missing in the Vajra Temple, some monks left the temple every year. Over the years, there were 40 to [-] people. "

Dou Le frowned slightly: "Isn't it normal for people to flow in temples?

"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 these monks who left the temple did not have such a motive." The employee shook his head and explained: "According to the witnesses, these monks who left the King Kong Temple are all virtuous and wise practitioners. Those professional monks who follow the scriptures are too strong.

Moreover, these people have already disregarded the world before entering the temple. It makes no sense for them to practice well in the temple and suddenly return to vulgarity. "

"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. No credit for donating a large sum of money.

At this time, a few children who were not afraid of giving birth in the orphanage came over, tilted their heads and looked at the gathered adults, sucking their fingers.

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 in charge of reporting this donation hurriedly pressed the shutter, thinking that there was more material for today's manuscript.

After rejecting the dean's invitation to stay for dinner, Master Zhengjue planned to continue his next journey, which was to go to the old people's home in the west of the city to make donations.

As soon as he came out, he bumped into a group of people who knew everything.

"Director Xu." Zhengjue greeted the visitor with a smile, "Everyone from the company is here, but do you have something to do with the poor monk?"

Xu Sibi said lazily: "It's nothing serious, I just have some questions and I want to ask the abbot for clarification."

Hearing this, Zhengjue turned to the reporter and said with a smile: "Friends from the media, there are some problems in the temple. The poor monk has to go back, and the nursing home will go later. Anyway, the donation has been delivered. I will go or It doesn't matter if you don't go."

After speaking, regardless of the reporters' persuasion, he followed Xu Si into the car.

Dou Le didn't get in the car, but planned to report to Zhao Dong and report on the work of the past two days.

Xu Si took his people back to King Kong Temple, and as soon as he got out of the car, he asked, "Abbot, we found out through investigation that there are several monks in King Kong Temple who return to lay life every year. Is there such a thing?"

Zhengjue replied indifferently: "Things are impermanent. Every year, people come here to shave their heads in the Vajra Temple, and there are also monks who return to lay life every year. There is nothing to be surprised 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 corners of his mouth slightly, "Which one of the monks in my King Kong Temple is not a practitioner? Which one is not a person of virtue?"

"Abbot, 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 had three questions in a row, and the abbot resolved them lightly 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.

Either the case really had nothing to do with him, and it was all a coincidence.

However, in Zhang Chuyi's view, most of the 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 gasped for breath, and pointed to the east with a panicked expression: "The village...the head of the village...a corpse 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 King Kong Temple, villagers living nearby, and employees who know everything.

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 King Kong Temple, so he planned to dig a vegetable field here, but when he went down with a hoe, he found that the hoe couldn't move. He thought it was a stone dug. 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 this remark came out, everyone who knew everything wanted to curse.

Why is it a waste of time to find some clues every time?

(End of this chapter)