weird world corpse

Chapter 110 Hanxu Temple

unicycle mountain.

Fang Mu came to the foot of the mountain, looked at the barren mountain in front of him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Dulun Mountain is just a small hill that is not well known, and because of the barren mountains and the night, there are not many people here.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, nothing can be seen.

Fang Mu raised his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Dulun Mountain is seldom visited by people. Although the mountain road is rugged, under Fang Mu's twin shadows, it is like flat ground.

After walking half a stick of incense, Fang Mu stopped.

There is a quaint temple standing in the middle of the mountain. The lights inside the temple are lit, and the dense forest outside the temple is deep. The contrast between the two adds a sense of mystery to the temple.

"Dong dong dong..."

In the empty woods, the dull knocking sound echoed endlessly.

"Wooden fish?"

Fang Mu walked towards the temple.

When he came to the gate of the temple, he didn't choose to knock on the door, and he leaped over like an eagle, jumping over the low courtyard wall.

The small courtyard in the temple is clean, but it is a little old, and there are traces of years of wear everywhere.

The main house in the courtyard was brightly lit, and under the light of an oil lamp, a monk in a gray robe turned his back to Fang Mu, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

The sound of dong dong dong came from inside the main house.

Fang Mu walked in and came all the way to the monk, only then did he see the monk's appearance.

Judging from the appearance, he is about 30 years old and looks ordinary.

There is no Buddha statue directly in front of the monk, but an altar covered with marks of knives and axes.

On the dilapidated wall in front of the altar, hung a picture of a Buddha.

Fang Mu smiled and said: "There is no Buddha statue, but you are sincere in reciting sutras to the Buddha in the painting."

"Boom boom boom... boom..."

The sound of the wooden fish gradually became smaller, and the movement of the monk hitting the wooden fish slowly stopped.

"The host of Hanxu Temple, Wang Chi, has met the benefactor." The monk saluted and replied, "The Buddha doesn't look at appearances, sincerity is spiritual. The poor monk also wants to put gold on the Buddha statue, but he doesn't have enough money."

Fang Mu glanced at Wang Chi up and down, and said: "I heard that most of the hosts wear yellow monk robes and red cassocks. Why do you wear gray monk robes when you come here?"

Wang Chi found a futon, spread it on the floor carefully, and motioned Fang Mu to sit down.

Fang Mu shook his head and did not sit on the futon.

Wang Chi sighed and said, "Because of being poor, poor monks also want to wear yellow robes."

Fang Mu didn't speak, but pulled out the butcher's knife, and slashed towards Wang Chi.

The monks in the deep mountains and old forests are still knocking on the wooden fish in the middle of the night, and they are calm about their arrival. This is a problem with the monks who are called forgetful.

"The Dharma is boundless." Wang Chi clasped his hands together, a golden light flashed on his body, blocking Fang Mu's pig-killing knife: "Almsgiver, please don't use swords in front of the Buddha."

"boom!"

The fiery red knife net enveloped Wang Chi, and under the attack of the fiery red knife net, the golden light on Wang Chi's body melted like ice meeting fire.

The butcher's knife rested on Wang Chi's neck, and Wang Chi's face turned pale.

With one move, he was defeated.

Fang Mu knocked Wang Chi down with one kick, and said, "I'm a vulgar person, I don't understand your word-speaking business, tell me, does the murder case in Shengge County have anything to do with you?"

The monk was playing tricks with him, but he couldn't understand, what should he do if he didn't understand, then follow Fang Mu's idea.

Wang Chi was taken aback: "Murder case?"

Fang Mu took out a Buddhist scripture and threw it on the ground, and asked coldly, "Does this have anything to do with your Hanxu Temple?"

Wang Chi felt the chill of the pig-killing knife on his neck, and smiled wryly: "Benefactor, can you get rid of this knife first."

Fang Mu nodded, and moved the butcher's knife away.

Wang Chi got up and picked up the blank Buddhist scriptures on the ground, looked through them carefully, couldn't help sighing, and took out something from his pocket.

Fang Mu took a closer look and frowned slightly.

This is also a Buddhist scripture, and while Wang Chi was flipping through it, Fang Mu saw that this Buddhist scripture was also blank.

Two identical blank Buddhist scriptures, there is something in them.

"Benefactor." Wang Chi put down the Buddhist scriptures and said with a wry smile: "This matter is indeed related to my Hanxu Temple. Can you please listen to me in detail."

Fang Mu nodded.

Wang Chi stood up and walked towards the inner room.

Fang Mu didn't stop him, and followed Wang Chi in.

The inner house is connected to the main house, and it is also dilapidated.

After crossing the boundary line between the inner house and the main house, Fang Mu saw the scene inside.

The facilities in the room are outdated and simple, and there is a portrait hanging in the front—a portrait of a woman.

The woman in the portrait is dressed in white and looks extremely beautiful, but what attracts Fang Mu's attention is the hem of the woman's white dress.

On the hem of the white coat, there is a small word - Mei.

Seeing the word plum, Fang Mu immediately thought of the clean white handkerchief embroidered with the word "plum".

"Unexpectedly, there is a Buddha statue of a woman hanging in a temple that is spotless." Fang Mu pointedly said: "Wang Chi, you are probably not a happy temple."

Wang Chi clasped his hands together and said, "Don't make jokes, benefactor, this woman is actually related to the previous abbot of my Hanxu Temple."

"Oh?" Fang Mu stared at the portrait on the wall and said, "Details."

Unexpectedly, it was the previous host, which aroused Fang Mu's interest.

Wang Chi answered irrelevantly: "The benefactor is a mysterious man, have you ever heard of a sorcerer?"

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I heard."

Wang Chi took a deep breath and said, "My previous abbot of Hanxu Temple was a trickster."

"Crafter?" Fang Mu withdrew his gaze from the portrait on the wall, and said, "You mean to say that this matter was done by your Hanxu Temple abbot?"

If the previous abbot of Hanxu Temple was a trickster, then all this points to the abbot of Hanxu Temple.

But what about the portrait on the wall?Wang Chi seems to have a lot of things left unsaid.

Fang Mu said slowly: "I think you still have something to say, tell me everything you know now, I have limited time and limited patience."

Wang Chi looked at Fang Mu straightly, and said: "Benefactor, this matter has nothing to do with my Hanxu Temple, it's just what the previous abbot did. In fact, it's complicated and related to the grievances of the previous generation, benefactor, listen to me slowly .”

Fang Mu nodded, this monk is also a smart man.

Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he simply told the truth, which saved Fang Mu a lot of trouble.

Looking at the portrait on the wall, Wang Chi said slowly: "The previous host was a trickster who was a mysterious scholar. Before he became a trickster, he was the second person with talent in Hanxu Temple. At that time, Hanxu Temple It is also very prosperous.”

"The second one?" Fang Mu frowned and said, "You mean there is the first one?"

Wang Chi clasped his hands together and sighed: "The first one is the host's younger brother. They both grew up in Hanxu Temple. The host's name is Xu Yang, and his younger brother's name is Xu Luo. The two have a very good relationship. They should be Hanxu Temple The mainstay of the family, under the unpredictable circumstances, they turned against each other."

"It's all about a woman."

(End of this chapter)