Monk Zhaoli didn't leave either. He returned to the tree and sat down cross-legged, waiting next to Ding Feixiong.

Being able to listen to the sutras together, Monk Zhaoli felt that he had a special relationship with this wandering monk who had killed other people. He was a little envious and curious in his heart, wanting to see when the wandering monk would wake up.

"Master Abbot, I'm here to take care of you. Send someone to the government to withdraw the complaint!

"Yes, disciple understands!"

After abbot Guangji bowed to the foot of the tree, he hurriedly returned to the original route and arrived outside the courtyard. The pilgrims there were even more excited than before.

"Master Abbot, what is going on inside?"

"Master Abbot, are those two sacred monks in the temple?" "Master Abbot..."

"Dear donors, I have nothing to say for the time being. I would also like to ask all donors not to make any noise, and please step back!

The abbot left quickly under the protection of several monks, and soon found the monk Zhike who had been sent to report the matter a few days ago, and asked him to quickly withdraw the complaint.

"Quickly go to Youfang Monastery to investigate and see what's going on. Be careful!"

"Or change your clothes and leave?"

Now that the weather is hot and the snow is melting, and no new snow has fallen, the footprints on the snow will remain almost unchanged for a few days.

"You must be generous! Brothers, let's go!

Zhike Monk thought nothing of it and hurried back to Youfang Monastery. But what I knew was that not a single arrester from Baxiang County Government followed me back.

"The county magistrate, the master from the wandering monastery wants to withdraw the complaint."

"He was killed by some terrible hidden weapon..." "Head, everyone died tragically..."

The complaint was submitted just this morning. With the county government's usual office speed, and now it is approaching the end of the year, the county government has not a lot of things to do. There is a small chance that the complaint process will be completed. At least the temple has not seen anyone from the county government.

Been here.

The seven people acted separately. According to the information they heard, the situation could be bad or good. If it was really good, the seven people still seemed weak and weak.

"Abbott, the complaint hasn't been withdrawn yet! Please look!" "Uh, Abbot, what should we do with these dozen missing guests?"

"I've met the county magistrate!"

In Longkang Intermediate Courtyard, the policeman from Baxiang County had not yet arrived outside under the leadership of the policeman. He looked at the endless flow of pilgrims in the temple, and it seemed that something was normal.

If an ordinary person were to hand in that kind of complaint, the county government would probably accept it from time to time, but if a monk from a wandering monastery comes, he will give him less face.

Before the abbot took the paper and read it, a small stone fell in his heart.

"That master must be polite!

After the group arrived, they chased each other and fled back to the starting point of the mountain. Judging from the footprints, it was obvious that no group of people jumped out from outside the temple.

Except for the head hunt, all the chases were over and it was easy to retreat, because the snow was getting deeper and deeper, but the footprints after that were too deep in the snow.

"Head, there are not many footprints here!"

In the abbot's Zen room, the monk Zhike showed me the paper as soon as he came back.

Before the person disappeared, he knew that the guest monk was looking for the same guests he loved in the human world, and the luggage in those people's guesthouses was not taken away.

Yamen drums are generally used inside government offices. Ordinary people cannot beat the drums casually unless they have a serious grievance or something very important. Otherwise, the drummer will be tortured first.

The footprints were very few and very messy, leaving a long trail of footprints in the snow. As the hunter followed the footprints down the mountain, few people realized that he was right.

"Hoo... you are merciful, thank you so much to the county magistrate! This poor monk will take his leave!"

Along the way, I knew that apart from walking at a slower pace, the monk showed no signs of normal behavior. By the time I arrived outside the temple, it was already morning when I came and went.

"I see, please don't be impatient. There is no record of the file. Just withdraw it for them."

"It's a villain!"

Before we came, the county magistrate also talked nonsense. He immediately briefly explained the Longkang Intermediate Court's report to the official and the withdrawal of the lawsuit, as well as the doubtful points in it, and then issued an order.

"yes!"

There is no doubt that there are very few things that should be explained in the complaint that are ambiguous, but none of them are written clearly. This is the reason why a dozen foreign guests suddenly disappeared outside the temple.

The head catcher listened to the county magistrate's words carelessly and nodded frequently.

Several police officers each asked a few pilgrims who were leaving the temple, and the answers they received were that there were many people outside the temple, and they frequently mentioned that there were no lowly monks to meditate in meditation, which was very strange.

"If something really happens, that's it. If nothing happens, you can let it go. Now that the court has promulgated new laws, if small cases like this go wrong, you won't have any chance of promotion!

The county magistrate's expression did not change slightly, and even the government servant next to him realized that he was right.

"Um!"

After a while, a group of policemen gathered at the side of the temple to share the information they had received from the pilgrims.

"The boss is right. Even if there is a murder case, the motive for the disappearance of these dozen people is clear and very suspicious!"

"That's right, that's right. It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Before the county magistrate said something, he waved to an official next to him, and the former immediately came over.

The monk arrived at the county government office and explained his purpose to the government officials. Soon, the government officials took him to the internal government office. Sitting outside was the county magistrate of Baxiang County.

"You're right! Let the rest of them change their clothes and go back to have a look. The purpose is to alert others, and also to see what the so-called low-level monks meditating in concentration are like." "Find it out and take a look."

The county magistrate browsed through it before looking at the waiting monk. His eyes met mine, and his expression was slightly peaceful.

The abbot also frowned when he heard this. To be honest, it probably had nothing to do with Xiang Shanchan, but I didn't know what to do with the situation in front of me.

Because the county magistrate screamed slowly, a short time passed before the Baxiang County police chief hurried to the county magistrate's office with seven deputies.

As soon as they found the place, the heartbeats of the policemen, which had been accelerated by climbing the snow-capped mountains, became even slower.

The catcher frowned and thought for a moment, but he felt unhappy.

The county magistrate smiled and said comfortingly.

"Yes, yes, I was not coerced by anyone. It's just, it's really just the abbot's request that you withdraw the lawsuit later..."

"We can only wait until Master Zhaoli and Xiangshan wake up from meditation before making a decision. I doubt the Bodhisattva will protect us! You Buddha is merciful!

The monk was stunned as soon as he came up. He said for a moment that he was telling a lie and that the monk was lying. The guest houses of these dozen people were not half occupied by other people, but the luggage of these people were all stored in the monastery.

.

"They all died at the hands of weak people with weak martial arts skills!"

Not to mention that I was too slow to catch him, even Captain Li felt numb at that moment.

The monk who withdrew the petition was very nervous when he went back. He consciously completed the task assigned by the abbot. Thinking about the abbot's relief after that, if Jianai was really taken over by the government, this would probably be troublesome.

"That master, are you sure you want to withdraw the lawsuit?" "Yes!

"Yes!" "That makes sense!"

The monk was struggling in his mind to say that it was a lie. When he heard this, he felt like waking up from a dream, and he quickly admitted it out loud.

The county magistrate wrote the words "withdrawal of the complaint" under the complaint, then walked out of the case and handed it back to the monk in person.

"Oh, did Little Master Guangji ask the master to come, or did the master come on his own? Is the master a knowledgeable monk?"

"Everything about the bad image is really abnormal!" "Captain Li, let's just go back and take a look?"

A long time ago, a group of detectives finally found the real "crime scene".

"yes!"

It was freezing cold that day, and the monk was so hot that he broke out in sweat. At this moment, he breathed a small sigh of relief after receiving the complaint.

The complaint submitted by Xiangshan Zen Monastery was actually ambiguous. Who was killed, where he was killed, and when was not clearly stated. It only mentioned a suspicious wandering monk, and listed the missing pilgrims in the temple.

Also mentioned it.

Where did these dozen missing pilgrims go?

The monk bowed again and followed the yamen servant out.

The head catcher who took the order hurried out with a few subordinates, and once he arrived at the door, he issued another order.

"Those people all have martial arts skills, and they are very powerful!"

"This is bad, this is bad!"

"Well, it doesn't look bad. It's just a matter of suspicion. There's still time to go take a look."

"Liu Qi, go and call down my other brothers who have something to do. You go first and follow this monk who came to withdraw the lawsuit!

The head catcher walked to one of the corpses. Under the small tree on the side of the corpse, a track was cut out of the bark, and a small hole was punched through the chest of the corpse.

But the monk's tangled and determined expression at the moment, even without any composure, was more suspicious than any of his answers.

But if he said he had come back now, wouldn't it be suspicious?

"Master, please accept the bad ones!"

There were one or four corpses left outside, almost all of which had not been frozen solid. There were few corpses without traces of being eaten by wild beasts, and there were no traces of being dragged or footprints of wild beasts in the snow.

"Go over and have a look!"

"That master, was he being coerced?"
To be continued...