The fog in the Que'er Stream is getting thicker and thicker.

At some point, the entire Maitreya Temple was covered with fog, hazy and unreal.

I was originally here to find clues, but I didn't want to add two more wandering souls to the city.

Such a big disturbance inevitably alarmed the other monks in the temple. When the abbot took the three monks to the Main Hall, Yang Shouwen was squatting in front of the fang, holding a candle and looking up and down.

"Who are you?"

Yang Rui had already come back to his soul at this moment, but his legs were still weak.

A thirteen-year-old child will inevitably feel panic when facing such a situation. Fortunately, Yang Rui has been practicing in the yamen for a year. Although he has never seen any big scenes, his ability to raise the banner and become a tiger skin is also about 60% or 70% more.

Yang Shouwenzheng was concentrating on checking the yarn's body, as if he could see a flower.

At this time, Yang Rui naturally took out his waist sign holding his clothes again and shouted: "I am the throne in front of the Changping County Captain. I am here to investigate the case by the county magistrate. I don't want to be attacked by an assassin. I have now killed one of them."

The abbot's name was Huiren, and he was shocked after hearing this.

Although Yang Rui is young, he has the aura of a man in the family, which makes Huiren have to treat him carefully.

Even though Huiren is in his forties, even if he is the abbot of Maitreya Temple, he has no foundation and cannot stand up in front of the public. This is also the reason why this Maitreya Temple is called Xiao Maitreya Temple. Compared with the Da Maitreya Temple, which has an official backer, this temple located in Tiger Valley, is obviously not well-known.

"Dare to ask the donor, what happened? Jueming him..."

Jueming is the monk who was shot to death.

Yang Rui's attitude was pretty good, and he told the situation all the time.

"The person who shot and killed the mage was a fangzi. There were three of them in total, one of them had been shot dead by my elder brother."

At this time, Huiren noticed Yang Shouwen's existence.

After Yang Shouwen examined Liao Zi's body, he found no useful clues, and he couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

He ignored Huiren, stood up, carried a gun and returned to the Main Hall.

The monks also walked in, looking at Yang Shouwen carefully, not even sure what he was looking for.

However, Yang Rui had a sudden inspiration and seemed to understand what Yang Shouwen meant.

"Master, do you still remember the fang who was alone on the day before yesterday?"

"Of course I remember."

Master Huiren hurriedly said, "That donor is very generous and also gave him a gold cake incense money.

He said he was going to stay here for half a month and wanted to learn from the Buddha's practice. Of course, I am not able to refuse such good men."

Obviously, Master Huiren was more impressed by the golden cake.

In the Tang Dynasty, Kaiyuan Tongbao was used as the legal currency. However, copper coins were not easy to carry after all, and China has lacked silver since ancient times, so silver could not be used as circulating currency. In this way, gold became a hard currency other than copper coins.

"Erlang."

Yang Shouwen suddenly spoke and waved to Yang Rui to come over.

He whispered a few words in Yang Rui's ear, Yang Rui nodded repeatedly and came to Huiren again.

"Master Jueming said that Yaozi had been in this Main Hall for a long time that day. I wonder if the mage has any impression?"

"Oh, of course I have an impression."

Master Huiren smiled and said, "That good man is very pious and has been facing the wall in the Main Hall for a long time.

I remember that he was meditating in front of the mural on the left. I also said at that time, why didn’t a good man learn to Maitreya?

He replied: It was not that he did not participate in Maitreya, but that he had a serious illness when he was a child, and then he was able to recover from his eyebrows. From that day on, he worshipped Changmei. This time he went to the temple to practice Zen, and he should worship Changmei first."

Yang Shouwen stood aside, looking indifferent.

But Master Huiren heard what he said was sincere.

His eyes immediately fell on the mural, and he saw nine arhats on the left and right walls of the Main Hall, with long eyebrows being one of them.

But what's wrong with this long eyebrows?

Yang Shouwen rubbed the big gun in his hand and looked at the hazy image of the Arhat on the mural.

He vaguely felt that the deceased found during the day did not come unintentionally, but had a very clear purpose.

He was going to stay for half a month, but he left in the rain that night, which must be related to the three Liaozi who appeared later. After the three Liaozi killed the man, they did not find what they wanted to find, so they visited Maitreya Temple at night. Unexpectedly, Yang Shouwen and Yang Rui suddenly appeared and entered the Main Hall... Liaozi was worried that the secret was leaked, so he wanted to shoot Yang Shouwen, but he did not want to be discovered by Yang Shouwen, and even shot one of the three people on the spot.

There must be something strange in this Main Hall.

And the yaozi had other intentions to practice Zen and long-browed Arhat.

But, what clues did he leave?

Yang Shouwen couldn't think of a clue, so he walked to the cushion in front of the Buddha, sat cross-legged, and placed the big gun on his legs.

"Master, this kind of thing is not something I can solve.

It's getting late now and there's even more fog outside, so my brother and I stay here for a night. As soon as the sky is dawn, please send someone to the county government office to inform the county magistrate. I will stay here, so the mage doesn't have to worry about it."

"That's good, that's good!"

Two murders occurred in one night. Master Huiren was really worried that Yang Rui would leave.

Since he wants to stay now, the mage will not refuse.

So he quickly asked someone to prepare for the meditation room and even asked someone to move the body away, but was stopped by Yang Rui.

"Don't move the body. This is the crime scene. Just place it here. Wait until the arresting shift arrives tomorrow, and it will be easier to investigate."

“Yes, what the donor said.”

Yang Rui walked to Yang Shouwen and whispered: "Brother, let's go to the Zen room to rest?"

But Yang Shouwen's eyes were closed and his breathing was stable, as if he was asleep.

"My eldest brother..."

Yang Rui explained to Huiren: "He has a strong martial arts skills, but his temper is a bit strange. Let him stay in this hall."

"Okay, okay!"

Several monks were in a hurry for a long time and finally made arrangements.

Yang Rui went to the meditation room next to him to rest, and Master Huiren also took the others back to his respective meditation room. However, if such a thing happened, it is unknown whether Master Huiren and his friends could enter into meditation and practice again.

The Great Hall has restored tranquility.

The hall was dark and quiet, and Yang Shouwen slowly opened his eyes.

Jueming's body was standing aside, and the blood had already dyed the stone bricks under him. Yang Shouwen stood up, walked to the strokes of the long-browed Arhat, and sat down slowly. He looked at the mural, but his face showed a puzzled expression.

What exactly did that person want to say?

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In the early morning, the fog has not yet dissipated and it has even become thicker and thicker.

Yang Shouwen walked out of the Main Hall and stood in the wet square that was wet with dew, stretching his waist.

His eyes were red after not sleeping all night.

But I looked very energetic and didn't feel sleepy at all.

Walking alone in the quiet temple, I found that the small Maitreya Temple was not large in size and there was a small door in the backyard.

When you open the small door, it is a platform with an area of ​​about 800 square meters.

Standing on the platform, he can see the bird's eye view of the bird'er stream, surrounded by clouds and mist...

It is a good place to sing the wind and the moon here, which must be of a unique charm.

He suddenly remembered that his father said that he would entertain an old friend in this little Maitreya Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival. Mid-Autumn Festival in August? It's only ten days away... Ah, it's coming soon! I'll talk to Master Huiren later.

"Brother, I got up so early."

Just as Yang Shouwen was standing on the observation deck and enjoying the beautiful scenery of Que'erjian, Yang Rui walked out quickly from the small door.

In fact, he had not slept all night. When he closed his eyes, Jueming, who was shot and assassin killed by Yang Shouwen, would appear in his mind. At that time, he was lying on the ground, but he clearly saw how Yang Shouwen killed Liaozi. The lightning-fast action and fierce stinging left a very deep impression on Yang Rui's mind.

One blow will kill without any delay.

Yang Rui discovered that Yang Shouwen's marksmanship was not complicated, but he seemed to be straightforward and extremely lethal.
Chapter completed!