"After all, a murder occurred, we should still cooperate."
Some people are dissatisfied, while others express understanding. Some people are pure tourists and may not come again after one visit. Some people are believers and have been here many times and will come back again in the future.
Accompanied by two monks, Wang An entered the Sutra Pavilion and came out again. Wang An was thinking about this matter.
This incident was probably caused by me. Something happened to me right after I came here, and I happened to lose the two books I had read. It couldn't be such a coincidence.
"The only people who know that I have read those two books are the monks from Faxing Temple. Two people went in, the Great Vajra Palm. There were not many people in the entire Faxing Temple assembly. They couldn't happen to be outsiders, right? It's very difficult.
It is possible that he is a warrior monk from Hoxing Temple.
On the same night, two people entered the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. What a coincidence. It seems that this pure place of Buddhism is not very pure."
At this moment, Zen Master Deguang has arranged for people to search the residences of the monks in the temple one by one, especially those monks, and screen them one by one to see if there is any possibility that they left last night.
However, some monks live in separate meditation rooms, so they can still go out without being discovered.
Wang An asked to meet those warrior monks, and Zen Master Deguang agreed.
The monks gathered together, thinking that Wang An was going to guide them again. Some of them were happy in their hearts, but some were not interested. After all, a fellow disciple had just been killed.
Wang An walked around among these monks and suddenly stopped next to a person and turned to look at him.
This monk was the one who asked him some questions last night. Wang An remembered that his Buddhist name was Xingsi.
Wang An glanced at him, smelled it carefully, then continued to walk around the other monks, and finally returned to Xing Si.
"Has this Zen master been to the Sutra Pavilion recently?"
"What?!"
Wang An's words shocked everyone present. No one knew what these words meant.
"I have never been there," monk Xingsi said without hesitation.
"No, you have been there. Monks don't lie." Wang An said with a smile.
"Amitabha, does the donor have any evidence?"
"There is a special smell left on your body. It is a strange and pungent fragrance. This smell is only found in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Faxing Temple. I have never smelled it in other places. If I hadn't guessed
If I’m wrong, this should be an insect repellent made by a special method used by the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Hokoji Temple to prevent ancient books from being infested by insects, right?”
"Yes, the incense used in the Sutra Pavilion of Faxing Temple is indeed specially prepared to repel insects. The Sutra Pavilion is a place that needs to be protected from fire, so the incense cannot be ignited. The smell is a bit pungent and is not the same as the temple.
The rest of the story is completely different, Xingsi, is what this donor said true?" One of the monks turned around and looked at Monk Xingsi.
The eyes of other monks also fell on Xing Si.
"Amitabha, how can senior brother doubt me based on this benefactor's words? I have stayed at Faxing Temple for more than ten years, why would I do such a thing?"
"The monk may not know that the Secret Service Bureau has a special medicine called Veritaserum. As long as it is taken, a person's will will collapse. What do you mean?"
"The poor monk still said the same thing, he has never been there."
"You're lying. During the time I was talking to you, your heart rate was more than thirty percent higher than normal."
Well, Monk Xingsi was stunned after hearing this.
"I can hear it." Wang An raised his finger and pointed at his ear.
As soon as he said these words, everyone present was stunned.
Can this person really smell subtle smells and hear changes in heartbeat?
Thanks to the transformation after practicing, Wang An's perception ability has greatly increased, and it is even more powerful with the blessing of true energy.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, he can now compete with a police dog to see whose nose is better and whose ears are better.
Of course, most people can't smell the smell of Monk Xingsi, but he can. Of course, most people can't smell the heartbeat, but he can, too.
"Go find your abbot." Wang An turned to a monk and said.
After a while, Zen Master Deguang arrived. On the way, the disciple told the abbot what happened and what Wang An said.
"Xingsi, is what this donor said just now true?"
"Abbott, would you rather trust an outsider than a disciple?" Xing Si had a bitter look on his face.
"Then please ask the people from the Special Affairs Bureau." Abbot Tokuhiro said after being silent for a moment.
"Amitabha." Monk Xingsi recited the Buddha's name.
At this moment, a monk came to Zen Master Deguang and whispered a few words.
"Come here, take Xingsi down." Zen Master Deguang waved his hand.
Two monks immediately stepped forward to take him away. Zen Master Xingsi did not say anything or resist, and followed him very cooperatively. Then he arranged for people to search his Zen room, and then Zen Master Deguang invited Wang An there.
aside.
"Is what the donor said reliable, or is it just your speculation?"
"I'm sure, I can identify it," Wang And said.
"Xingsi has been at Faxing Temple for ten years. I don't understand why he would do this?"
"Then ask the people from the Special Affairs Bureau to ask. They are professionals in interrogation."
Zen Master Deguang sighed after hearing this. He did not want to believe that this matter was true.
After a while, a disciple came back and reported that the two ancient books were not found in Xingsi's Zen room. Then someone from the Special Affairs Bureau took Monk Xingsi down the mountain.
Just as everyone on the mountain was waiting for the results, unexpected news came from down the mountain. The vehicle of the Special Affairs Bureau overturned halfway on the road, and Monk Xingsi died on the spot.
"What a coincidence!" Wang An couldn't help but say after hearing the news.
Typical "There is no three hundred taels of silver here" Monk Xingsi and his accomplices!
Wang An's incident at Faxing Temple was immediately reported to the headquarters of the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau, which shows how seriously he is taken.
"What did he do at Faxing Temple?"
"I went to ask for reading scriptures, which were "The Golden Bell Cover" and "The Indestructible Magic Power of Vajra". However, according to the feedback from Faxing Temple, he only read one book "The Golden Bell Cover". In exchange, he taught the Dharma
The monks at Xingsi practice the Great Vajra Palm."
"Guiding them to practice, is there such a good thing? Immediately arrange for someone to get those two martial arts secret books and let the research department study them."
Since Wang An's visit to the capital caused a storm and shocked many people's jaws, the Special Affairs Bureau immediately set up a special department to study him, and only study him, with the purpose of finding out how he changed.
If it is so powerful, what are its weaknesses? Is it possible to replicate it?
Zhou Dian is a legendary figure. It’s hard to say exactly how awesome he is, but the person in front of me is really powerful. I have to try to see if he can “copy” him.
"Faxing Temple, Golden Bell Cover, defensive exercises?" Ren Shuangjia thought for a while after receiving the news.
"It's because after the trip to the capital, you felt that you still had some shortcomings, and you wanted to make up for it, right?"
He picked up another piece of information from the table. This piece of information recorded the rumors of someone flying high above the Golden Summit in Mount Taihe.
There is also a record of an interview with Taoist Priest Qinghui, which clearly shows that Wang An had been to Mount Taihe three years ago and specifically requested Tai Chi manuals.
According to various circumstances, Wang An should have gone to Taihe Mountain to look for ancient Tai Chi books and masters in order to improve Tai Chi.
The person who appeared on the Golden Summit should also be him. At that time, his kung fu had already shown amazing strength, but it had not yet reached the world-shattering level it is now.
"Starting from Tai Chi, Xingyiquan, Vajra Zen Palm, Tiyun Zong. This is the second time he went to Faxing Temple. The last time he went, he borrowed the Yi Jin Jing."
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Shuangjia took a pen and wrote down everything in the newspaper.
"Did he develop his Qi through which technique, or was it a mixture of them?"
"Also, why did he buy these medicines?"
They also already know about Wang An's purchase of medicinal materials through the Lu family. There is no airtight wall in this matter. These things are the result of their full investigation.
He tried to figure out a way out of it, Wang An's path of cultivation, and how he became so powerful.
While he was thinking, someone knocked on the door and came in.
"Staff Ren, Professor Luo is outside."
"Please," Ren Shuangjia said hurriedly. A middle-aged man in his fifties wearing glasses walked in, holding a briefcase in his hand.
"Hello, Professor Luo, please sit down." When Ren Shuangjia saw the visitor, he stood up quickly to greet him.
"I happened to be passing by and came to tell you that the turtle shell you asked me to study last time had some clues. The words on it should be related to a place called "Fairy Valley".
"Fairy Valley?"
"Yes, the specific content still needs to be deciphered. The writing on it should have evolved based on the Spring and Autumn writings. It is very rare and this is the first time I have seen it." Professor Luo explained.
"Okay, thank you Professor Luo. Next time if you find something new, just give me a call and I will come find you. You don't have to go there in person."
Professor Luo smiled and chatted with Ren Shuangjia for a few words before saying goodbye and leaving.
"Immortal Valley?" Ren Shuangjia repeated the name again, and then made a phone call to arrange for someone to check the relevant information to find information related to this "Immortal Cave".
Above Zhongyue, Zen Master Deguang's expression was quite solemn.
It was not easy to find a suspect, but he died in a car accident before he could find out what was going on. How could such a coincidence happen in this world?
Seeing that the murderer was found, the man died, and the clues came to an abrupt end, what should we do next?
This has nothing to do with Wang An, he is already preparing to leave Zhongyue.