Chapter 343 Li Yuanfang: Good words can’t persuade a damn ghost, and I’m helpless
Facts have proved that the Shaolin abbot’s house is not abbot at all. It is one of the most luxurious residences in the temple.
However, no matter how luxurious it was at this time, it was still filled with the smell of blood.
Hui Yi sat cross-legged in the middle, his head drooped, his chest was full of blood, and he had long since lost his breath.
Huizang screamed sadly and was about to rush in, but was stopped by Li Yan: "Calm down and don't destroy the scene."
Huizang wanted to struggle, but was pressed by a white jade-like palm, and lost all strength. He stood firmly on the spot and could only hiss: "Abbott! Abbot!!"
Li Yan ignored the cries that were all technical and emotionless, looked outside the house, and said to Cheng Wuzhong: "Seal the main route down the mountain as much as possible. The mountains around the Shaolin Temple are high and dense, so it is difficult to defend them all. If someone breaks through, remember,
Just tell me the facial features, there is no need to take people by force."
Cheng Wuzhong cupped his fists and accepted the order: "Yes!"
Li Yan walked into the house, came to the body, investigated the cause of death, and murmured: "A heavy blow on the back. The murderer was still afraid that he would not die, so he broke his neck. Could it be Yang Zaiwei's junior brother..."
The distance talent was triggered and Yang Zaiwei was arranged to enter. This was already the most timely response. This did not prevent the murder from happening. Li Yan said that he tried his best, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He looked around the room again and found that the front and rear windows were all open. He looked at the monk who reported the news: "When did you find out that the abbot was killed?"
The monk's eyes were red from crying: "Just two-quarters of an hour ago, the young monk passed by the house and accidentally looked inside and saw... the abbot was like this..."
Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "When you passed by, the door of the house was opened, and you saw the body directly from the outside?"
The monk said sadly: "Yes...yes..."
Li Yan turned to Huizang: "You quickly summon all the monks in the temple. The murderer is probably hiding among them. If he is not afraid of being exposed, he just escapes. There is no need to kill the abbot."
Huizang also vaguely understood in his heart that there might be a thief hiding in the temple. In addition to his panic, he felt angry and gritted his teeth: "My temple is peaceful. Where could the murderer come from? Your men just broke in and killed the abbot."
Huge suspicion!”
Li Yan did not rule out Yang Zaiwei's suspicion. After all, he did enter the temple. He nodded and said: "Don't worry, except for the people who have just been in the temple and have never left, everyone else is suspected. I will never cover up. Go and call people quickly."
, the less time left for the murderer, the easier it is to find him out."
However, Huizang still didn't respond. He stood on the spot and said firmly: "My temple is full of monks and there are absolutely no bandits. I don't need you to worry about the murder of the abbot. If you don't come here, I, Shaolin
There is peace and tranquility inside and outside, how can something happen?"
Li Yan's gaze became sharp: "Wherever my internal guards go, only those thieves with hidden undercurrents and evil intentions will cause trouble. Otherwise, Chang'an and Luoyang, wouldn't it be that there are murder cases all over the place, and the people are in dire straits?"
"You in Shaolin Temple know that the edict is here, but you still go around and do it rudely. Only one person from Sanzang showed up, and he brought many monks and soldiers to show off their power, leaving the temple empty and being taken advantage of by thieves. How do you have the face to say that it is peaceful inside and outside?
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"Now the abbot has been killed by thieves. As Wei Na, you don't want to find the murderer. You just shirk the responsibility and beat him up. It seems that this Shaolin Temple needs to be rectified and the evil atmosphere must be eliminated!"
Huizang's complexion turned green and white at that, and he became completely angry and said: "My position as a monk will be decided by the superior officials. If you have an imperial edict, let me take my position, and I am willing to obey it. If not, hand over the subordinates."
Then leave!"
Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "You mean, if a murder occurs and you don't find out the real culprit, you just identify someone at random and you have to expel the person?"
Huizang stared angrily: "Of course, we will find out the cause of the abbot's death. Don't worry about it, just hand him over!"
Li Yan usually didn't care about others, but at this time, he felt a deep disgust at the monk's ugly face.
Fortunately, he had hoped to prevent the murder and save the victim just now. Since they were unwilling, he didn't say much and turned around to leave.
As for Yang Zaiwei, if you have the ability, go ahead and catch him, and see if you can be beaten to death...
But at this moment, an old monk came over from the other side, his steps slightly staggering.
When Huizang saw it, he immediately came up to him and said sadly: "Uncle Master! Uncle Master! The abbot was killed by an outsider!!"
The old monk was slightly startled and corrected: "The abbot is so wonderful that no one in our temple can match him yet, so we cannot use this title."
He looked at Li Yan again and clasped his hands together: "Lao Na shook his head and sat down in the temple to pay homage to the holy envoy!"
Li Yan saw that the old man was seeking truth from facts, so he nodded slightly: "It turns out he is the Thirteen-stick Monk, whom I have admired for a long time!"
This is indeed a long-standing admiration. These thirteen monks and the monk Tan Zong who led them are the figures who really made the Shaolin Temple rise. When the Thirteen Stick Monks became famous all over the world, they were in their early twenties. At that time, the heroes were still competing for hegemony in the late Sui Dynasty. Today
Time flies, and he, the youngest among the thirteen stick monks, is already eighty years old.
In today's imperial court, only Li Yiyan's age and experience are similar. This legendary figure who lived through two dynasties, after listening to Huizang's story and looking at Hui Yi's body, his face was full of wrinkles.
There was a look of sadness on his face, and muddy tears suddenly fell down.
He wiped it, slowly turned around, clasped his hands and said: "When such a big event happens, please forgive me for being disrespectful in the temple..."
Li Yan said: "It doesn't matter."
Zhenfa continued: "Previously, the Holy Envoy's men broke into the temple and seemed to shout the name of a person with a Turkic surname. Do you suspect that this person is the thief harboring in our temple?"
Li Yan said: "The inner guard has a credible source. This Ashina Huan once worshiped in your temple and later studied martial arts. However, he has always maintained contact with a certain monk in the temple and is even hiding here now, so we are ordered to investigate.
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Zhenfa shook his head and spoke slowly but firmly: "There is no such person in our temple, and there are no monks related to this person. I believe that the Holy Envoy's men will not harm the abbot of our temple. The murderer is someone else.
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This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Originally, in order to prove my innocence, my temple was willing to open the search, but now the abbot has been killed, please wait for a day, let my temple investigate the situation, and give you a
Explain, how about it?"
Compared with Huizang, Zhenfa's handling method is more tactful, but fundamentally, it is still necessary to close the door to deal with the problem and not give outsiders a chance to investigate.
Li Yan was already calm at this time, with some deep meaning in his eyes: "Since the 'Shangzai' and 'Vina' in your temple both hold the same opinion, then I am also willing to wait, but here, I have a message to send you.
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Zhenfa clasped his hands together and said, "Please ask the Holy Envoy for advice."
Li Yandao: "I, Li Yuanfang, have encountered many cases, large and small, starting from a suicide case in Liangzhou..."
"After a murder occurs, driving the investigators away is equivalent to a problem breaking out. We don't expect to solve the problem, but only want to solve the person who raised the problem."
"Master has experienced the world, but do you know what will happen to such ignorant people who are lucky?"
Next to him, Huizang's face changed slightly, Zhenfa's eyes drooped slightly, neither happy nor sad: "I have also heard about Li Jiyi's reputation as a divine detective. I don't think he is the holy envoy. Li Jiyi's good intentions are understood by everyone in the temple. It's just this matter."
After all, it is Shaolin’s internal affairs, so outsiders don’t have to interfere.”
Li Yan understood: "Then I'll take my leave."
After that, he left gracefully. Huizang immediately motioned to the left and right and followed him all the way. Watching him leave Shaolin, he returned as if he had been granted amnesty.
Li Yan left the temple, but did not go down the mountain. Instead, he looked in one direction: "Come out!"
A young monk with thick eyebrows and a dull expression poked his head out and said with some fear: "Are you Li Yuanfang, the internal security guard who likes to drink tea?"
Li Yan was surprised that he had never come to Shaolin Temple to bring goods. Judging from the secluded appearance here, it was unlikely that he could understand himself through this aspect. He nodded and said: "I am Li Yuanfang."
The young monk said: "The young monk Zhien, entrusted by Master Faming, came to bring a message to Li Jiyi."
Li Yan's expression changed: "Fa Ming? Is he in your Shaolin Temple?"
Zhien gestured and said: "I came here more than a year ago. Other senior brothers bullied the young monk. Master Faming has always taken good care of the young monk..."
Li Yan's expression suddenly became serious.
Faming is a high-ranking official in the royal temple. Historically, he went to Weiguo Temple to become the abbot. How could he condescend Yu to come to Shaolin?
Unless there is some compelling purpose...
Recalling that before he went to Tibet as an envoy, he asked Fa Ming to find out who was the secret successor of Master Xuanzang. Later, he found out that that person was most likely "Zuo Ming". Li Yan didn't wait for the monk to finish speaking, and directly stepped forward to grab Zhi En's shoulders.
: "Show me the way and talk as you walk!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhi En felt himself rising up and rushing towards the temple at lightning speed.
He easily avoided the patrolling monks and arrived at the courtyard where he lived with great ease.
In front of the yard, Li Yan's face darkened: "Fa Ming made an appointment to wait for me here?"
There was no sound of breathing inside.
Sure enough, after he climbed over the wall and jumped in, he searched back and forth and found no one at all.
Zhi En was anxious: "Master Fa Ming is here. He told you to come alone and avoid other internal guards. He has something important to tell you. If others know about it, it will be in danger."
"It's enough for him to come and tell me directly. Why go around in circles..."
Li Yan sighed and sniffed his nose, searching for the possible smell of blood.
The good news is, there's no smell of blood.
The bad news is that just because there's no smell of blood here doesn't mean Fa Ming is safe.
The thieves could have taken him out of the Shaolin Temple, killed him in the dense forest, and thrown his body into the valley.
"Does the talent trigger include the dangers here in Faming?"
"I hope Yang Zaiwei saved this..."
Compared to the unknown Shaolin host, Li Yan naturally hoped that Fa Ming would be saved and began to ask Zhi En for details.
But the young monk was stunned and kept repeating a few words. Li Yan did not ask him any more questions, but said: "It's not peaceful in the temple these days. If you have reliable disciples, get together with them. If you don't
, just hide in the house alone and never go out, do you understand?"
Zhi En was very scared: "Li Jiyi, nothing serious will happen in the temple, right?"
Li Yandao: "There is a saying in Buddhism that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I agree with this sentence very much. Now that you encounter someone, you should save someone if you can. But if some people are really unwilling, what can I do?
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"So there is a saying among the people that good words can't persuade a damned ghost. If you don't have mercy, you will die!"
"Take care, maybe I'll be back soon!"
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That night.
A shrill scream alarmed the whole temple again.
Zhi En, who was hiding in the house with her head covered, vaguely heard the exclamations of people running outside: