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Chapter 344: After not seeing each other for one night, everyone died?

Songyang County.

This is the location of Dengfeng City in later generations. Historically, after Wu Zetian enshrined Songshan Mountain, she changed Songyang County to Dengfeng County.

In modern times, most tourists who go to Dengfeng go to the Shaolin Temple.

Of course, just as the Shaolin Temple has not yet flourished, Songyang County at this time was also a small county town with a simple post house that could not even accommodate hundreds of elite knights.

When Li Yan saw it, he didn't live in the post house himself. He chose a hotel with better conditions in the county and deliberately stayed far away from the post house.

After everyone settled in, Li Yan ordered sumptuous dishes, and everyone ate and drank in the hall, which became lively.

Cheng Wuzhong took this opportunity to clink glasses with Li Yan and have a drink to deepen their relationship. He also wanted to dance and make friends, but he heard that Li Yan had unique dancing skills, so he didn't dare to try his best.

Just as they were talking happily, Cheng Wuzhong glanced in the direction of the Shaolin Temple: "According to my official opinion, the seriousness of the Shaolin Temple's harbor of evil and evil is probably beyond expectation. If there was no special reason, the thief would have gone directly to the Shaolin Temple."

There is a hole in the forest, no one is aware of it, why do you want to kill someone? He is still the abbot of a temple, the most important person!"

Li Yan agreed with his keenness, nodded and said: "Yes, especially after the abbot died, the doors and windows were wide open, for fear that the monks in the temple would not be able to discover it in time. If it was a normal murder, it wouldn't be like this. I'm afraid there will be follow-ups to this case, not so

Easy to end."

"If a murder occurs and the detective is driven away, this Shaolin Temple is really unique. They will definitely regret it!"

Cheng Wuzhong put on an expression of dissatisfaction, rolled his eyes, and whispered: "Li Jiyi, this Shaolin Temple is in such a mess, should we take back Taizong's edict to prevent these thieves from causing civil strife and damaging the late emperor's sacred relics?"

?”

Li Yan thought to himself that you are really cruel, you are trying to destroy the roots of Shaolin Temple!

In the Tang Dynasty, the Shaolin Temple's biggest support was the "Letter to the Shaolin Temple in Baiguwu" given by Li Shimin, which clearly stated their contribution to helping the Tang Dynasty, "Capture the evildoers, seize the pure land, obey the obedience and defeat the loyal, Fang Zhuo"

"Queting".

From then on, the warrior monks in the temple were conferred the title of Monk Soldier. The Shaolin Temple later continued to beg for land, relying on this edict.

Now this edict must be enshrined in the temple and carefully preserved. Don't underestimate it. To a certain extent, it is equivalent to a gold medal for immunity from death.

If you get a real death-free gold medal, you will often not avoid death. This kind of gold medal is more protective. As long as the Shaolin Temple does not commit serious crimes, most people will not touch it.

Now Cheng Wuzhong wants to take the opportunity to withdraw the edict. Then whoever feels unhappy with the Shaolin Temple can take advantage of it. If too many monks gather, the label of rebellion can be slapped on him.

However, Li Yan was not swayed by his emotions and knew his priorities: "The main purpose of our coming here is to find the village owner and solve the hidden dangers in Jiangnan. Compared with Jiangnan, Shaolin Temple is near Luoyang. You can come here at any time. You don't have to

In a hurry."

Cheng Wuzhong said apologetically: "It was the lower official who made the mistake due to personal affairs."

Li Yan said: "I don't blame Leader Cheng. Anyone who sees these monks not thinking about working or producing all day long, being supported by taxes from the people, and having such an unruly attitude will be disgusted. Presumably they are also true Buddhist eminent monks."

If you don’t want to see it, you really can’t let it go.”

Cheng Wuzhong nodded repeatedly: "What Li Jiyi said is true... Hey, An Wuwei is back!"

An Shengan came in with a group of inner guards dusty, and Li Yan said: "I left some food for you, come and use some!"

The inner guards felt warm in their hearts and sat down to eat. Their sense of calm was only slightly relieved, so they came over and reported: "Liu Lang, Shaolin Temple has not done any effort to provide disaster relief!"

Although Li Yan was not surprised, his face still darkened after hearing this: "To what extent?"

An Shengan said in a hateful tone: "To the point of turning a blind eye!"

"We asked many tenant farmers, and most of them dared not say anything at all, but a few still told us that when the disaster in Guanhai was at its worst, the Shaolin Temple was closed, and the monks were practicing martial arts in the temple and did not care about the outside world at all.

!”

"That's okay. Some of the tenant farmers were originally farmers. They had to sell themselves because they had no food to eat. The Shaolin Temple doesn't dare to accept them as slaves, but it is still possible to accept them as tenant farmers."

"There is no tax on the fields of this Buddhist temple, and they also exploit the income of the tenant farmers. Those farmers work hard to cultivate the land, and most of the food goes into the mouths of the monks throughout the year. These monks have huge appetites, and one person can feed several people.

All of them are strong and strong, but the farmers are skinny and have very little income..."

An Shengan was a member of the family, and they were all indignant. Cheng Wuzhong even raised his eyebrows in anger: "There is no mercy at all in doing this. I am afraid that I am just hoping for a big disaster in the pass and take the opportunity to make a fortune!"

Li Yan said coldly: "We don't need to speculate on what the Shaolin Temple monks think. What we need to do now is to find out how many times they resisted the decree."

There was a sharp look in his eyes: "Shengan, please check again to see if there is any additional encroachment on the land around the Shaolin Temple. If you are punished for several crimes, then the former Taizong's edict will indeed be withdrawn. This temple is not worthy of this at all.

Grace!"

"yes!"

An Shengan accepted the order in a loud voice, and then thought of something else: "By the way, I just brought the internal guards here, and I also found that a monk went to the post house, are they looking for us?"

Li Yan waved his hand.

Cheng Wuzhong understood why he chose the hotel farthest from the post house. He suddenly smiled and explained: "Li Jiyi has a saying that impressed me deeply. The more we do, the more mistakes we make. Maybe we can be more patient...

"

An Shengan immediately rubbed his eyes: "Ah, maybe I saw it wrong. I have been busy for a day and my eyesight is dazzled."

Li Yan laughed and stood up: "Everyone is tired too. Let's go to bed early. There may be a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Everyone stood up one after another. After saying goodbye, Li Yan entered his room. He thought about Yang Zaiwei, who had not come back yet, and Fa Ming, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and his eyes darkened.

Yang Zaiwei's martial arts skills are rarely matched by many people in the world, but there is no need to worry. The longer he stays, he may gain some unexpected results.

But Fa Ming used to be pampered and pampered. Now, in order to help him find answers, he came to Shaolin Temple for refuge. He was quite touched, hoping that he could turn danger into good.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yan leaned on the pillow and fell asleep.

The guards and Baiqi in other rooms also fell asleep.

There is peace and tranquility inside and outside.



at the same time.

Huizang, who had praised the peace and tranquility inside and outside the Shaolin Temple during the day, had his head unnaturally drooped to one side, the monk's robe on his chest was covered with blood, and he had long since lost his breath.

Anyone can see that he and the host Huiyi died in almost the same way, and the possibility of the murderer being the same person is extremely high.

The death of Huizang had a greater impact on the monks.

As the leader of the temple, the abbot is aloof and has little contact with most of the monks. On the contrary, Huizang, the Veena, is under his management, whether it is Dharma meetings, class recitations, or the etiquette and regulations of every behavior of the monks.

, the power is really huge.

If Huizang doesn't like him, even if it's just a look, the monk will be very sad in the following days, and he will definitely be ostracized by his fellow disciples. Therefore, when the disciples of wealthy families who know the inside story, when they become apprentices and learn skills, they often pay filial piety to the monk as much as the abbot. It is true.

It's fat.

Now that the abbot is dead and Fei Que is dead, Zhenfa is the only one left among the three pillars in the temple. He is the most virtuous and respected, but he is also the oldest and least careless.

So under the Three Cardinal Guidelines, there is the monk duty, who is responsible for the specific management matters in the temple.

These people are not monks, they are equivalent to officials. The number of people is determined by each temple. Shaolin Temple currently only has a few hundred monks, which cannot be called a big temple. The number of people added is only a dozen. At this time, they all arrived and looked at the corpses in a daze.

.

After a moment of silence, one of the monks suggested: "Let's ask the 'Senior Master' to make a decision!"

Some monks said: "'Shangsi' is old. If we bother you at this time, even if we invite him, we won't be able to find out the truth. We must catch the murderer first, and we can't let him harm his fellow disciples again!"

The words "killing fellow disciples" caused the surroundings to suddenly become quiet.

Everyone looked at each other.

During the day, there were still outsiders who could be suspicious. Now that the outsiders have left, only the fellow disciples in the temple are left.

The powerful monks lit torches one by one, and their faces were constantly distorted in the flickering firelight.

The eyes looking at each other gradually changed from vague caution to undisguised suspicion.

Shaolin Temple has a flourishing martial arts style. In daily martial arts practice and competition, there is naturally a distinction between superiors and inferiors, and frictions and conflicts are inevitable.

Obviously, Huizang is not the kind of monk who is good at resolving conflicts and making his fellow disciples harmonious, so when someone is suppressing them, they can still get along with each other. Now two of Sanzang are dead, and the murderer is extremely likely.

Maybe it's because the muscles of my senior brother who I usually dislike are starting to twitch.

"Uncle Master must be asked to come out!!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.

The tall and burly Zhijian stood out from the crowd and looked around: "We want to quickly track down the murderer, not a civil strife involving members of the same family fighting each other!"

"Don't forget, the people who come to the temple to show off their power during the day are still down the mountain. They use the power of crossbows to cause us great shame and humiliation!"

"What if Li Yuanfang comes again tomorrow, will we let these outsiders see our Shaolin jokes again?"

The monks looked at Zhijian with different expressions.

Although this person spoke righteously, they knew very well that Zhijian had always been favored by Master Zhenfa. After the original monk of the Hui generation retired from his post, he had a great chance among the Zhi generation.

After being promoted to Sanzang, two key positions were now vacant, so he naturally had to perform well and establish his prestige.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, another monk on duty couldn't wait to take over: "Junior Brother Zhijian said it well, I am not very talented, so I would like to say a few words..."

In front of Huizang's gradually stiffening corpse, one monk after another took turns delivering a speech, each of them emotionally excited. In the end, they seemed to be cultivating Buddhism in order to revitalize Zen Buddhism.

Zhijian couldn't stand listening anymore, but he had to lead a group of competitors to the outside of Zhenfa's courtyard, and said cautiously: "Master, uncle? Master, something big has happened, and we have to come to disturb you. I hope you can help me."

Forgive me, uncle!"

There was no response from inside.

Other monks were also calling, but still no one answered.

The monks looked at each other, their expressions changed, and they rushed inside together.

Not long after, a burst of hoarse shouts came one after another: "Master's uncle was also killed!!" "It must have been you, I have seen you sneaking around for a long time..." "Capture this thief and avenge my master's uncle!"

There was chaos in the courtyard, and then it spread to all directions. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhijian rushed out first, summoned his confidants, and said in a trembling voice:

"At this point, the only thing left is to go down the mountain and ask Li Yuanfang, who knows how to solve the case... Hurry! Go quickly!!"



After all, Songyang County is so big, and the Shaolin Temple has enough manpower. At dawn, there was a knock on the door outside Nilv.

Li Yan had already gotten up at this time. He shrugged his ears and heard it. He ignored it and slowly started to wash up and have breakfast.

Until Cheng Wuzhong walked in with a smile on his face: "Li Jiyi, something happened in Shaolin Temple!"

Li Yan thought that just by looking at this smile, he thought your son had become a Jinshi, but he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "What happened?"

Cheng Wuzhong wanted to suppress it, but he couldn't control it. He gloated: "I heard that 'Vina' and 'Shangsi' were also unfortunately killed last night, and a group of monks even got into a fight. I don't know what happened..."

Li Yan was startled when he heard this, and his toothbrush stopped:

"In one day and one night, all three gangs in Shaolin Temple...were all dead?"


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