I smiled and said: "Actually, the main reason why you doubt Xin Xiaoxin is that he was the first to rush to the door of Li Yubo's room. Among all of us, he is the only one who knows whether the door of that room is locked. The rest are all yours, to put it bluntly.
Speculation, isn’t it?”
Mingying lowered her head and thought for a while, then said: "Indeed. But anyone can be the murderer, except him."
I raised my eyebrows and asked why.
"If he is a murderer, then we will all die badly!"
I was startled and said quickly: "That's it for a person like me who has no strength. Yang Tao has a gun and Zhao Chen is good at martial arts. Why are you so sure that Xin Xiaoxin can kill us all?"
Mingying said: "You don't need to know, you just need to know that our lives are in his hands. If he has any problems, we will definitely die."
I suddenly understood the truth behind this, and nodded in my heart, but still said: "But the matter has come to this, what else can we do? We can only take one step at a time."
Mingying glanced at me, curled her lips, said nothing more, and stood up to leave.
I smiled and said, "I disappoint you."
Mingying turned around, took two steps and stopped, saying, "You are not a god either."
I smiled bitterly and said yes, and she walked out.
Indeed, Mingying's reasoning was not groundless. We couldn't tell at the time whether the door was locked or not. But I knew very well that the door was locked, because when I walked around Li Yubo's room and came out,
Do you remember twisting the door handle before? The door handle made a slight clicking sound, indicating that the deadbolt was indeed pressed down before. The door was kicked open by Zhao Chen, but the lock was still locked.
In fact, I have roughly deduced the truth of the whole matter, but it is not convenient to tell them the truth now. Since Li Yubo is no longer here, I can only take his place, as the consultant of this team, to help them continue to explore
The secrets of ancient Kangcheng and Xishi’s tomb.
With this thought in mind, I jumped out of bed, locked the door, and moved a chair over, placing it against the handle.
To be honest, I'm still scared. I don't want to die.
The next morning, Xin Xiaoxin prepared breakfast for us. While eating, he said that he was going to explore Jinshan Island today. I said that I was taking a leave of absence and had something else to do. Yang Tao asked me seriously what the matter was. I said that I wanted to take a leave of absence.
To check what those two stories are, you must go to Wanshou Temple. If you go to Jinshan Island, just come back and tell me the situation. If you have a key to the door, please give me one.
Last night at dinner, Li Yubo once mentioned the role of these two stories and the situation in which he was hunted for them. Yang Tao knew that this matter was related to the search for Xi Shi's tomb, so he didn't say anything and just said hum.
After dinner, I put on my backpack and walked to Wanshou Temple. Last night, Li Yubo said that the mysterious non-governmental organization that specializes in studying the history of ancient Kangcheng was headed by a senior monk from Wanshou Temple in Jinshan District.
The Wanshou Temple was built in the sixth year of Chunxi in the Song Dynasty (1179). It is one of the oldest temples in Shanghai. The Wanshou Temple was originally built by Sun Quan, the Emperor of the Eastern Wu Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period. It was destroyed by wars several times in history and repaired several times. Reform and Opening Up
In order to implement religious policies, the Jinshan District government relocated and rebuilt it. The current address is No. 1148, Jinwei Village. It is not far from our residence, only about 1.5 kilometers away, and it only takes 20 minutes to walk there.
When I arrived at the temple, I found that some new houses were being built. I thought I was unfamiliar with this place and had to ask someone first. Suddenly I saw a young novice who was about the same age as me passing by, so I stopped him and asked him.
I know that the guest room and abbot's room are being renovated here.
I took out the 10,000 yuan I had just withdrawn from my pocket and told the little novice that my family had a connection with this temple and I wanted to donate some merit. I wonder if I could meet the abbot and form a good relationship?
The little novice monk heard what I said sincerely, and he held another handful of bright red gold and silver in his hand, and promised to help me ask. After a while, he turned back and saw me standing under the tree, walked over, touched my neck with his hands, and said
I said: "Amitabha, the donor, the host is on a visit today and is not in the temple. I'm afraid the donor will be disappointed." After saying that, I clasped my hands together and bowed.
I quickly returned the gift and said, "Then I will stay in the temple and wait for the abbot to return and then see you again."
Seeing that I was very polite, the young novice said with embarrassment: "The donor is devoted to the Buddha, which is a good example. It's just that the guest rooms are currently being repaired, and there is really no place for the donor to rest. Besides, the host doesn't know when he will return, and the donor doesn't need to wait for a long time."
Wait. The Buddha said that everything is caused by cause and effect, and everything is predestined. If you are not destined to meet the host this time, there will be a chance in the future. If the donor wants to worship the Buddha for days, it is better... to find a hotel outside."
I nodded and said, "Okay." Then I said goodbye and walked out of Wanshou Temple. I walked around the street and found a small shop selling bedding. I bought a quilt, a thin mattress, a pillow, and a big bag.
The small package was tied up, carried in his hand, and walked back to Wanshou Temple.
I found a secluded corner near the monk's room, spread out the mattress, put on pillows, unfolded the quilt, and spread it on the mattress. I sat down and lowered my head in meditation. I didn't care about what other tourists were doing.
He looked at me like he was admiring a weirdo.
About an hour later, the young novice monk happened to be passing by. Seeing my condition, he was surprised and hurriedly came up to ask what was going on.
I was awakened from my meditation, looked up and saw him, stood up and saluted hurriedly: "Master, don't blame me, I am sincere and sincere in worshiping the Buddha. I am afraid that I will stay outside and miss the return of the abbot. The master just said, everything
Cause and effect, everything is predestined. I deeply believe it, but what is the cause, what effect will occur? If I wait here for a long time, this is the cause. Only in this way can I get the effect of seeing the abbot. Master, please forgive me.
Reckless behavior leads to bad behavior." I knew the principle of talking to people when I saw them. In this temple with a gloomy retro style, the young novices spoke in semi-literary Chinese with an ancient style, so I used my previous knowledge of ancient Chinese to speak.
After a long discussion, I started writing with him.
When the young novice monk heard what I said, his face turned red and white. After I finished speaking, he looked at me deeply and said: "The donor's heart of worshiping the Buddha is very admirable to me. Donor, rest a little while the monk goes."
Come as soon as you go." After saying that, he joined his hands and saluted again.
I quickly returned the gift and saw him hurried away, then came back in a hurry, and said to me: "Donor, forgive me, the abbot is in the temple today, and he just received distinguished guests, so the young monk refused the benefactor's invitation to meet him. The young monk saw that the benefactor was so sincere.
, and reported it to the abbot. The abbot was also moved when he heard about it, and invited the donor to come and talk. I wonder if the donor can forgive the young monk's lies?"
I was overjoyed when I heard this. I thought it was just as I expected. I just saw this young novice touch his neck a few times before telling me that the abbot was not in the temple. This is a typical behavior in behavioral psychology.
The self-comforting action, especially for a monk who does not tell lies or lie, means that the next words may not be true. Telling lies makes his subconscious feel uneasy. So I used this bitter meat of living on the street.
This method was thought to be effective at least until tomorrow, but unexpectedly the situation changed just a few hours later.
It seems that the world is indeed not ancient now, and people's hearts are impetuous. Those so-called good men and women, who say they come to worship the Buddha, are not actually here to seek blessings, wealth, longevity and wealth? The abbots of major temples must have seen many people like me.
In the past, he was tired of coaxing ordinary people by name and asking to see him with stacks of stinky money, so most of them closed the door and thanked them. Now that he was finally moved by his sincerity, he was willing to meet him.
I hurriedly said: "That's so, I'm very lucky. Could you please master to lead the way?"
The young novice monk and I were walking and chatting. His monastic name is "Mingjue". He is a student of Shanghai University in 1999. Speaking of which, he is also a disciple of the abbot of this temple. He came here after graduation and is now a Zhike monk in Xixu. Recently,
I heard that because of his high academic qualifications, he will soon be transferred to Dongxu to be a Vina (the supervisor who leads the monks in the temple and is responsible for the dignity and discipline of the monks). After a few more years, he will become the supervisor of Dongxu.
Or it could be transferred back to the Western order and made the front hall and the first seat in the back hall, then it would be only one step away from the position of abbot.
Looking at the mixed flowers and weeds on the roadside, I felt emotional in my heart. The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but there are so many internal hierarchical arrangements. Not to mention in China, even in India, the birthplace of Buddhism, the caste system is also a thing hanging over the heads of the people.
The Sword of Damocles. In fact, in ancient China, since Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty established the imperial examination system, it has opened up a fairer and more reasonable way for the lower class people to enter the upper class society. In India, I will not mention the Shudras.
, just say that if a Vaishya wants to rise to the level of Brahmin, he must first cross his hands above his head, cannot sit, let alone lie down, and must stand up even to sleep. He must persist like this for twenty years; and then experience the water.
The test is actually to soak the pig cage for 45 minutes. If you are still alive when the water is taken out, you can further withstand the test of fire - stand in the fire for 30 minutes. If you are still alive, well, congratulations.
You can become a Brahmin. You have also discovered that this is an impossible task. The purpose is to tell you that Brahmin is born and inherited. As a human being, it is impossible for you to become a Brahmin by your own strength. Even if
If you are so awesome, you probably won't be able to pass on the family line to the next generation. After enjoying the title of Brahmin with a severely injured and disabled body, you still can't pass on this title to future generations.
This is the fact. Differences in class, superiority and inferiority, always seem to be indelible in human history. Just like me, a virgin, no matter how hard I try, I will not be able to complete the counterattack, become rich, handsome, and win the beauty.
The admiring gaze can only gain a little spiritual victory in one YY novel after another and one soap opera after another.
The little novice named Mingjue might not have thought that I would have so many random thoughts in this solemn Buddhist temple. From what he said, I also wanted to be promoted, but after all, I was immersed in the Dharma.
Li Zhong has been old for a long time, and his utilitarianism has been worn away a lot. I took a peek and saw him chanting Sanskrit chants and walking lightly on the path of lush forests and green shrubs. For a moment, I felt like this to him.
I can't help but be a little envious of my free life.