Chapter 126 Simplification is also difficult, but it may be difficult to simplify
From the simple inspection just now, it can be seen that all the people were killed by a knife, and the wounds roughly matched the knife.
The murderer probably came in from outside the door, killed one person and frightened the others. The remaining monks were frightened, and they gathered together and retreated towards the depths of the monastery.
When people are in desperate situations, they will subconsciously go in the direction they trust, even if this direction is a dead end.
This also explains why the closer to the Zen room, the more corpses there are. Then the murderer entered the Zen room, killed the master, dropped the knife and ran away.
Yaoguang's idea didn't seem to be too wrong, but Yu Qiansi still subconsciously felt something was wrong.
That weird feeling used to appear in my dreams every midnight, when I recalled the time when my father was dead.
I have handled countless cases over the years, and every time I have this intuition, I will eventually notice something abnormal.
The discomfort rising from the bottom of her heart, and the fine white sweat on the back of her neck. Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with this matter, but she just couldn't see where the problem was, which made her a little irritable.
She forced herself to recite the Heart-Cleaning Mantra silently and reviewed it one by one.
There is no doubt that there is something wrong with the injury on the master's body.
Even if it was as Yaoguang speculated, why didn't the murderer kill the master with one blow?
She had just seen the wounds on the master's body. The wounds all over his body were superficial wounds, as if... just to play with him, they did not kill him all at once, but cut him several times first.
There were only two deep wounds, one on the shoulder and one on the abdomen. The wound on the abdomen should have pierced the internal organs, which led to the master's death from excessive blood loss.
Zhiyin on the side asked Mingjing: "Mingjing, you have been following Zen Master all the time. You have to take care of the affairs behind Zen Master."
Mentioning this, Ming Jing suddenly came back to his senses. He didn't know what he thought of, and his face was filled with panic.
"Zen Zun seems to have had a premonition of this matter... He said a bunch of inexplicable words to me a few days ago..."
"What did he say?" Yu Qiansi was also curious.
"The Zen Master mentioned the sea inexplicably and said, 'I have traveled all over the world in this life, but by some strange combination of circumstances, I have never seen the sea.' He also blessed us that if we pass away one day, we don't have to stop the spirit, don't have to make any arrangements, let alone
If you don't bother anyone, just cremate the body quietly and take it to the beach to be dumped."
Cremated?
Upon hearing this word, everyone present looked unhappy.
Zhiyin was even more unbelievable: "Are you sure that Zen Master said 'cremation'? Not Tubi?!"
Although the method of burial is the same as that of cremation, the meaning is quite different.
Cremation is nothing more than burning the corpse clean with a fire. Since ancient times, it has been a posthumous punishment for severely punished prisoners, while burial is the supreme funeral ceremony in Buddhism. After the burial, most eminent monks will leave behind
Relics for future generations to respect and worship.
Not to mention the monks of Yinlong Temple, even Wuyawei who was present found Jingkong's arrangement very unbelievable.
The annoyance in Yu Qiansi's heart became even worse, and her breathing became a little heavier.
Boyi secretly paid attention to her every move. Seeing her shortness of breath, he asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yu Qiansi was slightly surprised when he heard this and looked up at him.
Only then did he realize that she was thinking about the case at hand, and asked again: "Or...do you feel something is wrong?"
Something is wrong, nothing is right!
But she just didn't know what was wrong.
The not-so-small voices of the two people here caught Ming Jing's attention. He was a little frightened and said anxiously: "Master Jade Hall, did you notice something was wrong? I beg you to find the real culprit and replace Zen Master...
...and take revenge for all of Xiao Monk’s fellow disciples!”
Zhiyin was born with a dark face, and his words and deeds were not as pleasant as Jingkong's. At this moment, he even scolded with a serious face: "Nonsense! Buddhist disciples, how can you say such nonsense as 'revenge'?"
!You have been practicing Buddhism for many years, and you should know that everything has destiny, is karma, and is the will of God!"
After these words, Ming Jing's face turned a little pale.
This is true for those who practice Buddhism, but Zhiyin's appearance and tone make people feel uncomfortable.
The matter here was over, and the people who were in charge of the punishment department had no reason to stay any longer, so Yu Qiansi had no choice but to go back home for the time being.
Before leaving, I heard Zhiyin discussing with Mingjing the matters behind Master Jingkong's death.
Although the master requested that he be cremated immediately, if it were done in such a hasty manner, it would probably chill the hearts of thousands of pilgrims, let alone such an accident. Therefore, it was finally agreed not to make any big fuss, but to chant sutras for three days before performing the cremation ceremony.
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Ming Jing saw Yu Qiansi coming forward and asked, "Will the Master of the Jade Pavilion come?"
Boyi behind him reminded: "Sir, you have received the imperial edict to investigate the case of the Ministry of War within three days. It is already the second day."
Mingjing saw that Yu Qiansi looked ashamed, but comforted her: "Master of the Jade Pavilion, don't worry about these forms. Zen Master once said that his ashes were scattered into the East China Sea, where the rising sun rests. If anyone remembers him in the future,
, when the east wind blows up, just recite 'Amitabha'."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was actually a breeze coming from the east in the yard, making the weeds in the garden rustle.
Recalling that Jingkong's voice and smile were still there, everyone felt sad in their hearts, and the voice of "Amitabha" kept coming and going.
Yu Qian caressed Yuli Qiankun, looked at Zhiyin who was chanting sutras with lowered eyebrows in front of him, and suddenly said: "Master Abbot, have you never doubted me?"
After all, when she came, only she and Boyi saw the corpses in the yard. Even if Boyi immediately returned to look for Jingzhao Mansion, he would have had time to kill everyone here.
Zhiyin was surprised: "Amitabha, how could I doubt Master Yu? Master Yu and this man in black did not bring knives when they entered the temple. What's more, you have been a friend of Zen Master for many years and saved him in danger.
How could we sit down and do such a tragic thing..."
"Thank you, Master Abbot, for your understanding. Although I am busy with the Ministry of War, you can rest assured that I will protect you until the murderer is caught."
Upon hearing this, Yaoguang ordered two of the safe Wuya Guards to leave the team, unloaded his knives and stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking like a black-faced door god.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhiyin knows that he plans to keep an eye on them. He doesn't know whether it is for protection or supervision.
Just when he didn't know what to do, he heard Yu Qiansi say solemnly: "Don't worry, they will leave after the funeral is over in three days. I hope Master will not refuse anymore."
After thinking about it carefully, the two Wuya guards took the initiative to remove their knives. Now it was an emergency moment after the murder. If he refused blindly again, it would indeed look very deliberate, so he had no choice but to agree.
Only then did Yu Qiansi lead Ti Xing Si and his entourage out of the monastery through the path outside the door.
Seeing that there was no one around, Boyi asked with concern: "What did you want to do when you suddenly asked like that?"
She was uncertain today and her mood was restless. He was really worried.
Yu Qiansi sneered and looked back at the quiet path behind him: "It's not that he doesn't doubt me, but he doesn't want to doubt me."
Always explain everything clearly to avoid further troubles in the future.
Yaoguang was still a little confused, but he just kept a cold face and didn't interrupt, but Boyi got it right.
"You mean, if he suspects us of being suspicious, you can just take away the body and do an autopsy to prove his innocence. Zhiyin doesn't want this, so he's guarantor for you?"
As the abbot of Yinlong Temple, it is understandable that he would not make a big deal out of the matter, but this move is indeed a bit suspicious.
Yaoguang thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "But no one was found in the workshop, and you are even less likely to be the murderer. Did the murderer really disappear in broad daylight?"
It was rare for Yao Guang to lose his composure. After asking, he felt a little regretful. He secretly said in his heart: It's all Sui Feng's fault. He must have been with him for too long...
Yu Qiansi didn't care.
At this moment, the group of people had returned to the entrance of Yinlong Temple.
Crossing the threshold and standing under the three-character "Yinlong Temple" plaque with flying dragons and phoenixes, she looked at the Jinwu guards waiting at the foot of the stairs.
The voice is like a deep spring in the cold winter: "Do you think Jin Wuwei is here to tell us that we have searched every place in the place? He is here to tell us that except for Yinlong Temple, everything in this place has been searched."
Yao Guang suddenly came to his senses.
They were able to successfully enter Yinlong Temple today, all because of Boyi's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain and the urgent situation.
But ordinary warriors are not allowed to enter Buddhist temples. To be more specific, let alone warriors, even the government is not allowed to search Buddhist temples at will.
Otherwise, the government would have intervened in the murderous signing case long ago, and monks from other monasteries would not have been invited to Wu Nian Temple to supervise on their behalf. This gave the murderer an opportunity to kill eight people in a row until things got serious.
After the saint went to the Buddhist temple to plead guilty, he specially ordered the punishment department to investigate the matter thoroughly.
Speaking of which, Qingyuan took advantage of this rule and committed the murderous signing case.
In this case, it is naturally possible that the murderer in this case followed the same pattern. What's more, it may have something to do with this wisdom seal. Otherwise, in broad daylight, why would no one in Yinlong Temple see the murderer covered in blood?
Yu Qiansi's current appearance can be described by more than two words: "embarrassed".
Boyi frowned and pulled off his cloak and stuffed it into her arms: "The truth about the master is really strange, but now the affairs of the Ministry of War are more important."
He always felt that this series of seemingly unrelated things were all vaguely related.
She looked up and saw the complicated looks of the people gathered around her, so she put on the black cloak that still had some warmth on her body and said calmly: "The affairs of the Ministry of War are actually very simple. Since I don't want to play with the people behind the scenes, If it doesn't happen, I will look for an opportunity to close the net immediately."
Originally, she might have wanted to watch the show with a cold eye, planning to deliver the final fatal blow, but now that the incident at Hidden Dragon Temple has happened, she no longer has the patience to continue playing with that person.
She stopped, looked at him and said solemnly: "Bo Yi, I don't want to hide it from you. What the master told me before he died is related to the third bead he saw."
"What!?" Boyi froze on the spot: "How could it be?..."
He didn't have time to sort out the complicated thoughts in his mind, and said hurriedly: "Don't blame yourself for this..."
"I know," she nodded with a hint of a smile: "You are right, the Ministry of War's affairs are more important now. However, I will not let go of the murderer of the master."
She must catch this person with her own hands and avenge the master.