"As long as the eminent monks answer these two questions, everything will be solved."
"First question," Yu Qiansi walked to the mirror and said in a cold voice: "A few months ago, was there a monk named Sanci who came to Qifu Temple?"
Ming Jing had just figured out the key to the saint's disappearance, and also predicted what Yu Qiansi would ask him about, but he didn't expect that when she opened her mouth, she would ask something unrelated.
"Yes... there was a guest monk named Sanci who came here. However, there were many things going on in the temple at that time, so I asked my junior brother Mingxuan to entertain him on his behalf."
Mingxuan didn't know what he was thinking, but when he heard his name, he looked up and the panic was evident in his eyes.
Yu Qiansi raised his eyebrows: "Abbott, you really have a good memory. People come and go in Qifu Temple every day, I didn't even tell you when it was, but you still remember this person?"
Mingjing was different from Mingxuan. Although it was unexpected, he responded appropriately: "Ashamed. Due to the new policy of the imperial court, there were fewer pilgrims coming from north to south this year, and there were not many monks. However, the old monk was very grateful to the tourist named Sanci.
The monk had a deep memory because it was recorded in the monk's certificate that the person he ordained was Lao Monk's uncle, so he paid extra attention to it. However, it was just a face-to-face meeting. After seeing various records, the monk's certificate and the monk's certificate corresponded one by one.
Everything is as usual, so I leave it to Mingxuan."
The monk's certificate is a monk's document issued by the government, which is equivalent to the people's personal certificate. The monk's certificate is often used within Buddhism. Generally, details about the monk, such as the place where he became a monk, the person who was ordained, etc. are written clearly. The monk's certificate is not for every monk.
Generally speaking, if you get a monk's certificate and ask for a monk's ordination from a famous temple, a monk's certificate will be issued from the temple. If a traveling monk holds a monk's certificate and asks to stay in a Buddhist temple, he will naturally be more noble than ordinary guest monks.
The new policy of the Ministry of Household Affairs has not yet affected Buddhism and Taoism, but the Ministry of Household Affairs has temporarily closed down the right to issue ultimatums, thereby curbing the possibility of someone buying and selling ultimatums to escape the household registration inspection of the new policy.
The words were watertight, Yu Qiansi pursed her lips and said: "Mingjing, where are your ultimatum and monk's ultimatum?"
These words made it clear that he did not trust Ming Jing's identity, and in the eyes of the monk, it was a naked insult.
"How dare you..." A monk had the courage to ask with a trembling voice, but when his words fell on Yu Qiansi's face, he suddenly became weaker by seven or eight points: "Master Abbot
But a famous monk! How can you question his identity!"
"It's okay," Ming Jing quickly stopped and said calmly: "It's on the table in Siwo Zen Room."
Yu Qiansi turned to look at the county captain on the side: "Please, sir, please name a delinquent, and together with Wu Yawei, take a monk from Qifu Temple to pick it up."
The county lieutenant of Qifucheng was a chess fanatic. He was slightly startled when he heard this. He quickly responded and made a promise to one person, ordering him to take a young monk and leave with Wu Yawei. He was worried at the same time.
Unexpectedly, the Jade Rakshasa was so cautious. This was because she was afraid that Mingjing would make her "take off her boots" and turn around and accuse her of losing something valuable, which would land her on the head of the criminal prosecutor, so she called three witnesses.
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But although Qifu Temple is not as good as those ancient temples, it can still be regarded as a famous temple in Dasheng. Mingjing has been in Qifu Temple for a long time, and no one knows whether it is Buddhist attainments or Buddhist temple management. What is this Jade Rakshasa doing?
It's so absurd, it's like treating a refugee who tells lies.
Yu Qiansi didn't know what the people around him were thinking, so he continued: "The second question is very simple. It is a question that anyone with a normal mind should be able to think of."
She also did not forget to provoke the group of black gauze hats, with a smile: "Real Buddha statues are extremely valuable, much heavier than these fake Buddha statues. But how can the vehicle that transports the Buddhist altar be so weak? What is the weight of the person responsible for building the vehicle?
All this built for standards?”
At this point, people who were still in the fog just now are now awakened.
If the carriages were built according to the weight of the real Buddha statue, why would they be so troubled? Seeing that six of the seven carriages were broken.
In other words, the forgery of carriages and horses preceded the forgery of Buddha statues? Or is it the same as the two? But how to ensure that the carriage will break down on the long street and kidnap the saint?
"I have always believed in one thing: Everything that appears at a murder scene, without any accident or coincidence, has to exist. Based on this reasoning, it is that these cars have to be so damaged."
In other words, if you want to kidnap the saint in the crowd, you have to damage the car.
Thinking of this, everyone came back to their senses: "This... there is a secret passage on the bluestone under the car?!"
But looking at these fake Buddha statues that are swaying here and there, it is not easy to move them. There are six fallen ones here, which one is the problem? You can't move them one by one to check, right? How much effort will it take?
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A buzzing sound rose into the sky from the Wusha Mantou Mountain, and Yu Qiansi knew without looking back that it was those people talking useless nonsense again.
She pointed to the third carriage and wrote lightly: "That's it, start moving."
With a light word, everyone's eyes turned to the third carriage.
How did she determine that it was this one? Everyone was in disbelief but did not dare to blatantly refute Yu Qiansi's appearance. It really made the bystanders ashamed. No one dared to ask questions, and no one dared to make the first move.
The Imperial Guards and the delinquents of the Seven Buddhas City looked at each other in confusion. Among the group of Imperial Guards, one person was the first to step out of the queue to take orders and sing the promise, leading the way towards the third carriage. As soon as he took the lead, there were only two or three of the Imperial Guards.
He ran over, and more and more people came over to help.
Yu Qiansi asked the person who came first to receive the order: "Why did you come here in response to the order?"
The man had just taken off the sword and armor from his waist and was about to use his strength. Hearing the words, he bowed and said, "I just listened to what Master Yu just said and discovered the difference between driving these cars."
He was a little panicked, worried that he might have said something wrong and angered this moody Rakshasa. He wanted to put it off, but when he looked up and saw Yu Qiansi's smile, he was inexplicably inspired to have unlimited confidence.
It seems...this Jade Rakshasa is not that scary.
He calmed down his violent heartbeat and said loudly: "I discovered that the other carriages were broken from the joints of the wheels on both sides, and the Buddhist niches were tilted east to west. But only the third carriage you mentioned, Lord Yu, was broken from the axle.
It was broken in the center! After the axle was broken, the wheels on both sides of the broken axle formed a triangle, but it still couldn't support the weight of the Buddha statue, so it broke into pieces and fell over."
Therefore, even if the Buddha statue on the third car fell, it would still rest firmly on the ruins of the car.
"Yes, very smart. What's your name?" There was finally a hint of warmth in Yu Qiansi's usual cold smile.
"Young one... a soldier of the Hai team in the left prison, whose surname is Ding Xinger."
When he announced his family name, he lost the self-confidence he had just now. Although his voice was low, it still caught everyone's ears.
