Half fairy

Chapter 501 Insects with Lords
Xu Wenbin took the secret letter and spread it out for a closer look. He looked at it and fell into deep thought.

Emei spent a lot of time with him, so she had a certain understanding of his expression and reaction, and when she sensed something was wrong, she waited patiently, and only after she regained her composure, did she try to ask: "My lord, is there something wrong? "

"To blame..." Xu Wenbin murmured to himself in confusion, "With Haixiao Pavilion's eyes and ears in Zhenhai Division, how could it be so easy to find out such secrets?"

Crescent Eyebrow: "That was the previous plan. It was just that I planned to take Tanhualang as the scapegoat at the beginning, but after Ming Temple took action, I naturally let it go, and there is no such thing as a secret."

Xu Wenbin shook his head slightly, "It's not what you think. It involves the death of the local mother, Qi. Even if someone is to be blamed, it must be kept secret, at least extremely confidential. Under normal circumstances, the people who know it must be a handful of people. Countable, and will only do but not talk, even if you don't do it, you won't make it public.

In other words, at least before the actual implementation, the people who know about it must be the senior officials of Zhenhai Division, and the news is unlikely to spread.Zhenhai Division is working in this kind of place, and its high-level executives can't even control their own mouths. They don't even have this kind of self-discipline, so what's the matter? "

Having said that, Emei also felt a little strange, "Master, do you think there is something wrong with this news?"

Xu Wenbin's eyes fell on the content of the secret letter, and he pondered: "It's either that there is something wrong with the news, or someone released the news on purpose. If it's the former, it's okay if the news goes wrong. The problem is that the mother of the land died, and Zhen Haisi wants to arrest someone." Take the blame, spreading such rumors is not child's play, do you think there will be such disordered news in the Zhenhai Division at this time? If it is the latter, if someone deliberately releases the news, what is the intention?"

Crescent asked in surprise: "So, the latter, there is a high possibility that someone deliberately released the news?"

Xu Wenbin put down the secret letter in his hand, suddenly smiled, and changed the topic, "Emei, I'm afraid I have to shelve the matter of asking for a letter from that most talented scholar in the world."

"Ah?" Emei was obviously surprised. First, she lifted her skirt and knelt on the futon in front of the case, then picked up the fire folder and opened it to ignite. She took the secret letter just now and lit it, put it in the brazier and burned it. After putting it away, I tried to ask, "Before you came, didn't you say that you and Tanhualang were old acquaintances? I want Tanhualang's inscription, didn't you say it was just a matter of meeting and saying hello? No Is it okay to write about seventy or eighty pieces?"

Xu Wenbin couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched his forehead, he couldn't help crying and said, "It feels like it's too early to say big things, but then again, just the few broken characters he wrote... Isn't it just writing a few words, if you think Is it that good?"

Crescent eyebrows said gently: "I have been with you for so long, you are not a big talker, but also act in front of your eyes. It can be seen that you must be familiar with Tanhualang. I went to read it in front of the list when I was in the capital. The handwriting is indeed good. Well, the best talent in the world is not a vain name. I heard that he abandoned his writing and started writing in Wufeng. Nowadays, it is hard to buy a thousand dollars, and it is hard to find a single word. Even Xuanguo Duke’s Mansion can’t find one, and I don’t want it. There are about ten pictures, if you can ask him to write one for me, just one!"

He stretched out an index finger for a small gesture, and his expression was really looking forward to and wanting.

"The most talented man in the world..." Xu Wenbin couldn't help muttering again, as if he wanted to laugh when he heard this statement, but he shook his head after pondering for a while, "If someone deliberately releases the big talent News, do you know what it means?"

Emei seemed to think of something, and thought silently.

Xu Wenbin asked himself and answered, "This matter seems to have changed. The smell is no longer as simple as a murder case. There seems to be someone hiding behind the scenes, who seems to be using great talents as bait! Do you think we can easily get in touch with the person behind the scenes that Zhenhai Division cooperates with? If we don't know what is going on, we might as well just watch it with a cold eye."

Crescent understood what he meant, "Suddenly a calligraphy and painting of Tanhualang popped out of my hand. If someone accidentally finds out about it, might they be targeted by someone?"

Xu Wenbin nodded, "That's what it means. The problem is that we don't know what the people behind the scenes want to do now. It's not appropriate to act blindly, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable. In short, there is no rush. As long as the person is fine, there will be a chance in the future. If that guy's cultivation is abolished , no more risky running around, and I have plenty of time to write for you."

The crescent eyebrow who was looking regretful was teased and laughed, "Tanhua Lang is so miserable, and the young master is still making fun of him."

"It deserves it! Is it fun to jump around and hit your head against the wall? You can actually do something like murder in Langhuanju, and the person who killed someone with Wang Xuetang's status and background. Just do it, and run away after it's done. The evidence is fine, and the case must be closed here before Mother Earth intervenes, and I don’t know why he is still here, what should he do if he doesn’t ask for it?”

"My lord, the one who can become the most talented person in the world must be a smart person. There must be a reason for him to stay."

"Without news channels, ignorance of all aspects of the situation, and no intelligence to back it up, no matter how smart you are, it's useless. Didn't he do the thing that covered his eyes and ears, and huddled at Xiaoyunjian's door waiting to be caught? After killing someone, he can sit and wait to be caught again, and always fall into the same pit. What do you want me to say about him? He is a smart and confident person like him. Can do it."

Seeing what he said about Tanhualang so badly, Emei couldn't bear to listen anymore, she changed the subject and said, "My lord, we won't meet for a while, what shall we do next?"

"Go ask again, let the eyes and ears of Zhenhai Division describe in detail the process of getting the news of the crime. I need to confirm and judge whether my guess is wrong."

"Okay. The young master has traveled a long distance here and waited for another night for news. Now that the person has been rescued, there should be nothing wrong. Let's rest early, so as not to burn your body."

After some concern, Emei got up dressed in white and left gracefully.

The room was quiet, and Xu Wenbin, who was alone, picked up an old piece of paper on the case, a piece of paper that already looked a little mottled and worn out, it was nothing but the notice of missing relatives made by Yu Qing, which made people come from the sea. A complete picture that was carefully uncovered on the streets of the city.

After staring and pondering for a while, he couldn't help but muttered to himself, "Looking for relatives, you have a ghost sister, what do you want to do when you come to the sea market to mess around?"

Sweep the dust temple.

In the main hall, two elderly monks with white beards and white robes sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and meditating.

Standing on the steps outside the hall was the handsome middle-aged monk in a black gold cassock, the abbot of the Saochen Temple, and a contemporary meditation monk.

There are also two young sweeping monks in black robes in the yard, their dharma names are Changkong and Baiyun, and they are two disciples of the underworld monk.

There is no golden body in the sweeping temple, nor is there a flourishing incense, and there is no popularity, it is deserted, and there are only five Buddhist disciples in total.

At this time, the two young sweeping monks and the meditating monk standing quietly on the steps turned their heads to look at a courtyard wall, only to see black smoke coming out of a section of the wall again.

After the black smoke passed, another layer of ash fell on the bones of the temple, making it dirty again.

Baiyun finally couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly walked down the steps with the broom in hand, "Master, look, that bug has come again, and it's dirty all over the floor again, it's better to catch it."

The monk's eyes flashed and he smiled, "If you want to clean up the pests, why bother me, you can catch them yourself."

Speaking of this, Changkong also came over and said: "Master, it's not that I haven't caught it before. I tried to catch it a few times before with my junior brother, but it ran away. This bug is very vigilant, and ran away when it was about to approach, and It's so fast, we can't catch up."

Baiyun couldn't help sighing: "What's annoying is that after you chase it away, it will sneak back without anyone noticing, and then continue to gnaw on the wall, gnawing non-stop all day long, and it can be heard clearly at night, and often It is too rampant to provoke with black smoke.

Master, the courtyard wall has already been gnawed out several holes by it day and night, and if it gnaws down, the courtyard wall will be gnawed down by this moth.Bone-biting insects are definitely not a good thing. To get rid of this evil, it takes a master or two grand masters to take it down. "

The monk smiled: "Have you ever seen snakes, insects, rats and ants harming the sweeping temple before? It was all driven by our spiritual practice. This insect has already become spiritual and is not afraid of our Buddha's breath. It is not a vicious and evil thing. Being able to live in the corner of the Buddhist gate, cross the bones of the undead, and raise dust in the temple, wouldn't it justify the name of the "Sweeping Dust Temple"? Since it is destined to be with my Buddha, why should it hurt its life? It will cause trouble. If the wall falls, someone will come to blame and repair it. , you don’t need to worry, just sweep the dust.”

Bai Yun asked curiously: "Someone came to accept the crime? What does Master mean, this bug has an owner?"

Changkong: "Since the master said so, there must be a master. I don't know who the master is?"

The monk smiled: "If it comes suddenly, there must be a cause and effect. If there are butterflies, there must be fragrance."

Both the master and the apprentice were startled, and Changkong quickly came to his senses, "Master is in the temple?"

Then the two brothers and sisters turned their heads to look at the three-foot-high skeleton tower in the temple.

"Change the medicine." Ming Monk gave a sentence, and walked down the steps at the same time, holding a black rosary, and walked barefoot towards the skull tower.

Changkong and Baiyun immediately put down their brooms and ran to the inner courtyard, and after a while each came out with a medicine box in their arms, and caught up with the master in front of the tower gate.

Inside the tower, on the bottom floor, Yu Qing was lying down, Nan Zhu was lying on his stomach, and the two neighbors were scolding each other, their faces were blushing and their necks were thick.

One blamed the other for his misjudgment, causing everyone to suffer such a big crime.

A person who scolds the other party has asked for it, so you can't leave, can you blame me?

If the two of them were not inconvenient to move their bodies, they might have to fight directly.

There was an empty wooden plank on the ground, Mu Aotie who was supposed to be lying here was sitting at the upstairs window, leaning against the window and looking at the sea, with a desolate and melancholy look on his face.

Suddenly they heard footsteps outside, and the two who were lying down and scolding each other shut up.

(End of this chapter)