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Chapter 347 Is it cheap or not?

Inside Shaolin Temple, in the center of the square.

Zhien stood at the rearmost position of the Zhizi generation, and she couldn't see the front with her tiptoes. She could only understand the situation through the discussion of the young monk behind her.

This understanding doesn't matter, it feels like the sky in Shaolin Temple is about to collapse.

The venerable master uncle Zhenfa, the former thirteen-stick monk, died.

Huiyi, the profound presiding officer of Buddhism, died.

Wei Na Huizang, who had the loudest voice, died.

Even the various monks had fierce conflicts last night in order to track down the murderer, and two of them were tragically killed.

Five corpses lined up in a row, compared to the hundreds of monks in Shaolin Temple, it doesn't seem too many, but for ordinary monks, it is no less than a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The top management is dead, the management is in flames, the trees are falling and the monkeys are scattered. Is Shaolin Temple going to perish?

Fortunately, at this moment, a group of people appeared mightily.

Zhi En turned her head and saw that the leader was the very friendly court official, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Not only him, many monks who were hostile yesterday, seeing the court officials coming here, felt relieved and had a backbone.

But this time Li Yan just walked into the temple, Zhi Jian greeted him, and said awkwardly: "My little monk has seen Li Jiyi!"

Li Yan nodded slightly: "How is the temple?"

Zhijian wanted to say it was okay, but his face was covered with bruises. Obviously, he was not completely out of the fire last night, so he could only whisper: "There is chaos in the temple, and I hope Li Jiyi will help me out." Wait for justice."

An Shengan and Cheng Wuzhong, who were following Li Yan, stared at each other, and there were four words in their eyes: cheap or not?

Li Yan looked very calm, and asked: "Have you reported the crime to Honglu Temple?"

Zhijian was stunned: "This...not..."

Li Yandao: "Many matters concerning Buddhism and Taoism are managed by the Chongxuan Department of Honglu Temple. The monks, masters and weinas of each temple are all registered in Honglu Temple. They were killed and died. , the temple should notify Honglu Temple as soon as possible, this is a rule of law and must be followed.”

Zhijian was startled by his leak-tightness, and hurriedly said: "Young monk, immediately send someone down the mountain to report to Honglu Temple!"

Li Yan waved his hand: "Go!"

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the Chongxuan Department in Honglu Temple was the imperial government agency that managed Buddhist and Taoist affairs. In history, when Wu Zetian ascended the throne, the management of monks and nuns was transferred to the Temple Department of the Ministry of Rites, and Taoism was under the jurisdiction of Zongzheng Temple. In the Tang Dynasty, the power to manage monks and Taoists was transferred to meritorious envoys, and the ancestral temple department was responsible for issuing degree certificates.

No matter which department, if the three principles of a temple are gone, it is equivalent to a county government, from the county magistrate to the county lieutenant, who are all killed by thieves. What's more, Shaolin Temple is located in Henan Province, which is very close to Luoyang.

Li Yan asked Zhijian to report to Honglu Temple and asked the other party to send someone to come, just in case, the presence of officials from Honglu Temple who manage religion can avoid twists and turns and arguing with each other afterwards.

After Zhijian took the order to go, Li Yancai came to the corpses to check the corpses of Zhenfa and Huizang.

Huizang's body was clear at a glance, almost the same as the abbot Huiyi's, with a palm in the back, and his neck was twisted.

Zhenfa's corpse was slightly different. The cause of death was still a broken neck, but there was no palm in the back of the heart.

Li Yan frowned slightly.

The case was odd.

Knowing that he came to Shaolin Temple, the murderer still wiped out all the middle and high-level officials of the temple. What is the motive?

Murder?
These three leaders of Shaolin Temple all know a certain secret, so they must be killed?
This can indeed be explained, but the problem is that after Huiyi's death, Huizang and Zhenfa's attitudes were obviously cover-ups, while he had already gone down the mountain.

Under such circumstances, even if he wanted to silence him, it shouldn't be the time.

Zhenfa is already eighty years old, and Huizang is also in his fifties. If you want to get rid of these two people, you can wait for the limelight to pass and do it secretly.

Now using the exact same method to kill all three people, the court will definitely investigate to the end. If the murderer wants to hide any secrets, can we be sure that the three people did not leave any clues?
At this moment, Zhijian came back, and Li Yan asked, "Does Sangang have any letters and diaries in his daily life?"

Zhijian said: "Master and uncle don't have this kind of habit. As for the abbot and weina, I don't know about it."

Li Yandao: "It seems that you have the closest relationship with Zhenfa. You can take whatever items are around him later."

Zhijian was very active at this time: "The little monk will go get it right away."

"Don't rush..."

After Li Yan preliminarily checked the bodies of these two, he looked at the other two monks.

Then it was discovered that the injuries on the two deceased were various, including traces of bricks and stones.

The fatal injury was a sharp knife wound, full of blood, it should have been cut to an artery, and he bled to death.

Li Yan pointed to the knife wound and asked: "I saw the monks in your temple yesterday, and they all used long sticks. What's the matter with the knife wound and the brick?"

Zhijian said awkwardly: "Our Shaolin martial arts are abundant, and the weapons we use are inevitably a bit complicated, but there must be no crossbows. Li Jiyi, please rest assured..."

Li Yan was noncommittal, turned around and looked at the monks on the square: "Is everyone in your temple here?"

Zhi Jian said: "There are still some injured last night, recuperating in their respective courtyards."

Li Yandao: "Call them here, if it doesn't work, bring them here."

Zhijian was a little reluctant, after all, the image of those injured monks was really not pretty, like a gangster fight.

But now they didn't have the confidence to resist, and they were shocked by Li Yan's gaze indifferently, so they had no choice but to order them to go on.

Not long after, dozens of monks came to the square sparsely, most of them were injured, and their fierceness was fully exposed.

Anshen saw it with a sneer and said, "What a place of pure Buddhism!"

Li Yan didn't hesitate to speak happily, and continued: "Look carefully again, are there any missing people in the temple, are they all gathered?"

Zhi Jian and other monks came forward to carefully check the number of people, and found that there were more than a dozen people who had not arrived, so they went to call for people.

Li Yan waited patiently until more than [-] monks from Shaolin Temple had gathered, and then said: "From now on, check every Shaolin monk's certificate!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion among the monks, Zhi Jian's pupils shrank, and he said dryly: "Isn't Li Jiyi going to track down the murderer?"

Li Yan raised his voice, and his voice was clearly heard throughout the audience: "This is the first step in tracking down the murderer. The certificate is the identity certificate of Buddhist monks, and must be checked carefully. The hometown accent, past experience, the scripture teacher in the temple, and the censor's verification, there must be no omissions!"

An Shengan led the inner guard to respond with a bang: "Yes!"

Seeing these shrewd and capable inner guards approaching, many monks' expressions changed drastically.

The extermination of Buddha has been done twice. The lessons learned from the past are there. The imperial court also knew that the number of these monks should not be too many. In order to control, the Tang Dynasty's system of certiorari was very strict in terms of rules alone.

The monks who want to obtain the degree must first learn from the teacher, study diligently, and then be recommended by the teacher, and then be approved by the government. Once the monk or monk returns to vulgarity or dies, the degree must be returned to the government, and transfer is strictly prohibited.

In order to manage monks and Taoists in a unified way, the Tang Dynasty also established a special household registration for monks and Taoists. Like civilian households, it was created every three years, and the household registration was in triplicate, which was distributed to counties, prefectures and Honglu Temple for inspection from time to time.

Of course, perfecting the system is perfect, but implementing it is another matter.

Almost every Buddhist monastery makes a fuss about the duo, especially the royal monastery, where selling duo is a huge income.

When Li Yan was in Famen Temple, he found out that there was a monk named Kuanji, and he sold blank certificates. As long as he wrote his name, he could have the household registration of Famen Temple, and all the land involved became the property of the temple.

This is equivalent to recruiting legal black households, and the profits are huge. A mere sage monk can sell [-] certificates in more than a year, each for [-] gold, earning more than [-] gold, which is the envy of officials.

However, the Shaolin Temple has no advantage in this aspect. It is not a royal temple, and it is very difficult to legally apply for a degree in the two Beijing areas where the management is relatively strict.

However, when Li Yan saw the fight inside the Buddhist monastery, there were knife wounds, and then he assumed the attitude of searching carefully, which really triggered a backlash.

Almost as soon as the words were finished, the two monks who were standing at the back looked at each other, and suddenly parted ways and ran away.

The inner guard's expression changed, and just as he was about to stop it, Cheng Wuzhong had already rushed out, taking out the magic crossbow from his waist like flowing clouds and flowing water.

aim, shoot...

Whoosh! !

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the fleeing monk fell straight down, and then swish, swish, and a dozen crossbow bolts shot at him fiercely, blood shot out all over his body, Cheng Wuzhong strode forward, drew out his waist knife, and chopped it off with one blow go down.

On the other side, the monk who was targeted by the elite Baiqi was also treated in the same way. Xu Sanlang beheaded him with a knife and returned.

However, this scene did not control the situation. On the contrary, it aroused the viciousness of some of the monks. They shouted: "The dog officer has killed someone!" !"

Hearing these shouts, the faces of a group of monks turned pale. Li Yan held his hand on the handle of the chain knife and commented: "It seems that there are many bandits and thieves in your temple. Hidden in those places where the ancient Buddhas with blue lamps are hidden, the attraction here is much more attractive..."

Zhijian closed his eyes and swallowed a sigh in his throat.

The worst thing happened.

These monks are naturally aware of the situation in Shaolin Temple, and there are indeed many Jiang Huzi who seek refuge in the Shaolin Temple and become monks in the temple.

Ordinary monks have never seen blood, so they don't have much actual combat experience, and these Jianghuzi who have lives in their hands can also improve the strength of the monks when they train with the monks, so that they will not be reduced to ostentation after a few generations.

Therefore, the high-level officials in the temple have always turned a blind eye to such matters.

But there is a difficulty that is difficult to overcome, and there must be a ultimatum.

With the ultimatum, the county government has no right to arrest even if it is determined to be a Jiangyang thief who is wanted.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The butcher's knife in this sentence does not refer to the knife of killing people, but the obsession. However, from the convenience brought by the degree, one can really put down the butcher's knife after entering Buddhism, and forget the past.

But if there is no ultimatum, he is still a wanted criminal with a butcher knife in his hand...

Li Yan's voice spread throughout the audience: "The monks who have a certificate of proof quickly get down on the ground, and those who try to escape without a certificate of proof will be shot and killed!"

As soon as this remark came out, hundreds of people fell down in the arena, including Zhi En who was stunned. He grew up in the temple since he was a child, so he naturally had a degree.

And those who didn't have the ultimatum didn't all escape, they fell to the ground with a fluke mind, and only a dozen or so fierce monks roared and ran away in all directions.

Cheng Wuzhong didn't have the slightest worry anymore, he let out a smirk, and led the elite hundred cavalry to pounce on him.

Blood splattered and corpses were thrown away.

The elite Tang army, one in a thousand, faced the unorganized bandits in the rivers and lakes. Naturally, it was a one-sided massacre.

Zhijian is relatively sober. Yesterday he led the monks and soldiers in formation, but today he only puts his hands together and silently recites the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Some monks couldn't take it anymore, and shouted: "Didn't you want to invite the officials of Honglu Temple to come here? How can you do this cruelly?"

Li Yan didn't bother to pay attention, and came back with a sense of tranquility. Hearing the words, he sneered and said, "People from Honglu Temple are here to witness, and our internal guards are responsible for investigating the case. What's more, those who don't have a certificate are not considered monks at all, and they don't return." Honglu Temple management!"

And the monk hissed: "These people are still clues!"

Anshen said angrily: "Those who killed San Gang cannot be these thieves. I heard that Wei Na and Shang Zuo took a protective attitude yesterday. They wished that the two monks lived a long life. That's enough, everyone shut up!"

Seeing him getting angry, the monks trembled for a while, and finally closed their mouths.

Anshen looked around at the group of monks, and spat on the ground with disdain: "What a bitch!"

　Thanks to the book friends "Tianjing Huntian Baojian" and "Rogeotarifos" for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)