always a fairy

Chapter 57 Buried Alive
Chu Xiuran had never seen such a magnificent temple.

In his hometown, although a good Longquan Temple is nothing more than a Buddha wrapped in gold in the temple, but at this moment, Lingyin Temple may be very elegant except for the fact that he just came in and he is out of place. of.

He has been to Huayuelou, which is praised by everyone as the number one brothel in the world, and Fengminglou, the best and most upscale in Yuhang County, but no matter which one, it is not as dazzling as the Dabeilou in front of him.

Chu Xiuran's father is the official governor of Chenzhou, he is the first-class official in Chenzhou, and he is a fifth-rank official. In Chenzhou, Chu Xiuran is a proper second-generation ancestor, and he is the best in Chenzhou.

But even so, Chu Xiuran was still shocked by the magnificence of the Dabei Building. Even he had never seen the materials used on it, but he knew that even the richest and pickiest boss would pick these materials. Nothing wrong.

Chu Xiuran asked: "Dare to ask the eminent monk?"

Now there are only two people left, one is Chu Xiuran, and the other is the fishing monk. Naturally, they are asking the fishing monk.

Monk Fishing was very polite in his gestures, and he walked upright beside Chu Xiuran. When he heard his question, he immediately stopped, clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk's name is Wuxian."

Chu Xiuran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed, doubtful in his heart, "You... Wuxian... Are you?"

Wuxian said: "The poor monk is the abbot of this Lingyin Temple."

Chu Xiuran smiled awkwardly, "Host? You don't look like you are in your 20s."

Wuxian said: "Not only does it look like, the poor monk has only grown up for more than 20 years."

Chu Xiuran said: "But... then Master Hui Bing said that you have practiced in the Western Regions for ten years..."

"13 years, three years on the way back, ten years of practice, of course, the poor monk thinks that the three-year journey is also considered practice."

Wuxian looked up at the brand-new dawn, his eyes sparkled, that memory seemed to him not to practice, but to a beautiful life, "The poor monk went to the Western Regions at the age of nine, returned at the age of 22, and succeeded Lingyin at the age of 25." Abbot of the temple."

Chu Xiuran was in awe, but remembered that he was here to investigate the case, so he had to behave a little bit unqualified, so he smiled coldly, "So, it seems that the native monks of Lingyin Temple are not as good as a monk who came back from the Western Regions." Is your monk high in Buddhism?"

Wuxian was not angry, and a smile appeared on his calm face.

At this moment, Chu Xiuran concluded that if this immortal eminent monk were a woman, she would definitely become the most beautiful woman in the capital and even the entire Shaoyang, and definitely become the darling of the world within three days.But after thinking about it again, he felt uncomfortable. If he was a woman, he must like Bai Yujing who is so handsome, or he likes dignitaries, no matter what, it is impossible to like himself.

Wuxian smiled and said, "Whether to be a host is not decided by the poor monk, nor by Buddhism, nor by the region..."

His voice became farther and farther away, more and more ethereal, and suddenly he was pulled back, "Where does Master Chu want to investigate? The poor monk will accompany you."

Chu Xiuran said: "The Great Compassion Building."

Wuxian said: "Okay, please."

Bypassing the Mani Hall where the monks lived, the two stood at the door of the Great Compassion Building. The monk at the door saluted Wuxian, then opened the door and stepped aside.

Chu Xiuran understood in his heart: "This guy is indeed the host, so he didn't lie to me. But he took me into the Great Compassion Building so grandly, could it be true that Xia Wanning is really lying to me? Is it true? Go up and see if it's true. Do you know? I have only been here for a stick of incense, if this is really a place to kill people, they must have no time to clean up the mess."

Having made up his mind, Chu Xiuran no longer worried, whether it was a mule or a horse coming out for a walk, you can tell what's going on at a glance!
Wuxian explained: "This Dabei Building has only been built for three years, and everything is relatively new. It has nine floors and is the tallest building in Yuhang County."

Chu Xiuran said, "These nine floors are all Buddhist scriptures?"

Wuxian stretched out his hand to invite Chu Xiuran to walk to the stairs leading to the second floor, and said with a smile, "There are no Buddhist scriptures in the Great Compassion Building."

Chu Xiuran said, "What's in there?"

Wuxian said: "Your Excellency, go and see for yourself, don't you know?"

As soon as the two left, they reached the stairs, and a big monk appeared above him. The big monk was wearing a purple and gold cassock.

The monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "Master, who is this?"

Wuxian introduced Chu Xiuran to the great monk, turned his head and introduced, "This is Master Huimian, one of the four guardian masters of Lingyin Temple."

Noodle master?

Chu Xiuran felt happy.

Hui Mian said: "Master Chu came to the Great Compassion Tower in person, why?"

Chu Xiuran said, "It's for investigating the case."

Huimian frowned, "Investigate the case? What case needs to be investigated in the Dabei Tower? I hope you will let me know."

Chu Xiuran said: "I'm investigating the murder of a woman and a boy who haven't left the cabinet for a year."

Huimian stared at Chu Xiuran and said, "Your Excellency, someone in the Great Compassion Building killed the girl and boy who had not left the pavilion?"

Chu Xiuran said: "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to go up and look for clues."

Huimian was a little embarrassed at once, and put one hand in front of her face and said, "That's good, that's good. The Great Compassion Tower is the holy place of Lingyin Temple. Your Excellency has blasphemed the Buddha. Are you not afraid of being punished by the magistrate?"

Chu Xiuran smiled, "Master, where is the Great Compassion Building?"

Huimian said: "The Great Compassion Building is the Holy Land of Lingyin Temple, of course it is in Lingyin Temple, here it is."

Chu Xiuran said, "Where is Lingyin Temple?"

Huimian said: "Everyone knows that Lingyin Temple is located in Yuhang County, and it is the number one in the south of the Yangtze River..."

Chu Xiuran didn't bother to listen to him continue, "Then let me ask you, does the county captain of Yuhang County manage the entire Yuhang County?"

Hui Mian's face was livid, and she didn't say a word.

Chu Xiuran smiled slightly, "If there are murderers here, I hope the master will help. If there are no murderers here, I will take a look at this holy place and see that it is also stained with Buddha's light. Wouldn't it be a good thing?"

The corner of Huimian's mouth twitched a few times, "Sir, do you have to go?"

Chu Xiuran said, "Not bad."

Hui Mian said: "Then please sir, walk over the poor monk's body."

Chu Xiuran was taken aback, and looked at Wuxian beside him, "Do all the monks in Lingyin Temple talk like this?"

Wuxian clasped his hands together, and said with a slight smile, "Junior Brother Huimian is just like that, and others are more polite. Junior Brother Poor Monk was a staunch man before he became a monk. Now, although he has mastered Buddhism, his temper has not changed much."

Chu Xiuran said: "Master, I must go in."

Huimian closed her eyes, her face was livid, and she didn't say a word.

There is only one entrance to the upward staircase, and it has been firmly blocked by Master Huimian. It is impossible for Chu Xiuran to break through no matter what.

Chu Xiuran felt a little helpless, but still said: "I have never killed anyone, and I don't know how to kill, but I have seen people fight with swords, Master Wuxian, can you borrow a pair of precious treasures? sword?"

Wuxian was stunned, "My lord... what are you going to do?"

Chu Xiuran said, "Kill someone."

Huimian opened his eyes, as if there was already a fire burning, he took out a silver blade from behind without saying a word, and stretched it out in front of Chu Xiuran, "My lord, please!"

Chu Xiuran took the silver blade respectfully, then turned around and walked down, leaned over the desk, borrowed a pen and paper to write a few lines, then took out the official seal that he carried with him, and took out the ink pad on it After a while, he returned to Master Huimian.

"Master, please." Chu Xiuran held the paper in his left hand and the inkpad in his right, and held it in front of the master.

Master Huimian looked carefully, and found that the writing on it was: [Master Huimian, Dharma Protector of Lingyin Temple in Yuhang County, begs for death in front of the gate. Anyone who wants to enter the second floor of the Great Compassion Building can kill me. , has nothing to do with others. 】

Master Huimian shredded the paper, grabbed Chu Xiuran's shoulder viciously, and said angrily: "A mere county lieutenant wants to be presumptuous here! Even if I kill you now, no one will know !"

Chu Xiuran lowered his head and sighed, "Sure enough... the Great Compassion Tower is the place where those people were killed, right? It seems that the one who blasphemed Buddha was not me, but you."

Master Huimian shouted angrily: "You bastard! You are not afraid of me if you mess around..."

Chu Xiuran took out the silver blade and said softly, "If I compare the scars on the chests of the three children, guess if they match?"

Amazing!

Master Huimian struck out with a palm!
Chu Xiuran spurted blood wildly, his face darkened, and he passed out.

……

A gust of cold air suddenly spread throughout the body.

Chu Xiuran was startled suddenly.

It was pitch black all around.

Then there were bursts of severe pain all over his body, and his feeling gradually became clearer.

where is this?

Where am i?

He hurriedly wanted to sit up, but his forehead hit the thick wooden board above.

Boom!
Muffled.

He twisted his limbs, but found that he was locked in a closed space, which was just big enough for a person to lie down, and just big enough for him to move around a bit.

This is……

board.

Solid planks.

coffin!

Chu Xiuran yelled crazily.

But no matter how much he called, there was no response.

Everything around him seemed cut off.

"I...won't...have already been buried!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, looking into the small and dark space.

The feeling of suffocation gradually devoured everything in his mind.

(End of this chapter)