The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 126 Doubtful Points
"Ah Si, it's not your fault, all of this has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself." Seeing her like this, Boyi felt a dull pain in his heart, wishing to transfer everything she encountered to himself and bear it for her .

Yu Qiansi smiled coldly: "Really?"

The bare flower stalks in the weeds outside are still swaying in the wind.

The flowers will grow back, and they will be the same as before, maybe it is fate.

But what about the person who broke the flower branch? If there is no such person, will this branch not have to go through the pain of growing again?
And even if the flowers that are born are exactly the same as before, they are no longer the original flowers.

She looked down at the blood on her hands: "I am the flower folder."

Knowing that she must have fallen into the nightmare again, Boyi supported her by the shoulders, stared at her earnestly and said, "The flower folder is the murderer! It's not you! Si, wake up! There are so many causes and effects in this world. , if you take everything on yourself, can you hold it?!"

A mist formed in her shallow eyes.

"But if it wasn't for me"

"It's not you!" Boyi shook her: "Ah Si, the master gave you flowers, not to make you blame yourself. He told you that everything is destined to die! Even if no one came to break the flowers, he would still pick them up today." Life ends here. It is not the cause that creates the effect, but the effect is here, do you understand?"

She shook her head slightly, her eyes still staring at herself unfocused.The crystals in his eyes were thrown off one by one, with dazzling arcs, as clear as the crystals he played with when he was young, falling on the palm of his hand, but it made him throbbing with pain along with his heart.

"I know that you put so much pressure on yourself, just to motivate yourself to move forward, but... these pressures should not be placed on your shoulders."

"A Si, let yourself go"

"There are not many people around me that I can protect. If I can't even protect these people well"

"You have no obligation to protect other people! You also have no ability to protect everyone. Everyone has their own life and their own way to go!"

He is now very grateful that he just put away the half of the Buddha lottery.

Her obsession is too deep.

There were messy footsteps at the door, it should be the monks of Yinlong Temple.

He hastily restored Jikong's clothes, and then took a look at Yu Qiansi who was staying in place, and she was also covered in blood.

However, this is easy to explain, just say that she helped and rescued Jikong.

He hurried out to meet him.

After such a toss, he was also stained with a lot of blood. Fortunately, he was dressed in black, so it was not very obvious.

The one who walked in the front was a slightly kind-faced novice monk, looking pale at the corpses in the courtyard, he leaned against the door tremblingly, hesitantly daring to come in.

He remembered that he had seen this novice in the courtyard yesterday, he should belong to this Zen courtyard.

Sure enough, the abbot of Yinlong Temple, who was following behind, also closed his eyes and recited a few Buddha's mantras when he saw the tragic scene.

Then he turned around and asked the novice monk, "Ming Jing, what's going on?"

"Young monk, I don't know. Early this morning, Zen Master sent me out to buy tea. I just came back."

Everyone looked at his feet again, and there was indeed a bag of paper bags that had been stained with dirt.

The host Zhiyin looked at Boyi who was standing quietly in the corridor as if asking for help.

According to the novice at the gate of the temple, he and Master Yu of the Criminal Division came first, and then he saw the red firework signal, and then he hurried out of the temple to rescue the soldiers, and told the novice at the gate of the temple to go. Looking for a host to come.

The deep bamboo forest path outside the Zen courtyard has lost the deep and peaceful Zen atmosphere, and there is a burst of noise again, and Yaoguang leads people to squeeze in from the path.

She cupped her fists and saluted, and called across the threshold: "My lord!"

But when he looked up and saw only Boyi, and then saw the horrific corpses in the courtyard, he hesitated for a moment.

When he came, he had heard about Jingzhao Mansion cooperating with Jinwu Guard to close the workshop, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Commander Yaoguang, you have worked hard. How is the situation outside?"

Yaoguang said "Oh", and after thinking about it for a while, he told Boyi that it was all right, and then said, "Jingzhao Mansion has sealed off the workshop, and we will search for suspicious people together with the Jinwu Guard. Here."

A very shallow but indifferent voice came from behind Boyi.

"Take Wu Yawei to search this yard for me! Not even a speck of dust will be let go."

Looking back, Boyi saw that Yu Qiansi walked out of the Zen room with a pale complexion, thin but firm.

When the monks gathered at the gate of the courtyard saw her coming out of the shadow covered in blood, they thought they had seen a ghost from hell, so they clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

Boyi frowned but couldn't hide his concern: "Are you okay?"

She looked at those people at the gate of the courtyard, and lightly raised the corner of her mouth: "No problem."

"Yaoguang, find someone to record the locations of all the corpses and examine them one by one."

"Yes!" Yaoguang took the order, beckoning and leading Wuyawei behind him into the courtyard.Checking, recording, and drawing are done in one go, which is very tacit.

Zhiyin's complexion changed when he heard the words, and he couldn't help asking: "Amitabha, Master Yu, I dare to ask, are you planning to examine the corpses of the monks in the Qing Temple? That master?"

She sneered suddenly, took a step forward, and said calmly: "Yes, so some of you still remember Master Jikong. From the beginning to the end, if you don't enter the courtyard or ask the master, I thought that none of you cared about him. .Or, when you see the corpses in this courtyard, you already acquiesce that he is dead?"

Boyi's heart shuddered, why didn't he think of this.

I didn't expect her to be so sensitive when she was furious and sad.

At this moment, looking at the people at the door again, the calmness just now was gone.

Although Zhiyin was startled by Yu Qiansi's words, he still refused to let go: "My lord, I haven't answered the old monk's question just now."

Although this monastery was assigned to Jikong to live in, there were not only the young monks who came with Jikong, but also the monks from Yinlong Temple, and they must not be allowed to be desecrated after death.

But Yuqiansi ignored him and pointed to Mingjing: "Mingjing, when did you go out today, what did you do, who can prove it?"

Ming Jing is one of the four novice monks brought by Ji Kong. He used to do some close work. How could he run errands today?
When Ming Jing heard his name, he trembled all over, and then said weakly: "Return to the words of the master of the jade hall. This morning, little monk. About."

His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

A little novice behind him reminded in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ming Jing."

It is the young monk of Yinlong Temple who is responsible for receiving pilgrims at the gate.

Only then did Ming Jing let out an "oh" and continued: "It's not long after the hour. The Zen master said that he would recite sutras for an old man for three days from today, and he would not be able to leave the Zen room. So he asked me to buy some cheap tea. Come."

In the memories that have gradually become a system, Ding Jing seems to have found some support, and his words have become more and more fluent, explaining where he will go and who he met.

This is Jikong's habit.

He saves good tea, which is always only for visitors.If I drink it myself, I always go to the market to buy the cheapest loose tea.

Hearing this, Yaoguang pointed to a man with a sharp mouth, and Wuyawei went out to find the relevant person according to Mingjing's words.

Yuqiansi then slowly said to Zhiyin: "Master presider, all the dead bodies in this courtyard reveal what the wicked have done. If you don't check the dead body, how can you explain it to thousands of believers outside?"

"Your Majesty, you don't need to use this to prevaricate the old monk. Since you have entered my Yinlong Temple, you should respect my Buddhist rules and not touch their corpses, so that they can't find the door to rebirth after death. What's more, Master Yu is wearing a hand-held It is already disrespectful for a warrior with a sharp weapon to break into the pure place of my Buddhism. I will not pursue this matter for the time being because you have known Zen Venerable for many years and are devoted to finding the murderer for him."

Dasheng advocates Buddhism, so the place of Buddhism is originally outside the world of mortals.Since the beginning of Dasheng's founding, there have been such unwritten rules.Soldiers do not enter Buddhism.

Even death row prisoners with heinous crimes, if they have the ability to enter the monastery and are willing to convert to my Buddha, people from the government will not be allowed to enter the chasing*.

Yaoguang's ability to successfully bring people in this time is also a blessing to Boyi.He dispatched the monks at the gate of the temple to find the host in advance, so that they could come in as they wished before everyone came back to their senses.

Yuqian snorted lightly: "People of Buddhism, do you still care about these extraneous things? Or is it that the master host doesn't want to find the murderer at all?"

"Amitabha, Lord Yu. This move is not intended to make things difficult for the old monk. It's just that the world is full of mouths and eyes. Can Lord Yu justify it? Can it be concealed? This is a Buddhist rule. I hope Lord Yu understands."

Seeing that she was still unwilling to let go, Boyi hurriedly made peace in the middle.

Just at this time, the previous Wu Yawei reported: "My lord! The Jinwu Guardian newspaper outside the temple gate has searched all places, but no trace of the suspected murderer has been found."

"The subordinates have also checked one by one, and what Ming Jing said is consistent. He went out at every moment, and then passed by Qingcaoji. He stopped for a cup of tea, turned right into Chaming Lane, bought loose tea, and met several people. The familiar tea merchants chatted for a while, and returned to the gate of the temple before burning incense."

Yinlong Temple is full of incense, and many pilgrims gather around it, and even small traders gather here to do some small business.

Jikong likes tea, and Mingjing is the little monk he brought from the south, so everyone is familiar with him.Most of the people around Yinlong Temple were familiar faces, and no one would misread them.

It is not difficult to use this time to commit a crime, but the witnesses have corroborated each other, which is what makes the testimony impeccable.

From this point of view, Der Spiegel did not have time to commit crimes.

But since this is the case, the talents in this temple are even more suspicious.

But how could the murderer disappear from the world after all the hard work?But Ji Kong broke off a flower in the early morning and asked someone to give it to him, and also entrusted someone who was not in his own Zen garden.

Did he do it on purpose?Or unintentional?If it was intentional, could it be that he sensed some danger and came to remind himself?

But with so many opportunities just now, why didn't he say who the murderer was?
It's like...he's so out of this world that he doesn't care about it.Or, he already knew who the murderer was, but deliberately concealed it, unwilling to tell himself.

Yaoguang had already dealt with everything, wrapped up the suspected murder weapon in the meditation room properly, stood behind Yu Qiansi and said: "My lord, everything is in order."

　Thank you for the recommendation ticket for a meat bun without meat!

　　There has always been a saying in ancient times that this prisoner will not be held accountable when he enters Buddhism.In fact, at the beginning, I wanted to write it like what was said in "Notre Dame de Paris", that is, if you step into it, you will be blessed and cannot be caught. It is used to reflect the grandeur of Buddhism at that time, but after thinking about it, it feels a bit absolute, and I can't pass the logic. Hahaha , it still follows the ancient Chinese saying.

　　


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