The Delicate Lady Coroner

As soon as the morning light was shining, Bo Ruoyou found that something was wrong with Huo Wei Building today. He looked at her inexplicably dark, as if she had done something that made him dissatisfied.

Bo Ruo condensed his eyes and bowed intently, but Huo Weilou did not answer. He still looked at her with that dark gaze for a while, and then suddenly got up and walked out, "Come with Benhou."

Everyone had eaten the fast food, and Huowei Tower went straight to the back mountain. Master Jingming was the presiding officer of the temple. Today, he sent a steward monk with the name of Hui to follow Huowei Tower.

Master Jingming is over half a hundred years old and he is close to his sixtieth birthday, and the "le" character ranks after the "Jing" character, and he is the second-highest generation in the temple. disciple.

"Master is not in good health. In the past few years, he has devoted himself to cultivating the Buddha. He has not been very involved in everything in the temple. Usually, it is a small monk and a few seniors who are in charge of the temple's chores." Li Hui is slightly fat, with a smile on her face. Some sense of kindness.

The crowd went all the way to the west along the path in the temple, passing through a quiet Buddhist hall, and then passing a bamboo forest. They arrived at the west gate of Famen Temple. Hui pointed to the path outside the gate, "Go out and follow the road to the back. After a detour, you will reach the back mountain. There is a purple bamboo forest in the back mountain. Among the bamboo forests are inscriptions and small pagodas from the previous dynasty. Above the inscriptions are all Buddhist scriptures, which are quite precious. , Metropolis detours and then descends to the foot of the mountain and then returns."

After Hui said, he went out and led the way.

Qixia Mountain is not high, and Famen Temple occupies almost the entire Qixia Mountain. Its main Buddhist temple extends from the middle of the mountain all the way up to the Changming Pagoda on the top of the mountain. It can be accessed from the west and east gates of the temple. Detour to the back mountain.

Due to the warmer weather in recent days, the remaining snow has melted, but there is still a lot of chill in the mid-mountain forest in the early morning. Bo Ruoyou followed behind Huo Wei Building and subconsciously gathered his cloak. Soon, the purple bamboo forest arrived.

The bluestone mountain road extends to the purple bamboo forest. You can see the small pagodas along the road along the road. Inside the purple bamboo forest, there are more stone tablets and pagodas. Some pagodas previously enshrined joss sticks, and the forest can be faintly smelled. The scent of sandalwood.

Liaohui pointed to the direction of the true north, "There are many trails in the bamboo forest, the westernmost and easternmost side, there are roads to the mountain, and the north is Wanfo Cliff." At this point, Liaohui's expression condensed," Master Feng fell from the vicinity of Wanfo Cliff that day."

Huo Weilou did not hesitate, and walked directly to the Wanfo Cliff that Hui said.

Walking along the main road in the forest to the north, I quickly saw that the bamboo forest was divided into two, and at the end appeared a pavilion facing the cliff. The pillars and the eaves of the gallery are quite complicated with carved flowers. On the top of the Grey Waxie Mountain, there is a beautiful resting place inside.

Lehui pointed to the railing: "Standing here, you can’t see it. You can only see it when you reach the foot of the mountain. Under this pavilion is a very flat broken wall. When facing forward, the craftsman carved out There are nearly a hundred statues of Buddha, which is why the name of Ten Thousand Buddha Cliffs came into being. After more than a hundred years, most of the Buddha statues were eroded by the wind, and now only a dozen Buddha statues can be seen under the mountain."

"This place is outside the temple, and it can be regarded as a scene of Qixia Mountain. Therefore, every year in the spring and summer season, there are more tourists and many people come here. However, it is very likely to be dangerous when facing the cliffs. Therefore, this mountain The railings on the outside of the pavilion have been reinforced many times in the temple. If there is nothing to appreciate the scenery here, but if you go out of the forest, you may also fall."

Huo Weilou's gaze swept around, and he stepped forward to pat the fence outside the pavilion. The fence was indeed strong, so he moved slightly and turned to the bamboo forest on the left. The pavilion was a viewing platform, and the bamboo forests on both sides were still They are separated by fences, but if people enter from a bamboo forest, there is no railing on the edge of the bamboo forest.

Huo Weilou stepped on the muddy ground covered with dead branches and leaves in the forest, Bo Ruoyou followed behind, then walked and leaned over to look at the dirt on the ground, and quickly said, "Master Hou, the dirt here, and Master Feng's shoes The mud stains on the shoes are exactly the same."

Huo Weilou said: "That was Feng Lun who was here before his death."

However, in the night five days ago, after many days, it was difficult to find a trace in the forest. Huo Weilou ordered people to look around, and he walked to the edge of the bamboo forest. Looking down, it was indeed the same as Hui said. Although it is not a straight cliff going down here, it is also a very steep high slope. Falling from here is either dead or injured.

The embroiderers dispersed everywhere in the forest, Bo Ruoyou stepped forward, glanced down, and frowned, "If Master Feng falls from here, there should be some bruises on his body, so Master Feng should do it. It fell straight from the pavilion."

She leaned forward and looked under the cliff. Seeing that her foot was about to step on the edge, Huo Weilou couldn't help but raise her hand to hold her arm, and then pulled her inward, "Be careful!"

He spoke sternly, and Bo Ruoyou looked up inexplicably, and found that there seemed to be an evil fire in Huo Wei Tower today. She took a step back in a hurry, thinking that she was fine last night, but she really didn't know where she provoke him.

"Minnu...Go to the mountain pavilion again."

Bo Ruoyou is the best policy, but Huo Weilou's gaze seems to be stuck on her, and she has to stare out of a hole, until she leaves the bamboo forest and enters the pavilion, the feeling of compulsion disappears.

Bo Ruoyou is completely puzzled, what's wrong?

Depressing suspicious thoughts, Bo Ruoyou began to look carefully at the fence. The fences were all hardwood, with wide and narrow palms and red paint on them. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a moment, turned and leaned on the fence, turned sideways, and leaned down. On top of it, the frowning brows spread a little after taking such measurements.

Huo Weilou came out of the forest, "What are you doing?"

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, "I found several hidden bruises on Master Feng last night, especially on his back waist." She leaned on the railing, as if she was Feng Lun, "Master Feng is only more stature than the people. The female was half an inch tall, her waist injury coincided with the height of the railing, the bruise was bruised, and there was a lot of bleeding under the skin. There was also a bruise on the abdomen in front of me, but it was shallow—"

As he said, Bo Ruoyou raised his right arm, "This time Master Feng has bruises on his right arm and shoulders, especially the injuries on his arms have more finger marks. Most of them are left by struggling with others—"

Suddenly, Bo Ruoyou frowned slightly, as if there were too many scars. It was a little difficult for her to reproduce how Feng Lun had argued with others. At this moment, Huo Weilou stepped forward and said, "Where is the injury on the shoulder?"

Bo Ruoyou recalled for a moment, "On the left shoulder, the position of the left shoulder against the neck, it is very obvious..."

Huo Weilou's phoenix squinted his eyes, suddenly stepped closer, and asked, "Where is the scar on his right hand?"

Bo Ruoyou pointed to his right forearm, "close to the wrist."

Huo Weilou nodded, and the next moment, he grabbed Bo Ruoyou's right forearm.

"Don't be afraid."

He first comforted him, and then, with his force and lightness, instantly cut her right arm back behind him, and she also changed from leaning on the fence with her back to lying on the fence.

Huo Weilou placed a hand on her left shoulder near her neck, "But here?"

Bo Ruoyou was suddenly shocked when he moved his hand. When he realized what he was doing, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her right hand was clipped back, and Huo Weilou pressed her hand on her shoulder again. Without exerting any force, she has already made her unable to move. Once the strength is exerted, Feng Lun is already old and naturally there is no way to fight back!

She didn't understand martial arts, so she didn't understand it clearly, but Huo Weilou understood it all at once.

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up, "It's here, it turns out to be like this, and it's in line with the wounds on Master Feng's body—"

Huo Weilou held her thin forearm, which was as thin as a tender lotus root in one hand, and landed on her thin shoulders and neck with the other hand. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He wore a black jade finger and his thumb slipped past her neckline. The delicate skin on the side, her skin is as delicate as porcelain, and she is touched by the cold of the forest at the moment, but she feels very hot when she touches it in the Huowei Building.

Huo Weilou's fingertips numb, and Bo Ruoyou let go in the next moment.

Bo Ruoyou didn't realize it, she asked in confusion, "But what is the murder weapon?"

Bo Ruoyou didn’t feel that Huo Weilou’s behavior was rude. She turned around and said seriously, “Master Feng’s death was caused by the fragmentation of the back of the skull. Percussion is not the same. Skull fractures can be divided into dents and fractures around the center, and there are also dents and fractures around them, and there are only internal bone fractures. Master Feng is the second type. The weapon that wounds him is some kind of small blunt weapon. —"

Bo Ruoyou searched on the ground, but most of the forest was brown and fertile soil. He saw one or two stones by chance, and they were also sharp stones, and Feng Lun was traumatized on the top of his skull without any sharp cuts. Place.

"Is it some kind of weapon?" Huo Weilou asked suddenly.

Bo Ruoyou didn't understand weapons, "Weapons and civilian women only know swords, spears and halberds, but these weapons have many blades, even if they attack the head, the wound left should not be like this..."

"It's not that there are no weapons without blades. They are like razor blades. They have no blades, and their lethality is amazing. In addition, there are also common weapons in the land of Buddhism." After a pause, Huo Wei said in the corridor: "Monk in the temple, Sticks are often used as weapons."

The murderer killed someone with a stick?

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up slightly, but she shook her head soon, "Master Feng went out alone that night, and the murderer is unlikely to come with a stick, whether he is following him or having an appointment with him. And the murderer had a dispute with Feng Dasheng before. If the murderer is carrying a club, why bother with Master Feng instead of directly using the club."

Bo Ruoyou pondered for a moment, "So the people think that most of the murderers were taken from the spot, or they were things that could be carried around and were not easy to be noticed, such as seals, jade and other small objects." He twisted his eyebrows, "But although these small objects are hard, they are unlikely to kill—"

With a few words of Bo Ruoyou, Huo Weilou fully understood the appearance of the murderer’s injury. It was impossible to infer from ordinary weapons. At this moment, Father Fu and a few embroidered clothing agents came from the bamboo forest to the east. He sighed: "Master Hou, faint, this forest is also very common. The stone road leads everywhere, and the pagoda and the inscription are not unusual."

Huo Weilou frowned, and his gaze swept across the forest to the east. At this moment, his phoenix eyes were narrow.

He saw the fence on the east side. The pavilion was empty on all sides, with only the top of the pillars as the main body. Although the lean on the north side was in the style of a beautiful woman, the east side was separated from the bamboo forest, but there was a row of vermilion lacquer search stick railings. Xun Zhang, Wangzhu, Huaban, and ground furnishings were all normal, but the lotus petals on the Wangzhu attracted Huo Weilou's attention.

In Buddhist sacred places, most of the carving patterns are Buddha lotus. The lotus petal head above the observatory is considered to be unusual. The wood carving head is lifelike, like a buddha buddha lotus, and the lotus tip is as smooth as a mirror.

The fatal injury of the deceased was in the back of the head. I usually think that it was the murderer holding the murder weapon to murder the deceased. But if the murder weapon is immovable, the murderer ran into the deceased?

Before Huo Wei Tower walked to the observation pillar, there were six observation pillars in a row. The distance between them was no more than two feet. Huo Wei Tower looked at the fence near Linya, and soon his phoenix eyes condensed.

"The murder weapon is here."

According to Bo Ruoyou, he saw the Buddha's lotus pillar in front of the Huo Wei Building at a glance, and his expression immediately changed. When she walked to the Huo Wei Building, she saw that the wood-carved pillar in front of the Huo Wei Building was tightly connected. The ground furnishing under the pillar of observation had cracks due to disrepair for a long time. Feng Lun had seen a lot of blood. Even if the blood stains on the surface were wiped off, most of these cracks would be missed.

Huo Wei Building straightened up, "Come here, take down the fence here."

A few embroidered clothing agents came forward and used the swords they carried with them to dismantle the wooden fence. Soon, the wooden search stick and the ground blanket were separated, and once it was removed, the condensed place remained in the ground blanket and The blood in the gap between the search staff immediately appeared.

Bo Ruoyou was quite pleased, "Master Hou is wise!"

Huo Weilou glanced at her, and the shameless color between his eyebrows and eyes was missing. Father Fu stepped forward and said, "So this is the place where Master Feng was killed?"

Huo Weilou nodded, and Father Fu wondered: "What did you come here to do at night? He was still harmed by others."

Huo Weilou's eyes sank slightly, and he beckoned to Luke, "Send someone to search down the mountain again." After the command, he looked to the side of Li Hui, "Where is Feng Lun's Zen Temple?"

"Master Feng's temple is to the west, not far away from General Yue, so the little monk took Hou Ye."

Huo Weilou ordered people to take the removed fence back to the temple for physical evidence, and then went to Feng Lun where he lived. At this moment, the sun had risen to the sky, and the hour was not early. Fortunately, it took some time to determine where Feng Lun was killed. , Then why he went to Wanfoya alone that night was the top priority.

Leo Hui said that Feng Lun’s and Yue Mingquan’s meditation houses were close to each other. When they were outside Feng Lun’s meditation house, everyone could see Yue Mingquan’s current residence. Came out.

After stepping forward to salute, Yue Mingquan asked, "Master Hou, is there any progress?"

Huo Weilou said quietly: "You lived close to Feng Lun, and he left the yard that night. Did you hear anything?"

Yue Mingquan shook his head, "The lower officials are in the courtyard, unless there is a lot of movement, you can't hear it."

Huo Weilou faintly stared at him, "You said that you had a good time with Feng Lun, but when Ye Luke came, you went to see him, but you didn't even call Feng Lun together?"

Wu Yu and Wang Qingfu live close, so they often go out together. Yue Mingquan and Feng Lun are old acquaintances. If you want to go out to see Luke, there is no reason why you should not invite them when you know that Feng Lun will definitely go.

Yue Mingquan smiled bitterly when he heard the words, "This...Although I got along very well back then, I haven't seen him for many years. The lower officials are not too hot. And when he left the yard that day, he saw that the lights in the yard had gone out. Thought he was gone."

Hearing this explanation, Huo Weilou didn't comment and stepped into the temple.

The monastery in the temple is generally furnished, and Feng Lun’s personal belongings are not many. On the bookcase by the window, the two burdens are Feng Lun's personal belongings. The room is empty, and it is almost difficult to find clues.

Feng Lun is dead, and his personal belongings can be evidence, so Huo Wei Building does not hesitate. However, when you open the two bags, they are nothing more than clothing and cash tickets. Besides, the house is as clean as new, as if there is no one. Lived like.

Huo Weilou's brows wrinkled, no direct clues were found, and the case was difficult to move forward. Yue Mingquan stood and watched, also worried. Huo Weilou glanced at him and said, "Summon the disciples of Master Jingkong."

This is a case in progress. The old case has not yet been resolved, but the person involved is dead. Huo Weilou had planned Feng Lun to die in these few days. The case should be investigated first, which may be helpful to the case ten years ago. Benefit, but now, I am afraid that both parties will check together.

Leaving Feng Lun’s house, Lin Huai was waiting outside. Hearing that Huo Weilou wanted to see Master Jingkong’s disciples, he said: "Master Jingkong had only three beginner disciples in his seat, and one of them left Famen Temple five years ago. The two masters of Lujue and Lufan were in the monastery. This time, it was Master Luefan who first said that the skeleton was Master Jingkong."

Now that she mentioned the bones, Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but feel a little bit eager. Inquiry was not her strong point, and she hadn't seen the bones last night. It was time for the bones to be examined, so she took a step forward, "Hou Ye—"

After Huo Weilou's footsteps, Lin Huai and others also looked at her.

Bo Ruoyou asked, "Maybe the girls go to have a bone test?"

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes narrowed, and then he ordered: "Let Jue Hefan go to the mortuary yard to the west to see Ben Hou."

When the embroidered clothes ambassador responded, Huo Weilou took Bo Ruoyou to the morgue's yard. Most of the ten years of bones were hard to leave clues. Bo Ruoyou's complexion was slightly condensed and he did not dare to be lighthearted. The man went straight to the main hall, and as soon as he entered the door, Bo Ruoyou walked to the coffin.

The skeleton covering the white bones had been lifted by Huo Weilou, so Bo Ruoyou saw the human-shaped skeleton at a glance.

This is the skeleton of an adult man. Because of the age, the flesh and skin has faded into a layer of light gray wax and attached to the white bones. The person who placed the bones used his mind. According to the human shape, it almost closely connected the skeleton. However, Bo Ruoyou only glanced at it, and his expression changed, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Huo Weilou stared at him, "What's the matter?"

Bo Ruoyou didn't speak for the time being, but leaned over to check the bones. Soon, she straightened up and said, "This deceased...was put into the statue of Venerable Golden Body after being dismembered."

Fu Gong just stood in front of the statue of the golden body, and when he heard this, he subconsciously stepped aside two steps, as if there was still a corpse hidden in it, Huo Weilou's eyes were dark, "have been dismembered?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Hou Ye Shanwu, I want to see that there is no obvious fracture in this human bone. This is because the murderer's veins and joints are very common, just like the leg bones here. When the murderer dismembered the corpse, he didn't roughly cut off the shin bone. Rather, it starts from the joints, which is not so laborious, and after becoming bones, it makes people look like they are naturally dead."

As if he was afraid that this statement would not be vivid enough, Bo Ruoyou said again: "It's like a butcher deboning and cutting meat. You can always find the most accurate place to cut."

Although this analogy is a bit shocking, it is simple to explain. If the deceased is really a master of Jingkong, who can treat a Buddhist monk like this?

The brutality of the murderer's tactics made Huo Weilou's eyebrows cold.

Just looking at this white bone, no one felt able to start, but Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou with dark eyes, as if he was expecting something. The next moment, Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it just takes some time."

What about the case ten years ago?

Huo Weilou's eyes showed satisfaction, "That's it for you."

Bo Ruoyou responded, and ordered the embroiderer to help her move the corpse out and place it neatly on the long case, and then began the bone examination. Seeing her concentration, Huo Weilou walked out slowly. At this time, the embroiderer arrived with two younger monks.

These two people are the disciples of Master Jingkong, who have made peace with each other.

Huo Wei Building summoned two people in the right compartment of the building.

"Who is it?"

When Huo Weilou asked, the younger monk stepped forward, "Little monk is mortal."

Leo Fan looked like he was younger than 30, with handsome eyebrows, but his expression was very serious. Huo Weilou asked, "You said that the bones are your master?"

Liao Fan said in a deep voice: "It was what the little monk said, Lord Hou, the family teacher disappeared strangely back then. At that time, the little monk felt weird, but later found no results and had to give up. Over the years, the little monk has been waiting because the teacher said However, to practice Buddhism in this life, he must practice until the day his body passes away, and his master came from Famen Temple, he will never leave Famen Temple to practice elsewhere in this life."

Huo Weilou stared at him, "Your master is obsessed with the Dharma, and the relic is missing with your master. It is said that your master is eager to practice the Dharma, and this steals the relic."

"This is nonsense." Le Fan said with excitement, "Everything is tossing and turning, and compassion is raised. Master has achieved great results in practicing Dharma. Even if he is obsessed with Dharma, he has also cultivated great compassion and great wisdom. The relic is the spiritual bone of the Buddha. Most respected by our Buddhist disciples, how can we dare to live for ourselves?"

"Master once said that if this life is rare to achieve great success, he will re-enter Buddhism in the next life. As stated in the "Yellow Glazed Light Tathagata's Original Wish Merit Sutra", he only wishes to be like colored glaze, clear inside and out, pure and unblemished, and bright. . His lifelong mission is to cultivate and promote Buddhahood, and greed is a delusion, to destroy the idea of ​​cultivation. How could the master be like this..."

Lie Fan's words were eloquent and loud, so that Bo Ruoyou, who was separated by a wall, could also hear the words of grief and indignation. Her hand movements slowed down, but with the light outside, she looked more closely at the human bones in her hand.

She was extremely focused, and only felt that the sound of the next door was constantly rising and falling, and she didn't know when, there were voices in the yard, and she didn't need to pay attention, but the next moment, the light at the door was suddenly blocked.

This forced her to raise her head.

There were two strangers at the door, one with a red shirt and black hair, with a handsome face, especially those phoenix eyes, which were two points similar to those of Huo Weilou. The other was sitting in a white shirt with light eyes, but he was sitting with thin eyes. , I saw that it was a clever seat with two wheels.

She was a little surprised, so she heard the man in the red shirt exaggerately sigh, "Wonderful! My eldest brother quietly found such a little beauty for herself..."