The Delicate Lady Coroner

Huo Weilou stood in backlight, Junyi's face was hidden in the dimness, but his eyes were particularly breathtaking. Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a moment. Seeing Huo Weilou still staring at her, he cautiously stretched out the back of his hand.

It was red, and the most serious place was a little black and swollen. Bo Ruoyou stretched out for a moment, and quickly retracted. She stood with her eyes closed, and she didn't know what Huo Wei Tower meant.

Huo Wei Lou looked like a deep pond, "What do you ask for?"

Bo Ruo faintly stunned, raised her eyes and looked at Huo Wei Tower. Her beautiful eyes were black and white, and her emotions were simply written in the bottom of her eyes. Seeing Huo Wei Tower was not a joke, she lowered her head again, "The case has not been solved yet. Do the errands well so that the case can be solved as soon as possible."

Huo Weilou's eyes were a little deep, "This idea is very good. Many people in the world are eager for quick success and quick gain, but forget that the most fundamental thing is to do things well first. You must tell the prince if the case is solved. you?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded softly, "The girl's request is not uncommon, and the girl is not sure whether Hou Ye will answer."

This made Huo Weilou a little curious, but Bo Ruoyou looked gentle and kind, but he was very sure about what she knew, but what could she ask for? He looked at her up and down for a few moments, then glanced at the cuff where she hid her hands, "Fine."

Yanbi turned around and left.

Bo Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, Huo Weilou's mind was unpredictable, and she found it hard to fight her how close to her now.

Following the Huo Wei Tower, Father Fu and Huo Qinghong were already waiting in the tea room. It was already noon, but the clear sky was dimmed with overcast clouds gathering on the horizon. Father Fu took a look outside, "No It's raining, Lord Wang and Lord Wu are going to the top of the mountain to see the pagoda, I'm afraid they won't be able to go."

Bo Ruoyou also glanced outwards. At this time, Jingming arrived with a roll of drawings, "Hou Ye, forgive me. When I drew the picture last night, I couldn't remember the arrangement of the year. I asked a few more people. The painting is a bit more detailed."

Yesterday, Huo Weilou ordered Jingming to draw a picture. Jingming originally said it was submitted last night, but he didn't expect it to be one night late.

Huo Weilou took the drawing, but didn't take any harsh words. He first asked, "Are all Buddhist classics in the temple located here?"

Jingming nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's all here."

"The Buddhist secret treasures enshrined in the temple are all recorded, but there is no record of the five-fold treasure letter in this Tibetan scripture building. Why is this?" Huo Weilou calmly stared at Jingming.

Jingming's eyebrows pulsed, and the gleams of light in his eyes flickered, and he stuttered, "Five or five treasure letters?"

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Jingming's hand holding the Buddha beads slightly clenched, "There are a lot of books in the Tibetan scripture building, and the poor monks have never ordered them. These years, ordinary disciples here have also been difficult to come in. It stands to reason that the five-fold treasure letter should also be some. It’s just a poor monk and I don’t know why it’s not..."

Huo Weilou stared at Jingming, and suddenly curled his lips coldly, "The monks don't slander, the master must seldom lie in his life, so he is quite unskilled."

Jingming's eyes drooped, and his back stiffened.

Huo Weilou sat on the main seat of the north, and a bit of icy mockery appeared in his eyes, "The master is an eminent monk with a great reputation. I don't want my reputation to be ruined by this time. Your Majesty believes in the Buddha and has some respect for the master. However, this lord is not a person who respects the Buddha. He assumes that everything is strict. What's more, this case involves two lives. If the master conceals and protects him, what face will he have in the future to see the Buddha?"

A layer of cold sweat overflowed from Jingming's forehead. His hand holding the Buddhist beads trembles, but the corners of his lips twitched, but he still couldn't say a word. Huo Weilou frowned and looked at him, but said in his mouth: "Thank you. ——"

When Jingming heard this, she folded her hands together, Xu Xu closed her eyes and read the Buddhist scriptures. Seeing his murmur, Huo Weilou said faintly: "It seems that the master is a rare avenue."

Jingming's shoulders trembled, and the murmur in his mouth suddenly stopped.

No one spoke in the room, but Jingming seemed to have a heavy shackle on his body, which caused his head to hang slightly, and his figure also squatted two points. It doesn't matter, since he concealed something, Huo Fan and Huo Jue, as clear-space apprentices, naturally knew everything.

Soon, Lei Fan became aware of it. Hearing Huo Wei Lou asked about the Tibetan Scriptures building, the two of them hesitated. He said: "The Tibetan Scriptures building has always been taken care of by a special person. The little monk has never taken care of the Tibetan Scriptures building. I don’t know about the classics."

After Lijue echoed, Huo Weilou frowned and asked: "Ten years ago, when your master had an accident, who was in charge of this Tibetan scripture building?"

Lie Fan's eyes lit up, "It's Brother Qing!"

After taking a look at Jing Ming, Liao Fan continued: "Brother Liaoqing is the apprentice of the uncle master. He was in charge of the Buddhist scriptures building back then. The Buddhist scriptures building is an important place for Buddhism. Generally, only disciples who are highly regarded will come. this."

At this point, Lifan seemed to have thought of something, "Ten years ago, not long after the Master's accident, after the Master became the host, he replaced Senior Brother Qing."

When the accident happened, his disciple was in charge of the Buddhist scriptures building, but after he became the presiding officer, he chose to replace his disciple. If there is no fault, why replace his disciple? But now when he asked about the classics, he was lying!

The atmosphere inside the house was stagnant, and there was a sudden strong wind in the yard outside. The wind was still biting in the mountains before February, and Father Fu stood in front of the window and quickly closed the window.

Huo Weilou stared at Jingming, "Qing came."

Jingming closed her eyes, and her wrinkled face was a little bit more sad than dead.

Li Qing... Bo Ruoyou had a vague face in his mind. Yesterday, Ye Fan had quarreled with a monk outside the courtyard. If she had never remembered it wrong, the monk called Qing. This person was sneaky outside the courtyard yesterday. Today is the person in charge of the Buddhist scripture building ten years ago. Is it really related to the case of the year?

Because Bo Ruoyou only saw him briefly yesterday, Bo Ruoyou didn't have a deep impression of him, but when Qing was carried by the embroidered clothes and entered the tea room with a nervous expression, Bo Ruoyou suddenly flashed a back in his heart. She couldn't help asking, "Master Qing, did you guard outside the courtyard yesterday?"

After Qing Qing had already looked nervous, his face turned pale when he heard this, and Mr. Fu immediately said, "You were the one who watched Youyou outside yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Qinghong said in surprise: "You are still monitoring her, then you must have done something wrong!"

Huo Weilou narrowed his phoenix eyes, "clear, answer."

He didn't speak very violently, but these simple four characters were pressed down like a mountain, and he glanced at Jingming, as if he was about to cry. There was no vitality on the face of Jingming withered wood. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes. , Sighed long.

"Everything has cause and effect. Let's be honest."

Hearing this, he knelt down with a "puff", "Yes...it was the little monk yesterday."

Huo Weilou's words became colder, "Why spy on her? You were in charge of the Buddhist scripture building ten years ago. Have you stolen the set of Buddhist scriptures with the five-fold treasure letters?"

He cleared his face and expressed anxious fear, "It is indeed because of something ten years ago. The little monk was terrified. This is why the benefactor came to the Buddhist scripture building. It was later discovered that the little monk ran away... ten years ago. , The Buddhist scriptures ten years ago were not theft of the little monk, but...but the little monk sold the Buddhist scriptures to people..."

After saying this, his face became ashamed, and his eyes were red. His body collapsed and he was about to cry.

Huo Weilou leaned forward, "Sold it to someone? Who did it sell to? Is there a record of a copper box lock in the Buddhist scriptures?"

Qing Qing's figure trembled, "There is indeed a record of a square lock, but the craftsmanship is complicated. The ordinary craftsman is afraid that the person who bought it is not clear... The little monk doesn't know who the buyer is, but these ancient Buddhist scriptures do not usually For lectures, most of them are placed in the deepest part of the scripture building. I don’t know how much ashes fell. That was when the little monk encountered some difficulties. Just when he needed money, a pilgrim came to the temple one day and he was very generous. After coming and going, he got in touch with the little monk. He asked for a Buddhist scripture just to pay homage to the secret treasure. The little monk knew that it violated the temple's rules..."

Lieqing lay down on the ground, glaring at him angrily, "How dare you sell the Buddhist scriptures in the temple?! No wonder the master-uncle replaced you later, it seems that the master-uncle knew about this a long time ago!"

Leo Fan glared at Jingming again, but Jingming stood stiff like a statue of a Buddha without refuting it.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Jingming, and seemed to be very guilty of Jingming, "Master didn't know at the beginning. Master trusts the little monk. It is because the little monk has the trust of the master."

Huo Weilou asked in a deep voice: "Then how did he find out later? Did someone like you buy Buddhist scriptures show up again later?"

Li Qing shook his head, "I haven't appeared before. He appeared at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference that year. Later, he took the Buddhist scriptures and came together three times. He seemed to know the situation in the villain's family... Therefore, the young man was sent to Buddhism, but the relationship between the young man is still unbroken, and the old-age mother and his three younger brothers have to be taken away. The little monk couldn't, so he took a crooked path."

"Originally, I just sold the Buddhist scriptures. The little monk thought that the Buddhist scriptures hadn't been seen for a hundred years, and it would be unconscious. But he didn't expect that the relics were stolen after the relics. At that time, Uncle Jingkong did not think of the Buddhist scriptures at first. , And the remaining adults followed up but found nothing. One day, he suddenly remembered this Buddhist scripture, so he asked the little monk if anyone had borrowed it before, and asked the little monk to take out the Buddhist scripture."

He choked, "The little monk couldn't get it out, so he explained the matter to his uncle. I thought he was going to be furious, but he didn't expect that he didn't punish the little monk. The little monk should not act rashly. He also said that he would discuss with a few adults to see if he could track down the person who bought the Buddhist scriptures, but he didn't expect..."

After Qing Qing's words broke, his face showed a bit of horror, "Unexpectedly, the next day, Uncle Master disappeared."

"At that time, the little monk was extremely scared, because the uncle would disappear without any reason, and he could not have stolen the relics. The little monk was too scared and was seen by the master. After repeated questioning by the master, the little monk told everything. At that time, Shifu disappeared bizarrely and the relic was lost. Everyone in the temple was in danger. Master followed a few adults and started to trace the disappearance of Shishu. But after two days, he found several adults and no one mentioned it. Buddhist scriptures."

He raised his head, and the panic in his eyes was still unresolved, "Master suspected that the disappearance of Uncle Master was related to the exposure of the Buddhist scriptures. He was also scared at the moment. He ordered the little monks to follow every day and added a lot of monks around the Buddhist scripture building. I'm afraid that even the little monk was in an accident. At that time, several adults and sons wandered in the temple for a month. After January, they left the temple because they found no results."

Having said all this, he cleared his eyes and said with tears: "Over the years, the little monk has always felt that one day there will be an incident. But seeing the day go by, almost ten years have passed, and he thinks that this incident will be met. Buried forever. Some people say that the uncle took away the relics for the sake of the Tao. The little monk only thought if it was true. The uncle took away the relics and cultivated the Buddha somewhere to gain the Tao. So, the little monk. If you feel ashamed, you will lose one point."

"In the past ten years, the little monk has not been a superintendent monk. He practiced hard every day, only asking for forgiveness from the Buddha until... Until that day when the bones fell out of the statue of the Venerable, the little monk knew that the Buddha would not forgive the little monk. Karma, there will be retribution in the end."

This matter has been suppressed in Qing's heart for ten years, and today it is said that, although all the actions of that day have been exposed, but his heart is lightened by two points.

Liao Fan gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect that before the disappearance of Master, there would be such a thing. You did such a violation. If Master did not immediately expose you in front of others, he was compassionate towards you. But you know that there is something weird about Master’s disappearance, but you can hide it for ten years. You..."

Li Qing lay on the ground and cried silently, "Shi Shugui is the host, and the good ones can disappear strangely. I...I'm just a little servant monk, I'm afraid, I'm afraid... Master said he wants to find it. Several adults discussed it, but... But a few adults didn’t even mention this matter afterwards. Did they not want to investigate the matter together? Or for other reasons... The little monk didn’t understand, but knew that somebody didn’t want it. In the past few years, the little monk has been ashamed and condemned, and he is always afraid that people who buy the Buddhist scriptures will come back to murder the little monk. His heart is like a raging fire every day, and it is extremely difficult. Today, all the causes and effects are revealed. Any punishment, the little monk is willing to accept... "

Seeing Qingyan's sorrow, although he hated him for inaction, he didn't know how to scold him, but Huo Weilou couldn't take care of his regrets, so he only picked the key points and asked: "Do you still remember to ask you to buy it? The appearance of the people of the Buddhist scriptures?"

Leo Qing raised her head with tears in her face, "Remember, the little monk remembers, the little monk will never forget it for a lifetime."

That person's appearance is a nightmare of Qing Qing, and he is tortured day by day, how can he forget it?

Huo Weilou immediately said: "Take the drawing paper and draw the appearance you remember. In addition to the appearance, does this person have other characteristics? Clothing, accent, surrounding followers, etc., all you can think of. Come on."

I wiped my face off, and started painting with the table in the tea room. I have been practicing in the temple for many years. In addition to practicing Buddha, there are other subjects in the temple. The drawing was approximate, but when he drew this face, it was just a very ordinary middle-aged man, without any special features.

Li Qing said again: "The appearance is plain, but the clothes are quite luxurious, and the money is very generous when adding the sesame oil. He came to the temple every time without any entourage, even when he took the Buddhist scriptures that day, he also came in person. The accent... the accent seems to be a northern accent, but the silver ticket to the little monk was issued by the local ticket number."

Although it is impossible to conclude that the private purchase of Buddhist scriptures is related to the loss of relics, the Buddhist scriptures record copper boxes and square locks. The most weird thing is that the master Jingkong only learned about it and then the accident happened. The matter has nothing to do with the theft of the relics, but it is a bit unreasonable.

After Qing had violated the temple rules, and had done nothing after Jingkong's accident, Jingming was even more sheltering the disciples. Seeing these two masters and disciples, Huo Weilou did not hesitate to take care of them strictly.

When the two left, Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou, "If you hadn't been here for two days, I'm afraid this matter would not be revealed."

There are so many books in the Buddhist scripture building. Who knows that a Buddhist scripture that will not be taken out for several years has disappeared? That is, Bo Ruoyou found a needle in a haystack, but she got it out.

Bo Ruoyou naturally did not dare to take credit, but he did not expect to have this unexpected gain, so he said: "Master Jingkong said that he would discuss with several adults, namely Wang, Yue, Wu, and Feng, but then he was murdered. Death, and several adults never mention Buddhist scriptures, so you can imagine why the murderer harmed Master Jingkong."

The death of Jingkong is quite strange, and the murderer's tactics are cruel. If it is said that someone is found to be a scapegoat for theft of the relic, why must it be Jingkong? Now that the Qing Dao's previous affairs have come out, everyone also understands the murderer's motives.

"King Kong went to discuss with a few adults, but most of them were not looking for them together. He first looked for one of them, but by accident he found someone involved in the theft of the relics, so he was murdered. After his death, This person didn't mention the matter, and when he saw Qingwei again, he was afraid to say nothing, so he pressed the matter down."

Huo Weilou said so, Huo Qinghong frowned and said, "Then why didn't you murder Qing?"

Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes, "This matter is a clear fault. He was afraid and wanted to conceal the secret sale of Buddhist scriptures. How could he take the initiative to bring it up? And most of that person saw his temperament, and he expected him. I didn't dare to speak out by myself, and I didn't want to cause a bigger disturbance, so I never did it."

Father Fu sighed, "After Jingkong was killed, others said that he took the relic to escape privately, but there happened to be a scapegoat. If anyone else died in an unfavorable life, the matter would be exposed again."

After a pause, Fu Gong justified: "It's just that, who did Jingkong look for first?"

Huo Weilou looked at the door guarding the two and felt the two of them, "Do you still remember, who of the few adults your master had the best friendship with? Under normal circumstances, he was the first one to look for. A person of great trust."

Liao Fan frowned, "Master concentrates on cultivating Buddhism. He does not like to associate with dignitaries like some hosts. If you have to say anything, it is Master Feng. Master Feng is the prefect of Luozhou and comes to the monastery the most times. He is also a person to worship Buddha. Every time he came, he had to let the master solve his doubts. Unless otherwise, at that time, Master Wu from the Ministry of Rites was the first to come for the relic ceremony, and Master spent a few days with him."

"Feng Lun was still the chief officer of the case at the time." Huo Weilou finished speaking, frowning: "But this time, Feng Lun is dead. If the two cases were the same murderer, then Feng Lun was not the one who was looking for the case, but if there are two Murderer, why did Feng Lun die this time?"

He tapped his fingertips on the arm of the chair twice. At this moment, he heard a crackling sound, but he saw that it was really raining outside. At the end of winter, the sound of rain accompanied by thunder sounded, quite a bit frightening. Human power.

The thunder disrupted Huo Wei Tower’s thoughts, and Huo Wei Tower made Fan Hejue retreat first. The rain became sparse at first, and then became denser, and the momentum became more and more ear-sounding. Bo Ruoyou listened to the thunders and subconsciously moved forward. Two steps back.

Seeing her like this, Huo Weilou raised his brow slightly, and he beckoned, "Come here—"

Bo Ruoyouben stood by the window and walked towards him when he saw it. He was sitting in the north, quite far away from the window, and somehow, the closer she got to the Huowei Building, the more at ease she felt, as if the Huowei Building. Even the sky thunder can calm down in general.

"Master Hou?"

Huo Weilou looked at her, "What do you think?"

Bo Ruo thought for a while, "If the master went to Master Feng for the first time, the murderer would probably ask how many people Master Jingkong had told. At that time, most of the people would also be killed even Master Feng. Master Feng was the first to find the murderer. This time Master Feng was murdered, perhaps because there were some clues that pointed to the murderer. Master Feng remembered it after many years, and was perceived by the murderer.

"The Buddhist scriptures are the Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Buddhas, that is, they were bought in February, and the Relic Ceremony was in the early summer of that year. If the person stealing the relics planned early, the middle three months of work would be enough to prepare the key to the square lock." After a pause, Huo Weilou got up and unfolded the drawing that Jingming had brought. "But even if they had the key, how did they steal the relic?"

It can be seen from the drawing that it was drawn with some thought. The courtyard in front of the Daxiong Palace is very detailed. In addition to the main sacrificial ceremonial platform, the positions of the military officials below the ceremonial platform are also quite marked by Qing Xi. The above, it can be seen like this, but there is no abnormal place, and the things used are all common things in the sacrificial ceremonies.

Huo Weilou took a look and said, "Go and call the three of Yue Mingquan."

The embroidered clothes ambassadors went out. Soon, Yue Mingquan and the three of them arrived, all of them came under umbrellas, but for some reason, Wang Qingfu and Wu Yu's hair was still wet. When they entered the door, Huo Weilou frowned. , Wu Yu had to smile bitterly: "Six only went to the top of the mountain to see the pagoda. It rained on the road, Xiaguan and Brother Wang were getting wet, and he was rude to Lord Hou."

Huo Weilou was noncommittal, and only clicked on the drawings, "Come over and point to the drawings and talk about the events of the original ceremony. No matter the details, you can't omit them."

Then the three of them came forward, starting from Wu Yu, one by one about the process of that day's ceremony, and after the three of them finished speaking in turn, each had their own supplements, but they all told the day's ceremony from beginning to end. At this time, it was raining outside. Stopped.

"It also rained that day, only half an hour?"

Wu Yu nodded: "Yes, only half an hour, the rest of us avoided in the hall, and no one left too far."

Huo Weilou pondered for a while, but the mystery still remained unsolved. Seeing that the hour was not early, he ordered the three of them to retreat and took the drawings to the temple. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the temple, an embroidered clothes agent came out and said: " Lord Hou, the things from the capital have arrived, and they are on the left side."

Huo Weilou's condensed eyes loosened, he had already walked to the door, but turned around to look at Bo Ruoyou who was about to enter his wing, "You come in."

Bo Ruoyou was stunned, but Father Fu didn't know what he thought of, his eyes lighted up, "Youyou, go quickly--"

Father Fu looked at something good when she entered, but looked suspiciously thin. She followed Huo Wei Building into the left compartment and saw a sandalwood box placed on the table. Huo Wei Building took a seat and opened the box. He glanced at it and said, "Come here."

Bo Ruoyou's station is far away, and now he is a little closer, but he is still five or six steps away from Huowei Tower. Huo Weilou frowned, "Come to Benhou—"

Bo Ruoyou approached and stood still two steps away from him.

Huo Weilou opened the box and took out two golden embroidered handguards, "Give you."

Bo Ruoyou took it in a daze. He looked at the object in his hand and was a little dazed for a while. The tentacles of this handguard were cold, woven with very fine copper wire and embroidered with a golden totem. Bo Ruoyou couldn't see for a while. What kind of birds and beasts, and there are copper buckles on them, not like ordinary things.

Seeing her stunned look, Huo Weilou thought she didn't know how to wear it. He leaned in impatiently, squeezed Bo Ruoyou's wrist and dragged her forward, then he couldn't help but take back the guard and open the brass buckle. ,"hand--"

Bo Ruoyou looked dazed, and only raised his hand at the command of the order. Then, the extremely strange scene almost scared Bo Ruoyou to escape from the door-Huo Weilou even put the handguard on her by himself. !