Qian Bazhi walked into the public office of the temple of Dali Temple, and first saluted Pei Lian.

Then he saluted Su Dawei.

This case was jointly investigated by Su Dawei and Dali Temple, so there is no need to avoid Dali Temple if you find it.

As for Wannian County, which originally belonged to the territory, because of Su Dawei's intervention, its sense of existence has dropped to almost nothing.

Su Dawei doesn't work in Wannian County, so he doesn't care what they think.

On the side of Wannian County, the case involving Princess Gaoyang was originally avoided for fear of being avoided.

With Su Dawei taking care of the past, he is also happy.

Otherwise, it's okay to say that the case is solved, if it can't be solved, from the county to the bad people below, I'm afraid they will all have to eat and hang.

"Eighth Master, what evidence was there yesterday?"

"I've brought them all."

Qian Bazhi's eyes flashed, then he smiled bitterly, took out the cloth bag from his body, and patted it twice: "It's all here." ”

On his face, which was full of mulberry, every wrinkle seemed to be carved out of a knife.

This is a tough man.

However, every expression on his face now seemed to be smiling bitterly.

"What do you mean?"

Su Dawei was quite surprised: "I'm asking if you found anything from these ashes?" ”

"Nope."

Qian Bazhi will only have eight fingers left in his palms, spread them on both sides, and said with a tired face: "There are a lot of ashes left in the broken head and brain, I found a few brothers to help me last night, and I struggled all night, but I didn't find anything, they were all useless ashes." ”

At this time, Su was disappointed.

"It's troublesome now, it's hard to find clues on Cui Lian's side, but Princess Gaoyang has found it today."

He simply told Qian Bazhi about the doll doll found by Nan Jiulang and Gao Dahu, which was suspected of being a witch Gu, and the doll was Gao Yang's hair.

"Originally, I thought that if there was progress on Cui Lian's side, the two would be able to conclude whether the two cases were done by the same group of people, or if there were new clues."

Su Dawei looked at the cloth bag containing the ashes in Qian Bazhi's hand, and shook his head helplessly: "I didn't expect Cui Jian to burn so cleanly, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to make new discoveries here." ”

Qian Bazhi touched the pocket on his waist, which contained his usual hidden weapon, as well as a few refreshment cigarettes.

Su Dawei saw that he looked extremely tired, and he didn't blame him much.

"In this way, Eighth Master, you go down to rest first, go back and take a few brothers, and then help me check who Cui Jian usually interacts with, and whether there are any enemies or suspicious people in his relationship."

"Okay, I'll take care of that."

Qian Bazhi nodded and agreed.

After explaining Qian Bazhi, Su Dawei turned around and made an appointment with Pei Lian, the secretary of Dali Temple, to exchange new clues, and then went out with Qian Bazhi.

"Has Jiulang returned to Chang'an County?"

"Not yet, by the way, Ami, in the morning, a monk came to Chang'an County to look for you."

"Monk?"

Su Dawei walked out with Qian Bazhi and asked strangely, "What kind of monk?" ”

"He said that he was the Shamen of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, and his Dharma name was Wu Neng."

"Goon?"

At the mention of this name, Su Dawei immediately remembered.

When I went to visit Master Xuanzang in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda of the Great Ci'en Temple, in addition to the practitioners, there was also a monk named Wu Neng.

The monk was born fat and big, and there was a sense of joy in wealth.

At that time, Su Dawei was still secretly thinking in his heart, whether this person would be the prototype of Bajie in the later "Journey to the West".

So I was quite impressed.

"Did he say what to do with me?"

"It seems to say that there is a book, which was written by all the teachers in the temple, what is it called, what is the Legend of Mercy and Grace?"

Qian Bazhi rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger.

At this age, my memory is obviously not as good as it was back then.

"Is it the legend of Master Sanzang of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple?"

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Qian Bazhi slapped his thigh with joy: "It's still Ami, you have a bright brain." ”

Su Dawei smiled bitterly and shook his head, this is his impression of the future, and it has nothing to do with the current memory.

However, when I think of this book, I think of the stolen book "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", when the mage was seriously ill, he deliberately handed over this book to himself, so that he could transfer it to the descendants of the Gaochang Wang Lu clan.

But now the book is lost in his own hands.

Let yourself face this commitment.

This Venerable Wu Neng made a special trip to find himself, and mentioned "The Biography of the Three Tibetan Masters of the Great Ci'en Temple", could it be that he wanted to give this book to himself?

Thinking of this, Su Dawei felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Then I'll go to Ci'en Temple now, and when I go, I'll go to Chang'an County to find you and Jiulang."

"Wait."

Qian Bazhi suddenly grabbed him: "There is one more thing." ”

"What?"

"Last night's pile of ashes ......"

Qian Bazhi showed a sly smile on his face: "Actually, there was a discovery." ”

"Then you ......"

Su Dawei just said two words, and immediately reacted.

Qian Bazhi did this, apparently for the sake of secrecy.

What was discovered, in front of Pei Lian, the secretary of Dali Temple, needs to be kept secret.

Qian Bazhi reached out in the cloth bag around his waist, groped for a moment, and took out a piece of paper the size of a fingernail and handed it to Su Dawei's hand.

"After looking for it all night, I found this, and there was only one word on it."

Su Dawei glanced at it and wrote a small seal.

Although there are traces of smoke and fire, you can still see it, and the handwriting is extremely beautiful.

It's a "zhi" word.

"This word ......"

Su Dawei looked at it over and over again: "What can you see in this word, why didn't you say it just now?" ”

"I can't see anything in this word, but the person who wrote it...... But there is a lot of origin. ”

Qian Bazhi looked left and right, and said in a low voice.

Su Dawei's heart moved, and then he looked at the word "zhi" on the piece of paper the size of a fingernail in his hand.

Looking up at Qian Bazhi: "How to judge the identity of the writer?" ”

"In the Yali of Chang'an County, there are official documents from the imperial court, we spent a night last night, comparing from high to low, and the result was very smooth.

Qian Bazhi rubbed the beard on his chin, and said with a smile: "Everyone's handwriting has unique characteristics, just like this word, you see that when it ends, it has twists and turns, and it also has a swallowtail shape, this handwriting is only available in Zhongshu Ling." ”

"Li Yifu."

Su Dawei muttered.

His palm quietly held the small piece of paper tightly.

"But just based on Li Yiye's 'zhi' character, it can't be said that he has anything to do with Cui Lian's case."

"I know this, so I didn't say it in front of Dali Siqing just now."

Qian Bazhi reached out and patted Su Dawei's shoulder: "Anyway, this evidence is handed over to you, and the rest, what do you say I should do." ”

"Eighth Master is hard."

Su Dawei knew that in one night, the work of clearing out the embers in the ashes, finding this small piece of paper, and comparing the results of the words must be very amazing.

Qian Bazhi is indeed risking his life to help Su Dawei.

Thinking of this, he was a little moved and stretched out his fist and slapped Qian Bazhi on the shoulder: "I'll go to Master Ci'en first to meet Master Wuneng, and we'll talk when I come back." ”

"Okay."

Not in time.

It is roughly equivalent to three o'clock in the afternoon in the afterlife.

The afternoon sun shines on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, a golden splendor.

When Su Dawei stepped into the Temple of Mercy and Grace, he was in a trance for a moment.

He remembers coming here all those years ago.

At that time, Lu Huineng also came here together.

At that time, in addition to the practitioners, Master Xuanzang was also surrounded by Ming Chongyan, as well as Helan Minzhi, who came here for treatment.

But later Su Dawei was ordered to conquer the Western Turks and left Chang'an.

Later, Master Xuanzang also moved out of the Great Ci'en Temple and went to other temples to translate the scriptures.

Su Dawei never came here again.

It's been years.

Now when I walk into the house, it feels like it was just yesterday.

The ringing of the bells of the ancient temple.

When the monk took Su Dawei around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Su Dawei couldn't help but look at it twice.

This tower was the field of Master Xuanzang's translation of scriptures.

It is also a place that carries Su Dawei's memory of Xuanzang.

I feel it in my heart, but I put away these emotions very well on my face.

Soon came to a side hall, and the monk stood in front of the hall and shouted: "Senior Brother Wuneng, Master Su Shi is here." ”

Su Dawei followed the voice and glanced at the hall, this hall is dedicated to Maitreya Buddha.

It is said that when the Buddha died, he said that five hundred years later, when a new Buddha was born, it would be Maitreya Buddha.

In Sanskrit, this Buddha's name is Ayita, also known as powerlessness.

It is the Buddha of the future.

Just when Su Dawei looked at the Buddha statue in the hall, the pot-bellied Wu Neng walked out of the hall.

His body shape and demeanor are seven points similar to that of Maitreya offered in the temple.

The same smile is lovely, and the face is full of red light.

As soon as I walked, the flesh of my whole body rose and fell like waves.

Su Dawei smiled and said, "I haven't seen the mage for a few years, and the mage's cultivation has improved again." ”

Wu Neng was stunned at first, then grabbed a circle of fat on his belly with both hands, and laughed: "I have been diligent, and the fat on the little monk has also been refined." ”

The mage laughed.

Su Dawei hugged his fists and saluted: "I heard from the brother in the county government before, the mage has looked for me, I don't know what happened?" ”

"Come in and talk about it."

Gono stretched out his hand and motioned for him to enter the temple.

He also said to the monk who knew the guest: "Give Su Langjun good tea." ”

"Yes."

The corners of Su Dawei's mouth moved slightly, revealing a smile.

He knew that in this courtyard, the hospitality is also very particular, for example, ordinary guests, the monks in the temple will say Amitabha.

If it is a more important guest, it is common to say "serve tea".

If you meet a more valuable guest, you will say "serve good tea".

Wu Neng's small sentence shows that he attaches great importance to Su Dawei.

The two of them walked into the temple one after the other.

The light in the hall was not as good as outside, and it was slightly dim.

Sunlight filters in through the cracks in the windows.

On the bluestone-paved floor, light and shadow are dappled.

A few rays of the slanting sun reflected on the belly of the Maitreya Buddha statue in front, leaving a trail of light and shadow.

Where the sun shines in the air, there are faint dust flying.

Throughout the hall, the atmosphere is peaceful.

The smoke of cigarettes gives people a sense of tranquility and solemnity.

Wu Neng glanced back, saw that the guest monk had walked away, and stretched out his hand to Su Dawei to signal: "Since Su Langjun is here, you might as well worship Maitreya." ”

"Mage, I'm more faithful."

"But I lost my word."

Wu Neng clasped his hands together and did not mention the matter again.

Instead, he changed his words and said: "I went to the county to find you this time, and it was also Master Xuanzang's entrustment." ”

"Master Xuanzang's entrustment?"

"Yes, at that time, a few of our brothers sorted out the words of the master on weekdays, hoping to write a book, but it was not completed until the master passed away, and it was not completed until recently, and we named it "The Biography of the Three Tibetan Masters of the Tang Dynasty Dacien Temple".

After a pause, Wu Neng clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "We have copied several copies of the book, and one of them is to be handed over to you." ”

"The mage said leave it to me?"

Su Dawei was a little puzzled and asked, "After giving me this book, do I need to transfer it to anyone?" ”

"This is not needed, Master Fa's preface makes it clear that this book is a gift to you."

"I'm ashamed, how can Master Xuanzang be like this."

Su Dawei was busy clasping his fists and saluting Wu Neng.

In fact, it is to thank Xuanzang, who has long since passed away.