Chapter 332: The Story of the Monk.

It is not very difficult to investigate these monks, everyone investigates separately, and after a stick of incense, the investigation is clear.

At this time, it was getting late, and many pilgrims had gone back to their rooms to rest, and although the monks had never left, they were all sitting on the ground chanting, and the autumn wind blew their clothes, which could almost wrap their bodies.

In the Buddhist hall, the lights are flickering, and the face of the old monk is flickering and darkening, giving people a sense of coldness.

Bao Zheng was not afraid of anything, he invited everyone to sit down, and said, "Let's talk about the results of the investigation." ”

Yin Wuneng investigated the senior brother Wu Neng, he cleared his throat and said: "Wu Neng is a monk halfway, but he was a monk very early, so the relationship with this old monk is very good, about the old monk's things, he knows a lot of Tao, I asked him about the old monk, he said that his master was a monk when he was twenty years old, and the next ten years were all around, ten years later, he returned and became the abbot of the Three Buddha Temple, and now he has been the abbot for more than 20 years, Wu Neng said, when his master was the abbot, he entered the door, since then, The old monks rarely went out. ”

After Yin Wuyi finished speaking, everyone could faintly hear something from these words, but if you think about what important clues are in this sentence, it is difficult to understand.

Subsequently, Wen Meng said something about Wujing.

"Wujing is also a halfway monk, he was a robber who blocked the way, and then he met the old monk, and he was influenced by him to become a monk, he didn't know much about the old monk, only said that he was very good, but I think, this Wujing is very suspicious, he is short-tempered, the easiest to do suddenly, and he was a robber before, and the bad root is difficult to change."

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, feeling that what Wen Meng said was very reasonable.

Hua Wan'er investigates the little novice Goku.

"Little Shami Wukong I have investigated clearly, he has come to the temple since he was a child, I heard that one morning, the monk who swept the floor opened the temple door, and found that there was a baby who was abandoned at the door crying, he took the baby back, the little monk Wukong is very smart, and the old monk is deeply loved, so the old monk passed a lot of things to him, if he is older, the abbot's position, I am afraid it will be passed on to him."

Regarding what Hua Wan'er said, everyone nodded to show that they understood, and then what Hua Lang said about the third junior brother Gohan.

"This fat monk is very interesting, he came here to be a monk, just because he ate too much, and his family couldn't support him, so he came here to eat mixed rice, for the scriptures or something, he learned seriously, but he always didn't remember very clearly, but the more he ate, the more he ate, and finally his popularity was good, so everyone didn't say anything, he didn't know much about the old monk, and he just said that he was very good, and he was willing to accept him as an apprentice."

Now that the four of them have finished speaking, they have a deeper understanding of the old monk and his four disciples, but after knowing these things, can they know who is the murderer?

Bao Zheng pondered for a moment, looked at Hua Lang and asked, "Brother Hua, do you know who the murderer is?" ”

Hua Lang shook his head and said, "I don't know for the time being, but I suddenly understood the principle of the secret room." ”

"Do you know how the murderer made the secret room?" Everyone asked with some exclamation.

Hanalang nodded: "That's right. ”

"And how did the murderer create the secret room?"

Hua Lang smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "The secret room was not caused by the murderer, but by the old monk himself. ”

This sentence puzzled everyone, how could the old monk build a secret room by himself, could it be that Hualang thought that the old monk killed himself?

Everyone wanted Hua Lang to explain more, but Hua Lang just smiled and didn't say anything, and his eyes kept staring at the dark night outside, as if he wanted to see the inspiration to solve the case from the dark night.

There was a little star in the night, but it was too small to illuminate the whole night sky.

The cold wind blew again, and the flowers were a little shivering, and the white cloth on the old monk's body was almost flying.

Time passed minute by minute, and those monks had already gone back to rest, and since Hua Lang had no way to figure out who the murderer was, they couldn't wait all the time.

At midnight, the moon broke through the thick clouds to reveal a corner, and when you looked up, you could faintly see the slowly drifting clouds, as well as the cold air on the moon.

I don't know when, it danced.

The white fog shrouded the entire Three Buddhas Temple, which was full of ancient charm, Bao Zheng and Wen Meng were drowsy, but Hua Lang still looked at the night outside, his eyes were motionless, and even made people wonder if he was still asleep.

Bao Zheng took a nap, his dark head suddenly fell, he woke up suddenly, and saw Hua Lang sitting there motionless, he was somewhat puzzled, and wanted to call him, but at this time, Hua Lang suddenly stood up from the chair and shouted excitedly: "I know what I said, I finally understand." ”

Everyone was awakened by Hua Lang's voice, and they all quickly stood up, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know who is the murderer?" ”

Hua Lang nodded: "That's right, a place that we have overlooked, if we thought about it earlier, we wouldn't have to stay up all night here." ”

"Then why did the murderer want to kill the old monk?"

Hua Lang shook his head: "I don't know what to do, but this needs to be told by the murderer." ”

Hearing Hua Lang's words, everyone was a little disappointed, if they didn't even know the murderer's motive for killing, how could they catch the murderer, and how could they be sure that that person was the murderer?

can see Hua Lang's confident expression, everyone is faintly infected, after all, Hua Lang has never let them down.

At this time, Bao Zheng asked: "How are Brother Hua going to find out the murderer?" ”

Hua Lang smiled faintly and said, "Let him come out by himself." ”

Everyone looked at Hua Lang and felt that he was too confident tonight, the murderer had killed someone, how could he stand up by himself?

The wind whistled, the bell of the Three Buddhas Temple was rung in the middle of the night, all the monks woke up from their sleep, and then hurried to the Buddha Hall, a few monks because they were in too much hurry, and their clothes were a little untidy.

The smog in the night was very large, and everyone rushed to run to the Buddha Hall, inevitably colliding with each other, so the quarrel lasted for a long time, and when the lights of the Buddha Hall illuminated the road, they slowed down.

The Buddhist hall is not small, and many monks come here every night to chant scriptures and do evening classes, and tonight, there are also many monks here.

The four brothers, Wu Neng, Wu Jing, Wu Han and Wu Kong, came to the Buddha hall and knelt down for their master first, and then they got up and looked at Bao Zheng and Hua Lang and asked, "A few donors called us, could it be that they found the murderer of my master?" ”

Hua Lang smiled faintly and nodded slightly: "Exactly!" ”