Chapter 645: Cremation of the corpse.

After Abbot Roman finished speaking, Ye Xing's heart was somewhat shaken, because if a person was murdered, how could he still put his hands together?

But Ye Xing felt that nothing in this world was impossible, just like murder in a closed room, it was absolutely impossible, but when the modus operandi was discovered, you would feel that there was nothing advanced in murder in a closed room.

When everything is explained, killing people in the secret room is also very simple, he just used a blindfold to confuse everyone's eyes.

It's just that now Abbot Roman has always believed that An Jiaji is dead, and Ye Xing and the others have no way to go in to investigate, so this matter has to be stopped.

At this time, Roman saw that Ye Xing had nothing to ask, so he hurriedly said, "I still have to be busy, so I won't accompany you." ”

Ye Xing nodded slightly, and then led Hua Zhimeng and the others out of the backyard.

After leaving the backyard, Hua Zhimeng smiled: "Do you really think that An Jiaji was murdered, will you be too sensitive, it is very common for a monk to pass away!" ”

Ye Xing shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Maybe, but I always feel a little suspicious, how could a fifty-three-year-old person suddenly die, if only he could go in and take a look at the corpse!" ”

"Now we can't even get in, let alone look at the corpses." Di Xiaojie muttered a little unhappily.

But at this time, Ye Xing smiled slightly: "It's not impossible, this evening, aren't they going to cremate An Jiaji's body, I think they shouldn't be cremated in the backyard, the cremation of the body can be made public, and we can still take a look before the body is cremated." ”

It was only past noon, and they had to wait a long time until dusk, so they had to wander around the monastery boringly.

And when they were wandering around, they suddenly noticed that the little novice Aman, who had asked Roman to see Anjiaji today, seemed to be a little unhappy, so they greeted him and asked, "The little master seems to be very unhappy, what's wrong with you?" ”

That Aman was less than twenty years old, and he was quite handsome, and when he saw that it was Ye Xing and the others, he was not afraid, but just said with a sad face: "Uncle An Jiaji is dead, I am sad!" ”

Seeing this, Ye Xing asked with some curiosity: "Didn't you monks say that the four major ones are empty, and death and life have long been put aside, how can you still be sad?" ”

Aman wiped his eyes and shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, I'm just grateful and sad." ”

Ye Xing patted Aman's shoulder, which was considered comforting, and then asked, "When you went to knock on the door and call An Jiaji, was the door locked?" ”

Aman glanced up at Ye Xing, he didn't understand what Ye Xing meant by asking this question, but he still nodded and replied: "That's right, Uncle An Jiaji said that he wanted me to call him to copy the scriptures at that time, but when I went to call him, the door was locked, no matter how I shouted, there was no response inside, I was a little scared, so I hurriedly went to find the master, and the master saw that it was the same, so he found someone to knock the door open." ”

What this Aman said is the same as what Roman said, it seems that there will be no falsehood, but An Jiaji wants to copy the scriptures at that time, how can he sit in the room with his hands folded, does he already feel that his limit is approaching?

But Ye Xing never believed in these statements, how could a person know when he would die, if so, wouldn't it be too terrible, just like a person who knows everything about himself, he will feel that he has no meaning in life, he knows what kind of ordeal he will suffer in his life, and even die.

"You seem to have a good relationship with your Uncle An Jiaji!" Ye Xing tried to know more from Aman's mouth.

Aman nodded: "I grew up in the Mountain Buddha Temple since I was a child, and Uncle An Jiaji is kind to me, and I have any delicious food." ”

"So, your Uncle An Jiaji has been in the Mountain Buddha Temple for a long time?" Ye Xing asked with some curiosity.

But Aman shook his head: "It's not as long as me, maybe more than ten years, he was already a monk when he came, and he is commensurate with my master as a senior brother, so Uncle An Jiaji's reputation is very high." ”

After Ye Xing listened to Aman's words, he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

After saying these words, Aman left in a hurry.

Ye Xing and the others waited for a long time in the Mountain Buddha Temple, until the evening, at this time, a group of monks carried An Jiaji's body to the front of the Mountain Buddha Temple, and placed some dry firewood in front of the Mountain Buddha Temple for cremation of the body, and those monks and pilgrims came to surround An Jiaji's body.

Just before the cremation, Ye Xing came to Roman and said: "When we first came to your temple, before we had time to place the monk Anjiaji, he passed away, I have always had a wish, that is, to be able to see the face of the monk Anjiaji, I don't know if it is possible?" ”

This request is not too much, so Ye Xing believes that Roman will not refuse, not to mention that they have donated so many things to the entire Mountain Buddha Temple, if they do not agree to this small request, it will make Ye Xing and the others feel sad.

But fortunately, Roman agreed to Ye Xing's request.

After Roman agreed, Ye Xing came to An Jiaji's corpse, and after Ye Xing carefully examined it, he turned around and came to Roman with his hands folded, and said Amitabha Buddha, and then said nothing.

Roman saw that Ye Xing had visited An Jiaji's corpse, so he gave an order to the two little novices to cremate An Jiaji's body, and the fire burned in front of the Mountain Buddha Temple, and no one dared to step forward within three feet of heat.

Hua Zhi dreamed that An Jiaji's body was really burned, and he was very anxious, didn't Ye Xing suspect that An Jiaji was murdered, and now that the body was about to be destroyed, why didn't he say a word!

"Hey, the corpse is almost burned, and you can't investigate even if you want to!" Hua Zhimeng said to Ye Xing angrily.

Ye Xing wasn't angry, he just shrugged helplessly: "I can't help it, Roman doesn't believe me at all, I just don't let him cremate the body, it's useless, anyway, I've already seen the body, and it doesn't matter if it's cremated." ”

Hua Zhimeng heard Ye Xing say this, and hurriedly asked, "Since you have seen the corpse, have you found anything and how did An Jiaji die?" ”

Ye Xing whispered to Hua Zhimeng's ear: "I have already checked, An Jiaji's lips are purple, it should have been poisoned, but the people here don't seem to be able to see that this is a sign of poisoning, so they cremated the body so hastily." ”