Blowing away the dust on it, under careful observation, Pang Xiaodou found that the bones of this dry bone showed a very obvious blue and black color, which looked a little like he died of poisoning.

At the same time, Pang Xiaodou also found that only the skull of this dry bone had disappeared.

And when Pang Xiaodou found the neck bone of this dry bone, he found an extremely smooth cut on it, which was a trace that could only be left by using a sharp weapon to vigorously cut off the neck!

"Shhh...... This makes a bit of a sense. ”

Pang Xiaodou groaned unconsciously.

Since the bones of the whole body have symptoms of poisoning, it can be said that the owner of the dry bones must have been poisoned to death before being beheaded, because once a person dies, the blood will stop flowing, and at this time, if you try to pour poison, the poison will not spread all over the body, and generally only spread to the neck, at most to the stomach.

As a result, many criminals who try to create the illusion of poisoning after killing someone usually fails, and even the most inexperienced forensic doctor knows this truth and is impossible to hide.

And if it is only for the purpose of killing, it is obvious that there is no need to decapitate the owner of the dry bones after he has been poisoned to death, unless the head of the deceased has other uses......

"Huh? What is this? ”

As he was groaning, Pang Xiaodou suddenly found a white spherical pebble the size of a glass ball under the dry bones, this small pebble actually didn't look very remarkable, but it couldn't be integrated with the irregular rubble that fell from the surrounding walls due to the collapse of the house in terms of color and shape.

Pang Xiaodou reached out and picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand.

The weight is also different, and it is much lighter than ordinary stones......

"Daddy, is there anything special about this stone?"

Seeing that Pang Xiaodou was so interested in a stone, Millet couldn't help blinking his eyes and asked strangely.

"Hmm."

Pang Xiaodou pinched it up with his index finger and thumb, with a slight force.

"Click!"

This small pebble was directly pinched in half, and through the cross-section of the fracture, you can clean the texture layer by layer, like sandstone shale, and like the annual rings of trees.

The only thing found in nature that resembles a stone with this structure is a pearl taken from the mussels.

"In the realm of Buddhism, it is called a relic."

Pang Xiaodou nodded slightly, and explained softly to millet grains, "But in the medical field, relics are actually stones, just like kidney stones and gallstones. ”

"This must be the result of accumulation, in ancient times, medicine was not developed and could not find and take out the stones, ordinary people will be unable to bear the torture of stones very early, there will be pain, bleeding, or infection and other symptoms leading to death, and the owner of this dry bone can actually let the stone grow to this extent, and finally buried in this monastery, it seems that although the owner of this dry bone has not yet attained enlightenment, he must already be a high monk."

What Pang Xiaodou said was actually only an explanation of relics in the medical field, in fact, there were speculations in the non-medical field, but he didn't talk about millet grains in detail, and there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science or medicine.

Like what:

Buddhist scriptures believe that relics are naturally felt by monks during their lifetimes due to the merits of precept and wisdom;

The folk saying is that when a person is away for a long time and the essence is full, the relics will be produced, and the longer the pure heart and few desires, the stronger the relics will be......

But there is one thing that is well recognized: monks who have reached a certain level of virtue and fame usually leave behind relics that are extremely hard and crystal clear, looking like a dazzling gem!

The four famous works of the Celestial Empire, "Journey to the West", once described such a plot: on the way of the Tang monks and apprentices to learn the scriptures, there was a sacrificial country. There is a Jinguang Temple in this country, there is a treasure bead on the pagoda in the temple, auspicious clouds are shrouded, the mist rises high, and the night shines.

In fact, the jewel enshrined in Jinguang Temple** is the relics of a high-ranking monk.

Although "Journey to the West" is actually a fiction, the relics of the enlightened monks can shine at night, but they have been circulated in the world long before the appearance of "Journey to the West", and it is not groundless.

Therefore, Pang Xiaodou said earlier that although the owner of the dry bones in front of him was a high-ranking monk, he had not attained Taoism......

"Oh, it doesn't seem like a big deal."

Millet grains only listened to the first half, and naturally didn't feel too curious, so they turned back to monitor the weird black shadow with interest.

"Huh."

Pang Xiaodou didn't waste too much time here, he immediately went into other monks' houses, in addition to checking whether there were any Ming utensils, he also carefully checked the dry bones in these straw mats.

It's a pity that none of the artifacts have been found.

However, a lot of relics were found, and among the forty-nine monks' houses, there were a total of 49 dry bones, and relics could be found under each dry bone, and some even had more than one.

In addition, these dry bones are all in the same state of death, first poisoned to death, but finally decapitated with a sharp weapon.

"All of them are eminent monks who are only one step away from attaining enlightenment, and they have died so tragically, what kind of person would be so cruel and treat these undisputed monks like this......

Seeing this situation, Pang Xiaodou also felt a little regretful in his heart.

However, this was not enough to affect his actions, seeing that the monk's house did not find the Ming weapon, Pang Xiaodou took a deep breath, took off the [gas mask], and walked quickly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion located on the west side of the temple.

And in this process, the strange black shadow still followed him step by step, and millet grains monitored him all the time, but he didn't find any abnormalities.

Therefore, Pang Xiaodou didn't pay much attention to it.

……

Inside the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

Thirteen rows of wooden shelves of the same specification were neatly arranged, and a large number of bamboo slips and cotton cloth were placed on them in an orderly manner, covered with a thick layer of dust, which looked extremely desolate and deserted.

However, these wooden shelves are not high, and they have just reached Pang Xiaodou's shoulder.

Pang Xiaodou didn't rush to look through the ancient books on these wooden shelves, but took the lead in taking a general glance in the Scripture Pavilion.

"Mingqi?"

At this glance, a shimmering object placed in the corner of the wall in the southeast corner immediately attracted his attention. [.]