Chapter 128

"Yes." Ran Yan said.

This word a, even Xiao Song are silent, secretly check a corpse is OK, how to persuade Jinghui to undress for inspection?

In the Tang Dynasty, although the status of monks and nuns was not so high, they were always outsiders. If they were not handled properly, the whole Buddhism might fight back.

Buddhism is the national religion of the Sui Dynasty. Since the establishment of Li and Tang Dynasties, Buddhism has been advocating Taoism and suppressing Buddhism. Buddhism certainly has accumulated resentment. However, the dead camel is bigger than the horse. There are a large number of believers in Buddhism among the people, including the older generation of some aristocratic families. Now, no one dares to trample on the dignity of Buddhism.

Ran Yan thought about it for a while, but also knew that it was impossible to carry out a living body test on Jinghui easily.

"I want to see the crime scene." Ran Yan said.

This case, which ran Yan participated in intermittently, did not carry out on-the-spot investigation. Some information was obtained through Yu Bohao and Liu pinrang, so some things were very vague.

Xiao song called for a yamen servant. After explaining the matter, he said to ran Yan, "let's go. I'll go with you."

"Ask Jinghui to come along." If she is a murderer, ran Yan does not believe that she can always disguise without any flaws. Since the murderer's psychology is distorted, ran Yan feels that as long as she is stimulated to a certain point, she can't be self-sustaining, otherwise she won't be unable to control the killing again and again.

Xiao Song didn't object. He ordered six soldiers to go. He and ran Yan took people to the broken temple first.

Liu Qingsong is directly regarded as the air by the two people, staring at Xiao Song giving orders one by one, and then leaves with ran Yan side by side.

There are several hillsides behind Yuncong temple. The carriage can't go, so they have to walk there on foot.

Two people hold an umbrella together, step on the thick accumulated leaves in the forest, not urgent and slow forward. It would have been a walk, if not for two brigades of armored soldiers.

The mist in the forest gradually dispersed, and the sunlight came in through the forest. Xiao Song is dressed in dark purple clothes, tall and straight, ran Yan is also dark purple satin, graceful and elegant. In the red maple forest, under the yellow old oil paper umbrella, the two people's backs look like a painting.

Through a half slope of maple trees, walk about two minutes to see the broken temple.

"How can there be a temple here?" Ran Yan looked around and found no villages or farmers except those who were guarded by official clothes. Seeing that the ruined temple was not particularly deserted, how could it be built here?

Xiao Song took up his umbrella and said, "less than a mile from here, there were more than 20 families of the original Lin family. Later, some of the Lin's lineage became prominent and moved away 20 years ago."

The temple has only the main hall and two side rooms on the left and right sides. There are no buildings around except the woods. Ran Yan walked into the main hall and found that it was very clean. There were a lot of dust in the corner. However, the main hall is very narrow, and a Guan Gong statue stands on the edge of the wall opposite the main gate, which is similar to Xiao Song's height.

The painting on the statue has been peeled off, the right hand is hanging in the air, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and the part of the knife on it has been lost.

"I think the killer is very clean." This scene gives ran Yan a feeling that the killer not only loves to be clean, but also has reached the level of cleanliness.

Everything here doesn't seem to have been cleaned up temporarily to clear the evidence, but it has always been so clean, and there is even a breath left by some people here. It's a very subtle feeling, but most people can feel that there is a subtle difference between a room where someone lives and a room that is empty, even if they are cleaned clean.

Ran Yan first looked around roughly, and finally his eyes stayed on the three legged censer which had been very eye-catching.

"Could the third corpse's stomach come from this censer?" Ran Yan murmured.

Xiao Song stood on several sides with negative hands and looked at her with a smile in the corner of his eyes. He said, "it may have been filled with incense dust, but it seems that it is rarely used."

Ran Yan opened the censer cover, took out the incense ash, put it in the nose and sniffed, his face changed slightly, and said, "there is something strange in this."

"Liu Qingsong says it's the fragrance. It's an aphrodisiac fragrance Xiao Song said.

Two people are talking, the door light is dark, but Jinghui has arrived.

"Amitabha Buddha." Jinghui put his hands together, and saluted Xiao Song and ran Yan, "I don't know what's the matter with me?"

Xiao Song nodded slightly and said, "abbess, don't be too polite. I want to ask you something about abbess Jingyuan. "

As soon as Jinghui enters the room, ran Yan is paying attention to her reaction. There is no flaw in her gentle and plain face. She seems to be a nun who does not ask about the world.

"I will know everything I know." Jinghui road.

"Xiao Langjun, I want to have a few words with abbess Jinghui in private. I don't know..." Ran Yan suddenly interrupts their conversation and looks at Xiao Song calmly.

Xiao Song has some hesitation in his heart. He always suspects that Jinghui is the murderer. How can he put ran Yan alone with her? However, when she turned her mind, she already understood ran Yan's meaning. She immediately looked at Jinghui. There seemed to be a faint smile and tenderness in her eyes. However, she deliberately let Jinghui see clearly, "please take care of her."With Xiao Song's departure, ran Yan tugged at his sleeve and tried to be more tender. "It's hard to talk about things. Please don't blame me..."

Jinghui thought of Xiao Song's expression and ran Yan's appearance. He thought he understood their relationship and said, "benefactor ran, please tell me something."

Ran Yan quickly organized the language and said, "you have been in yingmei'an for many years. Should you know about master Huaiyin?"

Jinghui is shocked. Unexpectedly, ran Yan mentions Huaiyin, but he recovers quickly. He calms his voice and says, "I met master Huaiyin once, but after becoming a monk, he has always lived in seclusion and often travels around, so I know little about it."

Her words clearly have the meaning of defending against Huaiyin. Ran Yan turns her words, but she doesn't ask about the case. "You may have heard that I have a good friendship with Qi's liuniang. She is in love with master Huaiyin, so she asked me to inquire about it..."

Ran Yan once heard that Qi liuniang would occasionally come to Huaiyin to find Huaiyin, which must not be concealed from Jinghui. Qi liuniang, who is also 17 years old, has never married her husband, which undoubtedly increases the credibility of Ran Yan's words. But people familiar with the Qi family all know that they regard Qi liuniang as the bright moon in the sky. In the future, they want to be matched with a high-ranking and powerful person. Where do they put it in their eyes.

Ran Yan noticed that as soon as she said this, Jinghui's hand shaking slightly with the Buddha's beads. The blue veins on her forehead were a little raised. Although it was only a slight change, she had hardened her mild expression. "Master Huaiyin is an eminent monk, I'm afraid it's hopeless to return to the secular world."

"Yes When I went back, I really had to persuade her. Not only that, I heard from Liu Zhishi a few days ago that I found a blood stained man's dress in this ruined temple. I heard that master Huaiyin had once worshipped illusory Kong's mother. I'm afraid Well, if it is, the way of life is really chilling. " Ran Yan observed Jinghui as she spoke. Seeing that she was more and more out of control, ran Yan planned to give some strong information. As soon as he was ready to open his mouth, he heard the sound of bells ringing from the temple.

A sound seems more and more sad.

Whoa! Jinghui's Buddhist beads are scattered all over the ground. She is staring at the Buddha beads beating on the bluestone ground. She has not been able to return to her mind for a long time.

Ran Yan did not disturb, just looked at her quietly.

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves came. A loud and clear voice outside said, "according to the inspection, master Huaiyin is dead!"

Ran Yan's heart move, is it suicide? Or the trap of Jinghui being deceived?

"I have something else to do. Goodbye." Jinghui suddenly stood up, the surface is no longer the peace when. She tried to suppress it, but her eyes honestly showed her confusion.

Xiao Song quickly buckled the door frame, and without waiting for ran Yan to answer, he rushed in and said anxiously, "Seventeen Niang, let's go back quickly. Master Huaiyin is dead!"

After that, he told the soldiers to send Jinghui back. After he made a hasty apology, he took ran Yan and walked out.

Ran Yan did not make a sound. Based on her understanding of Xiao Song these days, not to mention Huaiyin's death, it would be the death of the emperor. He was afraid that he would not be in a hurry. However, he was so anxious that he even felt the sweat on his forehead. He sighed in his heart that this acting skill had reached a climax.

Ran Yan did not know that the sweat on Xiao Song's forehead was caused by his unconscious tension when she and Jinghui were alone in the room just now.

Out of the temple door, Xiao Song turned over and mounted his horse, reaching out his hand and saying, "mount the horse."

Ran Yan stares at him coldly, thinking of the Jinghui behind him, still silently passes the uninjured left hand out. The body suddenly a light, the whole person will be gently carried on the horse.

She sat on her side and Xiao Song held the horse's Reins with both hands, which was like holding her in his arms.

Ran Yan had a black face and a flat voice, "since there is a horse, you just let me walk?"

Walking can be a long time of contact, although riding a little closer, but after all, the time is short. Xiao Song deeply considered for a long time before he made this choice.

“……” Xiao Song Shan said with a smile, "you are really different from other ladies."

At this time, no matter whether you like each other or not, the general lady will be a little shy, ran Yan actually thought of this kind of problem.

"Huaiyin is your way to lure the enemy?" Ran Yan is dissatisfied with him.

Xiao Song felt that the person in front of him was about to break out, and even said, "I don't know about it." Then he dropped his eyes and looked at ran Yan. Seeing that she didn't believe her, he added, "really."

"Who knows whether you are true or false." Ran Yan light way.

Xiao Song felt that his impression in ran Yan's heart seemed very bad, and it was no better than sang Suiyuan. At the moment, he felt that he must spare no effort to recover it, otherwise, no more efforts could be made behind his back. "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so I won't bet on you, but there is a saying that you can see your heart after a long time."

Ran Yan in the bumpy horse, Leng for a moment, drooping his head and carefully analyzed this sentence.

Ran Yan's silence made Xiao Song feel uneasy. Until he couldn't help it, he heard her calm and said slowly with a faint cold voice, "it sounds like There seems to be some sincerity. "Xiao Song swallows back to want to say words, turn way, "you can distinguish good."

The sound of the horse's hooves, to the flat, Xiao Song will speed up the speed, the general wind through the low maple trees, causing a leaf flying.

The bell of Yuncong temple is long, and soon the chanting sound of "great sorrow mantra" comes out. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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