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Wang Su, who had been kneeling on the ground this entire time, was the clearest. This was because her family, regardless of whether it was her parents or sisters, all believed in the Buddha.

"The sinners know! On the day of the Buddha's Birthday, all the monks in the temple had to participate in Dharma events or receive pilgrims. If Jiang Qingshu really went to the Dazhi Temple, there would definitely be a monk who would see it! " Wang Su said quickly.

Wang Hai and the other bailiffs were suddenly enlightened.

However, Jin Weiwei shook her head and said, "That's true, but that's not what I want to say."

Everyone looked at her again.

"The Dazhi Temple has requested for Guan Yin to become famous, so very few people know about it. Every year on the day of the Buddha's Day, the Dazhi Temple will use the best locust forest, cinnabar, and buddhist charms to carve on the palms of every visitor …" Jin Weiwei walked to Jiang Qingshu's side as she spoke.

Jiang Qingshou's pupils dilated. He understood Jin Weiwei's true purpose now, so he clenched his fists tightly.

Jin Weiwei looked at him coldly, then suddenly grabbed his fist and broke it open. She was born with extraordinary strength, so it didn't take much effort for her to break it open.

Raising her voice, Jin Weiwei shouted loudly, "But everyone, please look. His palm has nothing!"

Wang Hai walked down to Jin Weiwei's side. When he looked at Jiang Qingshu again, his face was already gloomy.

"Jiang Qingshou, what else do you have to say?" Wang Hai asked.

Jiang Qingshu was so anxious that he almost went crazy. He wanted to shout and argue, but his mouth was blocked by a handkerchief. He could only let out a stammering sound.

A bailiff took the words out of his mouth.

Jiang Qingshu quickly shouted, "Sire, I did go to the Heaven's Enlightenment Temple to clear my mind. The one on my hand had a Buddhist title drawn on it. It's just that I washed it off when I returned!"

It was just cinnabar. Although it was not easy to wash it off, it was not impossible. Wang Hai muttered to himself.

However, Jin Weiwei suddenly laughed. Her laughter was crisp and clear, and her entire person was lively and lively like a flower that had just bloomed.

This bell-like laughter baffled everyone. They didn't know what was going on with her.

"Jin girl, what are you laughing about?" Wang Hai asked in bewilderment. This case had come to a dead end again. What was there to be happy about?

"Of course I'm going to laugh …" Jin Weiwei's breathing became unstable from laughing. She took a deep breath and revealed the final mystery: "Because …" What I said before was all false! "

Ah!" The crowd burst into an uproar.

Jin Weiwei continued, "The Great Enlightenment Temple only needs to hold Buddha's Birthday every year. It does hold Buddha's Birthday and events, but it doesn't have the tradition of drawing Buddhist names on the hands of pilgrims."

So it was like this!

"I was wondering! "My mother believes in Buddha. Why have I never heard her mention drawing buddhist names on her hands?" Not long ago, he mentioned that he saw his mother decorating the Buddhist shrine.

He had truly been tricked by this little girl! Wang Hai laughed involuntarily.

"Jiang Qingshou, what else do you have to say?" Jin Weiwei stared at Jiang Qingshu, disdain and arrogance filling the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Qingshu was so agitated that he lost all of his rationality. He tried to defend himself, "My lord, I was wrong. There was no monk in the temple who used to paint the buddhist charms on my hands!"

To openly change his words, and even to the court, was Wang Hai treating him as a fool? Or did he think that he, Wang Hai, was just a county magistrate who could be casually toyed with?

Wang Hai looked at Jiang Qingshu angrily.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she said, "Look at this, what did I say just now? Jiang Qingshu is a complete fool, without a doubt. Otherwise, why would you believe me when I say something like that?"

When everyone heard this, they were once again stunned. Following that, they began to guess in a low voice: "Miss Jin, could it be that what you said just now was the truth?"

"Could it be that on the Buddha's Day, the Dazhi Temple was drawing Buddhist names on the hands of pilgrims?"

Jin Weiwei didn't answer, but looked at Jiang Qingshu with a faint smile.

Wang Hai already knew the answer even without Jin Weiwei's answer. It didn't matter whether or not the Dazhi Temple was in the hands of every pilgrim. What mattered was that Jiang Qingshu had fallen into a trap.

Jin Weiwei walked in a circle around Jiang Qingshu and whispered into his ear, "My good second uncle, what do you think?" Is the Temple of Great Consciousness going to paint Buddhist names on Buddha's Day? "

Jiang Qing Shou's face was ashen, and his lips were trembling.

Not long after, a bailiff and a thin middle-aged monk dressed in monastic robes stood outside the door of the court.

"Milord, Master Kong has invited us." The bailiff cupped his fists and said.

Wang Hai looked at Jiang Qingshu, who was trembling. His eyes were filled with disgust. He flung his sleeves and sat back down. "Then, let Master Kong give us the final answer."

"Empty!" Wang Hai looked at the bald monk and shouted seriously.

He then walked into the court with his hands clasped together and calmly said, "This humble one is here!"

"I ask you, will the Dazhi Temple on the Day of Buddha be in the hands of any pilgrims who come to enjoy the incense and use vermilion sand to paint their Buddhist names?" Wang Hai asked.

With half-lowered eyes and a solemn expression on his face, he said, "Indeed!"

"Impossible!" After the empty words left his mouth, Jiang Qingshou seemed to have gone insane as he pounced forward, "I, Jiang Qing Shou have lived in Lishui County for over 40 years, why have I never heard of this person?"

He stood there quietly, his figure as loose as a pine tree. He raised his head, and with a calm expression, he said, "Benefactor, I never use my words against an outsider!"

Jiang Qingshu was still unwilling to give up as he continued to roar, "You and that slut are in cahoots! You two have teamed up to deceive me! I will show you! "

"Shut up!" "Jiang Qingshu, are you still stubborn?!"

Wang Hai was extremely detestable for him for still not admitting his mistake and not repenting even at this stage. With a darkened face, he picked up the wood in his hand and beat it with "pa pa".

After waking up Jiang Qing Shou, he realized that he had lost control of himself and knelt down while trembling. He shouted, "My lord, I have been wronged! "My ancestors were good people for three generations, how could I …"

That's right! The three generations of ancestors were good people, but the future generations were a bastard! Jin Weiwei thought silently.

"Shut up, you still have the face to mention your own ancestors!?" You have wasted the name of your ancestors! " Wang Hai was truly disgusted. He angrily shouted, "Block that mouth of his for me!"

The bailiffs had long since disliked Jiang Qingshu, yet he dared to roar at him like a beast. They could not wait to step forward and stuff a cloth into his mouth.

A sour taste filled his mouth, and Jiang Qingshu reached out to grab it. The next second, he was pressed to the ground by the bailiff.

"Woo woo!" He rolled his eyes in pain.