My wife is not a demon

The law enforcement elder couldn't help frowning.

Although this Yuan Ru was a bit stupefied, he never lied. Since he said he saw it, it meant that Chen Mu was indeed suspected of stealing the fruit.

"Chen Butou, can you explain why you are going to the back mountain?"

asked the law enforcement elder.

Chen Mu nodded and smiled and said, "No problem, but take me to your abbot first, because I have something to say that is very unfavorable to your Hanwu Temple."

Very unfavorable thing?

The law enforcement elder narrowed his eyes, stared at Chen Mu for a few seconds and then nodded slightly: "Okay, I will take you to see the senior brother."

……

Came to the small house where the abbot lived.

Chen Mu met this well-known abbot of Hanwu Temple in Qingyu County and even its neighbors—Master Wuhui.

Abbot Wuhui looked very old, with a slightly bent back.

At first glance, it was just a very ordinary old monk, dressed in Sangha, without any cultivation.

But when you really get close to him, there is a feeling of spring breeze.

It seems that in front of him, you can pour out all the sins deep in your heart, expecting to be purified and repented.

"Chen Mu pays homage to Master."

Facing this prestigious abbot, Chen Mu didn't dare to be too rude, and saluted respectfully.

There was an old smell in the quiet room.

Due to the long-term infestation of sandalwood, it quietly exudes a strong and dry Zen atmosphere.

The wrinkles on the old monk's face slowly unfolded, and his cloudy but wise eyes looked at Chen Mu: "There are dragons and phoenixes among people, but Chen Butou has lived up to Master Gao's praise."

Um?The county magistrate blows me up in front of this old monk?

Chen Mu smiled and said modestly: "Don't dare, it's just a small headhunter, to share the worries of the adults and solve the problems of the people."

"Brother..."

The law enforcement elder walked up to the abbot and told the story in a low voice.

On the other side of the Zen chair, holding a rosary and sitting like a Bodhisattva, Xue Caiqing looked at Chen Mu in surprise, and Heng Jue, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Out of curiosity, she walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Smelling the mixed aroma of sandalwood and body fragrance on the woman's body, Chen Mu did not hide it, shrugged and said:

"I went to Houshan to investigate the case, and was mistaken for a thief who stole fruit. That guy took me to the Law Enforcement Hall to teach me a lesson, but I didn't expect my small universe to explode, just like the brainless male lead in Shuangwen. Taught him a lesson."

"Investigate the case?" Xue Caiqing's beautiful eyes were strange, "What case are you investigating in Hanwu Temple?"

"Rain girl has no melons." Chen Mu said an old stalk that was once played to the point of throwing up.

Xue Caiqing rolled her beautiful eyes and gave him a blank look: "You really can cause trouble wherever you go."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chen Mu raised wide and sparse brows.

So thick skinned!

Xue Caiqing shook her head helplessly.

Abbot Wuhui learned about the process from the law enforcement elder. Instead of questioning Chen Mu first, he looked at Da Zhiming Yuanru:

"Yuanru, did you witness Chen Butou stealing the soul-cleaning fruit from my temple?"

"Returning to the host, the disciple has indeed seen it with his own eyes."

"Okay, I believe you."

Abbot Wuhui smiled and nodded.

Hearing the abbot's words, Hengjue, who was still uneasy at first, showed joy on his face, pointed at Chen Mu and reprimanded: "Abbot, according to the rules of my monastery, anyone who steals and steals will be punished! It's only natural for me to punish him, but He injured me and Yuan Ru junior brother, he is really arrogant..."

Abbot Wuhui just quietly listened to him venting his anger without opening his mouth.

After Hengjue finished speaking, he asked softly, "Then let me ask you, do you believe in Yuanru?"

Heng Jue was taken aback for a moment, wondering what the abbot meant by asking this question.

After hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Disciple...disciple believes in Yuan Ru."

The tone seemed a little uncertain.

Abbot Wuhui sighed softly, and looked at him with some disappointment: "You shouldn't hesitate, we all know your brother's disposition, he won't lie."

Heng Jue's face turned red, and he said sincerely: "I believe in the younger brother."

Wuhui said again: "Then let me ask you again, do you believe that Chen Butou stole the spiritual purification fruit from my temple?"

"..."

Heng Jue was a little confused, feeling that there was no difference between these two questions.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Seeing that Hengjue did not speak for a while, Abbot Wuhui clasped his hands together and sighed: "There is no love and desire more than sex, and sex is desire, and there is nothing bigger than it. It depends on one thing. If the two are the same, all people in the world will be incompetent." You are a Taoist. Hengjue...you should not be greedy for beauty, let alone have a heart of jealousy because of your greed for beauty."

Hearing the abbot's words, Heng Jue was stunned.

It turns out that the abbot knows...

He glanced at Xue Caiqing, who was sitting quietly like a lotus, kowtowed on the ground with a plop, making a 'bang bang' sound: "I know I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong! Please forgive me, abbot!"

The law enforcement elder on the side shook his head and sighed.

Obviously, Heng Jue wanted to take revenge on Chen Mu because of jealousy.

This child was quite intelligent before, but since Xue Caiqing appeared, he has lost his mind.

"You go down first."

The abbot said softly.