I'm writing a novel in Ming Ke, if you mess with me, you'll be the heroine

While following the others up the mountain, Chu Ming searched his memory.

He remembered that in this incident, the deceased was an old monk and the murderer was also a monk.

...I can't remember the rest.

Once inside the temple, the facilities inside did not look as shabby as outside.

Xiaolan looked around and raised her voice slightly, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"What do you have--" the old monk hiding behind several people spoke grimly, but before he finished his words, he looked at the elbow hovering on the side of his neck and stepped back in fear.

Chu Ming had actually heard his footsteps sneaking behind them a long time ago, but he had never pointed it out.

Instead, when he suddenly opened his mouth, he attacked suddenly and then stopped quickly, letting him experience what it felt like to be frightened.

The old monk stepped back a few steps and almost fell to the ground, and Conan and the others were also frightened by his sudden words.

Chu Ming was the first to complain: "You scared us! How come you walk without making any sound?"

The old monk was so angry that his beard stood up: "You almost hit me! Are you from the newspaper or TV station interviewing me?"

Maori Kogoro looked at the old monk who was talking to himself in confusion: "No——"

"Please go back. This is not a place for worldly people like you."

After he had finally finished speaking, Maori Kogoro finally had a chance to speak: "You misunderstood. We had a flat tire and decided to come here to see if we could stay the night."

The old monk's expression softened when he heard this. He glanced at Chu Ming and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you were here to interview that incident. In this case, you can stay here. The accommodation fee includes a vegetarian meal and the cost of the tour. It's 18,000 yuan for adults and 10,000 yuan for children. It's a flat price."

"Eighteen thousand?" Chu Ming felt that something was not right. Did the old monk secretly raise the price out of resentment?

The old monk raised his head, looking like he was ready to eat them: "You can choose not to stay and walk down the mountain for six hours in the rain. On rainy nights, there may be fog dogs that specialize in eating human souls and eat you~"

Chu Ming stopped Maori Kogoro from asking anything else and readily agreed to the old monk's offer: "Okay, that's fine, we have money, let's pay together when we leave, okay?"

Yes, I will definitely burn it for him later.

The old monk showed a cunning smile: "Okay, come on, come out to receive customers, it's rare to have customers come~"

Why is this so wrong? It suddenly became vulgar.

Maori Kogoro asked: "What is the Mist Tengu you just mentioned?"

The old monk covered his mouth pretentiously: "Look at me, I said something that should not be said, and you just forgot what I just said."

Tsk tsk, the more you try to hide something, the more obvious it becomes. If you really don't want others to know, you should just keep it secret instead of hinting to others intentionally or unintentionally. I have a secret, and I'm not telling you on purpose~

Suddenly, four little monks of different heights, weights and appearances came running over from the corridor next to them.

"Oh, you're here? Let me introduce to you the four monks who practice in this temple. They are: Kuannian, the eldest brother who has practiced the longest, Tunnian who has a big appetite but is a great cook, Munian who is deft with his hands, and Xiunian who just came this year. And I am the abbot of Shanni Temple, Tianyong."

"Okay, Tun Nian and Mu Nian go prepare dinner, and the rest of you can take our distinguished guest for a walk."

Chu Ming and Conan followed behind with great interest, but Maori Kogoro was rummaging through his wallet, counting the few banknotes in it, and he was in tears.

Realizing that Maori Kogoro had fallen behind, Chu Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, uncle. You brought me out to play, so I have to pay for it anyway~"

Maori Kogoro was touched: "Great, Chu Ming boy, I was right about you. How about you become my son-in-law? Xiaolan is 16 years old, how old are you? I think you two are a good match."

Chu Ming touched his head embarrassedly: "I'm 17..."

"Oh, that's great~" Kogoro Mouri was even more surprised.

"Oh, look at that Buddha statue, it's so tall~"

Conan grabbed Chu Ming's hand and twisted him in another direction, then stared at Chu Ming where Mouri Kogoro and Xiaolan couldn't see.

The eyes are full of: What are you doing! The uncle is just talking nonsense! Why are you responding to him! Are you trying to do something you shouldn’t do? !

Chu Ming finally couldn't hold back his laughter and patted Conan's head gently: "Oh, Conan, he really looks like a piglet guarding its food~"

Conan tried to push Chu Ming's hand away but failed, and became angry like a puffer fish again.

"Ah, that's the emperor statue in the upper hall. Isn't it magnificent~" Kuan Nian put his hands together and bowed in front of the Buddha statue. "Mr. Maori's funeral can also be held here in the future."

"Ah?" Kogoro Mouri was stunned for a moment as he looked at the shocking words coming out of his mouth.

Wow, this little mouth is so sweet, she is really good at chatting.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. Please come this way next." Kuan Nian smiled and looked harmless.

Walking through the winding corridor, Conan suddenly found a locked room.

Ordinary people see a lock and think: Oh, it’s locked, I can’t leave.

Conan saw the lock and said: There must be something fishy about this matter, open it for me!

So he did what he wanted, opened the door a crack and looked inside.

But it was empty inside, there was nothing.

Kuan Nian called him several times to remind him, but Conan turned a deaf ear to him and pretended not to hear him and continued watching his own thing.

Seeing how focused he was, Maori Kogoro was a little curious, so he walked in and looked around carefully: "What is this room for, little master?"

Kuan Nian was a little scared and kept his head down without saying anything. But Xiunian came over very actively and said, "This is the room where we practiced before. I heard that monks who made mistakes would be locked up here to let them reflect on themselves."

Maori Kogoro went in and looked around: "No wonder it is built so solidly, in order to prevent people from climbing, it is also painted thickly."

Conan pointed to a wooden board on the side of the door and asked: "Why is the color of the board here the only one that's different?"

……

Under Xiu Nian's active guidance and crazy disclosure, Conan and Maori Kogoro successfully learned that a case had happened in this temple before.

Just as Xiu Nian was about to tell Maori Kogoro the details of the incident, Kuan Nian interrupted him: "Enough, Xiu Nian, that's not something you can tell a guest!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Chu Ming took out his cell phone and started checking previous reports.

However, as the time was too long, Chu Ming only found a report about Shanni Temple in the newspaper, saying that since the foggy Tengu appeared in Shanni Temple, some curious tourists have come to the temple one after another.

Chu Ming understood everything, put away his phone, and followed the others out to see the waterfall.