On the wedding day, the husband's family was confiscated and exiled

A few people thought the same thing.

However, Dengxin was still skeptical. They were all unconscious, and only he could truly feel the ghost.

But what my brother said makes sense.

He murmured, "Yes, how can ghosts enter the Buddhist land?"

Dengzhu and others rinsed their mouths with clean water to wash away the smell of alcohol.

Suddenly, he remembered something and whispered, "Remember, go and give food to that old bald donkey. Don't let him starve to death. That's our trump card."

Deng Shen rubbed his hands and said.

"It's so cold. It snowed so early this year. I really want to hug a woman to warm myself up."

"What do you think of the Regent Princess?" Dengzhu mentioned again, "And the maids around her are also pretty."

Dengxin lowered his head and said nothing.

Dengzhu's eyes were shining, and he asked in a cowardly manner: "Brother, what if we are discovered? That's the Regent Princess."

"Have you forgotten? Didn't our uncle-master also..."

dong dong dong.

The gate rang.

Dengzhu immediately fell silent, then opened the gate, saw that the person coming was his apprentice, rolled up his sleeves, and asked, "It's Qingsong, is there anything wrong?"

"Master, Lord Wu wants to see you." Qingsong put his hand to his mouth and bent slightly.

His eyes fell on the courtyard of the Sutra Repository and he could smell alcohol from time to time, but after just a few glances, he was blocked by his master.

Dengzhu asked: "Disciple, what are you looking at?"

Qingsong said honestly: "Master, I seem to smell alcohol, but Buddhism prohibits alcohol, what is that smell?"

"I meditate with your uncles to understand life." Dengzhu put his hands together and said, "When you understand Buddhism, you will understand that this is not the taste of wine, but the suffering of all living beings."

Qingsong paused and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, disciple understands. Remember to go find Master Wu."

Deng Shen walked forward, looked at his nephew's back and laughed a few times. He shook his head and said, "You are the same. You must find a righteous disciple. He is more suitable to be the head of Qianzi Temple than any of us."

Dengzhu withdrew his gaze and motioned for them to come out. He then locked the doors of the Sutra Library.

"He is indeed a good candidate, but he didn't have a good master." His words were full of self-mockery, but there was no regret in his tone.

He straightened his clothes and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see what a real beauty is."

-

Xie Yan just came back.

He took the tea handed to him by Zhizi and sipped his lips with a look of unsatisfied feeling. "Brother, sister-in-law, I pretended to be lost and stayed in a farmer's house for a night. I asked about the Qianzi Temple indirectly, but the two old people refused to tell me. If I mentioned it again, they would kick me out.

I revealed my identity to them, and they just said that the government didn't believe me, and they only believed the abbot of Qianzi Temple, Master Yinyun."

Abbot? Master Yinyun?

Wu An said: "I heard that the abbot has been traveling for many years and no one has ever seen him. It is not easy to find him."

Shi Shuang sighed secretly, is this the result of Master Wu's late night reading? It's really good!

As expected, opportunities only come to those who are prepared. She said, "It's said to be traveling, but maybe he was forced to disappear? After all, the incident at Qianzi Temple has not happened overnight. When the abbot hears about it, he will definitely come to clean up the mess."

Wu An was shocked and said.

"So, the abbot might have been killed!?"

"Is there no abbot in the temple?" Xie Wei asked after thinking for a few seconds.

Wu An explained: "The abbot and host of the temple are both Master Yinyun, but he is not in the mansion, so Master Yinyun's nephew, a monk named Deng, Dengzhu, took over the position temporarily."

He added.

"Oh, by the way, I also heard that Master Dengzhu didn't have a very good reputation, but he passed away for no apparent reason a few years ago."

"Sitting and passing away without reason" is a good phrase.

Shi Shuang said calmly, "Isn't that just fake death? There are problems with these people. Our task now is very heavy. We need to catch the murderer, prevent any more girls from getting hurt, and find Master Yinyun and Dengzhu's master."

Xie Wei agreed and gave the order.

"Lord Wu is the official directly investigating this case. Everyone in the temple knows you. You will be in charge of this case and cover up our itinerary. Xie Yan, you will lead people to investigate the missing two people."

"Yes." Xie Yan and Wu An agreed. After Xie Yan drank another cup of tea, he gave Zhizi a reassuring smile and quietly left through the back door.

Shi Shuang finished her vegetarian meal quickly.

Her eyes fell on the figures of several people not far away. They were the people in the cellar. With a cold air flying around them, she gave instructions.

"Lord Wu, observe their words and actions carefully for a while."

Wu An remembered it in his heart. He sat aside and frowned when he saw the men approaching. Not to mention that their looks were full of commercialism and greed, why did they smell of alcohol?

He ordered the window to be opened.

"Who among you is the abbot?"

Dengzhu took a step forward, put his hand parallel to his mouth, bowed slightly and said: "Your Excellency, the abbot is out for a trip. I am the acting abbot. I was meditating on Buddhism yesterday. I am sorry for not coming to greet you. I hope your Excellency and your Excellency will forgive me."

Shi Shuang pursed his lips. It seemed that he also understood their identities.

Wu An glanced at the prince, then he said, "The abbot is familiar with Qianzi Temple. Who do you think is the murderer?"

Deng Zhu said, "I guess it was done by someone in the temple. To be skilled in administering medicine, one must know some medical skills. But then again, everyone in the temple knows some medical skills, so it's hard to say."

Wu An asked again.

"Is that so? Could it be you?"

Dengzhu paused while turning the Buddhist beads, and he said with a smile: "Master Wu is really a joker, but it is also possible. Every single person, every blade of grass and every tree in the temple is possible."

Wu An raised his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down. After the tea was served, he spoke in a gentle manner.

"The master's words are really profound. I am deeply moved. I will carefully interrogate everyone in the temple, whether they can speak or not!"

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Wu." Dengzhu offered tea.

Shi Shuang felt uncomfortable all over because the three brothers of the Deng generation had been looking at her secretly, like animals looking at their prey, with overly greedy eyes.

It's so disgusting.

She never tried to fight back, and asked directly: "Why are you staring at me? Is the Buddhism you practice materialistic?"

The three of them lowered their heads guiltily.

What women care most about is their reputation, but this girl doesn't shy away from it at all. Isn't she afraid that the prince will think she's too troublesome?

Deng Zhu slowed down, closed his eyes, and said, "You are too kind. We are monks, how can we be greedy? It's just that I noticed that something is wrong with the princess, and it seems that there is a bloody disaster."

Shi Shuang raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Bloody disaster, for example?"

"The girl's face is pale and her eyes are dark circles. She seems to be haunted by an evil spirit. If the grudge is not resolved in time, her life may be in danger and her family will be in danger." Dengzhu said seriously.

Shi Shuang almost believed it, "Is it a disaster for my mother's family?"

Seeing Deng Zhu hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded, she raised the corners of her mouth, "It doesn't matter, I have hated those people in the Shi family for a long time."