The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 33: Biscolor Lotus 05

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Chapter 33 Two Color Lotus 05

In the morning light, as soon as Bo Ruoyou entered the door of the upper room, he realized that something was wrong in Huo Weilou today. He looked at her with an inexplicable gloomy look, as if she had done something that dissatisfied him.

Bo Ruoyou narrowed his eyes and saluted, but Huo Weilou did not answer. He still looked at her with that dark gaze for a moment, and then suddenly stood up and walked out, "Follow me."

Everyone had finished their meal, and Huo Weilou went straight to the back mountain. Master Jingming was the abbot of the temple. Today, he sent a steward monk named Hui to follow Huo Weilou.

Master Jingming is over fifty, nearly sixty years old, and the generation with the character "LE" is ranked after the generation with the character "Jing", making him the second highest generation in the temple. This person, who has passed the age of Liaohui, is Jingming. The great disciple of the master.

"Master is in poor health. He has devoted himself to practicing Buddhism in the past few years and no longer interferes with everything in the temple. Usually, the junior monk and a few senior brothers are responsible for the chores in the temple." Liao Hui is slightly fat and often smiles on his face. I mean, there is quite a sense of benevolence and benevolence.

Everyone walked west along the path in the temple, passed through a silent Buddhist hall, and then passed through a bamboo forest before arriving at the west gate of Famen Temple. Liao Hui pointed to the path outside the door, "After exiting the door, follow this The road detours to the back, which is the back mountain. There is a purple bamboo forest in the back mountain. In the bamboo forest is an inscription and a small pagoda left from the previous dynasty. The inscriptions are all covered with Buddhist verses, which are quite precious. The disciples in the temple For morning exercises, most people would go around the back mountain and go down to the foot of the mountain and then return."

Liao Hui said as he walked out the door and led the way.

Qixia Mountain is not high, but Famen Temple occupies almost the entire Qixia Mountain. Its main Buddhist hall goes up from halfway up the mountain to the Changming Pagoda on the top of the mountain. From the west gate and east gate of the temple , you can detour to the back mountain.

Because the weather has become warmer recently, the remaining snow has melted, but there is still a lot of chill in the middle of the mountain forest in the early morning. Bo Ruoyou followed Huo Weilou and subconsciously gathered his cloak. Soon, the purple bamboo forest arrived.

The bluestone mountain road extends all the way to the purple bamboo forest. On the road, you can see small pagodas along the road. Inside the purple bamboo forest, there are more stone tablets and pagodas. Some pagodas were enshrined with incense and candles, and there is a vague sight in the forest. Smells the faint scent of sandalwood.

Liao Hui pointed to the north, "There are many trails in the bamboo forest. There are roads going down the mountain on the west and east sides. To the north is Ten Thousand Buddhas Cliff." At this point, Liao Hui's expression changed. Ning, "Master Feng probably fell from near Ten Thousand Buddhas Cliff that day."

Huo Weilou did not hesitate and walked directly to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cliff that Hui said.

Walking along the main road in the forest to the north, you soon saw that the bamboo forest was divided into two, and at the end there was a mountain pavilion facing the cliff. The mountain pavilion was built on the edge of the cliff, ten feet tall. It is square in size, with vermillion lacquered corridor columns and complicated carvings on the eaves. It rests on the top of the mountain with gray tiles and has a beautiful resting chair inside. Leaning on the railing, you can overlook the vast fields below the mountain. The closer you get, the more the mountain wind howls.

Liao Hui pointed to the railing: "You can't see it from here. You can only see it when you go to the bottom of the mountain. Under this mountain pavilion, there is a very flat broken wall. When you look forward, the craftsman is on the broken wall. Nearly a hundred Buddha statues were carved, hence the name Ten Thousand Buddhas Cliff. Later, more than a hundred years later, most of the Buddha statues were eroded by the wind. Now, only a dozen Buddha statues can be seen at the foot of the mountain."

"This place is outside the temple and can be regarded as a scenic spot in Qixia Mountain. Therefore, in spring and summer every year, there are more tourists and there are also many people coming here. However, it is close to the cliff and is very likely to be dangerous, so "The railings on the outside of this mountain pavilion have been reinforced many times in the temple. It's okay to enjoy the scenery here, but if you go from the forest, you may fall."

Huo Weilou glanced around, stepped forward and patted the fence outside the mountain pavilion. The fence was indeed strong, so his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to the bamboo forest on the left. The mountain pavilion was a viewing platform, with two sides The bamboo forest is still separated by fences, but if one enters through the bamboo forest, there are no railings at the edge of the bamboo forest.

Huo Weilou stepped on the muddy ground in the forest that was covered with dead branches and leaves. Bo Ruoyou followed him. As he walked, he leaned forward to look at the dirt on the ground. He quickly said: "Master Hou, the dirt here is as good as The mud stains on Master Feng's shoes are exactly the same."

Huo Weilou said: "That is where Feng Lun came before his death."

However, the incident happened at night five days ago. After many days, it was difficult to find any trace in the forest. Huo Weilou ordered people to look around, and he walked to the edge of the bamboo forest. When he looked down, he did agree with Hui. The same as before, although the cliff here is not a straight cliff, it is still an extremely steep slope. If you fall from here, you will either die or be injured.

The embroidered messengers dispersed to various places in the forest. Bo Ruoyou stepped forward, glanced down, frowned and said: "Master Feng, if he fell from here, there should be some scratches on his body, so Mr. Feng should have fallen straight from the mountain pavilion."

She leaned forward to look under the cliff. Seeing that her foot was about to step on the edge, Huo Weilou couldn't help but raise his hand and hold her arm, and then pulled her in, "Be careful!"

His words were stern. Bo Ruoyou raised his eyes inexplicably and found that there seemed to be an evil fire in Huo Wei Building today. She hurriedly took a step back, thinking that she was fine last night, but she really didn't know where she had provoked him.

"Folk girl...go to the mountain pavilion again."

It was best for Bao Ruoyou to leave, but Huo Weilou's eyes seemed to be glued to her, as if he wanted to stare her out of a hole. It wasn't until she left the bamboo forest and entered the mountain pavilion that she felt so compelling. Disappeared.

Bo Ruoyou was extremely confused in his heart, what happened?

Suppressing his suspicion, Bo Ruoyou began to look at the fence carefully. The fences were all made of hard wood, palm-wide and narrow, with red paint on them. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a moment, turned around and leaned on the fence, and then turned sideways. , lying on it, measuring it back and forth, the frowning eyebrows opened a little.

Huo Weilou came out of the forest, "What are you doing?"

Bo Ruoyou said hurriedly: "Last night, I found several hidden bruises on Mr. Feng's body, especially on his lower back." She leaned on the railing, as if she were Feng Lun, "Mr. Feng's body size She is only half an inch taller than the civilian girl, and her waist injury coincides with the height of the railing. The bruises and bruises, as well as a lot of bleeding under the skin, were probably caused by someone pushing against the railing and Mr. Feng struggling hard. At the same time, , Mr. Feng also has a bruise on his front and abdomen, but it is shallower——"

As he spoke, Bao Ruoyou raised his right arm, "This time, Mr. Feng's right arm and shoulder have bruises, especially the injuries on the arm, which have finger marks. Most of them were caused by struggling with others-"

Bao Ruoyou suddenly frowned slightly, as if there were too many scars. It was difficult for her to restore how Feng Lun had argued with others. At this time, Huo Weilou walked up and asked, "Where is the injury on the shoulder?"

Bao Ruoyou recalled for a moment, "On the left shoulder, the position of the left shoulder against the neck is very obvious..."

Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes, suddenly came closer, and asked, "Where is the scar on your right hand?"

Bao Ruoyou pointed to his right forearm, "Close to the wrist."

Huo Weilou nodded, and the next moment, he grabbed Bo Ruoyou's right forearm.

"Don't be afraid."

He first comforted her, and then with a light force, he instantly cut her right arm loosely behind her back, and she changed from leaning against the fence to lying on top of it.

Huo Weilou put his hand on her left shoulder near her neck, "But here?"

Bao Ruoyou was startled when he suddenly moved his hands. When she realized what he was doing, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her right hand was cut behind her back, and Huo Weilou pressed his hand on her shoulder and back again. , although she didn’t use any force, it had already made her unable to move. Once she used her strength, Feng Lun was already old and naturally had no power to fight back!

She didn't understand martial arts, so she didn't understand it clearly, but Huo Weilou understood it immediately.

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up, "This is where it is. It turns out that it is like this, and it matches the wounds on Mr. Feng's body——"

Huo Weilou held Bo Ruoyou's forearm, as slender as a tender lotus root, with one hand, and placed his other hand on her thin shoulder and neck. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his thumb wearing a black jade ring slipped across it. The delicate skin around her neckline was exposed. Her skin was as delicate as porcelain. It was covered with the coldness of the forest at the moment, but it felt very hot to the touch in Huo Wei Tower.

Huo Weilou's fingertips went numb, and he let go of Bao Ruoyou the next moment.

Bao Ruoyou didn't realize it at all, she asked doubtfully: "But what is the murder weapon?"

Since it was to push the case, Bo Ruoyou did not feel that Huo Weilou's visit was rude. She turned around and said seriously: "Master Feng's fatal injury was a fracture of the back of the skull. But this kind of fracture is not the same as ordinary ones." Being struck by a heavy object is no different. Skull fractures can be divided into dents in the center of the circle, dents and dents around the edges, and even just the inner bone plate. Mr. Feng is the second type. The murder weapon that injured him should be some kind of Small blunt instrument——"

Bo Ruoyou searched the ground, but most of the forest was brown and fertile soil. He occasionally saw one or two stones, which were also stones with sharp mouths. Feng Lun's head injury was not sharpened. Mouth cuts.

"Is it some kind of weapon?" Huo Weilou asked suddenly.

Bo Ruoyou doesn't understand weapons, "A civilian girl only knows swords, guns, swords and halberds, but most of these weapons have edges. Even if they attack the head, the wounds left should not be like this..."

"It is not that there are no weapons without blades. They are like swords and maces. They have no blades and their lethality is amazing. In addition, there are also common weapons in the land of Buddhism." After a pause, Huo Weilou said: "In the temple Warrior monks mostly use sticks as weapons."

The murderer used a stick to kill people?

Bao Ruoyou's eyes lit up slightly, but soon she shook her head, "Mr. Feng went out alone that night. Whether the murderer followed him or came with an appointment, it is unlikely that he would have brought a stick with him. Come here, and the murderer had a dispute with Mr. Feng before. If the murderer is carrying a stick, why bother to fight Mr. Feng? Why not just use the stick directly."

Bo Ruoyou pondered for a moment, "So the folk girl thought that the murderer probably used local materials, or they were hurtful objects that could be carried around and not easily noticed, such as seals, jade and other small objects." At this point. He frowned in distress, "But although these small objects are hard, they are unlikely to kill people-"

With a few words from Bo Ruoyou, Huo Weilou completely understood the appearance of the object used by the murderer to injure people. It could not be inferred from ordinary weapons. At this moment, Eunuch Fu and several embroiderers came from the bamboo forest on the east side. , Eunuch Fu sighed and said: "Master Hou, Youyou, this forest is very ordinary. The stone roads lead to everywhere, and the pagodas and inscriptions are no different."

Huo Weilou frowned and glanced towards the woods to the east. At this moment, his eyes narrowed.

He saw the fence on the east side. The pavilion here was empty on all sides, with only the pillars and eaves as the main body. Although the railing on the north side was in the style of a beauty leaning on it, on the east side, separated from the bamboo forest, there was a row of red lacquered stick railings. , I saw that there were no abnormalities in the looking staff, the viewing pillar, the Chinese panels, and the ground burden. Only the lotus petal head on the viewing pillar attracted Huo Weilou's attention.

In Buddhist holy places, most of the carving patterns are Buddha lotuses. It is unusual for the lotus petals to appear on the pillars here. The wooden carved heads are lifelike, like a graceful Buddha lotus in bud, and the tip of the lotus is as smooth as a mirror. .

The fatal injury to the deceased was at the back of the head. Normally, thinking about it, I would think that the murderer was holding the murder weapon to murder the deceased. But if the murder weapon was immovable, what if it was the murderer who hit the deceased?

Huo Weilou walked to the lookout post. There were six lookout posts in a row, no more than two feet apart. Huo Weilou looked towards the fence near the cliff. Soon, his eyes narrowed.

"The murder weapon is here."

Hearing the sound, Bo Ruoyou saw the Buddha lotus pillar in front of Huo Weilou, and her expression immediately changed. When she walked to Huo Weilou, she saw that although the wooden pillar in front of Huo Weilou was It was a perfect fit, but the ground under the Hope Pillar had cracks due to disrepair over time. Feng Lun had seen a lot of blood. Even if the blood stains on the surface were wiped away, most of the cracks would be missing.

Huo Weilou straightened up and said, "Someone, please dismantle the fence here."

A few embroiderers came forward and used the swords they carried to dismantle the wooden fence. Soon, the wooden walking sticks and ground baggage were separated. The color of blood immediately appeared in the gap between the ground burden and the seeking staff.

Bo Ruoyou was very happy, "The Marquis is wise!"

Huo Weilou glanced at her, his expression less serious than before. Eunuch Fu stepped forward and said, "So this is the place where Mr. Feng was killed?"

Huo Weilou nodded, and Eunuch Fu asked in confusion: "What are you doing here at night? And you got hurt."

Huo Weilou's eyes darkened slightly, and he waved to Lu Ke, "Send someone to search the bottom of the mountain again." After giving the order, he looked at Liao Hui aside, "Where is Feng Lun's monastery?"

"Master Feng's Zen monastery is in the west, not far from General Yue. The young monk will take the Marquis there."

Huo Weilou ordered people to take the dismantled fence back to the temple as physical evidence, and then went to where Feng Lun lived. The sun had already risen in the sky and it was already late. Fortunately, it took some effort to identify Feng Lun. The place where he was killed, so why he went to Ten Thousand Buddhas Cliff alone that night is the top priority.

Liao Hui said that the monastery of Feng Lun and Yue Mingquan was approaching. When they arrived outside the monastery of Feng Lun, as expected, everyone could see where Yue Mingquan was living. At this moment, an embroidered envoy was guarding outside Yue Mingquan's courtyard. When he heard the movement, Yue Mingquan followed Walked out of the courtyard.

After stepping forward and saluting, Yue Mingquan asked: "Master Marquis, is there any progress?"

Huo Weilou said quietly: "You and Feng Lun live close to each other. Did you hear anything when he left the yard that night?"

Yue Mingquan shook his head, "I am in the courtyard. If there is no loud movement, I won't be able to hear it."

Huo Weilou looked at him indifferently, "You said you and Feng Lun got along very well back then, but when Lu Ke came at night, you went to see him, but you didn't even ask Feng Lun to come with you?"

Wu Yu and Wang Qingfu lived close to each other, so they often went out and returned together. Yue Mingquan and Feng Lun were old acquaintances. If they wanted to go out to see Lu Ke, knowing that Feng Lun would definitely go there, there was no reason not to invite them. .

Hearing this, Yue Mingquan smiled bitterly, "This... although we got along very well back then, we haven't seen each other for many years, and the official couldn't be too warm. And when the official came out of the courtyard that day, he saw the lights in the courtyard. It was out, I thought he had left."

Huo Weilou was noncommittal after hearing this explanation and carried him into the Zen courtyard.

The Zen courtyard in the temple is full of ordinary furnishings, and there are not many personal belongings of Feng Lun. On the desk by the window, there are two bundles that are all of Feng Lun's personal belongings. The room is empty, and it is almost impossible to find clues.

Feng Lun was dead and his personal belongings could be used as evidence, so Huo Weilou did not hesitate. However, when he opened the two bags, he saw that they were just some clothes and banknotes. Other than that, the house was as clean as new. It seemed like no one had ever lived there.

Huo Weilou frowned. He couldn't find any direct clues, so the case became more difficult. Yue Mingquan stood aside and watched, worried. Huo Weilou glanced at him and ordered: "Call the disciples of Master Jingkong." ."

This is a case within a case. The old case has not yet been solved, but the person involved is dead. Huo Weilou originally planned that Feng Lun would die in these days, so he should investigate the case first, and maybe he could solve the case ten years ago. It's very helpful, but now, I'm afraid we have to investigate it together.

After leaving Feng Lun's house, Lin Huai was waiting outside. Hearing that Huo Weilou wanted to see Master Jingkong's disciples, he said: "Master Jingkong had only three disciples at that time, and one of them left Famen Temple five years ago. There are two masters, Jue and Liaofan, left in the temple. This time, it was Master Liaofan who was the first to say that the skeleton was Master Jingkong."

Now that the skeleton was mentioned, Bao Ruoyou couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Inquiring was not her specialty, and she had never seen that skeleton last night. It was time for a bone examination now, so she stepped forward and said, "Master Hou——"

Huo Weilou paused, and Lin Huai and others also looked at her.

Bo Ruoyou asked: "Maybe the folk girl went for a bone examination?"

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were narrow, and he turned around and ordered: "Let Jue and Liaofan go to the west morgue to meet me."

The embroiderer responded, and Huo Weilou took Bo Ruoyou to the morgue. It would be difficult to leave clues with the ten-year-old skeletons. Bo Ruoyou also looked slightly grim and did not dare to be disrespectful. He had only been to this hospital last night. Today, a group of people went straight to the main hall. As soon as they entered the door, Bo Ruoyou walked towards the coffin.

The silk covering the bones had been lifted off by Huo Weilou, and Bo Ruoyou saw the human-shaped skeleton at a glance.

This is the skeleton of an adult man. Due to age, the skin and flesh have faded into a layer of light gray wax that adheres to the white bones. The person who created the skeleton put a lot of thought into it. He connected the skeleton almost perfectly according to the human shape. He stood up, but Bo Ruoyou only glanced at it, and then his eyes changed, as if he had seen something horrifying.

Huo Weilou stared, "What's wrong?"

Bao Ruoyou did not speak for the time being. She just leaned forward and fiddled with a few bones to examine them. Soon, she straightened up and said, "This deceased... was dismembered and then put into the statue of the Golden Lord." ”

Mr. Fu stood in front of the golden statue of the Lord. Upon hearing this, he subconsciously took two steps to the side, as if there were still body parts hidden in it. Huo Weilou's eyes darkened, "Has it been dismembered? ”

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Master Hou is good at martial arts. I want to see that there are no obvious fractures in this human bone. This is because the murderer is very familiar with human veins and joints, just like the leg bones here. When the murderer dismembered the body, he did not chop it roughly. To break the tibia, it is better to start from the joint, which is not so laborious, and after turning into bones, it will make people look like the person died of natural causes."

As if he was afraid that his words were not vivid enough, Bo Ruoyou added: "Just like a butcher removing bones and cutting meat, he can always find the most precise place to cut."

Although this metaphor is a bit scary, it is profound and simple. If the deceased is really Master Jingkong, who can treat a Buddhist monk like this?

The brutality of the murderer's tactics made Huo Weilou frown, "Is it possible to determine the identity of the deceased just by examining the bones?"

Just looking at this white skeleton, no one would be able to do anything, but Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou with deep eyes, as if expecting something. The next moment, Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it's just that It will take some time."

What about the case ten years ago, if it takes more time?

Huo Weilou said with satisfaction in his eyes, "That's it for you."

Bo Ruoyou responded, and asked the embroidered clothes envoy to help her move the body out and place it neatly on the long table, and then began to examine the bones. Seeing her focused expression, Huo Weilou walked out slowly. At this time, the embroiderer arrived with two younger monks.

These two people are the disciples of Master Jingkong, Lingfan and Lingjue.

Huo Weilou summoned two people in the right room here.

"Who is Liaofan?"

When Huo Weilou asked, a younger monk came forward and said, "Young monk is a mortal."

Liao Fan looked to be less than thirty years old, with handsome features but a very serious expression. Huo Weilou asked, "Did you say that those bones are your master?"

Liao Fan said in a deep voice: "That's what the young monk said, Lord Marquis, my master disappeared mysteriously back then. At that time, the young monk thought it was strange, but later he found no results, so he had to give up. Over the years, the young monk has been waiting, because My master has said that if you practice Buddhism in this life, you must practice until the day when your true body passes away. Moreover, my master came from Famen Temple, and he will never leave Famen Temple to practice elsewhere in this life."

Huo Weilou stared, "Your master is obsessed with Buddhism, and the relics disappeared with your master. It is said that your master stole the relics because of his eagerness to practice Buddhism."

"This is nonsense." Liao Fan said excitedly: "After all, after all, and having compassion, Master has achieved great success in practicing Buddhism. Even if he is obsessed with Buddhism, he still practices great compassion and great wisdom. The relic is the Buddha. Spiritual bones are the most respected by us Buddhist disciples, so how dare we take possession of them as our own?"

"Master once said that if great achievements are rare in this life, he must enter Buddhism again in the next life. As stated in the "Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata's Original Vow Merit Sutra", he only wishes that his body should be like glazed glass, clear inside and outside, and pure and flawless. , the light is vast. He has taken cultivating and propagating Buddhism as his own responsibility throughout his life, and his greed is a delusional thought that destroys the idea of ​​​​cultivation. How could Master do this..."

Liao Fan's words were so earnest and his voice was high-spirited that even Bo Ruoyou, who was across the wall, heard these words of grief and indignation. Her movements slowed down, but she took advantage of the skylight outside to examine the human bones in her hands more carefully.

She was extremely focused, only to feel the sound rising and falling next door, and at some point, voices also sounded in the yard. She had no extra thought to pay attention, but the next moment, the light at the door was suddenly blocked.

This forced her to look up.

There were two strangers at the door. One was in a red shirt and had dark hair. He had a handsome face, especially his phoenix eyes, which were quite similar to those of Huo Weilou. The other was in a white shirt and had light eyes, but he was sitting there, looking thin and quiet. With a sharp look, he saw that it was a smart seat with two wheels.

She was a little surprised when she heard the man in red shirt sigh exaggeratedly, "Wonderful! Big brother has secretly found such a little beauty for himself..."