The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 38: Bicolor Lotus 10

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Chapter 38 Two Color Lotus 10

Huo Weilou stood with the backlight, his handsome face hidden in the dimness, but his eyes were particularly breathtaking. Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Huo Weilou was still staring at her, he cautiously stretched out the back of his hand. come out.

It turned red, and the most serious area was a little blue and swollen. Bo Ruoyou stretched out his hand for only a moment, and then quickly retracted it. She stood with her eyes closed, not knowing what Huo Weilou meant.

Huo Weilou's eyes were like a deep pool, "What do you want?"

Bo Ruoyou was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at Huo Weilou. Her beautiful eyes were clear in black and white, and her emotions were simply written in her eyes. Seeing that Huo Weilou was not a joke, she lowered her head again, "The case has not been solved yet, civilian daughter Right now, I just want to get the job done so that the case can be solved as soon as possible."

There was something dark in Huo Weilou's eyes, "This is a very good idea. Many people in the world are eager for quick success, but they forget that the most fundamental thing is to get things done first. You must solve the case before telling me. Could it be that I think Won’t you allow it?”

Bao Ruoyou nodded slightly, "What the daughter of the people wants is unusual. The daughter of the people is not sure whether the Lord Marquis will grant it."

This made Huo Weilou a little curious, but Bo Ruoyou looked gentle and kind, and was very sure about what he had figured out, but what could she, a little girl, ask for? He looked her up and down for a few moments, then glanced at the cuffs where her hands were hidden, "That's all."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Bao Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Huo Weilou's thoughts were unpredictable. Even if he got a little closer to her now, she still found it difficult to resist.

Following Huo Weilou out of the building, Eunuch Fu and Huo Qinghong were already waiting in the tea room. It was past noon, and the light in the originally clear sky dimmed, and dark clouds gathered on the horizon. Eunuch Fu glanced outside. "It won't rain. Mr. Wang and Mr. Wu want to go to the top of the mountain to see the pagoda. I'm afraid they won't be able to go."

Bo Ruoyou also looked outside. At this time, Jingming arrived with a roll of drawings, "Master Hou, I'm sorry, I couldn't remember the layout when I was drawing last night, so I asked a few more people. , and now the painting becomes more detailed."

Yesterday, Huo Weilou ordered Jingming to draw a picture. Jingming originally said that he would submit it last night, but he didn't expect that it would be a night late.

Huo Weilou took the drawings and did not criticize him harshly. He first asked: "Are all the Buddhist classics in the temple here?"

Jingming nodded hurriedly: "Yes, they are all here."

"There are records of all the Buddhist secret treasures enshrined in the temple, but there is no record of the five-layered treasure letter in this sutra collection building. Why is that?" Huo Weilou stared at Jingming with his eyes calmly. .

Jingming’s eyebrows twitched, his eyes flashed, and he stuttered, “Five, five treasure letters?”

"Not bad."

Jingming held the Buddhist bead in his hand and said, "There are so many books in the Buddhist scripture building, but the poor monk has never read them. Over the years, it has been difficult for ordinary disciples to come in. Logically speaking, the five-layer treasure letter There should be some records, but I don’t know why there are none..."

Huo Weilou stared at Jingming and suddenly curled his lips coldly, "Monks don't tell lies. Master must have rarely told lies in his life, so he is quite unskilled."

Jingming’s eyes were lowered, and his back stiffened when he heard this.

Huo Weilou sat on the main seat due to the north, with a bit of cold ridicule in his eyes, "The master is an eminent monk with a good reputation. I don't want his reputation to be ruined at this time. Your Majesty believes in Buddhism and has great respect for the master." I have some respect, but I am not a person who worships the Buddha, so I should be strict in everything, not to mention that this case involves two lives. If the master conceals it, how will he be able to see the Buddha in the future?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jingming's forehead. His hand holding the Buddhist bead trembled slightly, but the corners of his lips moved a few times, but he still couldn't say a word. Huo Weilou frowned and looked at him, but said: "It is said that the mortal Wake up——"

When Jingming heard this, he clasped his hands together, Xuxu closed his eyes and began to recite Buddhist scriptures. Seeing him murmuring, Huo Weilou said calmly: "It seems that the master has a rare path."

Jingming’s shoulders trembled, and the muttering in his mouth stopped immediately.

No one said anything in the room, but Jingming seemed to have a pair of heavy shackles on him, which made his head droop slightly and his body stooped by two points. He was a monk and had practiced Buddhism for many years and was well-known, but in the end he was not the same as before. The matter cannot be ruled out. Since he concealed something, Liao Fan and Liao Jue, as Jingkong disciples, naturally knew everything.

Soon, Liao Fan and Ling Jue realized that they were a little hesitant when they heard Huo Weilou ask about the Sutra Depository. Liao Fan said: "The Sutra Depository has always been guarded by dedicated personnel. The young monk has never taken care of the Sutra Depository. Lou, you really don’t know anything about classics."

Liaojue echoed from the side, and Huo Weilou frowned and asked: "Ten years ago, when your master was in trouble, who was in charge of this scripture library?"

Liao Fan's eyes lit up, "It's Senior Brother Liao Qing!"

Looking at Jingming, Liaofan continued: "Senior brother Liaoqing is the apprentice of the master in charge. He was in charge of the Sutra Library back then. The Sutra Library is an important place for Buddhism and generally only has highly regarded disciples. That’s why I came here.”

At this point, Liao Fan seemed to have thought of something, "Ten years ago, not long after the master's accident, my uncle became the host and replaced senior brother Qing."

At the time of the incident, his apprentice was in charge of the Sutra Library, but after he became the host, he chose to replace his apprentice. If there was no fault, why should he replace his apprentice? But now when asked about the classics, he was lying!

The atmosphere inside the house was stagnant, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the yard outside. It was not yet February, and the wind in the mountains was still biting. Eunuch Fu stood in front of the window and quickly closed the window.

Huo Weilou stared at Jingming and said, "Call Qing."

Jingming closed his eyes, and on his wrinkled face, there was a look of sadness that could not be greater than death.

Liao Qing... A vague face appeared in Bo Ruoyou's mind. Yesterday, Liao Fan had an argument with a monk outside the courtyard. If she remembered correctly, the monk called Qing. Yesterday, this man was sneaky at first. Outside the hospital, today is the person who was in charge of the Sutra Library ten years ago. Could it be that he really has something to do with the case back then?

Because we only met him briefly yesterday, Bo Ruoyou didn't have a deep impression of him. But when Qing was led into the tea room by the embroiderer and looked a little nervous, Bo Ruoyou suddenly had a flash in his heart. Seeing a back view, she couldn't help but ask: "Master Lingqing, were you the one guarding outside the hospital yesterday?"

Liao Qing was already nervous, but upon hearing this, his face turned even paler. Eunuch Fu immediately said, "Were you the one who was watching Youyou outside yesterday?"

Hearing this, Huo Qinghong was surprised and said: "You are still spying on her, then you must have done something wrong!"

Huo Weilou even narrowed his eyes and said, "See clearly, answer."

His words were not very angry, but these four simple words were as suppressed as a mountain. Lingqing glanced at Jingming, as if he was about to cry. Jingming's dead wood-like face was lifeless, and now slowly He opened his eyes and sighed.

"Everything has a cause and effect. If you understand it clearly, tell it truthfully."

Hearing this, Liao Qing knelt down with a pop, "Yes... I was a little monk yesterday."

Huo Weilou's voice became even colder when he heard this, "Why are you monitoring her? Ten years ago, you were in charge of the Sutra Library. Was that set of Buddhist scriptures recording the five-fold treasure letter stolen by you?"

Liao Qing's face showed fear, "Yes, it was indeed because of what happened ten years ago. The young monk was frightened, so he came to see why the donor came to the Sutra Library. Later, when he was discovered, the young monk ran away... Ten years ago, the Buddhist scriptures ten years ago were not stolen by the young monk, but...but the Buddhist scriptures were sold by the young monk to others..."

After saying this, Ling Qing's face showed a look of shame, his eyes were red, and his body collapsed, as if he was about to cry.

Huo Weilou leaned forward, "Sold to someone? To whom? Is there any record of a copper box with a square lock in the Buddhist scriptures?"

Lie Qing's figure was trembling, "There is indeed a record of Fangsuo, but the craftsmanship is complicated, and ordinary craftsmen are afraid of not seeing it clearly. The person who bought it... The young monk doesn't know who bought it, but these ancient Buddhist scriptures usually They are not used for lectures. Most of them are placed in the deepest part of the sutra building. You don’t know how much ashes they have fallen on. It was because the young monk encountered some difficulties and needed money. One day, a pilgrim came to the temple and he took action. He was so generous. As soon as he came back and forth, he struck up a conversation with the young monk. He said that he wanted a Buddhist scripture just to see the secret treasure. The young monk knew that this was against the rules of the temple..."

Liao Qing lay prone on the ground, and Liao Fan glared at him angrily, "How dare you sell the Buddhist scriptures in the temple privately? No wonder the host uncle replaced you later. It seems that the host uncle has known about this for a long time. !"

Liao Fan glared at Jingming again, but Jingming stood as stiff as a Buddha statue and did not argue.

Liaoqing raised his eyes and glanced at Jingming. He seemed to feel very guilty for Jingming, "Master didn't know it at first. Master trusted the young monk, but it was the young monk who betrayed the master's trust."

Huo Weilou asked in a deep voice: "Then how did he know about it later? Did people like you who bought Buddhist scriptures show up again later?"

Qing Qing shook his head and said, "He has never appeared before. He appeared at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference that year. Later, including taking Buddhist scriptures, he came three times in total. He seemed to know the situation in the villain's family... When the villain was young His family was poor, so he was sent to Buddhism. However, his mortal bond was still intact, and he still had to support his mother and three younger brothers. That year, his younger brother hurt someone, and he had to pay a lot of money, otherwise he would be jailed. The young monk had no choice but to take the wrong path."

"Originally, I just sold the Buddhist scriptures. The young monk thought that since the Buddhist scriptures had not been seen for hundreds of years, they must be unnoticed. However, he did not expect that the relics were stolen during the relic ceremony. At that time, Uncle Jingkong did not Thinking of this Buddhist scripture, he and the few adults who stayed behind searched for it, but found nothing. One day, he suddenly remembered this Buddhist scripture, so he came to ask the young monk if anyone had borrowed it before, and asked the young monk to take the Buddhist scripture. Come out."

Liao Qing choked up and said, "The young monk couldn't take it out, so he explained the matter to his uncle. He thought that his uncle would be furious, but he didn't expect that his uncle did not punish the young monk at that time, and only said that the matter was related. It is so important that the young monk should not act rashly. He also said that he would discuss with several adults to see if he could track down the person who bought the Buddhist scriptures, but he did not expect..."

After he finished speaking, there was a hint of shock on his face, "Unexpectedly, my uncle disappeared the next day."

"The young monk was extremely scared at that time, because there was no reason for the uncle to disappear, and it was impossible for him to steal the relics. The young monk was too scared, and the master saw it. After the master asked several times, the young monk He told Master everything. At that time, his uncle disappeared mysteriously, the relics were lost, and everyone in the temple was in danger. Master followed several adults and began to trace the disappearance of his uncle. However, after following him for two days, he unexpectedly found several adults, who I didn’t mention the Buddhist scriptures either.”

He raised his head, the fear still lingering in his eyes, "Master suspected that Master's uncle's disappearance was related to the exposure of the Buddhist scriptures, and he became frightened at the same time. He ordered the young monk to follow him every day, and also ordered many people to gather around the Buddhist scripture building. Young monk, I'm afraid something might happen to even a junior monk. At that time, several adults stayed in the temple for a month. After one month, they left the temple because they couldn't find anything."

After saying all this, Qingqing said with tears in his eyes: "Over the years, the young monk has always felt that one day the incident will come to light, but as he watched day by day pass, almost ten years have passed, and he thought that this was the case. The matter will be buried forever. There are rumors in the market that the uncle took away the relics in order to seek enlightenment. The young monk selfishly just thought that it would be great if it was true. The uncle took away the relics and practiced Buddhism somewhere to achieve enlightenment. In this way, the little monk will feel less guilty in his heart."

"In the past ten years, the young monk has not been in charge of the monks. He has practiced hard every day and only begged the Buddha for forgiveness, until...until that day the bones fell out of the statue of the venerable, and the young monk knew that the Buddha would not forgive the young monk. The karma created on that day will eventually be repaid."

This matter has been weighing on Qing Qing's heart for ten years, and today he has revealed everything. Although his actions on that day have been exposed, the heavy burden on his heart has become lighter by two points. He burst into tears and looked remorseful. He looked hateful. It's also pitiful.

Liao Fan gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect that before Master disappeared, there would be such a thing. You did such illegal things, and Master didn't expose you in front of others immediately, so he was hiding from you. You are compassionate, but you knew that there was something strange about Master's disappearance, but you were able to hide it for ten years, you..."

Lie Qing lay on the ground and cried silently, "Uncle Master is the presiding officer, but even good people can disappear mysteriously. I...I'm just a little steward, I'm afraid, I'm afraid...Uncle Master said he I wanted to go to some adults to discuss it, but...but the adults didn't say a word about the matter afterwards. Did they not want to investigate the matter? Or was it for other reasons... The young monk couldn't understand, but he knew that there must be someone who didn't. I hope that this matter will come out. Over the past few years, the young monk has felt guilty and undeserved in his heart, and he is always afraid that the person who bought the Buddhist scriptures will come back to murder the young monk. Every day in his heart is like a burning fire cooking oil, which is extremely difficult. Today, I will tell you all the cause and effect, and I will accept any punishment willingly. Of..."

Seeing Qing's sad words, although Liao Fan and Liao Jue hated him for his inaction, they didn't know how to scold him. Huo Weilou didn't care about his repentance, so he only picked the key points and asked: "Do you still remember What does the person who wants to buy Buddhist scriptures look like from you?"

Liao Qing raised his head with tears on his face, "Remember, little monk remembers, little monk will never forget it in his life."

That man's appearance was like a nightmare for Qing Qing. He was suffering every day, how could he forget it?

Huo Weilou immediately said: "Bring some drawing paper and draw the face you remember. In addition to his appearance, does this person have other characteristics? Clothing, accent, entourage, etc., I can think of them. Let’s talk about it all together.”

Liao Qing wiped his face and started painting on the table in the tea room. He had been practicing in the temple for many years. In addition to practicing Buddhism, he had other subjects in the temple. Liao Qing was an ordinary painter, but he could also paint people. He had a rough description of his appearance, but when he drew this face, it just looked like an extremely ordinary middle-aged man, with nothing special about it.

Liao Qing said again: "He looks ordinary, but his clothes are quite luxurious. When he adds money for incense and oil, he spends a lot of money. Every time he comes to the temple, he does not bring any entourage. Even when he picked up the Buddhist scriptures that day, he was very generous. Come here in person. The accent... the accent seems to be a northern accent, but the banknote given to Xiao Monk was issued by a local bank."

Although there is no conclusive conclusion that the private purchase of the Buddhist scriptures is related to the loss of the relics, the Buddhist scriptures record the shape of the copper box and the square lock. The most bizarre thing is that Master Jingkong only learned about it before something happened. If these things are connected together, if It is somewhat unreasonable to say that the Buddhist scriptures have nothing to do with the theft of the relics.

Liao Qing violated the temple rules and did nothing after the accident in Jing Kong, while Jing Ming protected his disciple. Looking at the two masters and disciples, Huo Weilou did not hesitate to put them under strict supervision.

After the two left, Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou and said, "If you hadn't stayed here for two days, I'm afraid this matter wouldn't have been revealed."

There are so many books in the Buddhist scripture building. Who would have known that a Buddhist scripture that would not be read for several years has disappeared? That is to say, Bo Ruoyou was looking for a needle in a haystack, but she fished it out.

Bo Ruoyou naturally did not dare to take credit, but he did not expect such an unexpected gain, so he said: "Master Jingkong said that he would discuss with several adults, namely Wang, Yue, Wu, and Feng, but later he Then he was murdered to death, and several of the adults never mentioned the Buddhist scriptures, so it is easy to imagine why the murderer killed Master Jingkong."

Jingkong’s death is quite strange, and the murderer’s methods were cruel. If we were looking for someone to take the blame for stealing the relics, why did it have to be Jingkong? Now that the past events have been revealed, everyone also understands the murderer's motive.

"Jingkong went to discuss with several adults, but most of them were not looking for them together. He went to find one of them first, but by chance he found the person who was related to the theft of the relic, so he was killed. After his death, this person did not mention the matter, and when he saw Qing Wei, he was too afraid to say anything, so he suppressed the matter."

Huo Weilou said this, Huo Qinghong frowned and said: "Then why didn't you murder Qing?"

Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes and said, "This matter was Qing Qing's fault. First he was afraid, and secondly he wanted to conceal the secret sale of Buddhist scriptures, so how could he take the initiative to bring it up? And that person probably saw Qing's temperament. , I guess he didn’t dare to say it himself, and he didn’t want to cause more trouble, so he never took action.”

Eunuch Fu sighed, "After Jingkong was killed, others said that he escaped with the relics, but there happened to be a scapegoat. If someone died unexpectedly again, the matter would be exposed again. ."

After a pause, Mr. Fu said impartially: "But, who did Jingkong look for first back then?"

Huo Weilou looked at the two people who were guarding the door, "Do you still remember who among the adults your master had the best friendship with back then? Under normal circumstances, he was the first one to find him. , he must be a very trustworthy person."

Liao Fan frowned, "Master concentrates on cultivating Buddhism and does not like to associate with powerful people like some hosts. If I have to say it, it is Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng is the prefect of Luozhou and comes to the temple most often. He also Those who worship the Buddha must ask Master to clarify their doubts every time they come. Except that Master Wu from the Ministry of Rites was the first to come for the relic ceremony, and Master spent a few days with him."

"Feng Lun was still the chief officer of the case at the time." After Huo Weilou finished speaking, he frowned and said: "But this time, Feng Lun is dead. If the two cases are the same murderer, then it was not Feng Lun who was looking for him. But if They were two murderers, why did Feng Lun die this time?"

He tapped his fingertips twice on the arm of the chair. At this moment, he suddenly heard a crackling sound, and saw that it was really raining outside. Now in late winter, the sound of rain was accompanied by the sound of thunder. It's quite frightening.

The thunder disrupted Huo Weilou's thoughts, and Huo Weilou ordered Fan and Liaojue to retreat first. The rain was sparse at first, then gradually became denser, and the sound became more and more deafening. Bo Ruoyou listened to the thunder. , subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing her like this, Huo Weilou raised his brows slightly and waved, "Come here -"

Bo Ruoyouben was standing by the window and walked towards him when she saw this. He was sitting due north, quite far away from the window. And for some reason, the closer she got to Huo Wei Building, the more she felt at ease. It was as if Huo Wei Tower could suppress even thunder from the sky.

"Master Hou?"

Huo Weilou looked at her, "What do you think?"

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while, "If the master was the first to go to Master Feng, the murderer would probably ask how many people Master Jingkong had informed. At that time, Master Feng would probably be killed as well. Therefore, the civilian daughter I still prefer Master Jingkong to look for the murderer first. This time Master Feng was killed, perhaps because there were some clues pointing to the murderer back then. Master Feng remembered it after many years, and was noticed by the murderer, so he took action. ."

"The Buddhist scriptures are the Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony, that is, they were bought in February, and the relics ceremony was in the early summer of that year. If the person who stole the relics planned in advance, three months would be enough to prepare the square lock. Key." After a pause, Huo Weilou stood up and unfolded the drawings Jingming brought, "But even if they had the key, how did they steal the relic?"

It can be seen that some thought was put into the drawings. The courtyard in front of the Main Hall is painted in great detail. In addition to the main sacrificial dais, the positions of the civil and military officials under the dais are also quite clear. It is marked, but when you look at it, there is nothing unusual about it, and the things used are all common things used in sacrificial ceremonies.

Huo Weilou looked at it and ordered: "Go and call Yue Mingquan and the others over."

The embroiderer left in response. Soon, Yue Mingquan and three others arrived. All three of them came holding umbrellas. But for some reason, Wang Qingfu and Wu Yu’s hair was still wet. They entered the door to see Huo Weilou. Frowning, Wu Yu could only smile bitterly and said: "I just went to the top of the mountain to see the pagoda. It rained on the way. Both Xianguan and Brother Wang got wet. I'm rude to you."

Huo Weilou did not comment and just clicked on the drawings. "Come here and point to the drawings and talk about what happened at the ceremony. No matter how big or small, nothing can be left out."

The three of them came forward, starting with Wu Yu, and explained the procedures of that day's ceremony one by one. When the three of them finished speaking one by one, each of them had something to add, and they told the whole ceremony from beginning to end. At this time, The rain stopped outside.

"It also rained that day, only for half an hour?"

Wu Yu nodded: "Yes, it was only half an hour. The rest of us took shelter in the main hall, and no one left too far."

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, but the mystery in his heart was still unsolved. Seeing that it was getting late, he ordered the three of them to leave first, and then took the drawings to the monastery. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the monastery, he saw an embroiderer coming out. Said: "Master Hou, the things sent from the capital have arrived. They are placed in the left compartment."

Huo Weilou's calm eyes relaxed. He had already walked to the door, but turned back to look at Bo Ruoyou who was about to enter his wing, "Come in."

Bo Ruoyou was stunned for a moment, and Eunuch Fu didn't know what he thought of, his eyes brightened slightly, "Youyou, go quickly -"

Eunuch Fu looked like something good would happen if she entered, but Bo Ruoyou was suspicious. She followed Huo Weilou into the left compartment, and saw a sandalwood box placed on the table. Huo Weilou sat down and opened it. The box took a look and said, "Come here."

Bo Ruoyou was standing far away. Now he was getting closer, but he was still five or six steps away from Huo Weilou. Huo Weilou frowned and said, "Come to me——"

Bo Ruoyou approached and stood two steps away from him.

Huo Weilou opened the box and took out two gold embroidered handguards, "Give it to you."

Bao Ruoyou was stunned for a moment before taking it. He looked at the thing in his hand and was a little confused for a moment. The hand guard had cold tentacles and was woven with extremely fine copper wire. It was embroidered with golden totems. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a moment. It's hard to tell what kind of bird or beast it is, and there are copper buckles on it, so it doesn't look like an ordinary thing.

Seeing her stunned look, Huo Weilou thought she didn't know how to wear it. He leaned forward impatiently, grabbed Bao Ruoyou's wrist and pulled her forward, and took back the glove without any explanation. The copper buckle opened, "Hand——"

Bao Ruoyou looked confused and raised his hand as if commanded. Then, an extremely strange scene almost scared Bao Ruoyou and fled out the door - Huo Weilou actually gave her the gauntlet with his own hands. Put it on!