Chapter 292 The Poor Monk is Guilty
After Cai Hong left, Xiao Jiang started storytelling again.
People who come to join in the fun now are not bored at all. If they can watch the show, they can watch it. If they can’t, there are storytellers.
I have a useless leg, so it would be better if I had a place to sit and listen.
"Master Su, I would like to invite you to the yamen." Xiong Kui squeezed in from the crowd and bowed to her.
Su Nuobai didn't ask anything, nor did he let Feng Zhi and the others follow him. He went to the yamen with Xiong Kui.
Lu Heyu and officials from the Dali Temple were all there.
"What case?" Su Nuobai looked at Lu Heyu and Wei Lixian.
"Let the coroner talk to you," said Wei Lixian.
The coroner said, "Master Su, we received a report a few days ago that someone in the family had died suddenly and under very strange circumstances."
"When we saw the first body, it was an elderly woman with a needle-like burn on her forehead."
"I asked her family at the time, and they said they didn't see any burns on her forehead yesterday."
"Later, I observed her seven orifices and found that they were all painted with cinnabar. This is even more strange. She died suddenly, so how could all seven orifices be painted with cinnabar?"
"Her family also confirmed that the old lady would not put cinnabar on her seven orifices."
"The more I looked at her, the more strange it seemed. When we brought her body back to examine it, we found a golden needle stuck in the tip of her tongue."
Su Nuobai frowned slightly after hearing what he said. This sounded quite strange: "Is the body still there?"
"Yes, but it's been a while and the body has started to decompose." The coroner reminded.
"You mentioned the first corpse. Are there any others?" Su Nuobai remembered what they said at the beginning.
"Yes, every seven days a body with the same cause of death is discovered. The age and gender are different, and there is nothing in common."
Lu Heyu spoke at this time: "We have checked the interpersonal relationships of these people. They don't know each other, and they don't have any common acquaintances."
"And there's one every seven days, and the cause of death is so bizarre. We really can't find any other way to break through."
"But the only thing we can confirm is that they all went to a temple to pray for blessings before they died."
"We also went to the temple to check. They did not have any disputes or conflicts with anyone when we were there that day, and there were no new monks in the temple."
Su Nuobai nodded: "I'll go see the body that was brought in yesterday."
The coroner took her to the morgue. Before she went in, she saw the body wrapped with the magic of victory while standing at the door.
"No need to look at it. This is a winning tactic. I'll go to the temple you mentioned." Su Nuobai said and turned around and left.
Lord Wei sighed as he looked at the corpse in the morgue: "I thought someone had done this on purpose to mislead us, but I didn't expect it to be these evil spells."
Su Nuobai came to the foot of the temple mountain.
The temple is not big, but it is very popular on weekdays and there are many small vendors at the foot of the mountain.
After taking a quick look and finding nothing unusual, she walked into the temple. When she reached the center of the main hall, she stood there without moving.
Just look at the position below the tribute platform.
"Amitabha, is there anything I can help you with?" The abbot of the temple saw that she had been standing there for a long time, neither coming to worship Buddha nor to burn incense.
I couldn't help but feel a little curious and went forward to ask.
Su Nuobai handed him her badge and said, "I want to ask who usually cleans this tribute table."
The abbot looked at the badge and said, "So you are a master from the Gui tribe. This altar and the offerings on it are taken care of by a mute grandfather in the temple."
"He came to the temple a few years ago. He can't hear or speak, and his face was burned. We saw that he had no one to rely on, so we asked him to do some work in the temple."
"Don't you know what he did wrong?"
Su Nuobai saw that the person kneeling in front of her had left, and reached under the altar. A wooden doll with hair wrapped around it appeared in her hand.
Seven plum blossom needles were inserted into the wooden doll's eyes, and there were strange talismans in the areas not covered by the hair.
The abbot was frightened at the sight of it and immediately began to recite scriptures.
Fire rose from Su Nuobai's hand, wrapping up the wooden doll in his hand.
The other hand drew a talisman in the air and hit the doll.
The wooden doll struggled and screamed, but no matter how it struggled, it eventually turned into a pile of black ashes.
At this time, a young monk ran in and said, "Abbot, something's wrong."
The abbot looked at the black ash on the ground, still feeling a bit scared. "What, what happened?"
"I don't know what happened, but Grandpa Mute suddenly caught fire and we couldn't put it out no matter how hard we tried." The little monk was very anxious.
"Master Su, what?" The abbot looked at Su Nuobai.
Su Nuobai: "He was originally a piece of sandalwood. A few years ago, he encountered a fire and was burned into what he is now."
"The wooden doll I just destroyed is his clone. He is here to enjoy the incense of the people and also wants to repair his body."
"So he used a trick to win. Everyone who came here to kneel down and worship would lose a hair or two."
"He then wrapped the hair around his body to steal their youth and life to restore his appearance."
The young monk was surprised: "But I see he is still the same as before."
"He's a demon, it's not that easy to fix him. But lately he's become increasingly impatient and greedy, and has killed quite a few people."
"Otherwise, I might not be able to find him until now." Su Nuobai looked at him and said.
The abbot said, "What a sin! We took him in with good intentions, but we didn't expect him to be such a vicious demon."
Su Nuobai looked at him and said, "You already knew he was a demon. Otherwise, how could he enter this Buddhist sect without your permission?"
"I am guilty." The abbot was ashamed.
"The Buddha will naturally come to you to take responsibility for your sins. Now that we have dealt with the issues here, you can handle the rest by yourselves!" Su Nuobai said and walked out of the temple.
On the way, he also sent a message to Lu Heyu to explain the situation.
"I didn't expect that there would be evil spirits in Buddhism." Lu Heyu sighed.
"The abbot was kind-hearted, thinking of taking him in to worship the Buddha so that he could achieve enlightenment soon. It's a pity that this demon didn't think so." Su Nuobai shrugged helplessly.
Lu Heyu thought for a moment and asked, "What should the host do?"
"You're asking the wrong person. You might as well ask Liao Kong. They are from the same sect." Su Nuobai gave him an answer with a smile.
"If you didn't tell me, you would have forgotten about him. I'll send him a message to ask him now." Lu Heyu ended the message with her.
Su Nuobai returned to the streets of Shengjing City and sat on a small stool.
She looked at Feng Zhi and said, "There's no business right now. Do you want to try to read people's faces?"
"I'm just getting started, so I'm afraid I can't see anything." Feng Zhi didn't mean to refuse, it was just the truth.
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