The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

The county lieutenant said it decisively, and everyone gasped, but Xuanci still smiled: "The poor monk is all ears."

"This official has asked many people. Twenty years ago, Lingwu Temple was not what it is now. At that time, Lingwu Temple was just an ordinary mountain temple, and a few monks lived on alms. I'm almost thirty years old, and compared to the monks who practiced since childhood, I have no place in the abbot's heart..." The county captain's voice sounded in the starry night, clearly reaching the ears of those present.

Under the hazy night, Xuanci's complexion was dark, and the lights that were burning all night swayed in the wind, making his face bright and dark, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Jiang Xian closed his eyes slightly and sniffed lightly.

There is a moist smell in the wind, and it should rain tomorrow.

It will probably be a heavy rain.

The county lieutenant kept his eyes on Xuanci: "According to this officer's experience, the vast majority of murder victims must have some sort of connection with the murderer. If they don't find out for a while, it is likely that they have concealed them deeply enough. Before you became a monk, the clues gradually became clear that you and the second uncle of the victim Liu Sheng were good friends!"

"Amitabha, young people of the same age in every household in Qingniu Town can be friends with good relationships. Is this the connection that adults found?"

"Enough." The county magistrate sneered, "You have been a monk for a few years, and you have always been the one at the bottom. The dirty work and heavy work are all entrusted to you, and the abbot watches it with indifference. This is also human nature, caring and ability always need You have a talent that makes people look at it differently. So when you can't bear it anymore, tell the abbot that you have the ability to make the incense of Lingwu Temple flourish and become a well-known temple-"

Xuanci finally changed his face and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, no matter how your lord criticizes the poor monk, the poor monk can bear it, please don't insult the abbot of my temple!"

Following Xuanci's words, all the monks glared at the county magistrate.

The county lieutenant smiled slightly: "Master Xuanci is panicking, this official just said that you told the abbot that you have a way to make the incense of Lingwu Temple flourish, and did not say that the abbot was involved in this matter."

"Could it be that your lord is an immortal, how can you know what the poor monk said twenty years ago?"

"This doesn't require immortal means, it's enough to ask more people to ask." The county magistrate looked in a certain direction, "Master Xuan An, is there any error in what this official said?"

An old monk came out: "Amitabha, Xuanci did say that to the abbot back then, and the poor monk and several brothers and sisters heard it."

"Xuan An—"

The old monk folded his hands towards Xuanci, and his voice was indifferent: "I didn't expect my junior brother to recognize me as a senior who has been sweeping the land for ten years."

The appearance of the old monk made the people watching the excitement widen their eyes with curiosity, while the monks in the temple began to feel uneasy, and some monks looked at Xuanci with strange eyes.

"In less than a year, Lingwu Temple was indeed famous for its efficaciousness, and the reason why the neighboring towns and villages flocked in the first place was that Liu Sheng's parents, who had no children for many years, suddenly gave birth to Liu Sheng-a man who is loved by everyone. Fat boy!"

As the county magistrate picked it up, the discussion buzzed, Jiang Zhan suddenly raised his forehead and looked terrified: "My God, is Liu Sheng the son of Xuanci?"

As soon as these words came out, the murderous gazes of the monks suddenly came to the eyes, and the hot-tempered Si Hai couldn't help it, and rushed towards Jiang Zhan with a loud shout.

Jiang Zhan simply flashed behind Yu Jin neatly. Seeing that Si Hai was stopped, he gave Jiang Si a wronged look.

Jiang Si looked helpless: "Second brother has spoken before."

"Cough cough." The county magistrate coughed twice to draw people's attention, "Why did Liu Sheng's parents get married for more than ten years and have no children? Because Liu Sheng's father is infertile! It is because the relationship with Uncle Liu Sheng is closer than what outsiders have seen, and it is difficult to determine because of the long time. In short, what you called the way to make Lingwu Temple famous fell to Liu Sheng's parents. At that time, the Liu family was very poor, Uncle Liu Sheng can't even get a wife. You find Uncle Liu Sheng and encourage him to attack his sister-in-law. After the success, the woman finally chooses to swallow it up. The men and women who are healthy have had several love affairs, and Liu Sheng's mother is very I'm about to be pregnant,

Then, at the instigation of Uncle Liu Sheng, he went to Lingwu Temple to offer incense. "

The county magistrate sighed softly: "Liu Sheng's mother is pregnant first, and the incense is served later. Is there any reason why it does not work?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was quiet for a while, and suddenly someone said: "I remembered, there were still discussions in the town at that time, saying that the incense in Lingwu Temple was too effective. With Liu Sheng."

Someone echoed: "Yes, it is because of this efficaciousness that all the little daughters-in-law from the neighboring towns and villages are here."

Xuanci looked at the county captain without saying a word.

The county lieutenant continued: "This also explains why the Liu family suddenly has money to open a cloth shop. Uncle Liu Sheng will definitely get a lot of benefits by doing things for you, and he did not marry a wife after the Liu family became rich. What's the reason?"

The county lieutenant threw this question, and his beards twitched slowly.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "It must be a fat son who can sleep with his sister-in-law at any time, no need for a daughter-in-law."

The words were not rough, and everyone present felt a sudden realization.

A man in his thirties, with a woman and a son, is still serious about marrying a daughter-in-law to control himself.

Is it stupid?

The county lieutenant listened silently and sighed in his heart: Never underestimate the wisdom of the people!

"What does this have to do with Liu Sheng?" Xuanci asked lightly.

"Of course it is related! Liu Sheng is the only child of the Liu family. Under his doting, he became a prodigal and spends a lot of money. Two years ago, Liu Sheng's second uncle was seriously ill. The end of his family was tragic, so he revealed the secret." The county magistrate looked at Xuanci, "Second Uncle Liu Sheng thought he had found a steady stream of money for Liu Sheng, but he never expected to push him to a dead end!"

Xuanci quickly turned the beads, expressionless.

"Unlike the second uncle, who can live in peace with some benefits, Liu Sheng is a gambler. This is a bottomless pit. As he came to Lingwu Temple again and again to ask you for money to keep the secrets of the year, you must have been murdered long ago. Right? Until this time, the amount Liu Sheng asked for was beyond your ability, and finally prompted you to kill people!"

Hearing this, Miss Li couldn't help shaking her body, her face was extremely ugly.

"After Liu Sheng sank into the well, what you are most worried about is Sikong, who is in charge of watering. Presumably if Sikong didn't find something, the monk responsible for watering should be replaced by your confidant soon, right? It's a pity that you need a replacement. A reasonable reason, and Sikong is too unlucky, you can only kill people and silence them and fake an accidental fall and break your head..."

"Amitabha, these are just inferences made by adults based on the inquiries. What about the evidence?"