The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

No one could answer Chu Yunxi, and Chu Yunxi didn't want anyone to answer. She continued, "When those people died, they were deliberately designed to look like a word." Chu Yunxi drew a simple picture of the scene on the ground again, and someone immediately shouted, "It's the word 'wang'."

Chu Yunxi said, "That's right. It's the word 'wang', which means wishful thinking. I was wondering if these four people were too wishful thinking and that led to their deaths. Taoist priest, what do you think they were wishful thinking about?"

Qingfeng still didn't speak. Chu Yunxi walked up to Xiaohuan and asked, "Miss Xiaohuan, was it the first time that the second of the Four Young Masters of Qingcheng met you yesterday?"

Xiao Huan didn't know what it meant, so she nodded and said, "That's right."

"As soon as he saw you, he put his arm around your waist, touched your hand, and asked you to go with him, right?"

Xiao Huan's face turned red again, but she still nodded and said yes. Chu Yunxi said loudly: "Did you see that? The four young masters of the capital are complete perverts. They can't walk when they see beautiful girls. Why do such people keep asking to see the master of the temple?"

Now, many people understood that the abbot of Bodhi Temple was a woman. This was something that many people knew, but in everyone's mind, the abbot was a master, and everyone had only respect for her. No one had ever dared to think in that direction. Now that they thought about it, the Four Young Masters of the Capital actually had such filthy thoughts. Just thinking about it made them feel that it was a blasphemy to the abbot.

Qing Feng could no longer maintain his calm expression and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

Chu Yunxi's face darkened, and she said to Qingfeng, "Master Qingfeng, you remember clearly that the four young masters of Qingcheng have been here five times. Do you know how many times Tieniu and Xiaohuan have been here? There are so many pilgrims here, I believe this is not their first time here, do you know how many times they have been here?"

Qingfeng pursed his lips, obviously not knowing.

"So why do you remember so clearly the number of times the Four Young Masters of Qingcheng came? It can only mean that you care about them, but why do you care about them so much? It can only be that they come to you every time to ask to see the master, and you must know why they want to see the master, so you are angry with them, because in your mind, the master is a fairy-like figure, or a figure that cannot be desecrated. She is the person who has stood in your heart for the past twenty years, and you can't stand that someone actually covets the master..."

"Shut up!" Qingfeng shouted again. Xiao Mubei immediately stepped forward and protected Chu Yunxi behind him, fearing that Qingfeng would get angry out of shame.

Chu Yunxi paused for a moment and spoke again, "Look, you can't even stand what others say about the master. Qingfeng, you still don't admit that you killed the person? Isn't your murderous sword on your waist?"

Everyone was stunned by Chu Yunxi's words. When they heard that the murder weapon was on Qingfeng's waist, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him, but they saw that there was only a belt on his waist. Where was the sword?

At this moment, Wen Rulan suddenly pulled out a long sword from the waist of the eunuch guard beside him, and stabbed it straight towards Qingfeng's face with lightning speed, without mercy. Qingfeng reacted very quickly, and flew backwards with a tap of his toes, but there was a wall not far behind him, and he had nowhere to hide. He tapped the ground with his toes, and his body rose from the ground, like a white crane spreading its wings, his body was extremely light.

However, Wen Rulan's movements were also very fast. He raised his long sword and chased after him. Seeing that Qingfeng had nowhere to hide, everyone saw him reach for his waist and grab the thing that looked like a belt in his hand. He blocked the long sword with a "ding-dong" sound, and it turned out to be a sword.

When the two men landed on the ground, everyone could see clearly that Qingfeng was holding a gray soft sword with a barb at the tip of the sword, which was used to connect to a belt when placed around the waist. No wonder Chu Yunxi and the others had never seen such a sword. It was a unique design and different from ordinary soft swords.

Everyone started whispering again, "It really is a sword."

"Could it be that Taoist Qingfeng is really the murderer?"

"It must be. This girl has been so sure about it, and the murder weapon has been forced out. What else is there to doubt?"

"That's right, it's unbelievable that Taoist Qingfeng would actually kill someone."

Chu Yunxi walked to Wen Rulan's side and asked, "Master, do you have anything else to say?"

Qingfeng said slowly: "They deserve to die."

"Whether they should be put to death or not should be decided by the government. None of us has the right to judge others. They are bad people, but even Miss Xiaohuan said that maybe they can reform in the future. Taoist priest, you are a monk, don't you know the truth of turning back?"

Qing Feng raised his head suddenly, "Why should we give them a chance to turn back? I can't control them if they have bad intentions towards others, but I can't control them if they have bad intentions towards the master. If they have such thoughts, they deserve to die."

"Why? Just because you love her?"

As soon as Chu Yunxi said this, the whole place fell into deathly silence. Qingfeng's hands began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble. He gritted his teeth and held back his emotions, unable to utter a word.

Chu Yunxi waited for a while, and seeing that Qingfeng didn't answer but didn't deny it, she finally confirmed the matter, so she slowly spoke again, "Master, you said you have been in this Bodhi Temple for 20 years, and you followed the temple master for a few years. You should have a lot more to say, right? For example, how did you get to know the temple master?"

Everyone held their breath and looked at Qingfeng. He finally stopped trembling and finally, slowly opened his mouth, "The master is my savior. That year, there was a famine in the north. I fled together with my parents and my younger sister. On the way, the people who fled with me were so hungry that they exchanged their children for food. My younger sister was given to someone else. I cried and shouted, wanting to get my younger sister back, but I didn't have the strength. Later, my parents brought me food, but I knew that they were the other children they exchanged for. I would rather starve to death than eat them, so I only peeled tree bark to eat. Later, when I was dying, I had hallucinations. I saw a very beautiful person falling from the sky and taking me away. I thought I saw a fairy. After waking up, I realized that my parents and those who fled the famine had starved to death. I was still alive and was saved by the master of the temple. From that time on, the master of the temple is my god."

Everyone listened quietly, and Qingfeng was also immersed in his own thoughts. "I don't know since when, my heart could no longer accommodate anything. I only thought of the master. I realized my own thoughts and secretly cursed myself as a beast. At this time, Bodhi Temple became more and more famous, and the master needed someone to take care of Bodhi Temple. I took the initiative to volunteer, and from then on I practiced in this Bodhi Temple, trying to suppress that thought."