Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao turned to Jinman and said,

"Hurry up and check the background of these three people. They are from Mentougou, have names and surnames, and judging by their clothes, their family background is not bad. It should not be difficult to find them.

Especially that man Wang Xingwen, he must be found. Most of the suspicions are on him now. If we don't find him, we can't continue the investigation.

I'm here to investigate the old Taoist priest Chunyang. Why did he appear in the Copper Tile Temple? I just heard Taoist Xuanzhen say that behind the Copper Tile Temple are the houses where pilgrims live. Why would a Taoist priest like him come here instead of doing morning prayers?

Zheng Wenlin came out and waved to Dabao, who hurried over.

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Zheng Wenlin looked around and whispered,

"Director Qin, there's nothing unusual about this married woman, but the unmarried one..." He let out a long sigh: "She's pregnant, and she's already six weeks pregnant."

Dabao's expression became serious.

"So she's already been pregnant for a month and a half? I heard from Taoist Xuanzhen that this woman came here to calculate her marriage, while Chen Yali was the one who prayed for a child. Now their positions are completely reversed."

A thought came to Dabao's mind. Could it be... He shook his head again. No, I can't solve the case with preconceived ideas.

"When did they die?"

"It's between six and eight in the morning,"

Dabao frowned. Taoist priests usually do morning prayers between five and seven in the morning. This means that the three people died when the Taoist priests did their morning prayers.

Normally, except for the Firework Taoist, everyone else would be chanting in the main hall. Why didn't the Pure Yang Taoist go to the morning class? Instead, why did he come to this side hall to meet these two women?

"Also, Director Qin, the pregnant woman has undigested medicine in her stomach."

"What medicine is it?"

"I don't know yet. I need to take it back to the city for testing, but I guess it's nothing more than a medication to preserve the pregnancy or induce an abortion."

"Can you tell when it was taken?"

"Based on the degree of digestion of the medicine, it should have been around 9 to 11 last night."

"That means it's very late. Where did she get the medicine?" Dabao touched his chin, thinking.

"Director Qin, could it be that this Chunyang Taoist priest gave me this medicine?"

Dabao nodded.

"It's very likely. Generally speaking, any Taoist priest with a certain reputation will treat some illnesses. This is the Niangniang Temple, and they are particularly effective in praying for children. Could it be the medicine for this purpose?

For now, Wang Xingwen is the suspect in this case, but we cannot rule out the possibility that someone else in the temple did it."

Jin Man asked Han Dongliang to go back to the District Public Security Bureau to mobilize people to start investigating the details of Wang Xingwen and the other two people, and Dabao to investigate the Chunyang Taoist priest.

We also need to arrange people to search for Wang Xingwen's whereabouts. Just a few of them are far from enough, and we need to quickly mobilize people.

Dabao and Jinman took their notebooks and went to investigate the people in the temple one by one.

He had expected that the Taoist priests in the temple would be hostile to them, but when he asked a few people, they simply wouldn't say anything.

If the person doesn't want to say it, you can't force him to say it. Dabao was so depressed that he and Jinman had no choice but to go to Taoist Xuanzhen again.

Such a big thing happened in the Niangniang Temple, the abbot was killed, and now the person in charge is Taoist Xuanzhen. Taoist Xuanzhen is very busy and has no choice but to temporarily close the gate and refuse pilgrims to burn incense.

When Dabao and Jinman found him, he was arranging for people to find Wang Xingwen and making coffins and funeral clothes.

He complained bitterly about what had happened, especially when he had to face the families of the two female victims. When he thought of this, Xuan Zhen's head started to hurt again.

As soon as he entered Taoist Xuanzhen's bedroom, Dabao was stunned. The luxury here was beyond his imagination. Even the imperial palace might not be so extravagant.

The little boy brought tea, and Dabao took a look. Wow, even the tea bowls were offerings from the Daoguang era, not to mention the calligraphy of Su Dongpo, as well as paintings by Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan hanging in the room. Dabao was dazzled by the sight, and his mouth was almost watering...

Taoist Xuanzhen asked Dabao and Jinman to sit down and lit a burner of incense. Dabao wanted to pick up the tea table in front of him and run away. The tea table was made of rosewood, probably the work of someone in the palace, and it was engraved with dragons and phoenixes flying.

Dabao touched it and it looked like it was not from the Qing Dynasty, but from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. This coffee table alone would be priceless in the future.

The person sitting next to the coffee table was not a stool, but a futon. Dabao was not used to sitting on the futon.

However, when Dabao picked up the futon and took a look, he almost cried. It was made of golden grass, a specialty of the south. Judging from the degree of wear and tear, it must have been hundreds of years old.

Just this small bedroom, his luxury level, only one third of it, can buy the entire department store in Loubancheng,

Seeing Taoist Xuanzhen's nonchalant look, Dabao finally understood how wealthy this Niangniang Temple must be. Poverty really limits one's imagination...

Taoist Xuanzhen invited the two of them to drink tea. Dabao took a sip and almost cried again. It turned out to be Mingqian Longjing tea, and it was from the tea trees on the main peak of Shifeng Mountain.

The life of this Taoist Xuanzhen is beyond the reach of everyone even in later generations.

"Please have some tea, both of you."

Dabao and Jinman said thank you,

"Master Xuanzhen, we want to know about Master Chunyang, but unfortunately, we've asked several people, and no one wants to tell us anything."

Taoist Xuanzhen smiled slightly.

"Comrades, we in Linggan Palace are all cultivators. We don't care about worldly affairs. We don't care about birth, old age, sickness and death. Although Senior Brother Chunyang is our host, people outside the world are not allowed to talk too much. That's why no one answered your questions.

However, if you have any questions, you can ask me directly or find the Taoist priest.

Dabao nodded. He did not believe what Taoist Xuanzhen said. As long as one is a human being, he will have seven emotions and six desires. He did not believe it.

If a Taoist can reach this state of cultivation and ignore everything in the outside world, then he probably won't even have the desire to gossip.

Dabao asked,

"As the abbot, will this Taoist priest Chunyang personally receive pilgrims?"

Taoist Xuanzhen hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"Brother Chunyang rarely receives pilgrims and donors. Only when they are donors who often come to the temple to burn incense, or are introduced by acquaintances, will Brother Chunyang come forward to receive them."

Dabao was stunned.

"Then Wang Xingwen and the other two should be considered regular customers?"

Taoist Xuanzhen nodded.

"Donor Wang and Donor Chen have only come twice, but Donor Tang comes often. She once wanted to become Senior Brother Chunyang's disciple, but was rejected by Senior Brother Chunyang. However, Senior Brother Chunyang would always meet Donor Tang every time she came."

Dabao frowned. After hearing what Xuanzhen Taoist said, he always had a feeling that this Chunyang Taoist seemed to be a flower Taoist who specialized in picking up single female guests who came to burn incense. He glanced at Jinman, and there was also some doubt in Jinman's eyes.

"Master Xuanzhen, I would like to ask you something. Did Miss Tang come to our temple to burn incense some time ago?" Master Xuanzhen nodded.

"Half a month ago, Mr. Tang came here by himself, stayed overnight, and left the mountain the next day..."