Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

When Dabao and the others were talking, a little Taoist boy ran over quickly, but he was not running towards Dabao and the others, but running towards the main hall.

He ran and shouted: "Hurry up and report to the abbot, the donor Wang has been found."

Dabao was stunned. Did Wang Xingwen find it? He ran towards the main hall.

Jin Man and Han Dongliang followed closely.

On the other side of the main hall, the temple's firework Taoist priest, who specialized in carpentry, had already made three thin-skinned coffins and was about to paint them.

Taoist Xuanzhen and Taoist Zhike were standing nearby talking in low voices when the little Taoist boy ran over.

"Master, I found it. The donor surnamed Wang was found."

Taoist Xuanzhen turned around in surprise and asked,

"Where did you find it?"

The little Taoist boy ran out of breath, panting, and pointed in the direction of the gate.

"Found it in the cave,"

Dabao also arrived and asked hurriedly,

"Is the person alive?"

The little Taoist boy hesitated for a moment, looked at Taoist Xuanzhen, and when he saw him nod, he shook his head and said,

"No, I heard it was a dead person."

Dabao sighed. Just as he had guessed, this was the worst possible outcome. He said to Taoist Xuanzhen,

"Master, please ask him to take me to the scene to have a look."

Xuanzhen quickly agreed. Dabao turned around and said to Han Dongliang, "Go and call Zheng Wenlin out. We have to seize the time and catch the murderer as soon as possible."

If we delay any further, we may not know what kind of accident will happen."

Dabao and Jinman ran to the gate with a few police officers. At the gate of the Niangniang Temple, several Taoists were discussing. The most conspicuous among them was, of course, Xuan Mingyue.

He was looking anxious. When Dabao came running over, his expression changed immediately, and he became as dull as before. Dabao's heart moved, and he stopped and whispered something to Jinman.

Jin Man nodded, grabbed a police officer, turned around and ran towards the temple.

When the Taoists saw the police coming, they stopped talking.

Dabao asked: "Who among you said that Wang Xingwen has been found?"

A young Taoist priest, about 27 or 28 years old, stepped forward and saluted with one hand.

"Comrade Gongan, it was I who said that. A dozen of us brothers split up into several groups and went looking in different directions. The three of us went to the southeast, but not far away, we found the deceased Wang Benefactor in a cave.

We left two people there to look after the body, and I came back to report."

Dabao nodded.

"Wait a moment, until the medical examiner arrives, we'll go to the cave together."

The young Taoist priest agreed, and within a few minutes, Han Dongliang and Zheng Wenlin came running over. Dabao then let the Taoist priest lead the way.

Sure enough, I didn't walk too far before I saw a cave covered by vines. If you don't look carefully, you will never find it.

Under the shade of the trees at the entrance of the cave, two Taoist priests stood, both wearing wide Taoist robes with their sleeves rolled up.

Dabao discovered one thing, that is, the Taoist priests in the Niangniang Temple all look quite good. This is because there is no shortage of food in the temple, and the Taoist priests are well-nourished. Their height, physique, and appearance are much better than those of ordinary people.

Dabao sighed secretly. No matter which dynasty, the ones who lived well were always the monks. They did not have to work every day, did not have to go out to make a living, and just chanted scriptures every day without doing any other work. They had no shortage of food, water, or clothes.

There are few common people outside the mountain who do not wear patched clothes, but these monks wear brand new clothes and pants. This is really ironic.

People who work will never have enough to eat, and people who don't work will never be hungry. This has always been the case. It's not that he has any prejudice against monks, but he feels powerless to change this reality.

Two Taoist priests came forward and saw Dabao and the other policemen. They did not show any enthusiasm, but simply saluted with one hand, looking calm.

Dabao didn't care, but Zheng Wenlin hated it so much that he gritted his teeth and whispered,

"Why are you so proud of becoming a monk? It's all because of the common people..."

Dabao patted his shoulder and said with a smile,

"There's nothing we can do about it. Their boss is a god in heaven, and our boss is just a mortal on earth. Of course they're proud."

They talked without deliberately avoiding the Taoist priests. The Taoist priests listened without changing their expressions, still looking disdainful.

Dabao thought to himself, "Don't be so cocky. Just wait a few years. When a big storm comes, a bunch of fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids wearing green military uniforms and red armbands will come and knock all of you down."

The so-called monsters and demons include you. When the time comes, I will let you know what the power of the people is.

Han Dongliang took a few quick steps and pulled aside the vines covering the cave entrance, revealing a cave entrance that was more than half a person's height. Zheng Wenlin was the fastest and slid into the cave with the medicine box in hand.

Dabao was stunned. What was this guy trying to do? So proactive? He was speechless now. Zheng Wenlin was more interested in seeing a corpse than anything else...

Dabao's men did not go in. His consciousness had already covered the area within a hundred meters. He could see the situation in the cave clearly at once.

The cave is not big, but it looks very clean. There is a pile of straw and a quilt in the corner. It seems that people come here often.

A corpse was lying on the ground with its back facing up, its tongue half hanging out and its eyes wide open. It looked extremely horrible, even scarier than seeing a ghost.

Zheng Wenlin squatted on the ground, looking around, and suddenly he pulled out an axe from under the straw. This axe was different from the one used to chop firewood at home.

It has a double-edged blade and is quite heavy. Zheng Wenlin, a grown man, feels that the axe is a bit heavy when he holds it with both hands.

"Director Qin, this should be the murder weapon. There are bloodstains on it."

Dabao took the axe and looked at it carefully, then put it close to his nose and sniffed it. The blood on the belly had seeped into the pattern on the axe.

It seems that, as Zheng Wenlin said, this axe must be the murder weapon. But did Wang Xingwen bring this weapon with him? Or did someone send him and the axe together?

It was clear at a glance in the cave that the air here was very dirty, coupled with the smell of blood and the stench of people dying. No one could stay here except Zheng Wenlin and the dead.

Dabao came out with the axe and observed it carefully. In his consciousness, a person suddenly appeared in the distance. Dabao was happy when he saw it, because he knew that you couldn't hold it back and would come to check the body.

But he didn't alarm him, he just followed him with his consciousness to see what he was going to do...