my buddhist boyfriend

If you are the endless sky, I am the gentle breeze, running in your arms, following your footsteps, never stopping.

Mo Nan was lying on his bed, looking at the photo frame next to his bedside table. The photo was a photo of his parents together, and the sentence written on the photo was a sentence from his mother's love letter to his father.

Although Mo Nan didn't have any impression of his parents, his father kept the photo and the love letter written by his mother very well, and even held the photo frame in his hand before leaving.

Thinking of this, Mo Nan suddenly felt like a filament flashed through his head. He felt as if there was something very important, but he didn't know what it was. The more he thought about it, the more empty his head became.

Bang bang bang, there was a knock on his bedroom door, interrupting his brain circuit.

He got up from the bed, put on his slippers, opened the bedroom door, and the monk stood at the door. Mo Nan really didn't like to communicate with the monk, as if he had no interest in life.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Mo Nan saw that he stretched out his hand and spread it out. It was a string of Buddhist beads, the kind that fit on his hand. The beads were round and plump, black and red, and some words were engraved on the beads, which looked like Buddhist scriptures.

"Give it to me?" Mo Nan was a little puzzled. It was the first time that this monk gave such a generous gift. These days, a string of beads would cost hundreds of dollars for ordinary materials, let alone such good materials.

Seeing that he didn't take the hand for a long time, Sheng Sheng grabbed his hand and put the beads into his hand, then went to another bedroom.

Mo Nan stared at the Buddhist beads in his hand, and the faint residual warmth of the monk. The beads exuded a faint fragrance. The monk was so sleepy after leaving him, he put the Buddhist beads on his hand and put them on. It is also suitable, and it is generally done according to the amount.

Mo Nan went back to his lair, fell asleep, and played chess with Duke Zhou.

"Big brother, thank you for saving me."

A man in a blue monk's robe rescued a little boy who fell into the river, and the little boy thanked the man.

"You dare to disturb the elder brother's practice, and you repeat the offense again and again, and today you will be expelled from the mountain gate."

In a flash, a handsome and elegant man with purple blond hair tied behind him shouted at a mountain surrounded by fairy spirit.

"Why don't you dare come out to see me?"

In the end, the man fell down the mountain, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

Mo Nan fell into a drowsy sleep, he didn't know why he had such a strange dream, there was no logic at all, it was a mess of fragments, but he felt the sadness and despair of the man in the dream, that powerless Feel.

Mo Nan woke up from his dream. He looked at the alarm clock beside the bed. It was only six o'clock and there was still an hour before the alarm clock rang, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway. His heart was affected by the dream he had just had. There is also a bit of a martingale.

Mo Nan lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, recalling the details of yesterday carefully. The small light of the bedside lamp was always on. He had a habit of turning on a small light when he went to bed at night.

The light shone on the photo frame on the bedside table, the parents looked loving, suddenly his brain flashed, he sat up, as if thinking of something, he got up from the bed, he went to his desk to find today's case records .

The deceased Liu Da, his wife Liu Guihua, and his son Liu Peng. Liu Peng had been studying in his hometown in the countryside of City A before, and was only taken to City A by his parents in the third semester of high school, along with Liu Da's parents.

Usually, the old man and Liu live not far away, and the distance is only 10 minutes. He looked at the information on the survey, and he felt that he had to take a long trip today.

He put on his clothes, washed in the bathroom of his bedroom, and did not forget to take the plastic-enclosed photo stickers when he came out. When he came out of the bedroom, he found that there was one person sitting on the sofa in his house, and another person was sitting on it. That's right. It is sitting like a monk reciting scriptures and meditating.

Mo Nan's jaw dropped in shock, admiration, admiration, he wouldn't just sit in this posture all night, right?

"Are you going out?"

Mo Nan just opened the bedroom door, but the sound was very soft, and there was no sound. It was as if the monk had a radar installed on him.

"You won't just sit and sleep all night, will you? Why don't you go to sleep in your room?"

"Where are you going?"

"…………"

Mo Nan felt that this monk missed the point!The channel between the two is wrong and they cannot communicate.

"I'm going to go out later, it's up to you."

Mo Nan went to the shoe cabinet and began to change his shoes, only to see the monk also got up and walked to him, staring at him.

"I am with you."

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An hour later, Mo Nan drove on the road, and there was a monk sitting next to the co-pilot. This paralyzed monk wanted to stay with him, and those who didn't know thought he owed him some money.

Mo Nan didn't know what was going on with him, usually the detective's head was running at high speed, and he couldn't think of any plan ideas.

He was actually nailed to death by this monk. The key point was that his brain seemed to be paralyzed in the face of this monk. He didn't know where the feeling came from. It made him feel that the paralyzed monk was harmless to humans and animals.

After a two-hour drive, we arrived at Shanzu County, which is Liu Da’s hometown, which is more than two hours’ drive from City A. According to investigation records, Liu Da lives in Group 13, Huaihua Town, Shanzu County.

Mo Nan asked the monk to stay in the car and wait for him. The monk was wearing a monk's robe and walking around in the countryside. He asked the villagers all the way and found Liu Da's hometown. No one lived in his house for a long time.

At this time, it was around ten o'clock in the morning, and Mo Nan came to Liu Da's neighbor's house. In the neighbor's yard next to him, there was an aunt wearing an apron who was feeding the chickens and ducks in the yard.

"What are you doing? Who are you looking for?"

The aunt in the yard saw Mo Nan walking around her yard, so she took the initiative to ask.

In the end, Mo Nan used his attractive physique. During the aunt's chatter, he learned that Liu Da and Liu Guihua gave birth to their son Liu Peng. Living in the city, the children have always been brought up by mother-in-law and grandpa, and their grades have always been top-notch in the town's schools.

I don’t know why last year Liu Da and his wife didn’t have the New Year’s holiday, but the couple came back for a month for the first time. Liu Da picked up the children from school every day, and even transferred the children to City A during the most important semester of the third year of high school. , I am not afraid that the child will not get used to it.

In the end, Mo Nan showed the photo to the aunt, and the aunt recognized the child as a classmate who often came to play with Liu Peng. The two had a good relationship, and they were often seen going to and from school together.

He bid farewell to his eloquent and enthusiastic aunt, and came to the only high school in the town. He went to the class of the school that Liu Peng had attended before.

After this understanding, Mo Nan probably knew some things, but what he didn't understand was Liu Da's method of death, what kind of modus operandi could have no trauma, no traces, and make a person look like he was scared to death without making a sound. any help.

All this is better to ask that person.

Mo Nan leaned against the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, touched a cigarette and lit it for himself, took a few deep breaths, and exhaled the smoke ring. He looked at this town with beautiful mountains and rivers and simple folk customs.

People, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell.

Mo Nan smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and finally stepped on the cigarette butt hard into the ground, as if rubbing something hard into the soil.

Back in the car, Mo Nan started the engine and stared at the monk beside him. His facial features were distinct, and his angular face was extremely handsome. Zhilan Yushu must have described him as such.

"Are you a good guy or a bad guy?"

Mo Nan put his hands on the steering wheel and stared at the person beside him with his head turned sideways.

Dean probably didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he didn't rush to answer.Sheng Sheng turned around and let him stare into his eyes, this was his reply.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

Mo Nan drove all the way back to City A. Instead of going to the office, he drove directly to his house.

Sometimes, no matter how unconvincing something is, it may be the answer.

The author has something to say:

Of course I'm the one to take you down, hahahaha