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Qiantang, Mu Mansion!

They are worthy of being a wealthy family in Suzhou and Hangzhou. When Chen Jun and Fa Hai arrived, they saw clusters of sedans and horses outside the door, stretching to a street of several hundred feet. A pair of luxurious and large stone lions in front of the door made people speechless.

Even the white flag hanging above the gate is ten feet high.

The waiter outside the door mistakenly thought that Fahai was also a Buddhist monk, and easily let the two of them in. After entering, they saw lanterns hanging high on both sides, fifty eminent monks chanting sutras for salvation on the left, and fifty Taoist priests chanting Dharma on the right.

During the ceremony, the guests gathered together, people came and went in a chaotic manner, and they lit incense in the mourning hall in the hall. Intermittently, the wailing sounds of women and children could be heard, and the cries were sad and sad.

"Has the great monk thought clearly?"

"The poor monk is willing to vouch for the donor."

Fahai took the lead and walked towards the hall, followed by Chen Jun, but suddenly someone recognized him and called his name.

"Xu Xian!"

"Why are you here?"

It turned out that the group of powerful children in the academy who played well with Mu Yang recognized him. Xu Xian usually had excellent grades and topped the academy exams, so he had a lot of contact with them.

At the front is Cao Ang. He is dressed in plain clothes, with his black hair in a neat bun on top of his head. He has a decent appearance, a thin build, and an angry face.

The one on the far left is named Liu Chengfeng, who is also a good friend of the deceased Mu Yang, and knew each other. He is dressed in white, more than seven feet tall, handsome in appearance, with a majestic appearance, and under his two curved eyebrows, a pair of black eyes are as bright as autumn water.

Just like Mr. Mo, he is like jade.

Zhao Qianyang on the far right is in a similar situation to the two of them, but his family background is far inferior to that of Cao Ang and Liu Chengfeng. Like Xu Xian, he belongs to the poor class. He has a strong build, a dignified appearance, and his eyes shine with cold stars. When he looks at Chen Jun, he clenches his fists.

He is a scholar.

Chen Jun bowed his hands towards them: "Brother Cao, Brother Liu, Brother Zhao...Long time no see."

"How about seeing you?"

"You beast, why did you kill Brother Mu Yang? He was also your classmate and friend."

Cao Ang rushed forward with a lunge, raising his fist high as if to punch Chen Jun in the face.

However, Chen Jun easily squeezed his fist and slapped him with his backhand, knocking him to the ground.

Fahai looked at Chen Jun, frowned and said, "Alchemist Xu?"

"Sorry, I couldn't help it because my hands were itchy. Let him wake up."

Cao Ang fell to the ground with a look of hatred in his eyes. Such a slap on the spot was tantamount to humiliation. The other two were frightened by Chen Jun's determination and suppressed their impulse to take action.

But someone at the scene heard Chen Jun’s reputation.

Immediately, it was like throwing a stone into a quiet lake, causing waves and noise.

"Amitabha."

Fahai clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name, and the whole place fell silent instantly.

The white flags outside the door were left blowing violently in the wind.

"Zen Master Fahai?"

"You are Zen Master Fahai!"

Among the guests coming and going to express their condolences, someone recognized Fa Hai's identity, and there was another exclamation and commotion.

Fahai suppressed it again with the voice of Buddha: "The poor monk is indeed Fahai. This trip is specially made for the deceased Mr. Mu to find out the real murderer."

"The real murderer?"

The crowd was shocked and looked at each other, "Isn't that Xu Xian the real murderer? Why are we still looking for the murderer?"

"Donor Xu is not the real culprit, but a good person who came to investigate the case and clear the suspicion. The poor monk is willing to vouch for him."

"In addition, we went to the residence of the deceased Mu Yang in Bailu Academy and found two shoe prints on the beams in his room."

"Shoe prints?"

"good."

“What do shoe prints prove?”

Fahai expressed his thoughts on the case: "In the original case, the government believed that Xu Xian used witchcraft to bewitch Mr. Mu to hang himself to death, and then used the wall-penetration technique to kill people without destroying the door and locking it.

and escaped.

But the appearance of two footprints proves that the case has new possibilities."

"The rooms in White Deer Academy have a special structure. Because the academy saves space, walls are used to separate the rooms. However, there is some space left on the roof that cannot be sealed, and the beams are used to connect the two rooms.

This proves that the real murderer can enter the deceased's room and kill him by building a ladder and stepping on the beam from another adjacent room."

"Who is that person in the adjacent room?"

A woman in mourning clothes stood up. Her shoulders were cut into a straight waist, her skin was as smooth as fat, her eyes were red, tears welled up in her eyes, and she had an aura that made me feel pity for her.

A woman should be pretty and filial.

This sentence was vividly displayed on the woman. She was holding a girl with braids in her hand, her eyes blank.

"Brother Cao Ang, the person in the room next to Brother Mu is you, right?"

Zhao Qianyang looked at his classmate Cao Ang, "I remember that you were the first person to discover that Brother Mu Yang was dead."

"Impossible, I didn't kill Brother Mu."

Cao Ang, who was angry with Chen Jun just now, immediately denied it and became emotional, "I found out about Brother Mu Yang because of me. Brother Liu asked him to study in the morning. Brother Liu can testify for me."

Liu Chengfeng nodded, "Yes, I can testify for Brother Cao."

Cao Ang continued: "Because Brother Mu and I have rooms next to each other. When I got up, I smelled a faint rancid smell in his room. I didn't pay attention to it at first, but after I washed up, I knocked on his door and the smell lingered.

When he refused to go and others didn't respond to me, I realized that something was seriously wrong. I pushed the door open with all my strength, only to find that he had committed suicide. After the government conducted an investigation, the murderer was determined to be Xu Xian."

"Simple-minded refers to people like you." Chen Jun smiled, "You will be sure that it is me in two days. If there is something fishy in this, why don't you use your brain?

Or is it that you bribed the officials, acted as co-workers, and put all the blame on me?"

"Xu Xian, don't spit on others!"

Cao Ang opened his eyes and said angrily: "If you are not the murderer, who is the murderer?"

"Of course I'm not the murderer, otherwise how can I explain the footprints? And Cao Ang, don't you doubt the two people around you? Usually the case happens in the college, and most of the murderers are in the college. They haven't done anything unusual in the past two days?"

Cao Ang frowned and thought: "Abnormal behavior?"

"Xu Xian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Zhao Qianyang sneered: "Is your real purpose in coming to Muyang mourning hall today to suspect that we are the real murderers?"

"Of course not. I'm here to clear my name. I want to open an autopsy!"

"Open the autopsy?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this word.

"Mr. Mu, do you really want the real culprit who killed your son to go free? Mu, wife and daughter, can you really just sit back and watch your husband die in vain? If the official document proves to be false, do you have any questions?

I’ve thought about what the outcome would be.”

"I can give you the truth."

"Return the truth to the public and give me justice."

The woman in white choked and replied, "Yes, I want to know the real murderer of Murang."

The middle-aged man with gray hair said: "No, the dog is in the coffin, no one can disturb his peace."

"Great monk." Chen Jun looked at Fahai.

Fa Hai sits cross-legged, hands clasped together, and his whole body exudes gentle golden Buddha light:

"The poor monk is willing to pray for him in the next life at the scene. After the autopsy, the poor monk goes to the City God to send him to the reincarnation in person."

This was a generous offer that no one could refuse.

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It is always said that there is only one update, but in fact it has always been two updates. It just combines two chapters into one chapter. Like me, I split more than 4,000 words into two chapters.

The update time will be adjusted in the future: two updates will be posted at 18:00 pm.