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The little monk lowered his head and was silent for a while, his eyes turned red again.

The fact that he chose to follow me proved that he knew I was not the murderer.

But the death of Zen Master Taixu was indeed related to the small coffin, and he had a problem in his heart.

In addition, the incident was too big and too sudden, and the sad and fearful emotions needed an outlet.

I didn't push him and gave him time to digest his emotions.

After smoking a cigarette, the young monk finally picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

I put out the cigarette butt, knowing that he was about to speak.

"That day, after Zen Master Taixu collected the evil objects, he chanted sutras in the Zen room that night and was saved." He said in a deep voice.

"Normally at times like this, he doesn't allow others to disturb him. I've been waiting outside the door. I'll go in and serve him when he has instructions."

"The first two nights were normal. The Zen master rested during the day and chanted sutras at night, just like before. The accident happened on the last night."

The little monk's eyes dimmed and his voice became deeper and deeper.

"During the day, the Zen master was quite happy, saying that although the evil thing was powerful, he had already suppressed it, and that one more night of meditation would resolve all the grievances."

"I have never been worried because he has always been so powerful. If I could cheer up at that time, maybe he would not have died."

The young monk was extremely remorseful.

"At night, he was chanting sutras in the meditation room, and I was still standing outside."

"But I haven't had much rest in the past two days. I'm so tired that I dozed off for some reason."

"I don't know what happened afterwards, but I suddenly woke up from the cold."

"After I recovered from my drowsiness, I felt something was wrong. The Zen room was too quiet. The lights went out, and the sound of Zen Master Taixu's chanting was also gone."

"At first, I thought it was because he was too tired after his successful transcendence and lay down to rest. But after sitting for a while, I still felt that there was something wrong."

"The Zen master likes to snore when he falls asleep, but at that time, there is no sound in the room and it is lifeless."

"I couldn't help it, so I just wanted to go in and see the situation."

"Who knew that as soon as I opened the door, I smelled the smell of blood."

The little monk paused, grasped the teacup with both hands, and his voice began to tremble.

"I turned on the light and saw Zen Master Taixu bleeding from his seven orifices and holding that evil object in his arms."

"I yelled and ran over. The Zen master used his last breath to stuff the evil object into me and said that the clues were inside. He asked me to find an opportunity to run out and find you."

"Then, and then he collapsed."

At this point, his eyes turned red again.

I narrowed my eyes: "So, you didn't see how the Zen Master died?"

"My shouts attracted other people in the temple. When they saw the situation, they arrested me without any reason, saying that I used evil objects to kill the Zen master."

"I was locked up, and I finally found a chance to escape. Just in time, I ran into you."

After listening to the little monk's explanation, I didn't express my opinion immediately and tapped my fingers lightly on the table.

The death of Zen Master Taixu was too strange.

As for Yunhua Temple, it was too hasty to identify the young monk as the murderer just because he was holding a small coffin in his hand.

What Zen Master Taixu did before his death is also worth pondering.

I asked the young monk to come to me with a small coffin. Am I, an outsider, more trustworthy than the people in the temple?

Is it possible?

My brows jumped and I had some guesses in my mind.

I opened the lid of the small coffin again. There was nothing inside except a small pile of paper dust.

Could these ashes be clues?

I stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

"Tell me, what kind of magic did you use to kill Zen Master Taixu, and put the blame for his death on me."

The little monk stared at me and asked.

"Little monk, use your brain. What kind of magic is so powerful that it can control everyone in Yunhua Temple and designate you as the murderer?"

I glared at him.

"Well, that's because I was holding a small coffin in my hand at the time. These days, I am serving Zen Master Taixu alone. I am the only one who has the best chance." The young monk argued.

"Hey, have you been brainwashed by them? According to what you said, you are undoubtedly the murderer, don't you know?" I said seriously.

The little monk was stunned.

"Don't you think everything is too coincidental? You just screamed, and everyone in the temple came. Even though the cause of Zen Master Taixu's death was not clear, they all said in unison that you were the murderer. Do you think there is no problem?"

"How could they do it? It's impossible." The young monk opened his eyes wide and shook his head in disbelief.

"Wherever there are people, there are struggles. It seems that Buddhism is not a pure place." I sighed.

"If you run away, they will definitely send people everywhere to look for you. You can hide here with me for a while. When I find the clues in the small coffin, I will help you prove your innocence."

"What if you can't find any clues?" the young monk asked worriedly.

"Then just pray for me as hard as you can. I hope you won't be unable to find any clues for the rest of your life." I looked at the monk's robe on his body.

"It's too conspicuous for you to come out here dressed like this. Go take a shower and change clothes."

"You don't want to harm me when I'm not prepared, right? If I die, no one will know the origin of that evil thing. No matter how I look at you, you don't look like a good person."

The little monk held the yellow cloth bag with a guarded look in his eyes.

I laughed directly: "Does anyone have the words good and bad written on their face?"

"Then why did you help me? You obviously ignored me and just drove away, so nothing happened!"

"You're finally smart for once." I nodded, "I'm not helping you, but just to resolve the cause and effect."

"After all, Zen Master Taixu's death may have something to do with the small coffin. If he died for me, I don't think I will live so peacefully in this life."

The little monk looked at me blankly, and the guard in his eyes relaxed a little.

I went to find a set of clean clothes of my own and gave them to him so that he could wear them first.

He hesitated for a while, then took his clothes and went to the bathroom. When he took a shower, he didn't forget to bring a yellow cloth bag.

I don’t know what good stuff is in it.

While he was bathing, I held the little coffin and studied it.

I looked carefully with my heavenly eye, and saw that the black air was lingering on it, and the resentment was even worse than before.

I don’t know if it’s because of the resentment of Zen Master Taixu.

I have been researching for a long time with no results.

The little monk changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom. He put the yellow cloth bag on his back and found a basin to wash the monk's robe carefully.

Judging from this performance, he seems to be a sensible child.

He is a powerless little monk. If others don't bully him, who will they bully? Simply the best scapegoat.

I ordered some vegetarian dishes for takeout and asked him to come over for a quick bite.

But he had little appetite and looked worried. Although he didn't say much, he glanced at the small coffin from time to time.

Finally, I had to put the coffin away first.

In the dull atmosphere, the sky gradually darkened.

The air in the shop became chilly, so I rolled out the bedclothes and made a floor for him in the shop to prevent him from walking around at night.

I went back to the bedroom by myself and restricted Li Xiaohei to only move around in the bedroom.

This night was spent peacefully.

But early the next morning, an uninvited guest came to the village in the city.