Bone Painting Coroner

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Jing Rong said, “Although the letters from Beijing are also sent by the pigeons, Langpo’s eyes are much sharper than yours. As soon as the pigeons come, he will find out, where else will you be chased by the pigeons? So this The pigeons are not for this king."

Old iron, this is embarrassing!

Ji Yunshu may have really got a suspicion, even a little sensitive, so that he always loves suspicions and suspicions.

Secretly shook his head.

"Maybe I think too much."

The two left from Nianfotang, and on the way back to the Zen room, Ji Yunshu suddenly asked him, "What did the abbot say to you?"

"Some Buddhists are true."

"The true meaning?" Ji Yunshu opened his lips lightly, "The Buddha has no heart, Zen is in his arms, and good and evil are difficult to distinguish.

"Understand Buddha?"

Shake your head!

"I don't understand, I just read some books casually and just show off a few words."

Jing Rong glanced at her with a glance of appreciative smile, but tightened again in an instant, frowning, and said, "The abbot said something to Ben Wang, not in your mouth." "Good and evil are difficult to discern", not "cause and effect", but "when the wrongs are reported", the so-called, good is from the root, evil is born from the heart, and what is said is undoubtedly put down."

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!

At the same time as he spoke, Ji Yun stopped stepping comfortably, facing sideways, slightly raising his eyes, and staring at him, "It seems that you feel a lot."

"It's more than touching!"

"These words can be understood clearly, but they are invisible."

"But this king is just like you, don't believe in Buddha." Jing Rong said seriously.

Among them, Ji Yunshu understood.

It is because the previous grudge between him and Jing Yi was not resolved by "letting down".

One person retreats, one person enters, only endless.

Ji Yunshu stared at his gaze and said nothing.

It rained heavily at night, and it didn’t mean to stop. The whole mountain was covered with heavy rain. The dense raindrops gradually blocked the sight. The sight was almost difficult to penetrate the heavy rain in front of me. A thorough, strong wind and heavy rain roared, and the lanterns hanging in the temple wobbled, and several lights were blown out.

Inside the temple, it looks weird!

Ji Yunshu closed the door to prepare for a rest, but the open window in the house "creaked" with a few clicks and kept shaking.

The wind blew, and brought in a few raindrops, floating diagonally on the windowsill and the ground, wet.

She used to prepare to close it. Her hand was just buckled on a wooden window. A pigeon suddenly fell on her side, startled her, and her hands were instantly retracted from the window. She took two steps back.

In the middle of the night, I really want to scare people!

The pigeon stood proudly on the window sill, pacing back and forth, constantly puffing its feathers with its mouth, the smooth hair was wet with rain, and the rain was dripping down, this pigeon was like a "Luotang chicken".

If Ji Yunshu remembered correctly, this pigeon was the one she had not seen before in the chapel.

Because there is a round black mark on the hair of the left wing of the pigeon, it is very easy to recognize.

just--

The bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's legs has been removed,

She took a closer look and took out a handkerchief to wipe the pigeon's wet feathers. The pigeon's small head rubbed on the veil and did not fly away, but enjoyed it very much.

Bai Jing's veil fell to the inside of the dove's wings, but it turned red.

is blood!

"Little guy, are you injured?"

"Coo."

Ji Yunshu's eyebrows twisted lightly, intending to carry it in for some medicine, but the pigeon flew away with his wings, probably because of the wing's injury, fluttered a few times, and finally fell directly to the ground, so he slowly walked along the wall go.

Simply, doing good things to the end, Ji Yunshu hurried out.

But just around the back, the pigeons were gone, she looked down the corridor, just turned a corner, and bumped into a person head-on, a lot of manpower came, and knocked her back a few steps, fortunately, the other side Pulling her arm, it stabilized.

Otherwise, it must fall.

Waiting for her recovery, she first saw the hand that was pulled on her arm.

That hand, as thin as wood, with a purple-red, flesh tightly wrinkled, vaguely can still see the blood vessels on the back of the hand.

This... is the scar left by the burn!

The man quickly drew back his hands and folded his hands together, "Amitabha, Lao Qun was careless, and hoped the donor to forgive him."

Ji Yunshu also subconsciously hurriedly folded his hands and bowed slightly, "It's rash."

"Amitabha."

Ji Yunshu looked up and looked carefully at the monk in front of him. At first glance, wasn't this the old shaved old monk he had encountered in the Nianfo Temple?

As a result of heavy winds and heavy rain, several lights were extinguished in the corridor, so that the light was dim, but despite this, she still saw the face of the old monk.

Folded face, almost 50 years old!

It was shocking that half of this person's face left very scary scars due to burns, as if a large piece of skin was torn by life, and the blood was densely covered, while the other half of the face was hidden in the dark, those deep eyes Hanging slightly, it is difficult to figure out the look.

Probably due to professional reasons, Ji Yunshu instinctively looked at the scar carefully.

According to the degree of skin folds and the color of the scars, it should be an old injury more than ten years ago!

The old monk bowed his head and said, "The donor, the wind rises at night, many lanterns are extinguished, the corridor is dark, and it is uncomfortable to walk at night. The donor should go back to the house and rest."

The language fell, glanced at her, and hurried down.

With only this glance, Ji Yunshu felt very familiar, but could not tell where he was.

She had to withdraw her gaze, nodded her head, and backed away to make way.

"Master walks slowly."

The old monk limped away.

Walking fast!

Looking at the back that was fading away, Ji Yunshu thought for a moment, but couldn't find it. He planned to go back to the house, but just after two steps, there was a pain in her abdomen. Go up, the body hangs slightly.

"Uh!"

The pain is getting worse...

The body gradually squatted down and was picked up by the people.

At first glance, it was Moruo!

He took a medicine bottle out of his sleeve and pulled a pill into her.

"have eaten."

Looking at the red pill in her hand, she asked Moruo, "What is this?"

"A medicine to relieve pain."

"What medicine?"

"You eat it first."

Ji Yunshu was suspicious in her heart, as if she realized what was happening. At this time, she was so sweaty that she listened and took the medicine. After a while, the pain gradually disappeared.

Mo Ruo helped her back to her room.

Inside, Ji Yunshu looked pale and looked at Moruo sitting opposite him.

"Speak, what's wrong with me?"