Chapter 102: Suspect

Under everyone's eyes, the monk clearly pointed at one person, Jiang Zhan who had not had time to withdraw.
Jiang Zhan was dumbfounded for a while.
What's the situation, what does it matter to him?
If it was Gu female corpse, he had a guilty conscience and a female ghost gave him a dream, which is considered to have died with his relatives. Now it is Gu male corpse and can't fight him.
"Uncle Master, at noon today, my disciples saw this person sneaking to the back mountain!" The monk who identified Jiang Zhan reported to the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk was named Xuanci, and because the abbot of Lingwu Temple was very old, he was regarded as a temporary abbot.
Xuan Ci heard the words and immediately asked, "Houshan is not open to the outside world. Since pilgrims were discovered at that time, why not stop it in time?"
The monk who was reprimanded was embarrassed: "When the disciple saw that the benefactor was eager to help Junior Brother Sikong fetch water, he did not come forward. Later Junior Brother Sikong was found to be killed, but he thought it was an accident. The corpse with the tied stones was recovered from the well—"
The monk looked at Jiang Zhan like an angry King Kong: "When the disciple saw this, he thought about the night in the afternoon. Uncle Master, the disciple felt that the murderer must be this person. He first killed the young benefactor, and was afraid that Sikong Junior Brother would find out when he fetched water. So I pretended to be an enthusiastic person to help Junior Brother Sikong water, and took the opportunity to kill Junior Brother Sikong disguised as an accident!"
Following the monks' accusations, the monks silently surrounded Jiang Si and his party.
Across the wall of people surrounded by monks, enthusiastic discussions came.
"The murderer was caught so soon, where is he from?"
"It doesn't look like he is in the neighborhood, so if the handsome brother is nearby, who wouldn't know." A woman said with regret.
The people around nodded.
This statement really makes sense.
"But what is the picture of such a handsome guy killing someone?" More eldest girls and little wives in the crowd were puzzled, and the men around them rolled their eyes.
Is it fair to say that there is no reason to kill if you look good? Is it possible that only ugly people will avenge their neighbors?
"My lord, these people are the pilgrims who stayed in this morning, and nine out of ten murderers are among them!" The monk who was reprimanded said to Xuan Ci, lest he let Jiang Si and others go, and immediately said to the county lieutenant.
Jiang Zhan sneered: "It's just nonsense. If I were a murderer, I heard that a group of people came to Lingwu Temple to collect corpses. If I didn't rush to run, I would follow them to watch the fun?"
When everyone listened, the discussion stopped.
What this young brother said seems to make sense.
At this time, a person next to the county lieutenant suddenly said: "That's not necessarily true. It is said that many murderers like to return to the scene to watch the excitement after killing people."
The county lieutenant looked at Jiang Zhan, and couldn’t see any clues on his face:
Well, since this young man is suspected, let’s stay at Lingwu Temple tonight. By the way, including the pilgrims who stayed in these two days, it’s still expensive. The temple provides a roster. If these pilgrims are in the crowd, please come out. Don’t worry, you can just ask a question. The official can assure you that you will never wronged innocent people."
After the county lieutenant said this, the crowd was quiet, and no one came out.
The county lieutenant touched his beard and said with a serious face: "It doesn't matter if the pilgrims staying in Lingwu Temple have already left. Anyway, there is a roster. You can still invite someone over if the Yamen official arrives tomorrow."
These words suddenly discouraged the pilgrims who were hiding in the crowd and planning to hang up high, and the more crowds appeared.
"I wonder if the village in Qingniu Town is there?"
Soon a gray-haired old man walked out and said deeply at the county lieutenant: "I have seen an adult, the old man is here."
The county lieutenant twitched his mouth secretly.
Sure enough, the common people have the same instinct to watch the excitement. It is estimated that all the people with sharp legs in the town are here.
This is fine, it is convenient for investigation.
"Stay Lizheng too, and leave two clever young people." The county lieutenant said lightly.
Naturally, there is no need to be too polite to Lizheng, Ting Chang and others who have served the county government.
"Well, folks, let's go back for the time being. The officer will investigate the case all night tonight, and if necessary, I will call you to correct me at any time."
After the county lieutenant spoke, the people watching the excitement reluctantly left, and the back mountain of Lingwu Temple suddenly became empty.
At this time, the sun had already set, and even the remaining glow had disappeared, and the entire sky appeared a grayish yellow.
The county lieutenant's eyes swept across the faces of the people left, and finally looked at Xuanci.
Xuan Ci said the Buddha's horn: "My lord, please move to the living room."
The county lieutenant did not decline, but pointed out several people: "Everyone, come with this official."
Among these people are Jiang Si and a group of people, the Li family brothers and sisters in Dayang Town, the pilgrims staying in and the monks in Qingniu Town, and of course the monks from Lingwu Temple are indispensable. Here comes the autopsy.
Returning from the empty and dark back mountain to the brightly lit hall, the atmosphere was a little subtle for a while.
The county lieutenant broke the silence first: "I don't know how this master is called?"
The reprimanded monk hurriedly said, "Poor monks are everywhere."
"Where is this young man?"
Jiang Zhan glanced at Jiang Si and said in a gloomy mood: "My lord will just call me Jiang Er."
He deliberately changed the tone of the word "Jiang" and became "Jiang" in the ears of others.
The county lieutenant nodded and asked Sihai: "When did Master Sihai discover that Jiang Er had gone to Houshan, and when did he see him leave?"
Sihai thought for a while and said: "Lunch in the temple is scheduled. The poor monk remembers that it was shortly after lunch, that is, around noon. As for when he left... the poor monk saw that Jiang Erlai helped Sikong Junior a few times. Shui went to do something, not paying attention to when he left."
When he said this, he stared at Jiang Zhan, "But he is the only outsider who has entered the back mountain. Junior Brother Sikong must have been killed by him! He is the murderer who killed the man in the well!"
Jiang Zhan jumped angrily: "Nonsense! Which eye of your bald donkey saw me killing?"
Yu Jin patted Jiang Zhan's shoulder lightly, signalling him to stay calm, and chuckled when Jiang Zhan calmed down: "Master Sihai's words are unfair. Is the only outsider who enters the back mountain the murderer? Compared with that, it’s easier to kill people in a temple where you can run across the mountains? Mr. Lieutenant, don’t you think?

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor should not insult my Buddhists. Buddhist disciples pay attention to the equality of all living beings. They don't even hurt livestock and ants. How can they kill people?" The whole world filled with indignation.
Jiang Si said at the right time: "In fact, it doesn't matter whether my brother appeared in the back mountain of Lingwu Temple or not."
Everyone suddenly looked at Jiang Si with different expressions.
Although Sihai is a monk, he is also very temperamental. When he heard Jiang Si's understatement, he was immediately dissatisfied: "Now it is a homicide case. The female donor, please be careful!"
Jiang Si raised her eyebrows: "Does Master mean to shut me up?"
Sihai didn't say a word, obviously tacitly asking Jiang-like rhetoric.
Jiang Si smiled softly: "This is really interesting. Just now Master talked about the equality of all beings, and now he shuts up because I am a woman. It can be seen that Master doesn't understand his own heart enough."