Chapter 327 Only Killing, Not Killing

   "Having said that, the two masters who protected Master Jingxi might not be happy."

   Such an alluring scent will surely be hidden from the monks who live in the bamboo house.

   The young general said solemnly: "Eating meat can nourish the body and replenish physical strength. The eminent monks are compassionate and can certainly understand."

  Qiao Zhao couldn't help laughing, and calmly accepted the other party's kindness.

   She didn't expect that Shao Mingyuan's barbecue skills were actually very good. After eating the whole fragrant chicken drumstick in one go, her appetite suddenly became ironed, and she sincerely praised: "It's delicious."

   Shao Mingyuan looked away from the corner of the girl's oily lips and asked, "Do you still want it?"

  Qiao Zhao shook his head: "No, I'm full."

   Shao Mingyuan finished eating the rest of the chicken, and slaughtered the corpse with skillful movements, and then smiled at Qiao Zhao: "Let's go, it's time to rest."

   The two returned to the bamboo house.

  Qiao Zhao turned around and said softly, "General Shao, thank you."

   Shao Mingyuan was a little surprised, and then smiled: "It's a lot of work, mainly because I'm hungry too."

  Qiao Zhao curved the corners of his lips.

   It’s so rare that you actually know how to clear it up.

   She turned around and walked into the bamboo house, closing the door.

  Shao Mingyuan stood outside for a while and entered the bamboo house on the other side.

  The bamboo forest was quiet, but not long after, Qiao Zhao, who was not sleepy at all, was disturbed by the noise outside.

   She sat up directly, saw the fire outside, put on her shoes and walked to the door, holding the bone flute Shao Mingyuan gave her.

   There was such a big movement outside, and Shao Mingyuan must have heard it too.

   Thinking like this, Qiao Zhao opened the door, and the scene outside surprised her.

   Dozens of monks surrounded the bamboo house where Shao Mingyuan lived, and the torches in their hands reflected their solemn expressions.

  Shao Mingyuan stood at the door, looked at Qiao Zhao from a distance, nodded at her comfortably, and then asked the monks, "I wonder why the masters are here at this time?"

   "Please, Lord Hou, come back to the temple with us."

   "Master, can you tell me what happened in the temple?"

   The leading monk endured his grief and anger: "Our first seat was killed. The abbot asked the Marquis to come with us."

   After the monk said this, Shao Mingyuan keenly noticed that the monks surrounding him quietly stepped forward and narrowed the circle.

   His face remained calm, and he said lightly, "Okay."

   Hearing him respond directly, the monks were obviously relieved.

   Shao Mingyuan walked to Qiao Zhao's side: "Miss Li, let's go together."

   "Yes." Qiao Zhao nodded and walked with Shao Mingyuan.

  The two entered the Dafu Temple under the "surroundings" of the monks. As soon as they entered, the temple door closed immediately, and there was a harsh closing sound in the middle of the night.

  Dafu Temple is brightly lit, as bright as day.

   The leading monk directly attacked: "Mister and brother, tie up the murderer who murdered the first!"

  The monks rushed up, Shao Mingyuan guarded Qiao Zhao behind him, and said loudly: "Wait! Master thinks, is the first person murdered?"

   "So far, the Hou Ye still can't make a sophistry?" The leading monk sneered.

  Shao Mingyuan saw the abbot approaching at a glance, and said loudly: "Abbot, I don't know what happened to the murder of the first temple in your temple? Xia and Miss Li are both in the bamboo house, why are they related to this matter?"

   "Amitabha, not long ago there was a scream from my junior brother's room. When everyone arrived, they found that he had died tragically in the room."

   "Then why do you think it was done by the subordinate? There is no reason for the subordinate to harm the first seat." Shao Mingyuan asked calmly.

   He knew that the more this situation, the less impatient.

Before waiting for the abbot to answer, the leading monk said excitedly: "Of course there is a reason! We suspected that you had a problem before the first one, but the abbot was lenient and never wanted to believe it. Now that I think about it, the first one is right, there is no Mei Shitai. The disappearance and the murder of the Shuyingan brothers must be yours. If not, why has this never happened before, and it happened after you came to Dafu Temple?"

   "In other words, Master is all guessing?"

"It's not a guess, it's a reasonable guess. This female benefactor has always lived in Shuying Nunnery. No one is more familiar with the layout of the nunnery and the work and rest rules of the brothers than her, and the Hou Ye lives in the temple and frequently interacts with the female benefactor. Contact, it is very easy to quietly go to Shuying Nunnery to commit murder." The leading monk said.

   "How does the murderer explain?" Qiao Zhao asked.

   It seems that the first monk's previous suspicions about Morning Light and his death made many monks suspicious of them.

   The leading monk said coldly: "The murderer may be the scapegoat, otherwise, how can you explain that the driver and maid of the female benefactor will be in that old house, as well as the layout of Dafu Temple and Shuying Temple?"

   After he finished speaking, he bowed to the abbot: "Abbot, the disappearance of Shitai Wumei must have been carefully planned by them. You must not listen to their sophistry and let the first murderer go unpunished."

   The abbot looked at Shao Mingyuan with no joy or anger on his face.

   Shao Mingyuan asked the leading monk lightly: "Whether it is speculation or speculation, Master still has no evidence? Just take it for granted?"

   "Who said there was no evidence? Yuanxi—"

  A thin monk stepped forward.

   "Yuanxi was the first to find out that the first seat was killed. Yuanxi, tell me what you saw again."

Yuanxi glanced at Shao Mingyuan, took a step to the side, and said, "I went out to the toilet, and suddenly heard screams coming from the first room, hurriedly ran over to look, and saw a figure jumping out of the first room, jumping Go up the roof in that direction."

   He stretched out his hand and pointed, which was the direction of the bamboo house.

   "Does that prove that he did it?" Shao Mingyuan asked without changing his face.

   "Although it was night, the moonlight was good tonight. Although the poor monk didn't see the murderer clearly, he was sure that he was not wearing a monk's robe, but the clothes prepared for the pilgrims in the temple, just like the benefactor."

   As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the monks all fell on Shao Mingyuan.

   The leading monk said, "From the time when we hurried over from the first scream, we didn't even have time for a cup of tea. Who can escape successfully in such a short period of time except Lord Hou?"

   Shao Mingyuan smiled unconcernedly: "Of course he is the real murderer."

   "Does Lord Hou expect that our Dafu Temple will have nothing to do with you?" the leading monk asked aggressively.

   "I wonder when you heard the screams?"

   "More than two quarters ago." The monks said in succession.

   Shao Mingyuan smiled: "Unfortunately, I didn't fall asleep at that time."

   The leading monk sneered: "Of course Lord Hou won't fall asleep. Didn't you commit murder in our first room at that time?"

  Shao Mingyuan took two steps at will, and said with shame: "I don't dare to commit murder, the killing is real."

The abbot    gave him a deep look.

   "Let the abbot laugh. At that time, I was roasting pheasant to eat."

   Miss Qiao lowered her eyes and thought silently: Fortunately, I didn't confess her.

   (end of this chapter)