Jing Wan'er thought back to the past, when she was in the palace, she had always been under the eyes of the Thousand Cow Guards and the Forbidden Army, disguising those palace maids as corpses to sneak them out. No one ever thought to lift up her sedan chair for inspection, in the supposedly tightly guarded Ming Palace, where not even a fly could fly out, yet she had come and gone freely for so many years.
In the end, it's just those imperial guards' blind spot.
The closer the flaw is, the harder it is to be discovered. A small leaf can make you unable to see the whole forest.
Now she and Pei talked, but it was just a trick of the same technique.
"This person's courage is so great, and their mind is so meticulous." Pei Tan said slowly. Even if they didn't have different stances, he would still have to admire how clever this person was.
Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan, she knew that the feeling that almost made her breathless and gave her a kind of thrilling fear, how did it come about.
What a clever, cunning and hidden opponent.
If the wooden fish hadn't been moved again, they still wouldn't have found it. No, perhaps they would never have discovered what the murder weapon was.
"In the past, whether it was the Zhong Chuke or the Wei family, they had great power, but each also had their own weaknesses." Pei Tan's words were like a needle that saw blood, the weakness of the Zhong Chuke was Zhong Huo, and the weakness of the Wei family was that they would always be outsiders, no matter how much power they cultivated, as long as Emperor Zhong was on the throne, the imperial power would hang over their heads like a sharp blade.
Moreover, Pei Tan took advantage of these weaknesses and successfully made Dali Temple stand undefeated twice.
What about this time?
"If we can't know who the opponent is, it's equivalent to having no way at all." Just like a blind owl, it can't even tell the direction, let alone hunt in the dark night.
Jing Wan'er murmured: "The other party may be watching us from somewhere."
The strongest point of this opponent lies in this, and the Dalit temple exposed to the light seems to have become a chick being manipulated.
Pei Tan said slowly: "The martial monk who kept watch last night didn't fall asleep because of fatigue, he must have been possessed by the Tao."
Moreover, it is said that after waking up, the martial monk saw the "ghost" in front of the window at first glance and was frightened back to the martial monk's temple.
Jing Wanyi's eyes sparkled: "That person was deliberately pretending to be a ghost in front of the window, in order to scare away the martial monk. After the martial monk left, he could take advantage of the opportunity to leave."
Such analysis is not unreasonable, but Jing Yu'er's eyes paused for a moment, and there was one thing she had never figured out.
"Compared to leaving methods, it's even harder to figure out how that person got in."
The two doors leading to the attic were locked, even if Wu Seng was already asleep at that time, and it was futile. The attic was not a place where one could enter just by saying so.
The two looked at each other, and it seemed that even if they had found the murder weapon now, the fog in front of them was getting thicker instead.
"There were no signs of the lock being broken, the only possibility is that the person had a key." Pei Tan's eyebrows also furrowed slightly.
Jing Wan'er bit her lip, she had thought of this possibility earlier, but it was really unbearable to think about. If there was still a second key, Xuantai and the others would not have broken down the door today.
"Ruling out the possibility of having a key, there is no other exit in the courtyard, how can one come and go freely." Especially when saying this, they coincidentally felt that it sounded like a real ghost.
If there really are evil spirits, why don't they go to Avici Hell instead of coming to disturb the imperial family and sacred temples.
Because he saw Jing Wanyi's pale face, Pei Tan slowly changed the subject and said: "Last night when you met in the courtyard, can you still remember what that person looked like?"
Jing Wan'er's eyes dimmed: "Except for seeing that he was a monk, his face was completely unclear."
Wearing monk's clothes and shaving one's head, what else can people think of?
Pei Tan said, "There are over 3,000 monks in the entire Qinglong Temple. Even if we only count the young monks in the outer courtyard who have not yet qualified to enter the inner courtyard, there are nearly 2,000 people." So this lead is like finding a needle in a haystack among these 2,000 people?
"I don't understand, if it's so omniscient and great," Jing Yuanyu said quietly, "'he' can sneak into the attic and deceive all the monks, why would he want to move the wooden fish again?"
As expected, if this person continues to press down and not move, they may really not find the murder weapon.
Just like a master killer who never leaves any blood behind, one day he suddenly left his own blood at the crime scene.
Pei Tan's eyes were deep and profound, until it seemed like something flashed past, he said after a moment: "He didn't want to move the wooden fish, he wanted to take it away."
Jing Wan's face flashed a look of astonishment. Take away the wooden fish?
Pei Tan's deep eyes looked at Jing Wanyu: " 'He' initially just wanted to take the wooden fish away."
"Why?" Jing Wan'er couldn't help but ask.
"Because it's possible... 'he' knows that Mokkei is a killer."
Jing Wan'er was stunned.
After a while, she said: "Even if it is like that, why didn't 'he' take it away?"
Pei Tan looked at the girl: "Because of you."
Jing Wan'er was indeed a bit confused, and before she could speak up, Pei Tan said: "Because I met you in the courtyard. It must have startled 'him' greatly and disrupted his plans."
Imagine that person's original plan was to quietly take away the wooden fish and leave without disturbing anyone.
But this plan was also going smoothly, only when that person was about to leave, he "bumped" into Jing Wanyan who happened to be coming.
Jing Wantong wanted to say something, but suddenly closed her mouth tightly. Her eyes kept flashing.
Jing Wantong's actions last night can be explained as her wanting to take a risk and make a final attempt on the last day, regardless of the outcome.
At Jing Wan Er's place, her plan was also blocked. Perhaps... someone else's plan is the same too?
"He" didn't know that you were going to look for clues. Pei Tan's eyes flickered, "Perhaps 'he' thought that you already knew something, so he went to the attic in the middle of the night."
Jing Wan'er stared at Pei Tan, who didn't move a muscle.
Her memory was opened, and she remembered the man from last night, some ambiguous tone said that the attic had been listed as a forbidden place.
Jing Wan'er didn't dare to approach that person because she was afraid of being discovered. Then, why didn't that person also not approach her? Especially when discovering an outsider breaking into the forbidden area, shouldn't they immediately call for someone to capture her?
Jing Wan'er's eyes flashed again, and it was said that those who steal have the same mind.
Pei Tan saw Jing Wanyu's expression, "After you left, 'he' wasn't sure if you had already found out something, so 'he' hesitated and then hastily put the wooden fish back. Because he was afraid that you might discover that the wooden fish was gone." Once discovered, it would be like the three hundred taels of silver being exposed, and to avoid exposing the silver, there was no choice but to put the wooden fish back.
Pei's analysis delved deep into the human heart, and only then could he outline human behavior. And with this explanation, last night's puzzle became much more reasonable.
Jing Wan'er finally moved her eyes: "But because it was late at night, and the panic in his heart made him put the wooden fish in the wrong position." Moreover, what is called putting it in the wrong place is only a distance of an inch, who would notice in that situation.
" At least we know that what we're facing isn't a ghost or god, but a human being who can make mistakes."
The depression in her heart seemed to have alleviated a bit. Although Jing Wanyu knew that this was Pei Tan's comforting words, she still felt relieved from the bottom of her heart.
"Sir," said the girl with a clear gaze, "I'm afraid it's too late."
Pei Tan looked at her.
The bell of Qinglong Temple rang out at this time. The bell that rings once every hour, and when the next bell rings, noon has passed.
"Let's tell Master Hsuan Lien about the murder weapon and ask him to postpone Hui Ken's funeral." This was the only plan Ching Wen could think of.
Pei Tan shook his head: "This time, Xuanlian can't make the decision either."
The ritual of cleansing the body is hoped that when reincarnated, one can come and go cleanly, washing away all worldly impurities.
It wasn't until these three days that Jing Wanyi and the others came to realize that the purification ceremony was actually a funeral rite that had only been performed in the past when the abbot passed away, but Master Xuánlián had made an exception for Huìgēn.
But people can't come back to life after they die, and no matter how much mourning there is, it will eventually end.
Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan: "Sir, are you going to do nothing?"
This time it's not that Pei Tan doesn't want to stop it, but it has already exceeded his capabilities. Moreover, if he were to stop Hui Gen from being buried at this time, even with
How can I bear to investigate your case?
Jing Wan'er seemed to understand, and slightly lowered her eyelids.
All living beings suffer.