However, one code leads to another. He admired the old monk's wisdom and vision, but this was not a reason to prevent him from completing the task.
So after a moment of silence, he still spoke to the old monk: "Master's Dharma is profound, but I don't know if the demon in Master's heart has also been eliminated?"
The old monk was stunned and looked sideways at Xu Tong. A glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes. Xu Tong couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis.
murderous look!
Although it was only for a moment, it still made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, making him subconsciously want to take action.
But fortunately, this sense of oppression only lasted for a moment, and disappeared as the old monk's eyes returned to calmness.
"What a sharp-tongued person. You can go. I'm sorry for the poor reception of this poor monk."
An order was issued to expel guests, and Xu Tong could no longer stay here. He could only bow his hands, take three steps back toward the old monk, then turn around and walk away.
Just as he was about to leave, the old monk's warning came from the room.
"Young man, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. It's better for you to be careful these days. I'm afraid things will get messy after a while."
Xu Tong's heart skipped a beat. Without moving his head, he turned around and glanced sideways in the direction of the Buddhist hall. He didn't know whether the old monk's words were a threat, a reminder, or a sign of the upcoming turmoil for his master.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded and left quickly without looking back.
Oh, by the way, I’ll bring Chen Jian, the tool man, with me.
After leaving the temple gate, Xu Tong pressed Chen Jian's body a few times, and saw Chen Jian woke up in a daze, trying hard to shake his head: "Hi~~ What's wrong with me??"
Chen Jian only felt that his mind was foggy. He closed and opened his eyes. Why did he come out of the temple?
He looked back at Xu Tong with a strange look on his face, but he heard Xu Tong mockingly say in a cold voice: "You fell down and ended up like this, and you still have the nerve to accuse me."
"I fell down?"
Chen Jian had a look of disbelief on his face. He was the Sanda champion in the team. How could he break the piece just by falling down?
"Otherwise, it's a good thing I didn't bring a camera, otherwise I would have taken a photo of it for you."
He nodded heavily, put his hand on his heart, and assured Chen Jian.
"Then...what did you find out during your investigation??" Chen Jian had already begun to doubt himself, so he simply changed the topic and asked.
"No, not even a ghost can be seen in the ruined temple. Let's go to Yangzhuang and see how Li Nan and the others are doing with their investigation."
The old monk must have known the inside story, but he did not want to report this matter and planned to investigate it in other ways.
Yangzhuang is not far from here, and the two of them walked there.
When they arrived at Yangzhuang, they saw Li Nan asking about Guo Jinhua at a villager's house.
Several villagers who had some issues with Guo Jinhua were called over, but it was more of a cross-examination than an inquiry.
Question after question was asked, and the villagers' foreheads were covered with sweat. It was raining lightly tomorrow, and the cool breeze was very refreshing, but the villagers still felt a little out of breath from the questions.
Even so, nothing could be asked.
After all, Guo Jinhua is such a scumbag, and he has done countless immoral things in his daily life. The villagers hate him to the core, but when it comes to killing people, how can they, the honest villagers, have the courage to do so.
Li Nan asked around and could only end the inquiry depressedly. At this moment, Xu Tong suddenly sat down and took Li Nan's place.
But he seemed very casual. It was raining anyway, so why not take shelter here?
Li Nan casually chatted with the villagers, and all he heard was gossip about trivial matters unrelated to the case, such as how the harvest was this year, how many people were in the family, and so on.
Li Nan immediately curled his lips with a look of disdain on his face and ignored him.
When the villagers faced Xu Tong, a young and fair-skinned young man, he spoke nicely and could tell jokes from time to time, which made the villagers laugh for a while. Compared with Li Nan's ferocious appearance, they immediately developed a good impression of Xu Tong.
As we chatted, we became more relaxed and bold, and everyone began to chat among themselves.
After a while, I mentioned that there was a butcher king in the village. He had been butchering pigs all his life, and finally got a wife. However, when he gave birth to a child, he had difficulty in giving birth. His wife died, and the child was still stupid. Now that the child is older, he doesn’t even have a wife.
Can't say.
When talking about this, the villagers all ridiculed, saying that Butcher Wang killed pigs and committed too great a crime, which damaged his moral character and God punished him specially.
Xu Tong sat aside and listened, and couldn't help frowning. He suddenly felt that what the old monk said was right. He smashed the Reality Buddha to get rid of the demons in his heart. Looking at these villagers now, he felt that the smash was too light.
After talking about Butcher Wang, he started talking about the little girl from the Yang family, saying that the Yang family also had bad ancestors, and a girl in her early thirties went to the city to do... that.
Several villagers snickered at the mention of it, and then said with a relieved expression: "Fortunately, she still has some shame. As soon as this matter was exposed, this woman committed suicide by throwing herself into the river.
On the side, Li Nan had a dark face when he heard this and frowned: "I think you are also talking nonsense. Aren't you just talking nonsense? Can she commit suicide? She doesn't think about work every day. When she is free, she starts making irresponsible remarks. What can she give you after she dies?
What’s the benefit, is it a good idea to talk about things after dinner?”
Although Li Nan is a woman, she has developed a sense of righteousness over the years of handling cases, and she speaks with great vigor. Several villagers immediately blushed and dared not speak.
One villager still looked a little unconvinced, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "This is not what we said, it was Guo Jinhua and the others who said it, and they even reported it, and the girl from the Yang family really did
I was caught by you."
Li Nan frowned and was about to get angry when Xu Tong suddenly raised his head and looked coldly at the villager who spoke: "You just said it was Guo Jinhua and others who reported it. Who are they you are talking about?"
"Er..."
The villagers had a good impression of Xu Tong, but in fact, they just thought that this young man was easy to talk to. Unexpectedly, Xu Tong gave him a cold stare, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he felt like he was scared out of his soul.
Without even a moment of hesitation, the names of three people were revealed one after another, namely Tan Yangming, Fu Yifan, and Song Baosheng from the village.
They are all idle street kids in the village, hanging out with Guo Jinhua on weekdays.
Hearing this, Li Nan and others looked at each other, and Xu Tong suddenly stood up from his chair, patted Chen Jian who didn't understand what was going on, pointed at the snarky villager and said, "Bring it with you."
Let’s go to Fu Yifan’s house for this guy!”
Although Chen Jian was dissatisfied with Xu Tong's attitude towards him, but for some reason, he still turned around and walked towards the villager.
He was tall and thick, like the protector Wei Tuo, and his eyes were as big as copper bells. He was so frightened that the villagers' faces turned pale. They didn't even need to wait for Chen Jian to speak, and hurriedly jumped ahead to clear the way.
In fact, Xu Tong didn't expect the key, but his intuition told him that Guo Jinhua's death was just the beginning. Since these people were so close to Guo Jinhua, there might be something involved.
Seeing Xu Tong's vigorous and resolute appearance, Li Nan couldn't help but look at each other, but still followed him.
Fu Yifan's house is in the village, and someone will lead the way. It doesn't take any effort at all, and you can find their doorstep in less than a few minutes.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Chen Jian stepped forward and smashed the door. His fist as big as a casserole made the door rattle. Xu Tong and others all took a step back, fearing that the door would fall down and hit them.
After knocking several times, there was still no one inside. When Xu Tong saw this, he asked Chen Jian to kick the door open.
Chen Jian turned around and glared at Xu Tong angrily. That little look seemed to be saying: "I want you to teach me how to do things??"
Then he turned around and kicked him forward.
"Boom!"
Immediately, the door flew out. The villager leading the way shivered and almost sat down on the ground, staring straight at Chen Jian's thick and powerful thighs.
I couldn't help but think to myself: "Good guy, these legs are stronger than my cows. It would be a pity not to farm."
After the door was kicked open by Chen Jian, Xu Tong and others rushed in. However, before they could reach the door, a strong smell hit their nostrils.
The villager who followed him couldn't stop vomiting just after taking a whiff.
That's a very strange smell.
It's no better than the stench in a latrine. You'll get used to it after a few moments of nausea.
This stink is mixed with an indescribable aroma, just like you are cooking shit with sesame oil. It is a complete mixed attack. It will make your brain nerves constantly bombarded. For ordinary people, it is simply a nightmare.
Xu Tong and others' expressions changed, and they looked at each other. They were all too familiar with this smell. It was the rotten smell produced after death, also called rotten fragrance.
Li Nan immediately pushed the door open, and the scene before him made everyone frown.
The villager hiding behind was so frightened that his face turned pale, his crotch felt hot, and he couldn't help but scream from his chest: "Dead...dead!! Fu Yifan is dead!!"