in2ebook Chapter 261 Dilapidated Temple in the Mountains
Chapter 261 Dilapidated Temple in the Mountains
Chapter 261 Dilapidated Temple in the Mountains
Ye Shaohong had certainly heard of the poem on the embroidered handkerchief.
It's a famous work by Wang Wei, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty.
Red beans grow in the south; in spring, how many branches will sprout? I wish you would gather many, for this is the most cherished token of love and longing.
Interestingly, for some reason, the third concubine cut out the middle two sentences.
Only the beginning and the end remain.
Considering her age and status in the Sun family, the hidden meaning of this handkerchief becomes even deeper.
"Let's go."
"Haichao, you're from the Jiangcheng station of the Special Service Department, so you're practically a local bigwig. You should know people from the Hanyang County Police Bureau, right?" "Tomorrow morning, drive to Hanyang County and report what happened at the Sun residence."
"Have them send someone to examine the body."
After giving brief instructions, Ye Shaohong was also a little tired. More importantly, after all this commotion, the alcohol he had just drunk was making him feel drunk.
He also lost the desire to continue investigating and exploring further.
I just wanted to go back quickly and get a good night's sleep.
Yu Manli, Li Yunlong, and the others were also feeling sleepy, so they naturally didn't refuse. The five of them went out of the courtyard together and found some servants from the Sun family to report the news of the completed inspection to the old lady of the Sun family.
They also informed the old lady that they would send someone to the county town the next day to report to the police station.
After explaining everything, Ye Shaohong and the others returned to their courtyard.
They didn't gather to discuss anything and went to sleep peacefully. Early the next morning, Zhou Haichao drove out of the Sun residence, and Ye Shaohong and the others didn't linger there after breakfast.
Under the pretext of going out for sightseeing, they went straight up Jiuzhen Mountain.
Grandma Sun originally wanted to arrange someone to be their guide, but Ye Shaohong refused.
After leaving the Sun residence, Ye Shaohong and his men did not rush to take action immediately. Instead, they went to the town at the foot of the mountain, found the personnel they had placed there, and instructed them to investigate some matters.
After making arrangements, Ye Shaohong bought some grains, fruits and vegetables in the town and hired two local porters. The four of them then slowly made their way up Jiuzhen Mountain.
Enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, the process of climbing the mountain road was not difficult.
After passing through the Valley of the Soulmates, they soon arrived at the Stone of Playing the Qin.
According to the two local porters, this was the place where Zhong Ziqi often played the zither in ancient times. Whether it was true or not, Ye Shaohong couldn't tell.
But this "Playing the Qin Stone" has a unique shape; it does indeed look like a person playing the qin (a seven-stringed zither).
The wonders of nature's creations left Ye Shaohong and his companions speechless with admiration.
Continuing along the road, they soon arrived at the entrance of Jiuzhen Temple, which is known as "Little Wudang". Looking at the devout men and women passing by the temple from time to time, Ye Shaohong suddenly frowned.
"Strange, so strange."
“There is clearly a Taoist holy site on Jiuzhen Mountain with a history of more than 1,700 years, which is also famous in the surrounding area.”
"Then why did Old Mrs. Sun still go to find the monk Yuanhui in that dilapidated little temple?"
"Is it simply because of different beliefs?"
"But judging from the furnishings and the mannerisms of the people in the Sun family mansion, there's no sign of them being Buddhists," Ye Shaohong wondered, and then asked the two local porters about Master Yuanhui.
Ask them about Master Yuanhui's Buddhist teachings.
In the eyes of the local people, is he considered a highly virtuous monk?
The two local porters shook their heads simultaneously upon hearing Ye Shaohong's words.
"Young master, are you talking about that monk Yuanhui?"
"He can hardly be considered a high-ranking monk; at most, he's just a charlatan."
"But I heard from people that he seems to be able to exorcise demons and capture monsters!"
Of the two local porters, the younger one was clearly more talkative and less reserved than the middle-aged man.
He told the story he had heard without any hesitation.
When Ye Shaohong heard the young man say that the monk Yuanhui had once personally captured a female ghost and escorted her back to the temple, intending to convert her with Buddhist teachings, he almost burst into a tirade of curses.
What kind of bullshit monk is he?
really.
Capture the female ghost, bring her back to the temple, and convert her to Buddhism?
Such blatant acts of bullying men and women in broad daylight can become his means of spreading Buddhism and expanding his reputation?
The people of the Republic of China were truly feudal, ignorant, and easily deceived.
What about the old lady of the Sun family?
Although she was somewhat feudal and stubborn, she was very shrewd. How could she be deceived by the monk Yuanhui like an ordinary person?
This whole thing sounds so unreal.
Looking back on what he saw and heard at the Sun residence that day, Ye Shaohong felt more and more that the Sun family was very complicated.
The place was small, but it was filled with filth and disgust.
The eldest aunt and concubines in Sun Yihui's family all had their own thoughts and purposes.
It's a complete mess.
There are too many twists and turns here. Ye Shaohong has only just arrived and entered the Sun family yesterday, so he cannot fully understand the situation.
The only thing he can do now is to stand by and watch.
To uncover the truth little by little.
After listening to the porters' stories, Ye Shaohong and his group rested enough and resumed their journey.
Jiuzhen Mountain is not high.
It was less than 300 meters away, but the mountain path was a bit rugged, and Ye Shaohong and his group kept stopping to admire the surrounding scenery, which delayed their journey.
Now, they quickened their pace and walked for another twenty minutes before arriving at the entrance of a small temple on the shady side of the mountain.
Compared to Jiuzhen Temple, this little temple is truly dilapidated.
Not to mention believers, even the path leading up the mountain hasn't been trampled out.
Ye Shaohong led Yu Manli, Li Yunlong, and Zhuang Yifan in front, followed by two local porters, trudging through the overgrown weeds to the entrance of the dilapidated temple.
Just as he was about to pound on the dilapidated temple gate, a young monk opened a crack from the inside and came out.
His eyes were filled with innocent curiosity, and they lit up immediately when he saw Ye Shaohong and the others outside the gate.
The little monk bowed slightly in respect and then smiled again.
"Amitabha."
"Esteemed guests, my master cordially invites you!"
Before he finished speaking, the little monk had already stepped aside and forcefully pushed open the rickety wooden door.
Then a messy, dilapidated courtyard appeared before Ye Shaohong and his companions. "Little monk, how did your master know we were coming?"
Curious, Ye Shaohong asked the question that had been bothering him.
He also wanted to know if the monk Yuanhui, whom the old lady of the Sun family had high hopes for but was looked down upon by the porters in the mountains, truly possessed any real skills.
The young monk was too young to understand the intricacies of the situation. Upon hearing Ye Shaohong's question, he had no intention of hiding anything.
He turned around and pointed directly to the inner courtyard pavilion.
Then he responded with a smile.
"It's very simple. Before you came, my master and I were doing our homework upstairs when we saw you coming!"
Okay.
It's said that monks don't lie, but sometimes, these honest words can be quite hurtful. The little monk's words, if not said aloud, would not only instantly ruin the atmosphere but also add a touch of absurdity.