Li Changqing: “…”

This guy is so crap.

Li Changqing asked with a dark face: "Guess where am I?"

"Um……"

The other side of the phone was silent for a while, and then asked with some uncertainty: "In the detective center?"

This bastard is really accurate in guessing. Forget it, the matter is over, and it doesn't make sense to continue to care about such things with Hu Xiong.

He said: "I have been to an abandoned factory with Shen Qingdai today."

Li Changqing informed Hu Xiong of the general situation of the abandoned factory.

After hearing this, Hu Xiong did not show any shock or interest in the corpse king.

This further affirmed some of Li Changqing's conjectures.

Li Changqing said directly: "The last time Shirakawa got the purple handkerchief, you knew what the evil thing was inside, right?"

"What's the situation inside?"

Hu Xiong was very hesitant on the other side of the phone, and then slowly said: "Li Changqing, this matter is more complicated than you think. I can't tell you about the abandoned factory without authorization."

"I am a preparatory member of the Thirty-Sixth Bureau, and I can't know?"

Li Changqing wanted to figure out what was going on in the abandoned factory.

"Sorry, this matter must be authorized by the director, or you can officially join the 36th Bureau." Hu Xiong paused: "You kid try to avoid going to that abandoned factory in the future."

Li Changqing couldn't get what he wanted from Hu Xiong, so he chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.

"hiss."

At this moment, a torn pain came from his chest, causing cold sweat to burst into Li Changqing's forehead.

He took off his shirt and looked at his chest. The place where the pain was still there was the chest, the mark like a black earthworm.

However, at this time, it has become much longer.

And Li Changqing noticed that it seemed to be spreading and lengthening in the direction of his neck.

What exactly is this?

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at the mark, Li Changqing felt a little vague premonition in his heart. He had to find a way to find a place to check it out to see if he could find clues about this thing.

He soon thought of a good place to go.

...

In a delicate office in Linjiang Wharf, Shen Qingdai sat on the sofa with an unknown anger in his heart.

"Miss Fifth, this is the style of the master. Any explanation that cannot be achieved will be regarded as an excuse."

Uncle Yun slowly handed Shen Qingdai a cup of tea.

Since they came back in the afternoon, they immediately called the master to report the situation of the abandoned factory.

However, the master ignored other factors such as whether the abandoned factory was a corpse king.

In his concept, if you don’t do things well, you can’t do it without making excuses.

There are quite a few secrets in the port where Huang Chao is responsible. At least he must determine his life and death and whether the secret is known by others.

Shen Qingdai's progress after arriving in Nanlin City made him not very satisfied. At this moment, he even said that because of the abandoned factory, he didn't want to continue to investigate.

"snort."

Shen Qingdai's eyes were cold: "It's okay if I don't ask me to check it out, why do you want the fourth brother to come here to do? That brainless thing must be looking for death in an abandoned factory."

Shen Qingdai complained about her fourth brother, but Uncle Yun was not easy to respond. He smiled awkwardly and said, "When the fourth young master arrives, I will stop him and not let him go."

"Can you stop his brain?"

...

The next morning, the sun shone brightly and the wind was bright.

Li Changqing brought some gifts in his hand, and after asking passers-by, he came to the door of Tongxin Temple.

Tongxin Temple is located on the hillside of a city park in Nanlin City.

Built along the mountains, the scenery is unique, and people are running and walking in the morning and evening.

There are quite a lot of people who believe in Buddhism in the Suzaku Federation. In theory, the incense in Tongxin Temple should be good.

But on the contrary, Tongxin Temple has a bad incense...

Tongxin Temple is not big, there are only six temple houses, the largest one, which is to worship Buddha statues, and then to the Sutra Pavilion, the presidency of the bedroom, the monk's bedroom, the kitchen, and the toilet.

Outside Tongxin Temple, there is a red wall, and a monk's introduction column is hung on it.

Host: Master Tongdeng, who has participated in the Federal Buddhist Conference...

There is also a photo of a monk in his seventies hanging on it, sitting cross-legged, looking like a monk who has attained enlightenment.

Next to it is an introduction to other monks, who all learned Buddhism from elementary school and tried to promote Buddhism with great ambitions.

He also discovered the appearance of Monk Jinghui. This picture should have been PSed, and he almost didn't recognize it.

“A great place to make money.”

Li Changqing couldn't help but sigh.

This is much more money than working hard on detectives.

Those who believe in Buddha, no matter whether they have money or not, can you not be stingy in front of Buddha, right?

Moreover, the temple business can be said to be profitable and profitable.

What do most believers in Buddhism ask for?

Be healthy, get rich, and have a spiritual sustenance.

When chanting Buddhist scriptures, the monks would say a few more Buddhist Zen words that they didn’t understand. After pretending to be enough, they would be able to feel happy, as if they were united by themselves and could meet their great spiritual needs.

In this regard, the function of the temple is very similar to that of a psychiatrist.

As for whether it can really make people healthy and get promoted and make money, is it important?

After asking for Buddha and worshiping Buddha, he was promoted and made a fortune. That was when the Buddha appeared, and he had to donate another incense money afterwards.

If your family is destroyed and your wealth is blocked, you will tell you: Everything has cause and effect and is destined. Only when you suffer and practice Buddhism in this life can you break out of the six realms of reincarnation in the next life.

Believers will also think that their hearts are not sincere enough...

When you open your mouth, you will make sense.

What a great place to make money.

The door of Tongxin Temple was not closed, and Li Changqing walked straight in. In the direction of the lobby, the sound of wooden fish chanting and the sound of many monks reciting scriptures came.

When he came to the door, all the bald heads he had turned his back to his own, and they were a little reflective.

Li Changqing couldn't recognize who Jinghui was.

He didn't bother the monks to recite scriptures, and waited quietly outside the door.

After a while, I finished reciting the scriptures.

The old monk sitting in front slowly opened his eyes.

The old monk was wearing a red cassock and holding a string of brown Buddhist beads in his hand. He was also the master of the lamp opening in the introduction outside the door.

When Monk Tongdeng saw Li Changqing looking around the many monks, he slowly asked: "Is the donor here to find someone?"

Li Changqing also folded his hands together and gave a gift: "Is Master Jinghui here?"

The old monk waved his hand, and the monks in the house dispersed one by one. These monks were not old every year. The oldest was thirty and the youngest was only fifteen.

There are only eight people.

They are also busy carrying water, cooking, sweeping the floor, etc.

"Jinghui?" Tongdeng got up, came to Li Changqing, and smiled and said, "He went out to beg for alms. Are you his friend?"
Chapter completed!