The morning light was light and Bo Ruoyou entered the door of the room and found something was wrong with Huo Weilou today. His eyes looked at her inexplicably, as if something had been done that made him dissatisfied.

Bo Ruoyou held his eyes and bowed intently, but Huo Weilou did not answer. He still looked at her with that dark look for a moment, and then suddenly stood up and walked out, "Come with me."

Everyone had used vegetarian food, and Huo Weilou went straight to the back mountain. Master Jingming was the presidency of the temple. Today, he sent a monk in charge of the Dharma name Lehui to follow Huo Weilou.

Master Jingming is over fifty years old and is nearly sixty years old. The word "来" is ranked behind the word "来", which is the second highest generation in the temple. This is the eldest disciple of Master Jingming after his death.

"My master is in poor health. In recent years, he has been devoted to practicing Buddhism. He has no longer been involved in everything in the temple. Usually, the little monks and several senior brothers are in charge of the miscellaneous affairs in the temple." Lehui was slightly fat, with a smile on her face, and she felt a kind-hearted and kind-eyed look.

Everyone walked west along the small path in the temple, passed through a quiet Buddhist temple, and then passed a bamboo forest. Then they reached the west gate of Famen Temple. Lehui pointed to the path outside the gate, "Go out and follow this road to go back for a while, and then it is the back mountain. There is a purple bamboo forest in the back mountain. Among the bamboo forest is an inscription and a small pagoda left by the previous dynasty. The inscriptions are all Buddhist verses, which are quite precious. The disciples in the temple practice morning classes, and most of them are bypassed by the foot of the back mountain and then return."

Lehui said as she walked out and led the way.

The mountain is not high, and Famen Temple occupies almost the entire Qixia Mountain. Its main Buddhist temple goes up from the middle of the mountain to the Changming Pagoda on the top of the mountain. From the west gate and east gate of the temple, you can walk around to the back mountain.

Because the weather has become warmer recently, the remaining snow has melted, but in the middle of the mountain forest in the early morning, there is still a lot of coldness left. Bo Ruoyou followed Huo Weilou and subconsciously closed his cloak. Soon, the purple bamboo forest arrived.

The Bluestone Banshan Road extends to the purple bamboo forest. On the way, you can see small pagodas along the way. When you reach the purple bamboo forest, there are more stone tablets and pagodas. Some pagodas are enshrined with incense and candles before, and a faint smell of sandalwood can be vaguely smelled in the forest.

Lehui pointed to the north, "There are many paths in the bamboo forest, and there are roads to the mountains on the west and the east side, and the north side is Wanfo Cliff." At this point, Lehui's expression condensed, "Mr. Feng probably fell from near Wanfo Cliff that day."

Huo Weilou did not hesitate and walked directly to the Wanfo Cliff that Hui said.

Walking north along the main road in the forest, I soon saw the bamboo forest being divided into two, and a mountain pavilion next to the cliff appeared at the end. The pavilion was built on the edge of the cliff, ten feet inches, red painted columns, and the eaves were quite complex carved on the eaves. The gray tiles were on the top of the mountain, and there were beautiful people resting on the railings. You could see the vastness of the mountain at the distance. The closer you got, the more the mountain wind whistled.

Lehui pointed to the railing: "Stand here and cannot be seen, you can only see it at the foot of the mountain. Below this mountain pavilion is a very flat broken wall. During the previous dynasty, craftsmen carved nearly a hundred Buddha statues on the broken wall, so the name of Wanfo Cliff was given. Later, after more than a hundred years, most of the Buddha statues were eroded by the wind. Now, at the foot of the mountain, only more than ten Buddha statues can be seen."

"This place is outside the temple, and it can be regarded as a scenic spot in Qixia Mountain. Therefore, every year in spring and summer, there are more tourists and many people come here. However, when facing the cliff, it is very likely to cause danger. Therefore, the railings outside the pavilion have been reinforced in the temple many times. If you enjoy the scenery here, it is not much, but if you go out of the forest, you may fall down."

Huo Weilou glanced at him and stepped forward to pat the fence outside the mountain pavilion. The fence was indeed solid, so his eyes moved slightly and turned to the bamboo forest on the left. The mountain pavilion was the observation deck, which was still separated from the bamboo forest on both sides by fences. However, if people entered through the bamboo forest, there were no railings on the edge of the bamboo forest.

Huo Weilou stepped on the mud covered with dead branches and leaves in the forest. Bo Ruoyou followed behind and leaned over to look at the mud on the ground. He quickly said, "Marty, the mud here is exactly the same as the mud stains on Lord Feng's shoes."

Huo Weilou said, "That's when Feng Lun came here before his death."

However, the incident happened five days ago. Many days passed and it was hard to find traces in the forest. Huo Weilou ordered people to look around, and he walked to the edge of the bamboo forest. Looking down, it was indeed the same as what Hui said. Although it was not a straight cliff, it was also an extremely steep slope. From now on, it would be either dead or injured.

The embroidered clothes dispersed all over the forest. Bo Ruoyou walked up and looked down, frowned and said, "If Lord Feng falls from here, he will have some scratches on his body, so Lord Feng should fall straight from the mountain pavilion."

She leaned over to look under the cliff. Seeing that her feet were about to step on the edge, Huo Weilou couldn't help but raise his hand and hold her arm, and then pulled her inward, "Be careful!"

His voice was stern. Bo Ruoyou looked up inexplicably and found that Huo Weilou seemed to have evil fire today. She hurriedly took another step back, thinking that she was doing well last night, but she really didn't know where she had provoked him.

"Minister girl... go to the mountain pavilion again."

Bo Ruoyou walked away as the best strategy, but Huo Weilou's eyes seemed to stick to her, and he insisted on staring her out of a hole. It was not until she left the bamboo forest and entered the mountain pavilion that the urgency disappeared.

Bo Ruoyou was puzzled in his heart, what's wrong?

Reducing his suspicious thoughts, Bo Ruoyou began to carefully check next to the fence. The fences were all hardwood, with a wide and narrow palm, with red paint on them. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a while, turned around and leaned against the fence, leaned against it, and looked over and over again, his frown spread a little.

Huo Weilou came out of the forest, "What are you doing?"

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, "Last night, I found several hidden bruises on Lord Feng, especially at his back." She leaned against the railing, as if she was Feng Lun. "Master Feng was only half an inch taller than the girl in the civilians. The bruises were exactly the same as the railing. The bruises were blue and purple, and there were many bleeding under the skin. It was caused by someone pressing on the railing and Lord Feng struggled hard. At the same time, there was also a bruise in front of Master Feng's abdomen, but it was lighter-"

As he said that, Bo Ruoyou raised his right arm, "This time, Lord Feng's right arm and shoulders were bruised, especially the injuries on his arm had finger marks, which were mostly left by struggle with others-"

Bo Ruoyou suddenly frowned slightly, as if there were too many scars, and it was difficult for her to restore how Feng Lun had argued with others. At this time, Huo Weilou walked up and said, "Where is the injury on his shoulder?"

Bo Ruoyou recalled for a moment, "The position of the left shoulder and the left shoulder to the neck is very obvious..."

Huo Weilou narrowed his phoenix eyes, suddenly approached a little, and asked again, "Where is the scar of his right hand?"

Bo Ruoyou pointed to his right forearm, "Close to the place where his wrist."

Huo Weilou nodded, and the next moment, he grabbed Bo Ruoyou's right forearm.

"Don't be afraid."

He comforted her first, and then, with a light force, instantly loosened her right arm and cut her back behind her. She also turned from leaning against the fence to lying on the fence.

Huo Weilou landed his hand on her left shoulder and close to her neck, "But here?"

Bo Ruoyou was suddenly shocked by him and immediately became shocked. When she realized what he was doing, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her right hand was cut back, and Huo Weilou pressed her hands on her shoulders. Although she did not use force, she could not move. Once she used her strength, Feng Lun was old and naturally had no power to fight back!

She didn't understand martial arts, so she didn't understand it clearly, but Huo Weilou understood it immediately.

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up, "It's here, so that's how it is, it matches the wounds on Lord Feng's body-"

Huo Weilou held the thin and slender arm as thin as tender lotus in one hand, and landed on her thin shoulders and neck with the other hand. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his thumb wearing a black jade ring actually slid across the delicate skin beside her collar. Her skin was as delicate as porcelain, and it was now covered with thin cold in the forest, but when it came to Huo Weilou, it felt very hot.

Huo Weilou's fingertips numb, and the next moment he released Bo Ruoyou.

Bo Ruoyou didn't realize it at all, and she said in confusion: "But what is the murder weapon?"

Since it was to push the case, Bo Ruoyou didn't feel that Huo Weilou was rude in this trip. She turned around and said seriously: "Mr. Feng's death was the skull of the hind head, but this kind of shattering is different from being hit by heavy objects. The skull is shattered in the center of the circle, and the surrounding shattering, and the inner bone plate is shattered. Master Feng is the second type. The weapon that injured him should be some kind of small blunt weapon-"

Bo Ruoyou searched on the ground, but most of the forests were brown and fertile soil. Even if you accidentally saw one or two stones, they were also stones with sharp mouths. Feng Lun's skull trauma was not cut by the sharp mouth.

"Is it some kind of weapon?" Huo Weilou suddenly asked.

Bo Ruoyou doesn't understand weapons, "Weapons and civilians only know swords, guns, swords and halberds, but these weapons have blades. Even if they attack the head, the wounds left behind should not be like this..."

"There are not no weapons without blades. They are like slaughter and mace, and they all have blades without blades, and their lethality is also amazing. In addition, there are also common weapons in Buddhist places." After a pause, Huo Wei said: "Most monks in the temple use sticks as weapons."

The murderer uses a stick to harm people?

Bo Ruoyou's eyes lit up slightly, but soon, she shook her head, "That night, Lord Feng went out alone. Whether the murderer followed him or had an appointment with him, it was unlikely that he would come with a stick with him. Moreover, the murderer had a dispute with Lord Feng before. If the murderer had a stick, why bother with Lord Feng? It would be better to just use a stick."

Bo Ruo thought for a moment, "So the female girl thought that the murderer was mostly from the local materials, or could be carried with her, and was not easily discovered, such as small items such as seals, jade, etc.." At this point, she frowned in distress, "But although these small items are hard, they are unlikely to kill people-"

After Bo Ruoyou said a few words, Huo Weilou fully understood what the murderer was like. From the extraordinary weapons, it was inferred that Eunuch Fu and several embroidered clothes came from the bamboo forest on the east side. Eunuch Fu sighed: "Marty, Youyou, this forest is also very ordinary. The stone road leads to various places, and the pagoda and inscriptions are not abnormal."

Huo Weilou frowned and glanced into the forest to the east. At this moment, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrow.

He saw the fence on the east side. The mountain pavilion was empty on all sides, with only the eaves of the pillars as the main body. Although the railing on the north side was in the style of a beauty, the east side was separated from the bamboo forest, but there was a row of red lacquer railings. I saw the rods, the pillars, the slabs, and the ground bags. Only the lotus petals on the pillar attracted Huo Weilou's attention.

In the Buddhist holy land, most of the carved patterns are Buddha lotus. It is common to have lotus petals on the pillar here. The wood carved head is lifelike, like a budding Buddha lotus standing tall and graceful, while the tip of the lotus is as smooth as a ghost.

The death of the deceased is at the back of the head. I usually think that it was the murderer holding a weapon in his hand to kill the deceased, but if the weapon is not moved, what if the murderer hits the deceased?

Huo Weilou walked to the looking column, and there were six looking columns in a row, only two feet apart. Huo Weilou looked at the fence near the cliff, and soon, his phoenix eyes condensed.

"The weapon is here."

Bo Ruoyou heard the sound and saw the Buddha Lotus looking at the pillar in front of Huo Weilou, and his expression changed immediately. When she walked to Huo Weilou, she saw that although the wooden carved looking column in front of Huo Weilou was tightly matched, the ground bags under the pillar had cracks due to disrepair. Feng Lun had seen a lot of blood. Even if the blood on the surface was wiped clean, most of the missing cracks were missing.

Huo Weilou stood up and said, "Come on, remove the fence here."

Several embroidered clothes came forward and used the sword she carried with her to disassemble the wooden railing. Soon, the wooden search rod and the floor bag were separated. After this, the blood color that was left in the gap between the floor bag and the search rod immediately appeared.

Bo Ruoyou was quite happy, "Mr. Hou is wise!"

Huo Weilou looked at her, and there was less of the previous seriousness between his eyebrows and eyes. Eunuch Fu stepped forward and said, "So this is the place where Lord Feng was killed?"

Huo Weilou nodded, and Eunuch Fu said in confusion: "What are you doing here at night? You are still harmed by others."

Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly sunk, and he waved to Lai Lu Ke, "Send someone to search the mountain again." After giving the order, he looked at Hui on the side, "Where is Feng Lun's Zen Temple?"

"Mr. Feng's Zen Temple is on the west side, and it is not far from General Yue, so the young monk will take the marquis there."

Huo Weilou ordered people to take the removed fence back to the temple for physical evidence, and then headed to where Feng Lun lived. At this moment, the sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and it was too late. Fortunately, it took some effort to determine the place where Feng Lun was killed. So why did he go to Wanfo Cliff alone that night?

Lehui said that Feng Lun and Yue Mingquan's Zen Temple were approaching. When they arrived outside Feng Lun Temple, everyone could see where Yue Mingquan was living. At this moment, there was an embroidered robes outside Yue Mingquan's courtyard. When they heard the movement, Yue Mingquan walked out of the courtyard.

After raising his salute, Yue Mingquan asked, "Herde, has there been progress?"

Huo Weilou said in a low voice: "You lived close to Feng Lun. Did you hear any movement that night when he left the yard?"

Yue Mingquan shook his head, "The lower-ranking official is in the courtyard. If it weren't for the heavy movement, he wouldn't be able to hear it."

Huo Weilou glanced at him lightly, "You said you got along very well with Feng Lun back then, but when Lu Ke came at night, you went to see him, but you didn't even call Feng Lun?"

Wu Yu and Wang Qingfu lived close to each other, so they often went out together. Yue Mingquan and Feng Lun were old acquaintances. If they wanted to go out to meet Lu Ke, they would not come and invite each other when they knew that Feng Lun would definitely go.

Yue Mingquan smiled bitterly when he heard this, "This... Although we got along very well back then, we haven't seen each other for many years, so it's not easy for the officials to be too warm. And when the officials left the yard that day, they saw that the lights in the yard were turned off, and they thought he had left."

Huo Weilou heard this explanation and walked into the Zen temple.

The Zen temples in the temple are all ordinary decorations, and Feng Lun doesn’t have many private belongings. On the desk by the window, two bags are all Feng Lun’s private belongings. The house is empty and it is almost impossible to find clues.

Feng Lun was dead, and his private property could be evidence, so Huo Weilou did not hesitate. However, when he opened the two bags, he saw that they were just some clothes and silver notes. In addition, the house was as tidy as new as if no one had lived in it.

Huo Weilou frowned, and he could not find a direct clue, so the case was in trouble. Yue Mingquan stood by and watched, worried. Huo Weilou glanced at him and ordered: "Summon Master Jingkong's disciples."

This time, the old case has not been resolved, but the person involved is dead. Huo Weilou originally planned to die in the past few days. It would be helpful to the case ten years ago. But now, I am afraid that both sides will investigate it together.

After leaving Feng Lun's house, Lin Huai was waiting outside. When he heard that Huo Weilou was about to see Master Jingkong's disciples, he said, "Master Jingkong had only three introductory disciples. One of them left Famen Temple five years ago, and there were two masters, Lejue and Lefan, left in the temple. This time, Master Liaofan first said that the bone was Master Jingkong."

Since she mentioned the bones, Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but feel a little ready to ask if she was not her boss. She had never seen that bone last night. Now she was about to test the bones, so she stepped forward, "Marquis—"

Huo Weilou paused, and Lin Huai and others looked at her.

Bo Ruoyou asked: "Maybe the young girl went for a bone test?"

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were slightly narrow, and he turned to order: "Let Ye Jue and Lefan go to the yard of the west to meet this marquis."

The embroidered clothes responded, and Huo Weilou took Bo Ruoyou to the yard where the corpse was stuck. Most of the ten-year-old bones were difficult to leave clues. Bo Ruoyou's face was slightly calmer and he dared not be disrespectful. The courtyard had only arrived last night. Today, the group went straight to the main hall. As soon as he entered the door, Bo Ruoyou walked to the coffin.

The white bones covered with white bones had been lifted up by Huo Weilou, so Bo Ruoyou saw the bones that were placed in human form at a glance.

This is an adult man's skeleton. Because of his age, his skin and flesh faded into a light gray wax and attached to the bones. The person who put the bones had thought about it. According to the human form, he connected the skeleton almost tightly. However, Bo Ruoyou only took a look and his eyes changed, as if he had seen something horrible.

Huo Weilou stared at him, "What's wrong?"
To be continued...