“That’s how it is.”

Wuneng swallowed his saliva: "After talking to Su* in the morning, the master ordered me to preach the precepts to the monks in the temple, so that everyone could not leave the temple for no reason. As a result, when counting the number of people, I found that a little novice monk who was practicing in this temple was gone.

After repeatedly verifying that he was indeed missing, our temple sent someone to report the case to Wannian County. The monk said that Su** was investigating the robbery of the child in Shangyuanye. The little novice monk who lost his clan in this temple may be related to this case.

So the mage asked me to come here and inform Su**."

"I see."

Pei Xingjian glanced at Li Siwen and nodded secretly.

In this case, there are more than just Chang'an County, but also Wannian County.

From this point of view, the two counties have to work together.

Later, we will send someone to contact Wannian County to see how to integrate the manpower and concentrate our efforts on solving the case.

"Master Wuneng, what is the name of the little novice monk in your temple? How old is it? When did you finally see him?"

Su Dawei asked Wuneng questions.

"Oh, regarding the missing little novice monk, the master wrote a document, Su**, look."

Wuneng stretched out his hand from his sleeve and took out a leaf.

Bay leaf is the leaves of a shell tree, which originated from India. Buddhists often use this leaf to copy Sanskrit.

Master Xuanzang especially likes to write this object. The letter he wrote to Na Luo Monk last time was also written with pea leaves.

Su Dawei took the Baye handed over by Wuneng with both hands, glanced at County Jun and Li Siwen, and then his eyes fell on Baye.

After reading the letter written by Master Xuanzang on Baye, he was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!