MTL - Denghuaxiao

Chapter 49 Incident

Lu Zhen did not expect to meet Pei Yunying here.

With a quick glance in the rain yesterday, she saw that Pei Yunying was leaving in a direction other than this with the monks around her. Xu Lai had other things to do in the temple. I didn't expect to meet him here early this morning.

Before she could answer, on the other side, a tall man in green clothes beside Pei Yunying asked him: "Who is this..."

 He chuckled: "An acquaintance."

Lu Zhen believed that he only had a casual relationship with Prince Pei and could never be called familiar with him. It's just that people are here now, and if they are ignored, they are trying to hide it. Then he nodded to him generously: "Master Pei."

Pei Yunying walked up to her with a smile.

Most of the pilgrims who come to Wan'en Temple to offer incense are female relatives, and most of them wear plain clothes due to the Dharma ceremony. The color of this man's clothes is not flashy, but the golden crown and black clothes on his body, and the layers of green willows and fragrant spring grass behind him, add a bit of handsomeness and grace that ordinary people don't have.

 Handsome young people always attract attention no matter where they stand. Not long after, someone came back to his senses from the panic of the murder just now and looked at this side frequently.

Pei Yunying looked at Lu Yun, glanced at the corridor of Wuhuai Garden behind her, and asked, "Why is Doctor Lu here?"

 Lu Zhen replied: "I'm here to offer incense."

He smiled and said: "It's not that doctors and the King of Hell are mortal enemies. How come Doctor Lu still believes in gods and Buddhas?"

Lu Zong’s tone remained unchanged: “Doctors also require marriage.”

Hearing this, Pei Yunying seemed a little surprised, and then quickly looked towards the garden gate, where more officers in soap clothes were walking towards the Dharma Hall.

Lu Zong followed his gaze and heard him say: "Someone died in Fangsheng Hall."

Pei Yunying turned to look at her, her tone unclear whether it was serious or joking: "Why don't Doctor Lu go and take a look?"

The rain from last night has not dried up yet. Behind him, the remaining rain rolled down on a few banana leaves, like scattered crystal beads all over the ground.

Yin Zheng was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palms.

Lu Zhen said calmly: "Doctors only look at living people, but only Wu Zuo looks at dead people. I am not Wu Zuo."

He nodded: "Yes." He looked at Lu Yun again and sighed: "Doctor Lu, why do I feel that you are always wary of me? Speaking of which, I have saved you, and I have never offended you in the past."

Although this man sighed, he still had a smile on his face. The light in the rouge shop was dim last time, but now I could see clearly under the warm sun. When he smiled, there was a small pear dimple on his lips, which for nothing gave him the brightness and kindness that only young people can have.

 If you can ignore the probing look in his eyes.

Lu Zhuo's expression did not change and he said calmly: "Master Pei is thinking too much."

He glanced at Lu Zong and was about to speak again when someone suddenly ran over and stopped beside him: "Sir!"

It was a young man wearing a wisteria-colored silk robe with a round face and round eyes. When he saw Lu Huan, the young man was also startled, and then he said in surprise: "Isn't this the girl we met downstairs in Baoxiang last time?"

Lu Chen also recognized him. Last time, Pei Yunying asked this young man to take Lu Dashan back. She still vaguely remembered the young man's name, which seemed to be Duan Xiaoyan.

Duan Xiaoyan seemed to be full of warmth and wanted to talk to Lu Zhuo, but Pei Yunying only looked at him lightly, so he could only stand still and reply word by word with the news he had just received.

“A man died in the Release Hall. He was drowned in the water tank containing the released turtles. Wu Zuo came to see him and said he died because he was delirious after drinking and fell into the water tank without getting up.”

Hearing this, Xiao Zhufeng frowned and asked, "Why are you still going to the abandoned side hall if you are drunk?"

Duan Xiaoyan took a step forward, lowered his voice and said: "Isn't that right? There were also paper horses found in the hall, and there were incense ashes in the shrine. This person came to worship a god. It is not good to worship any god, but the former one." Statue of God. This time the trouble is big. Even though the person is dead, I'm afraid there will still be trouble at home."

There is no explicit prohibition against worshiping the statues of the former dynasty, but people all over the world know whether it is sinful to worship the statues of the former dynasty.

Pei Yunying sneered: "You have to make offerings after drinking wine. This person has a very generous heart."

"I'm surprised too." Duan Xiaoyan added, "But later on when they interrogated the deceased's servant, it seemed that the deceased had been possessed by an evil spirit. He talked about ghosts all the time. A few days ago, a Taoist priest was hired to exorcise evil spirits from the house. Listen. He said that he came to the Dharma conference this time to let the Bodhisattva help liberate the resentful ghosts."

As he spoke, he felt horrified: "I just didn't expect that the resentment ghost that haunted him was so powerful. Not only was it not eliminated, it also fascinated his mind and made him drown himself in the pool." He said: "You don't believe this nonsense."

"Of course I didn't believe it at first!" Duan Xiaoyan cried out: "But Wu Zuo didn't find anything wrong with him. He just drowned himself."

Pei Yunying pondered for a moment and asked, "What was the boy doing last night?"

"He said that his master went to bed early last night. He served the deceased on the bed. After the deceased fell asleep, he went next door and played leaf cards with a few boys all night. When the man died, he had been playing for a long time. It’s his card. Someone testified that he didn’t kill him.”

Pei Yunying said nothing.

Duan Xiaoyan asked cautiously: "Sir, do you think there is something behind this matter?"

Xiao Zhufeng said coldly: "Whether there is any inside story or not, this person secretly worshiped the gods and Buddhas of the previous dynasty. This matter has ended here."

 His death is not as important as his private sins. No one will look for the truth for a potential sinner, and even the family of the deceased may be implicated by him.

Pei Yunying said calmly: "This case is not under the jurisdiction of the front manager, Duan Xiaoyan, please don't get involved."

 Duan Xiaoyan agreed.

They did not avoid Lu Lu during their conversation, perhaps because the content of the conversation was not confidential. There were many pilgrims in Wan'en Temple today, so sooner or later, these superficial news would become known to everyone.

Lu Chen does not intend to stay here for a long time. Someone died in the temple today, so the Qinglian Dharma Assembly may not be held as usual. At this time, the guards have not sealed the temple gate.

 You should go down the mountain as soon as possible...

Just when Lu Zong thought of this, he suddenly heard bursts of exclamations from the crowd in front, accompanied by people shouting in panic: "A dead person!"

She raised her eyes and saw that the crowd in front of her was quickly dispersing, as if they were avoiding the plague. The dispersed crowd gradually cleared the blocked line of sight, and she saw a figure in a small pavilion not far from Wuhuai Garden. The fat young man lay half on the ground, breathing heavily.

Lu Zong frowned slightly, hesitated for only a moment, and then quickly stepped forward.

Yin Zheng behind him was startled: "Girl?"

"It's okay." Lu Yan said, "Bring me the medical kit."

She walked into the pavilion in a few steps and saw that the young man's face was red, like a dying fish, desperately scratching his throat, panting shapelessly, and almost passing away.

Yin Zheng had already taken the medical box from the house and hurried over. Lu Zhu opened the medical box, took out the golden needle from the long cloth, and aimed at the young man's acupuncture points such as Baihui, Fengchi, Dazhui, and Dingchuan.

Yin Zheng said: "Girl, he is..."

"Phlegm accumulates in the lungs, and when triggered by triggers, the phlegm blocks the airway, the airway becomes tight, the lungs lose their lungs, and the lung qi ascends and reverses, causing phlegm and wheezing." Lu Zhu held down the hand of the person on the ground and refused to let go. He continued to scratch and touch the golden needle, and said to Yin Zheng: "It's okay, just **** it with acupuncture."

Just after saying this, a woman suddenly called out anxiously from behind: "Lin'er—"

Before Lu Zhuo could say anything, he saw a plump woman in beautiful clothes covered in gold ornaments hurriedly walked over. She pushed aside the silver zheng and Lu Zhuo in a few seconds, rushed to the young man's side, and said "darling" and "darling" first. "Brother Lin," he yelled randomly, and then glared at Lu Yan: "Who are you? How dare you be so unreasonable to my son!"

Lu Zhen saw that her hand accidentally touched the golden needle, he couldn't help but frowned, and stepped forward and said: "He has an asthma attack..."

Before she finished speaking, a tall guard appeared from nowhere beside the woman and pushed Lu Zong back hard: "What do you want to do?"

This guard was tall and powerful, and his movements were extremely rude. Being pushed by him, Lu Zhuo took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

But at this moment, someone behind her held her arm, and her back was pressed against his chest, as if she was being held in someone's arms. Lu Zhen smelled the light blue musk scent coming from the other side's lap, which was quiet and cold.

Immediately afterwards, the arm holding her loosened at the touch, and Pei Yunying stood behind her, the distance was just right, not too far but not too close, with a very calm expression, as if the intimacy just now was just an illusion.

Before Lu Chen could thank Pei Yunying, on the other side, the mother of the young master, the woman in Lifu, pointed at her angrily and shouted angrily: "Asshole, what have you done to my son?"

 (End of this chapter)