Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 337 stain

"Where did your master get so much money?" Cui Bianxu said with a half-smile. Almost all the monks in Xingjing Temple had some private money, except for these two young ones who were cleaner than their faces.

Xing Yun was the worst hit, as five strings of cash were found in his house!

Kong Neng said as a matter of course: "Of course it was given by the abbot, and also by fellow disciples."

"Oh? Then why did Huaizhen give money to Xingyun?"

"This this..."

His tone was a little drawn out, making Kong Neng unsure of how to answer correctly. He subconsciously looked in the direction he came from, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything because of the long corridor and wooden door. He had no choice but to lower his head and look a little unnaturally, not daring to look at Cui Bianxu.

Cui Bianxu leaned over and spoke in a low voice, as if to say, "You farted today." "So, your master is the child of Huaizhen and Chen Niangzi."

"How did you know!" Kong Neng raised his head, his little face full of panic that the secret that could not be told was suddenly revealed to the world. He was the only one in the temple who knew about this. He overheard it when he was really tired from cleaning and secretly climbed up a tree to take a rest. How did Cui Shaoqing know about it?

Unfortunately, Cui Bianxu had no intention of making an encyclopedia of 100,000 Whys, and his fingers were casually turning the ring on his little finger.

"Shao Qing, these bald donkeys were unwilling to speak at first, so I just casually gave them a few..."

Wang Leisheng pushed the door open with high spirits, his voice as high as a rooster crowing. The moment his eyes met the little bald donkey Kongneng's, he paused: "Why is this little monk still here?"

The silent air was shattered by this man.

After coming to his senses, Kong Neng angrily bowed and seriously corrected with a stern face: "Wang Sizhi, we are not bald donkeys."

Wang Leisheng laughed heartily and said as if coaxing a child: "Yes, yes, you are not."

Cui Bianxu didn't bother to pay attention to him: "How?"

"Ding Yuan led his men to search. At first, they refused to speak. Later, my subordinates appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them. It really took a lot of effort, but they finally opened up."

As he said this, he patted his big belly and looked at Kong Neng with a smile: "Your senior brother is quite ruthless."

"Senior Brother?!" Kong Neng, who had been eavesdropping with his face turned away, turned his head when he heard the words. He thought that he might have become hard of hearing at such a young age. "Which senior brother of mine?"

"Who else could it be? It must be Huineng!"

"Hui Neng?!"

Even Cui Bianxu didn't expect that it was him who poisoned Xingyun: "Isn't he frightened?"

Wang Leisheng waved his hand. "It's him, he's definitely here. His roommates... Sui and Sui Neng said they saw him sneak out of bed late that night when Xingyun got into trouble. He followed him and found Huineng throwing something into the kitchen and burning it... Shaoqing, you'll understand after reading his confession. Now all we need to do is find out who poisoned him."

"Take him back and interrogate Madam Chen first." Cui Bianxu quickly read through the confession. It was just as they expected. Huineng was Xingyun's second disciple and had always been oppressed by Xingyun. Not only did he have to work and hand over money, but he was also often beaten and scolded by Xingyun. Several times he was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed and almost died.

As the saying goes, when things reach their extremes, they will turn against each other. Seeing that Xingyun was lawless in the temple and no one could control him, even the abbot, who was old, was beaten by him, Huineng, who had always been submissive, began to think about killing his master...

When he heard the noise in Xingyun's room that night, he thought it was his first time using poison and he accidentally put too much in. He was very scared. According to his plan, he would put a little bit of poison in Xingyun's food every day when he served it to her. He would stop after three days and wait for Xingyun to struggle in pain for a few days before dying. This way, he would not be blamed.

Who would have thought that after seeing such a scene, although he was frightened like everyone else, after the shock, he knew that he didn't need to poison anymore. Xing Yun had done so many evil things that even the ghosts and gods could not tolerate him, so they took him away in the name of justice.

Therefore, Huineng, who was tossing and turning, secretly got up and threw all the remaining poison into the stove. The next day, he pretended to be extremely frightened and tried his best to avoid being involved in this case.

"Shaoqing, shall I interrogate Huaizhen now?"

The remaining poison was most likely done by Huai Zhen. As for Madam Chen... although as a married woman, she would be gossiped about if her adultery was made public, it was not a serious crime. According to the Tang Law, she would only be sentenced to two years in prison.

Cui Bianxu nodded, stood up and walked out. Xingyun’s death was explained the moment he caught the monster.

Continuing to try these people now would only enrich the poor case files.

He wanted to go to Ning Yuye to see what happened to the monster.

In the cold and dark prison cell, the elderly Huai Zhen opened his eyes and was dragged out by the yamen runners. During the tug of war, the Buddhist beads that had been turning in his hand broke and rolled all over the floor.

"Amitabha."

He was stunned for a moment, a trance-like look flashed across his old face. His long life passed by quickly like a flash of lightning. He subconsciously recited a Buddhist verse and was staggered away.

The stain on his life was gone. In just a few years, he could pass away according to Buddhist custom...

Ning Yuye's yard is in the southwest corner of the Dali Temple. Unlike Ding Yuan's place, which is like a corpse-raising ground and stinks of corpses, this place is full of the fragrance of medicinal herbs that Ning Yuye has spent a lot of effort to apply for subsidies to accumulate. Just one sniff of it makes you feel refreshed.

"Shaoqing Cui."

The little medicine boy who was drying herbs in the yard heard the noise and turned towards the house and shouted, "Master! Cui Shaoqing is here!"

"You're here, so why are you shouting so loudly?" Ning Yuye cursed in annoyance before coming out.

In one hand he was holding a bowl of something black, and in the other hand he was holding a long bamboo stick that was two fingers wide and as long as his palm. One end of the bamboo stick was also stained with something black.

"Have you found out what that monster is?" Cui Bianxu followed him inside and went straight to the point.

"What could it be? Of course it's a human!"

Ning Yuye glanced at him as if he were a fool, and took him straight into a small, brightly lit room. There was only a narrow wooden board and a low stool in the room.

This is definitely too short for a normal person, but fortunately monsters have no human rights and no lower body, so it is just enough.

The monster's waist and neck were tightly tied to the wooden board with iron chains, and its arms had not been reattached yet.

The blisters had disappeared, but his head and face were covered in black liquid from the medicine. He closed his eyes tightly, like a chicken egg that had fallen into a cesspool.