My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu didn't speak, covered the white cloth and entered the temple.

This temple is a bit old, and the incense burners in the incense burner are also scattered and sparse. In addition, the Buddha statue is covered with dust, and few people clean it on weekdays.

Chen Mu checked the ground first, but unfortunately the scene had been cleaned up.

He came to the corner of the blood-stained stone table, and after comparing it in his heart, he was sure that it was the corner of the table that caused the fatal blow to the woman.

"what is the problem?"

Chen Mu was a little puzzled.

Nine out of ten women fell into the lake, but their clothes were dry and their hair was combed, indicating that they were rescued after falling into the lake, or they climbed ashore by themselves, changed their clothes, and cleaned themselves ...

But after cleaning normally, the mouth and nasal cavity will be cleaned. Why does this woman even have mud and sand in her nasal cavity.

The only certainty so far is that the death was caused by the corner of the stone table.

"Foreman Wang, do you have any other statements?"

Chen Mu asked Wang Fafa who was following behind, and pointed to the three servants next to Du Muqi.

Wang Fafa shook his head: "It has been interrogated, but it has not been recorded yet. I plan to sort it out after I go back. If you need it, you might as well interrogate them now."

"No, let's talk about it when we go back."

Chen Mu smiled lightly.

After walking out of the temple, Chen Mu looked at the scholar, who looked sad, with sunken eyes, disheveled hair, and looked quite decadent.

Expressions can be faked, but emotions cannot be concealed.

Judging from the other party's mourning more than death, it is obvious that he has great sorrow and pain for his wife's death.

"When did he come?" Chen Mu asked:

"This guy went to the tavern with his friends to drink last night, and he was very drunk. At the end of this morning, the government officials quickly found him still sleeping in an alleyway."

Wang Fafa said helplessly. "When he learned of his wife's death, he cried until now."

No wonder when the body was inspected just now, the other party smelled strongly of alcohol.

Chen Mu suddenly said: "That is to say, he didn't return last night, and his wife was kidnapped by Young Master Du's servants to the temple."

"Yes, and the three servants used smoke, so the neighbors were not disturbed."

Wang Fafa nodded.

drink.

Did not return overnight.

The wife was taken captive.

Chen Mu looked sideways at the haystacks under the eaves and thought for a while, then took out a small notebook and scribbled a few words, and asked, "Did you ask the friends who drank with him last night?"

"I asked. They did drink a lot at that time, and they didn't go home until the third watch."

Wang Fafa replied.

That is to say, witnesses are all present.

Chen Mu closed the notebook and smiled slightly: "Okay, then let's do this first, you take care of the rest, and please show me after the confession is completed."

"Understandable."

Wang Fafa nodded quickly.

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Chapter 128 The Monk and the Demon!

On the way back to the six gates, Chen Mu met an annoying person.

A very nasty person.

that monk.

That... the disgusting monk who once called his wife a demon.

To be honest, there are not many people Chen Mu hates, such as Li Qianhu, Xuanwu, the dead eunuch of Xichang, etc.

But the most annoying thing is undoubtedly the monk in front of him.

The reason is simple, the other party slandered his wife.

Based on this point, no matter how friendly the monk behaves in the future, how he saves everyone, and how deeply he understands the righteousness, it is impossible to change a little bit.

"Benefactor Chen..."

The monk with the dharma name 'Hongchen' was still in the cassock, tall and tall, standing in front of him like a wall, very oppressive.

At first glance, he cultivated well.

Of course, Chen Mu has seen the opponent fight the snake demon before, and his cultivation is really awesome, but it seems that there is only one big move——

Dawei Tianlong.

Other than that, the monk didn't seem to have any other tricks.

"What a coincidence, master, we meet again." Chen Mu smiled brightly.

"It shows that the poor monk has a predestined relationship with the donor."

The monk smiled.

Chen Mu stepped forward and hooked his shoulders, and asked with some doubts: "Master, last time you said that my wife is a demon, but until now my wife has not transformed, why? There is a problem in which link."

"Amitabha, it's the poor monk who made a mistake, and I'm here to apologize to the benefactor."

The monk even took the initiative to admit his mistake.

However, in the next second he said: "But there is indeed something wrong with your lady. The poor monk's skills must have been seen by the benefactor, and he is definitely not a charlatan."

"Ability? I didn't see it."

Chen Mu opened his eyes and said nonsense, then asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong with my wife."

"she--"