Dongdu Pavilion Case Record

"Haha, you are finally here!" Master Mingxin said, "I have been waiting for you for several days! Wen Tao, it took a lot of effort for the monk to borrow you out. Pavilion Master Tang insisted that I write a Laoshizi letter to Ji Master of the sect, I spent dozens of sheets of paper wasted to write it."

Wen Tao suppressed a smile and said, "Please trouble Master Mingxin."

Master Mingxin waved his hands and said, "Hey, next time something like this happens, monk, I'll go directly to Kunlun to ask for someone."

Tang Wuyi joked: "The Kunlun land is dangerous, the skill of master climbing up, why not just practice calligraphy, write letters, and still get my filial piety."

Speaking of filial piety, Master Mingxin smiled and said: "The roast chicken is really good, but you bought it at Tianji shop?"

"Master's tongue is so good, it's accurate to eat one." Tang Wuyi said.

"Hey, Master Mingshan is the one who is in charge of the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion?" Wen Tao suddenly asked in a low voice.

Tang Wuyi nodded and said, "Master Mingshan is currently the Kusi in the temple, and he is in charge of the Sutra Pavilion. If you want to talk about the Buddhist cultivation of the four elders, this Master Mingshan has the deepest cultivation. He is the king of Jin and Cui He. teach."

"Pavilion Master Tang, you are so precious to me in Shaolin." Master Mingxin laughed and said, "The abbot also said the same thing. Like a monk, you can still succeed in martial arts. Reading scriptures really killed me."

"Master, don't be modest, you master martial arts in the entire Shaolin, and the eighteen arhats are under your command, and they are also famous in the martial arts." Tang Wuyi's compliment made Master Mingxin scratch his head in embarrassment.

During the conversation, several people had already entered the temple.Master Mingshan said: "Senior brother, you can take the master of the Tang Pavilion first. I heard that the Taoist priest went to the Zen room to resettle." Then he saluted Tang Wuyi, "I must have heard about the disappearance of the children in the temple. The abbot has already ordered, In the whole Shaolin, Pavilion Master Tang can check everywhere and ask anyone. If the result of this matter can be found out, Shaolin will have a big thank you."

Tang Wuyi replied: "You should try your best. Shaolin is a great school of martial arts, and Dongdu Pavilion will not neglect this matter."

After finishing speaking, Master Mingshan took King Jin and Cui He to the Sutra Pavilion.

Master Mingxin said: "The abbot is not feeling well these days, so we don't need to see him today. It is the abbot's intention to invite Dongdu Pavilion here. You just need to check."

"Master," Tang Wuyi said, "I already know that two of the missing disciples are disciples of Master Mingkong and Master Mingli. Who is the first low-level disciple who disappeared?"

Master Mingxin said: "As for Xuanjing and Xuanding, you can ask your seniors and younger brothers. As for the first missing Xuanyi," Master Mingxin scratched his head, "Strictly speaking, he is my disciple."

"It turned out to be a disciple of Master Mingxin." Wen Tao said, "Then can you please tell Master the details of Xuanyi's disappearance."

Master Mingxin smiled wryly and said, "Although he is my disciple, he disappeared shortly after he arrived. I really don't have much memory of him."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Tang Wuyi asked.

"Historically, newly recruited disciples in Shaolin have to do odd jobs in the kitchen, firewood room, etc. for a year or two before proceeding to high-level training. Although this disciple is recorded in my name, he has only come here not long ago. I haven't seen many of them. Again, I have no impression of him."

"So that's how it is." Wen Tao said, "Then when did this Xuanyi disappear?"

"I heard the report from the same group of disciples who came in, about a month ago. Because they are low-level disciples, no one cares about them when they don't see them for a while. They probably disappeared for a few days before they were informed to me." Master Mingxin said, "You can go Ask about the kitchen and firewood room."

"Thank you, master, for letting me know." Wen Tao saluted.

"I didn't say that, you Kunlun disciples are really courteous." Master Ming Xin had already found love with Wen Tao, and praised him without hesitation, "After all, you have the atmosphere of a martial arts master."

"That's that, that's that." Tang Wuyi smiled, "Otherwise our Dongdu Pavilion wouldn't borrow people from Kunlun."

Wen Tao and Tang Wuyi went to the kitchen after a simple arrangement. The consul in the kitchen and the firewood room was a middle-aged Shaolin disciple with fat head and big ears, working in the kitchen fumes.This person probably has been in the temple for a long time, and he has no Buddhist background in Confucianism and martial arts, so he can only work as a consul in the kitchen and woodshed.

Tang Wuyi and Wen Tao explained their intentions, and the consul began to chatter.

"Xuanyi, that boy, is quite diligent. He washes vegetables, sweeps, and lights candles everywhere. He never slacks off." The consul wiped his sweat and said, "He is also handsome. I thought he was doing odd jobs here. After a few years, which elder will still be able to see him for promotion. In my opinion, it would be good for him to go to Master Mingkong, but to Master Mingshan, the scriptures are really difficult..."

"Then, when did he disappear?" Tang Wuyi interrupted.

"Whoa...it was only a month ago," the consul rolled his eyes, "My children here do odd jobs in the woodshed and kitchen during the day, and take turns adding candles to various places at night, ah, big night It's not easy, it's dark everywhere, and sometimes the wind is very strong. That boy Xuanyi is never lazy, probably because it was his turn to add candles at night, and he couldn't find anyone else, so he remembered that he hadn't seen him for several days He's gone. You don't know, this group of boys is not easy to manage, some are lazy during the day, and some at night..."

"Where do you go to add candles?" Tang Wuyi felt that if he didn't interrupt, the consul had no intention of stopping at all.

"Except for the various Buddhist halls, namely Pagoda Forest, Bodhidharma Cave, and the Bell Tower and Drum Tower. Everyone loves to go to the Buddhist hall. In the temple, the Bell Tower and Drum Tower are in charge of Master Mingshan. Most of the time when he beats the evening drum, he himself Added candles. Only the Tallinn and the Bodhidharma Cave are outside the temple, and everyone is not willing to go. Oh, you don’t know the Tallinn at night, and the wind is blowing. Although it is the resting place of the dead monks, it is a mausoleum after all. Well, it's a hard job..."

"Thank you very much." Tang Wuyi said, and quickly pulled Wen Tao out of the kitchen.

After coming out, I didn’t forget to complain to Wen Tao: “Taotao, you know that when I interrogate people, I’m most afraid of saying this kind of thing too much. It gives me a headache.”

Wen Tao smiled lightly and said, "Anyway, I mentioned something useful, let's go to Tallinn to have a look first."