Yoshikage Kira will save Renri

Moonlight Yuan Meicai asked, because this kind of person who is always denying is now often called a "barrel spirit" by others.

"Fufu, that's not the case. The so-called Zen is something that cannot be started without negation.

He is such a stubborn man, he doesn't care about comprehension, and in some respects he can be considered a bold man. "

In this temple... or rather, it is a different kind of monk, such an existence...

"Have you ever thought about the motives for killing that only Zen monks have?"

"A motive for killing that only Zen monks have? No, at least I don't have any impression of it."

The expression looked very positive, and in Daxi Taiquan's memory, it seemed that there was really nothing related to it.

"Even if you are a monk, I don't think I would throw the corpse on the tree. Besides, not all Zen monks are as serious as Dashan, and they all have their own ways of practicing."

"So that's the case, then those bad rumors about Nianfu Kosaka..."

"That man really likes women, but the rumors of being around women are false. Nianfu is our liaison with the outside world, so that's why he often goes down the mountain....

In fact, he is just a weird person. "

"Contact person? Isn't that the job of Monk Dashan who is a knowledgeable guest?"

Kyoko Kirikiri remembered very clearly that the person in charge of this area should be Hetian Dazen. Even though some Buddhist terms were really troublesome, she still remembered clearly what these people did, and she didn't even need to write it down in a notebook.

"The duty of Zhike is to receive visitors, and Nianfu is responsible for getting in touch with various sects in the lower realm and bringing money back.

There is also the management of postal items. All the letters are sent to the house rented by the big platform below, and then every month the husband will take them out together, and the postal letters are also taken together every month.

Therefore, if there are no special circumstances, the reply from the monastery usually takes more than a month. "

"But...but I have a reply coming from here soon."

"Ok?"

It was Mr. Imagawa, and he took out the reply letter from Nianfu Kosaka, which was a business call between Nianfu Kosaka and him.

"If you send a private message, Nianfu will reply on the spot. But... I don't know what Nianfu is talking about, such as rare gods."

"Is it okay, let him sell valuable things casually?"

"It doesn't matter, Nianfu doesn't sell things for his own selfish desires, art and antiques are useless even if they are placed in the temple.

Selling them, instead, let them go somewhere that is more valuable to them. "

"Wait a minute, I disagree with you saying that art is useless in a Zen temple! Isn't calligraphy, painting, and tea ceremony all derived from 'Zen'?"

Mr. Imagawa's tone suddenly became a little excited, but Onishi Yasumi still answered very calmly.

"That's right, all excellent Zen masters are doing excellent art, but since this is the case, the old monk would like to ask the benefactor...'What is art?'"

"Beauty... isn't the expression of beauty?"

"What is beauty?"

"Beautiful stuff...um, outstanding stuff?"

Mr. Imagawa, who originally said beautiful things, may have changed his words because he felt that something was wrong. After all, things that are blind to beauty are sometimes rejected by the art world.

"What kind of thing is beauty? What is it to be outstanding compared to what?"

Matryoshka, this old monk...

Kamo, who had been a little uncomfortable before, wanted to go out a little bit. This kind of place where ascetics were located really made her feel a little uncomfortable, feeling like being stared at by the Buddha.

"That... that is...."

"Art doesn't have to be all beautiful things. The benefactor just suddenly changed his tune because he understands this, right?

The things created by Zen masters are neither explanations nor symbols, but are absolutely subjective.

Catch the world in your hands and let it all out.Even if people feel that it is beautiful, it has nothing to do with the Zen master who created them. "

"Mr. Imagawa?"

At that time, the expression of Mr. Imagawa that Kyoko Kirikiri saw looked as if his soul had gone out of his body, as if he had gone to another world.

"...I......."

"drink!!"

"Woo!?"

Before Mr. Imagawa could continue to say anything, Taizu Onishi suddenly yelled, as if trying to pull him back from another world.

"You already understand that if you want to express it in words, your thoughts will run away."

"Yes, it is......."

"So, Nianfu said so, if you want to thank you, you can exchange it for cheap money, and say something like Ikkyu....

But Nianfu... what did he find? "

what is going on?

Kyoko Wukiri felt that her breathing was a little short, and she couldn't understand what the old monk was saying from just now.

But... there was a vague feeling that she wanted to understand, and then... something was warning her not to go any further.

"Things... before and after the incident. Also, the time when the god was found was probably at the end of last year. Did Monk Nianfu do anything strange during this period?"

"Oh, so...he did come here to talk the day before he died. And...that can be said to be like a sudden enlightenment."

"What... did he understand? For you monks, doesn't comprehension mean the end of practice?"

"It is not enough to comprehend once, the practice after comprehension is the problem. He came to the old monk on the eve of his death, and told the old monk that he had suddenly realized it.

At that time, I also asked him whether he was Dawu as an Arhat or Dawu as a Zen master.To put it bluntly, the old monk was asking him whether it was his self-righteous comprehension, or the comprehension of a great Zen master.

Then he answered the old monk with a sentence that made the old monk think it was a joke for a while.He said that if that was really the realm of Arhat, then he would give up being a writer.

Since then, the old monk has never been able to talk to Nianfu again. "

Back to the original point, can this really find out the truth?

Kyoko Kirikiri covered her head, she felt a very headache at this moment, never had this feeling in previous cases.

It wasn't that she had a headache because the mystery couldn't be solved. She had encountered difficult cases countless times, but this time she felt flustered because of other reasons.

Something horrible was hiding in this temple, something that suffocated her breath, shut her up even without her knowing it.

"However, even if the prisoner is a monk, I think it may be a monk from another temple or a wandering monk, right?"

"what......!"

"Miss Kirikiri, in that case...!"

Kyoko Kirikiri and Misa Tsukikohara both remembered that there was indeed such a person, a handsome wandering monk they had met on the way to Helianlou!

"Is it him!?"

Chapter 840: The Second Dead

Kyouko Kirikiri and Misa Tsukikohara both remembered that the wandering monk they met on the way to Herenlou, because of his handsome appearance, he was quite impressive.

"So, it was yesterday that I said that the day before yesterday, I also heard that there was a Yunshui coming. It came from Kamakura, which is the temple where Nianfu used to stay."

"That's the man, yes, can you tell us his name?"

"I don't know, but Dashan might know."

"..."

Then again, does this old man know about that kimono girl singing in the mountains...?

"Elder Taiquan, do you know the rumor about the girl in kimono singing in the mountains?"

"Ah, do you mean Bell? I think it's the little girl from Mr. Renxiu's place, I don't know very well..."

"Mr. Insu is...?"

"He...was a person who lived like a fairy behind the temple long before he discovered this temple.

It may be a person who has abandoned the dunya.Living with a bulky Yunshui trio named Zhetong, I also heard that the three are not related by blood. "

A family formed by three people who are not related by blood does not sound worth studying, but it feels a bit romantic.

"If there is no blood relationship, why do they live together?"

"Zhetong was an outcast. I don't know when he appeared here. Not long after, he went in and out of the temple and became a monk. The time when Ling appeared... should be three to four years ago."

Three to four years, because it happened a long time ago, the time span is not too big, and it is definitely not too small.

"But if you put it this way...it really can't be a child, right?"

"Of course it's impossible. So she seems to have been weak and sick all the time. I don't know what's wrong now."

"Have you considered sending her to the police and getting her educated as a child?"

"Maybe we should do that, but in fact, whether it's Zhetong or Ling, both of them have a little bit of intelligence..."

Da Xitaiquan seemed hesitant to speak, probably trying to say that Zhetong and Ling are not very smart.

"It's too difficult for them to go to the school in the lower realm, and they can do some things well by staying on the mountain. Zhetong is good at practicing through cleaning, and I heard that he seems to be thinking hard about the case."

Koan, that is, the Zen-style question and answer made by the patriarch and the great virtue when receiving Zen apprentices, or some actions that have a special enlightening effect.

"But isn't koan impossible to think about?"

"Yeah, even though that's the case, Zhetong can't give a chic answer or speculate on theories.

I am thinking seriously, and occasionally come to ask the old monk for advice. Although he may say some strange things, there are many things that can be taught to him. "

"That... How old is Miss Ling in your memory?"

Koizumi Mahiru didn't seem to be very interested in Zhedong's affairs, so she directly asked about Suzu.

"Twelve or thirteen years old..."

"Twelve or thirteen...but...."

Mahiru Koizumi seemed hesitant to speak, and to be honest, even if it wasn't Kyoko Kirikiri, other people would definitely have some doubts.

She must be hiding something, but there is no evidence that what she concealed must be related to this case.

"Oh, it's almost time. The chat is a bit beyond the time, so..."

Seeing that the oil lamps were almost burned, Taiquan just stood up when he heard a knock on the door.

"Excuse me.... Hey, is anyone there? Sorry, it's time to turn off the lights...."

As soon as he opened the door, what Daxi Taiquan saw was a familiar tall figure, and that face that looked a bit scary at first glance, but looked a bit simple and honest when you looked closely.

"Zhetong, why are you here?"

"Shit peg...."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"What's a shit peg?"

"When you say feces, do you mean stop the bleeding? What the hell are you talking about?"

Da Xitaiquan was a little strange, although Zhetong often said something he didn't understand before, but this time he always felt that something was different.

"Forget it, come in with the light. Someone will show you the way later and let you go back."

Feeling a little helpless for this silly boy, at the same time other young monks also noticed that the time had passed, and rushed over.

"I'm really sorry! Elder... if you don't pay attention...!"

"Ah, forget it, the punishment will be waived. It is the old monk who is not good at this point. If you let Dashan know, the old monk is the one who should be punished.

I'm sorry, benefactors... shall we do this for today? "

"Yes, I have referred to a lot of things, thank you for your assistance."

Kyoko Kirikiri stood up, it was considered pretty good to have learned so much by chance.

"That...Master Elder! That...I want to talk to you later!"

Mr. Imagawa, who seemed to have thought of something before, seemed a little excited and said that he seemed to be obsessed with chatting with the master.

"Okay."

"Thank you, then please go back with Mr. Police, Mist, and I will continue to stay here first."