Jing Wan'er still hadn't reacted, Hui Gen was dead. Originally she thought he would be the only person in Qinglong Temple who posed a threat to her, but unexpectedly he had died.

  Xuan Tai was a martial monk, and it was naturally impossible for him to yield to the Daluo Temple. His eyes sank, and with a burst of energy, he brought up the wind in his sleeves.

  Bai's guard was most sensitive to force, and he immediately stared at Xuan Tai, gripping the dagger in his hand, coldly saying: "Do you want to fight?"

  Pei Tan swept a glance at the two of them. If they really started fighting here, it would spread and neither the Dali Temple nor the Qinglong Temple would be able to explain themselves.

  "Master Xuantai," said Pei Tan, looking at him, "this is a sacred place of Buddhism, where it's not suitable to see bloodshed. Since the monks in your temple died under unnatural circumstances, doesn't your temple plan on finding out who the real murderer is?"

  This is a life, and the perpetrator should also pay the price of a life.

  Xuan Tai looked at Pei Tan and said after a long time: "This is our own business in Qinglong Temple, we will never let go of the person who killed Hui Gen."

  Pei Tan said solemnly, "Investigating cases and apprehending culprits is the responsibility of the Grand Justice Temple. The Grand Justice Temple will naturally assist your temple in clarifying this case. Your temple should immediately notify Abbot Hsuan Lien to come out and take charge."

  The implication was that Xuan Tai couldn't make a decision either. Xuan Tai slowly clenched his fists, staring at Pei Tan who remained silent.

  Pei Tan, as the Temple of Great Rites' chief official, would naturally not yield when he shouldn't.

  Xuan Tai finally swung his sleeve and turned around to face the monks, coldly saying: "Follow me to the main hall to inform the abbot."

  Xuan Tai hastily walked down the stairs, and those young monks with sorrowful faces all lowered their heads and followed Xuan Tai.

  This house has finally had a moment of peace.

  "Pei County, guard the entrance and don't let anyone in for now." Pei Tan ordered his guards.

  Pei Shuaiwei walked out and raised his hand to close the door.

  The room suddenly fell silent, and Jing Yuanyu stretched out her hand to grasp Hui Gen's pulse. This action seemed sudden and meaningless, because when a person dies, their pulse naturally stops.

  "Hui Gen followed Master Xuan Lian's purification and cultivation, although he wasn't a member of the Wu Seng Temple, but he had achieved some level of spiritual attainment."

  Jing Wan'er said, withdrawing her hand and looking at Pei Tan.

  Pei Tan had long noticed that Jing Wanyu had always been pale and uneasy, and now she was speaking out of turn.

  "Even now, you still won't tell the truth?" He looked into the girl's eyes and saw her visibly flinch.

  Jing Wan's heart was struck, and she slowly raised her eyes to look at Pei Tan.

  Pei Tan's expression seemed as calm as before, but Jing Wanyu had a rare feeling of unease.

  She hadn't felt nervous around anyone for over a decade, yet facing this gentle man made her feel pressured.

  "I've indeed been here before." After a while, she heard her own pale voice, "But I'm absolutely unrelated to Hui Gen's death."

  She has been here before, but that doesn't mean she has any connection with today. Besides, given her past miserable state, what can she do now?

  Pei Tan looked at Jing Wanyu, her past had nothing to do with him. At this moment, her pale lips already foreshadowed something.

  He also slowly lowered his eyes: "Then this morning, did you really just go burn incense?" Or did you do something else?

  Facing Pei Tan's inquiry, Jing Wanyu paused for a moment, perhaps she subconsciously knew what Pei Tan was going to ask. So she slowly said: "Yes, but the place I went to is the Daxiong Treasure Hall."

  The time it takes to go to Daxiong Bao Dian is naturally longer than other yamen, which also explains her timeline.

  Pei Tan knew that even if he hadn't been to Qinglong Temple before, a place like the Daxiong Treasure Hall wasn't somewhere anyone could enter. How could Jing Wanyu possibly go there to burn incense?

  Jing Wan'er's eyes sparkled: "I was there and met someone."

  Pei Tan's eyes flickered as he looked at her.

  Jing Wan'er didn't clarify what she had just seen, but suddenly turned her head and re-examined the room: "The curtains, embroidered bed hangings, and the agarwood burning in the incense burner all indicate that the person living here is not ordinary."

  This doesn't look like a temple's monk house, but rather a royal garden where royalty and nobility reside.

  Wan'er was good at observing people's hearts. From what she said earlier, those monks who entered the room for the first time had expressions of genuine shock. Xuān Tà looked ferocious and evil, but he also revealed a look of astonishment at first glance.

  This delegate, putting aside the identity of the owner of this room, all of them are entering this room for the first time today.

  So, as previously mentioned, the key to this room was only kept by Huigen, and another one was held by Master Xuilian. As the abbot, Master Xuilian is unlikely to have many occasions to come out, so in theory, only Huigen should be able to enter here.

  Pei Tan's thoughts coincided with Jing Yuanyu, and he watched as she walked to the bedside, struggling somewhat to move Hui Gen's corpse.

  "What do you want to do?"

  Protecting the scene, according to the rules, at this moment, except for the autopsy, outsiders should not touch the body if possible.

  Jing Wan'er looked up at Pei Tan: "Sir, can you help me turn him over?"

  Huì Gēn is now lying on the bed with half of his profile exposed, but Jing Wǎn ér wants to see what he really looked like before.

  Pei Tan looked at her for a moment and slowly walked over.

  Two people joined forces and turned Huiran over from the bed. The supine Huiran had his mouth slightly open, and the monk's robe on his chest was already wrinkled.

  Jing Wan'er stared at Hui Gen's expression, stunned for a moment.

  "In this room, there isn't even a murder weapon."

  Although Pei Tan had hardly said a few words since entering the room, he had already searched every nook and cranny of it.

  The furnishings in this room are mostly neat and tidy. The only thing that's a bit messy is the bed where the body was found.

  Moreover, there is nothing breakable or hard in the room.

  Jing Wan'er said, "The severe impact on the back of Hui Gen's head, apart from being hit by the murderer, must have been caused by a very hard object." However, there was nothing like that in this room.

  Several intact delicate vases on the shelf, neatly arranged table and stools, even the floor is clean.

  The two of them exchanged a glance, and Jing Yuanyu suddenly had an epiphany. She went forward to touch the corpse's sleeves and waist.

  Pai Tan understood at first glance.

  Jing Wanyi stopped in her tracks and looked at Pei Tan: "The key is not on Hui Gen's body."

  That's strange, the root of wisdom must be opened with the key on his body to enter. So it was the murderer who killed him and took away his

  Lock the door with your key after you go out and lock it again.

  Pei Tan finally said slowly: "This case needs to be carefully considered."

  Now, with only Pei Tan and Jing Wanyu on the scene, it's definitely impossible to infer the entire process of the crime. Even if the Dali Temple intervenes, a series of procedures are required, first of all, the body must undergo a detailed autopsy.

  "Now we can only send Hui Gen's body back to Da Li Temple for autopsy and then find the murderer. Or..."

  Or

  Jing Wan'er slowly spoke up: "Given the Qinglong Temple's attitude towards outsiders, they will certainly not allow Hui Gen's body to be taken out of the temple."

  This shows that going back to the Da Li Temple is not an option.

  Pei Tan said faintly, "The murder has occurred, and the Temple of Justice must take over."

  Unless Zhong Zong himself issues an order, the Dali Temple will not give up the investigation. Given that this murder took place right in front of Pei Tan, it is out of the question to let it go uninvestigated.

  Jing Wan'er pursed her lips and said softly: "This case is different from the past, sir may have to pass through Qinglong Temple first."

  Miss Jing's words were not wrong, and about half a time after they searched the room, Pei Shuaiwei knocked on the door outside and said in a low voice: "Young Master, there is a sound coming from outside the courtyard."

  It was those monks who informed Master Hsuan Lien that had returned.

  Jing Wan'er and Pei Tan exchanged a glance, and Pei Tan said, "Let's go out first."

  The two of them exited from inside the room and continued to entrust the heavy responsibility of guarding the room to Pei's guards.

  As soon as the two of them stepped down from the stairs and entered the courtyard, they were met by a group of monks holding long staves. They thought they would see Master Hsuan Lien, but instead it was Hsuan Tai walking at the back, accompanied by another unfamiliar monk.

  Pei Tan fell silent and swept a glance at them, saying: "Everyone, what does this mean?"

  Xuan Tai's side, the monk saw Jing Yuanyu at a glance. Jing Yuanyu clenched her fists, it was really an enemy on a narrow road, and it was that monk who chased her to the Great Hero Treasure Hall.

  "It's you, this wicked woman." The monk glared at her and said.

  Xuan Tai looked at the monk and said, "Brother, Qinglong Temple has been built for a hundred years without any bloody disasters. But this time, the one who died is actually Hui Gen's child..."

  The most favored disciple of Master Xuan Lian.

  The monk took a step forward, staring at Pei Tan: "What happens within the Qinglong Temple is none of your business and you can leave on your own, but this female donor will have to stay."

  Jing Wan'er is by no means an unrelated person.

  Pei Tan stared at him: "The Supreme Court has the right to investigate cases, no matter where a homicide occurs, the Supreme Court can behead first and report later."

  "This is Qinglong Temple, a place beyond the mundane world. The worldly rules and conventions don't apply here."

  Pei Tan was not intimidated, and he looked at the warrior monk saying: "The authority of the Great Temple is bestowed by the Emperor himself. Is what you're saying from the Green Dragon Temple implying that even the Emperor's authority doesn't work there?"

  Xuan Tai's expression changed slightly, and after a long while, he said: "Pei Shi Zhu's words are somewhat too overbearing, aren't they?"

  Pei Tan looked at him and didn't speak for a while.

  Jing Wan'er couldn't help but think to herself, it was clearly the stinky monks of Qinglong Temple who had been bullying people with their power all along, yet they were now biting back and blaming Dalu Temple instead.

  "The case has not been clarified yet, is it too arbitrary for your temple to act like this?" Pei Tan said.

  Xuan Tai said, "Whether it's arbitrary or not, my temple will investigate and deal with it afterwards. Pei Shi Zhu is here to escort the noble person out of Qinglong Temple under the emperor's orders. The noble person has already packed up and is waiting in the front yard. What the Imperial Court should do now is to leave my temple quickly!"

  It was unexpected that there would be such a change, and even Pei Tan's eyes widened in surprise.

  Pei Tan's eyes deepened: "The noble person you're talking about... is living in the upper floor of the building?"

  Having seen the layout of the side house, I was just wondering if it was a noble residence of some royal family. Now that they've mentioned this dignitary who has finally appeared, all sorts of mysteries make one wonder.