When the prefect of Shuntian saw that Master Cining admitted that everything was done by the lord, he did not mention anything else, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slapped the auspicious tree: "The lord of Meihua Temple refines evil medicine for his own personal selfishness, harms young nuns, and instructs the lord of murder and silence. This is a very serious crime. Chen San, if you bring more people, be sure to arrest the lord of Meihua Temple!"

"Yes." A detective bowed and responded.

The prefect of Shuntian looked at Master Cining: "I ask you, who else are there in the nuns involved in this matter in Meihua Temple except you and the lord?"

Master Cining held the Buddhist beads and bracelets and used calmness to hide the turmoil in his heart: "No more."

The prefect of Shuntian was as deep as water: "Cining, as a monk, you are helping the evil and have no compassion. Then you will be sent to the prison first and wait until the owner of the Meihua Temple arrests him and then falls into the case. Are you convinced?"

Master Cining lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

The prefect of Shuntian didn't care about how she answered, she just wanted to end the trouble quickly: "Come on, take Cining to jail."

He said as he looked at Jingchen and Jingchun: "As for you--"

At this time, an official came over and called out "Master".

"What's up?"

The official walked closer and whispered.

The expression of the prefect of Shuntian changed several times, and after listening, he was silent for a moment.

Jingchun was uneasy and grabbed Jingchen's sleeve.

Jingchen patted her hand to show comfort.

The yamen runner who was about to take away Master Cining also stopped to see if there were any new instructions.

Among the people watching the fun, Feng Cheng was next to Lu Xuan and whispered: "What the official reported to him should be Jingxin."

Lu Xuan stared at the prefect of Shuntian and slightly closed his eyebrows: "It seems that he wants to suppress Jingxin's death."

"A silly meal."

Looking at the seemingly upright old face of the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, Feng Cheng wanted to pick up a stone and smash it over. Considering that the consequences of doing so were likely to be that all the people present were bombarded, he had to give up.

As expected by the two, Shuntian Prefecture Prime Minister Stealing the gods signaled the officials to retreat, and his eyes turned to Jingchen and Jingchun: "You will stay in the guest house for the time being, and wait for the case to be settled and join the temple."

"Thank you, sir." Jingchen pulled Jingchun to salute.

Just as the yamen runners were leading the two of them down, Jingchun looked at the Master Cining who was being held away by the yamen runners and struggled.

"Junior Sister Jingchun, let's go down." Jingchen pulled Jingchun's hand, "Don't be afraid, they won't harm us in the future."

Jingchun suddenly broke free from Jingchen's hand and knelt down: "Sir, Xiao Ni has something to report!"

The prefect Shuntian subconsciously frowned, thinking that the little nun was troublesome. So many people looked at him but had to ask: "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Ni also has a senior sister named Jingyi, who was killed by Master Cining!"

As soon as these words came out, the buzzing discussion suddenly started.

Jingchen looked at Jingchun in surprise, but she really didn't expect her to say this.

The prefect of Shuntian had no choice but to call on the yamen runner who took Master Cining down and looked at Jingchun with a serious look on his face: "Let's talk about it carefully."

Jingchun held back her nervousness and lowered her eyes to look at Master Cining who was returning: "When Master Cining attacked Xiao Ni, Xiao Ni asked her why. She said in person that Xiao Ni would go downstairs and ask Senior Sister Jingyi..."

The prefect of Shuntian looked at Master Cining.

Master Cining did not panic and said lightly: "It was Jingchun who misunderstood. Jingyi was the first disciple to be selected for blood. She couldn't accept this kind of life and committed suicide by hanging herself, so Pomni said that."

Jingchun didn't expect Master Cining to deny it so calmly, and he rarely mustered up the courage to refute: "No, what you meant at that time clearly meant that Senior Sister Jingyi was killed by you, just like the situation I was facing!"

Master Cining looked at Jingchun with a deep look: "Think about it, I said I would kill Jingyi?"

Jingchun was stunned and opened her mouth: "But-"

Master Cining was too lazy to look at Jingchun again, so he bowed to the prefect of Shuntian: "Minnie attacked Jingchun because she obeyed the orders of the lord, and Minnie had no reason to kill Jingyi, so I hope the Lord will take a closer look."

Killing and attempted murder are completely different crimes and punishments.

She really didn't expect that Jingchun, who was simple and timid, would dare to accuse her in court.

It's a pity that he is an ignorant child.

The prefect of Shuntian looked at Jingchun: "In addition to the words you heard, is there any evidence?"

Jingchun was stopped.

In that case, she firmly believed that she would not guess wrong, but where would she find evidence?

Shuntian Prefecture Gong nodded in the yamen runner: "Take it away."

The yamen runner pushed Master Cining: "Go!"

Master Cining glanced at Jingchun deeply and turned around and left with the yamen runners.

Jingchun took a step back and leaned against Jingchen, and her whole body became weak and lost a trace of strength.

"It's all gone." The prefect of Shuntian stood up and left the lobby.

He was taken to the guest house by the yamen runner to settle down. After no one else was left, Jingchun grabbed Jingchen's hand and tears fell down: "It's all that I'm too stupid."

Jingchen raised his hand to wipe Jingchun's tears: "Junior Sister Jingchun has done a good job."

"Will Uncle Cining pay his life?"

Although Jingchen is three years older than Jingchun, her life environment since childhood also doesn't understand much, and she guessed: "Maybe not."

If he could pay his life, there would be no need for Mr. Cining to deny killing Senior Sister Jingyi.

Jingchun bit her lip disappointed.

Jingchen smiled and patted her arm: "Even if she doesn't pay her life, she has become a prisoner from the head of the temple. Junior Sister Jingchun will not live in the medicine garden in the future, so we are all free."

Jingchun nodded slightly, and there was a little joy in her eyes: "Senior Sister Jingchen is right."

At the beginning, she only hoped to get through it for three years, but she would never think that Uncle Cining would be in prison.

"By the way, senior sister, when Uncle Cining wanted to kill me, a girl in black saved me."

"Donor Feng?" Jingchen suddenly thought of Feng Cheng.

Jingchun shook her head: "It's not the sound. She reminded me that I would disappear after running out. I thought it was an hallucination. After that, I thought it was an hallucination. How could it be an hallucination if I could run away so smoothly?"

Jingchen thought for a while and said, "Even if it is not Mr. Feng, she should be the one who arranged it."

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came.

The two looked at the door and were both surprised.

Jingchen pulled Jingchun to the door and asked carefully: "Who?"

"I." Xiaoyu was not good at speaking, so he said a word.

"It's the one who saved me!" Jingchun was delighted and quickly opened the door.

Xiaoyu, dressed in black, walked in and said to Jingchun: "I am Miss Feng's maid, and I am ordered to protect you."

With the appearance of Xiaoyu, Jingchun and the others immediately felt relieved.

On the other side, the prefect Shuntian left the lobby and went straight to the prison.

"How do people die?" Standing in the cold cell, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, the forehead of the Shuntian Prefecture Monk rose.

The prison head pointed to Jingxin's neck: "Sir, look, there is a needle here."

The prefect of Shuntian leaned slightly tolerated, and before he could see clearly, a small thing suddenly jumped over.
Chapter completed!