Since there was no big noise before death, Jingyi himself was unlikely to let others kill him, then the words of the Sholiner may be the only more reasonable explanation.

However, what made Luo Feng a little strange was that he found that after saying this, the guardian seemed to look at him blankly. Under his messy gray eyebrows, the one-eye that was trapped in the sockets looked very gloomy at first glance.

Luo Feng couldn't help but recall what the horse-faced Rakshasa had told him before.

It is said that the Shoulin Man entered Qingjing Temple through the introduction of the Heart Mirror. So there is obviously a relationship between the two of them. Will the Shoulin Man just looked at him contain any unique meaning?

Thinking of this question and thinking of the complex situation in the temple, Luo's cover stood in the middle of the crowd with expressionless sleeves, with a strange curve of smile on his lips.

If you think about it carefully, isn’t this the real-life version of werewolf killing? The question is, is the killer one person or multiple people?

"It's hard to say whether you are in a coma. It's hard to get appropriate anesthetic drugs on this mountain. We have to notify the police at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible and let them transport the bodies down for scientific examination."

The tone of the man in black sounded quite professional, and he was about to take out his cell phone as he said that. Luo Feng observed that his cell phone was the kind of small, small, bright button press, which means that the era at this time might have been more than ten years ago.

"We have to drag the body to a place for storage first. I guess there is no one at the foot of the mountain in the past few days." At this time, the forest guard said suddenly.

Facing the eyes of everyone, he whispered without changing his face: "When I went to chop wood in the morning, I found that the stone wall at the intersection of the mountain collapsed."

"The stone wall collapsed?!"

"Well. It just broke into two halves and fell in the middle of the road. I tried it. It was difficult to clean it up with manpower. The police station at the foot of the mountain could not send too many people here. If only one or two people were there, I guess they would have to wait until they cleaned the road with machinery before the body could be sent down."

After saying that, the guardian walked forward, squatted down and stared at Jingyi, who had died, and opened one hand and gestured above the corpse, as if measuring the length of the corpse.

"that……"

The horse-faced Rakshasa in the crowd saw that the guardian's behavior was a bit strange, and he couldn't help but pluck the courage to speak out and ask: "What are you doing?"

"See if you can stuff him into the pickled vegetable jar in Tallinn." The guardian said a rather creepy sentence in a calm tone, and his hands were still gesturing, "The weather has become warmer. Put him at room temperature and it will smell in less than two days. We'd better put him in the cellar in the temple, but I don't want to put such a body directly in the cellar."

When he heard this, no matter what the others reacted, the expressions on Luo Feng and the other two became slightly strange.

The logic of the forest guard is correct, but this kind of behavior is obviously not something that normal people can do just by saying that they do.

The man in black also frowned and asked, "Are you sure you can't go up the mountain?"

"If you don't believe it, you can go and take a look. Of course it's okay to climb the mountain if you take a detour, but you can't take the corpse anymore. After all, you don't know how to walk by yourself like a living person."

The guardian clapped his hands and stood up, looked at the frowning man in black, and said nothing, turned around and walked towards Tallinn.

Seeing the situation, Mama-faced Luosha and Tang Qiaojue hurriedly gave Luo Feng a look and followed.

"Amitabha, no matter what... I'll just deal with the body first and wait for the police to come up."

The abbot of Qingjing Temple finally stood up and set a temporary conclusion on the matter. Then, the people who had just stood in a circle and watched soon scattered and returned to their respective territory.

Standing in the courtyard in front of the lecture hall, Luo Feng looked at the empty surroundings and couldn't help but think secretly.

No matter what he thought, the people in the temple were so strange about this matter.

They were just wondering who the murderer was, and as for Jingyi's death, they didn't seem to be very surprised.

"I'll leave it to others for this first. I hope you can take some time to talk to me alone now."

Several monks, including Jingnu, were left to clean up the scene. The man in black found Luo Feng alone and pulled him into the corner and whispered seriously.

Hearing his words, Luo Feng knew that he had no room for rejection, so he nodded and was about to turn around and walk towards the preaching hall, but the man in black reached out and grabbed him.

"No need to be so troublesome, I have only one thing to ask you..."

Luo Feng turned around and looked at him with a little confusion.

The man in black stared at him, as if trying to find some flaws from the expression on his face. He lowered his voice and asked, "I'll ask you, did you kill this monk named Jingyi?"

What? Luo Feng was stunned and immediately reacted and laughed in silence.

Indeed, if you think about it according to normal logic, it is very easy for him to approach Jingyi. In addition, the crime scene is at the door of his bedroom, so it is not unreasonable for the man in black to suspect him.

However, why did Luo Feng, or Xin Jing, do this? Moreover, Luo Feng knows better than anyone else that this is not done by himself at all.

"Your expression looks surprised. Well, why don't you let me remind you?"

The tone of the man in black suddenly became very low. He stared at Luo Feng's eyes with sharp eyes, and his teeth clenched vaguely.

"After a dozen years ago, I encountered a murder case that was very similar to today. The deceased was a young woman. She was found dead at home and died in front of her youngest son's bedroom. She also penetrated her neck with a knife and died of bleeding. Moreover, before her death, no one of her family heard anything. I remind you like this, have you remembered?"

Suddenly, Luo Feng seemed to understand something through the words of the man in black. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in black whose face had become very ugly.

"Indeed, the deceased did not make any noise before his death. The most reasonable explanation is that he was fascinated, but!"

The man in black suddenly grabbed Luo Feng's shoulder with both hands, and the powerful force that was as unreasonable as he frowned unconsciously.

"But if it is someone trusted by the deceased, if the killer is neat enough, if he has a calm mind that is different from ordinary people, then it is not impossible to keep the deceased quiet before the death of him... So now I want you to answer me, did you kill me? Just like... you killed my mother back then."

When the man in black gently spit out the last sentence, the air around him seemed to solidify.
Chapter completed!