"In other words, you two heard Jingjing's cry for help, so they came to the scene to check. Unexpectedly, they happened to run into the murderer who was committing the murderer?"

"right……"

Facing the sharp scrutiny of the man in black, Jingnu lowered his head very restrainedly, as if he was really a frightened ordinary person.

"Did you see the murderer?"

"No, he was wearing a mask on his face and his clothes didn't look like those from our temple."

"Then what else happened after you both met?"

"Maybe I saw that there were two of us. That person originally wanted to leave Jingjing and escape, but Master Xinjing went to stop him, and was injured by him during the fight."

After listening to Jingqi's explanation, the man in black looked at Luo Feng, who was sitting not far away with the forest guard helping him bandage the wound, with a strange expression on his face.

Perhaps in his opinion, even if the truth is true, the person who is most likely to be injured should be the young monk named "Jingqi" in front of him.

"Mirror of Heart."

The man in black came over and lowered his head to Luo Feng sitting on the stone bench and asked, "Jingnu told me that your injury was injured while fighting the murderer. Is this really the case?"

When Luo Feng heard this, he looked up at him and looked at the rage that was still standing there with his head down.

This guy didn't seem to worry that Luo Feng would go back on his word. He didn't even turn his head and kept staring at the large pool of blood on the ground.

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then replied: "...Well, that's about it."

In an instant, he seemed to feel a lot of strange eyes hitting him.

Most of them were from the monks in the temple, including the abbot of Qingjing Temple who came again when he heard the news, and he glanced at him without even sacrificing the scriptures.

Naturally, his face was not very good-looking, but what made Luo Feng a little confused was that after he noticed his gaze, the other party suddenly lowered his head again like dodging, as if he was afraid of him.

It’s obvious that he didn’t do the things, but he was the injured person, so why are you still afraid of him?

"How is that..."

After hearing Luo Feng's personal confession, the man in black nodded, and seemed to no longer doubt the confession of the two.

In fact, Luo Feng could roughly guess his psychological activities, just because he always thought that Luo Feng was very suspicious, but if Luo Feng had done this time, there would be no need for Luo Feng to perform this bitter meat show, and the statement of purgatory anger would be so easily accepted.

However, this also indirectly proves the success of the guy Jingnu's disguise. No one suspects that he is the real murderer, even Luo Feng himself was the same before.

"I don't know what trick you are playing..."

Just as Luo Feng was thinking about the purpose of purifying his anger, a hoarse voice suddenly came from his front.

He looked up and saw the guardian squatting in front of him. While bandaging his wound, he whispered in an inaudible volume without raising his head, "But I advise you to be more restrained in the future, be careful not to overplay it."

While speaking, the bandaging of the wound was also completed.

The guardian stood up calmly. Facing Luo Feng's gaze, he whispered meaningfully: "The sharks in the sea, but as long as you smell a little blood, they will come over crazily."

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head thoughtfully and looked around.

The third murder case once again brought everyone in the temple to gather.

Luo Feng saw the monk Zhishui who stood silently in the corner of the wall from beginning to end, and also saw the abbot standing in front of the corpse, who seemed to recite scriptures silently in grief, and also saw the old abbot who was discussing with the monks in the temple how to deal with the three corpses.

Everyone looks nothing different, but everyone looks very problematic.

include……

Luo Feng withdrew his gaze without saying a word, lowered his head and looked at his bandaged feet, frowned.

Including the heart mirror played by Luo Feng at this time.

Everyone in this temple seems to have a ulterior motive.

What kind of hearts are hidden under the seemingly harmless appearance of humans and animals? Perhaps no one knows the answer to this question until they are exposed on their own initiative.

"Hey, Xiao Feng?"

A deliberately lowered voice came into my ears.

Luo Feng turned his head and saw Tang Qiaojue and the others quietly walking to him, looking at him with concern.

"What the hell happened? Did you really meet the murderer?"

Luo Feng sighed at Tang Qiaojue's inquiry, deliberately not going to see him, still glanced at the people present, and whispered: "When I encountered an unexpected situation, there is something wrong with my angriness. I have to wait until I figure it out before I can tell you. You must not approach him before this."

When Tang Qiaojue heard Luo Feng's words, they were both stunned. They looked at each other and nodded.

"Then be careful... You have injured your foot now. If someone wants to do it again, you will probably be the best goal."

Luo Feng forced his lips to smile bitterly, muttering to himself: "I am also worried about this problem. If I can go out alive this time, I must sign up for a professional fighting class..."

"Hmm? What does it mean to go out alive?"

"It's okay, he means clearing the copy."

Tang Qiaojue was sloppy and quickly pulled away the horse-faced Rakshasa with a suspicious look.

Afterwards, after Jingjing's body was carried away, Qingjing Temple returned to peace.

Luo Feng also separated from everyone with Jing'an's support and returned to the preaching hall.

"Ga."

After pushing open the door, Luo Feng, who was tight all over his body, originally wanted to stay outside and did not intend to go in with Jingnu, so as not to have an accident.

Unexpectedly, after Jingnu looked in, he looked back at him with displeasure and said, "You haven't eaten before?"

Suddenly, Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and even his faintly alert expression subconsciously relaxed.

"I don't know if the canteen is open at this time."

Jingnu looked up at the sky that was almost dusk, and then said unhappily to the stunned Luo Feng: "I know you are guarding against me, you can go in by yourself, I will sit on the threshold and tell you."

For some reason, Luo Feng always felt that the expansion is a bit strange now.

He looked at the expression of Jing's anger that was not as fake as he was, but he pursed his lips and turned to the young monk, step by step, dragging his injured leg to slowly retreat into the lecture hall.

It was not until he sat on the wooden couch that he once again cast his strange eyes on the Jingang who sat down on the threshold.

"Okay, keep your promises and I will fulfill what I promised. What do you want to ask, ask."

"Why do you want to kill someone?"
Chapter completed!