Si Moli didn't know about this question either.

"My people have only found out the news for the time being. Master Wuchen did not stay in White Horse Temple after becoming a monk, but did not know where to travel, and then settled there. It may only take sixteen or seventeen years. By the way, it was almost the time when you were born."

Chen Qingyun nodded in a clear understanding: "Since I don't know where it comes from, it's no wonder it's hard to trace."

Si Moli continued: "Master Wuchen's twin brother was said to have come with him at that time. Because of his appearance, the old monk in the temple had some impression, but he was indifferent to others. He heard that he always liked to go out for a walk at night. Not long after, he seemed to have committed something, and was seen by a little monk, and since then he left Baima Temple. Now no one knows where he has gone."

"It seems that time, and style of acting are more in line with the master I am looking for." Chen Qingyun frowned slightly: "What has he committed? Maybe it's found out?"

"I'm afraid these questions can only be asked directly after Master Wuchen comes out of seclusion." Si Moli sighed lightly: "Although Master Wuchen lives long, there are many monks who have left Baima Temple over the years, and all the monks who knew the inside story have left."

Knowing why, Chen Qingyun's eyebrows hopped gently when he heard this sentence.

Will it be that coincidence?

She looked up at Si Moli, and saw that his expression was equally solemn, so she expressed this question: "The temple environment is quiet, why are there many accidents? Could it be that person secretly taking revenge?"

"Actually, I'm doubting this, but what's strange is that the deaths of these monks have their own reasons, and they didn't arouse suspicion in the temple. Moreover, he is also good at hiding whereabouts. My people have been searching for a long time, but still can't find clues." Si Moli said, his expression did not relax. The intuition he learned on the battlefield told him that this person was very dangerous.

"You mentioned before that this person looks almost the same as Master Wuchen. Is it possible that someone has seen him and just mistakenly thought he was Master Wuchen?" Chen Qingyun analyzed softly.

"There is a possibility. But the old monk in the temple said that this person's eyes were sinister and behavior was different from Master Wuchen, so it was easy to distinguish when he saw people. The most important thing is that this person's left hand was six fingers."

"Since you are brothers and you are together day and night, it is very easy to imitate the other party. As for the six fingers, if your hands are not exposed, you probably won't be able to find it."

"That's right, and although Master Wuchen stays in White Horse Temple, he occasionally goes out for a while and will be in seclusion for a month or two. It's easier for him to use his identity when he is away."

"In a few years, when the old monk who had seen him dies, it may be even more difficult to find him."

"Speaking of this, I have a good relationship with Master Wuchen, but he has never mentioned this person to me. I'm afraid he wants to separate his relationship."

The two discussed for a while, but fell into a brief silence.

This matter seemed to have entered a dead end, and it was really troublesome to verify the traces of this person.

Some unknown emotions flashed in Chen Qingyun's eyes. She sorted out the matter again in her mind, then suddenly looked up and said, "Master Wuchen will not care about it for the time being. I think we can check those close relationships around the dead monks first."

Si Moli's eyes were first confused, and then he quickly figured it out: "Do you suspect that if that person takes revenge, he will kill him?"

Chen Qingyun nodded: "Faced with this stranger Shen Zhifeng, he could tell Shen Zhifeng to carefully use his upcoming child, which shows that he did not have any sympathy for monks. If those close people around the dead monks also die, it would be very likely that he would do it."

"It can even be inferred from this that he has been wandering near the White Horse Temple for so many years. In this case, it is easier to find his trace." Si Moli's eyes lit up, and he praised and appreciated Chen Qingyun's eyes.

The two looked at each other and smiled and ordered the matter.

Because White Horse Temple is not big, many monks actually come from nearby and have taken in abandoned babies, so the results of the investigation came out soon.

The secret guard replied: "Prince, Miss Chen, according to your ideas, Bei Zhi found two suspicious places."

"One is there a dead monk. He is the legitimate son of a small businessman in the suburbs of Beijing. His fiancée died of illness and fell in love with her own illness. She became a monk in sadness. His parents often went to the temple to persuade him to return to secular life. However, after his death, a sudden fire broke out in his family, and his parents and little sister did not escape."

"Secondly, another dead monk fell down when he was down the mountain. A farmer was poor. The man died, and only a widow took a child with him. The child often picked up firewood in the mountains for wild game, but happened to find that he had saved him. In order to repay his kindness, the monk often went down the mountain to bring them some food. After the monk died, the peasant woman and the child died after eating arsenic one year. The people in the village said that they were too poor and could not stand it."

After hearing this, Chen Qingyun frowned tightly. No matter how he looked, he felt that things were a little strange: "Not to talk about that fire, since that widow raised her child with great difficulty, would she really be willing to poison her and take her child away?"

Si Moli pondered for a moment and sent someone to investigate the fire at the merchant's house, but found something was wrong again.

Although more than ten years have passed, the people who participated in the firefighting later still had the impression: "The fire is indeed wrong. It burned too fast. The people inside didn't know if they fainted by the thick smoke. They didn't even shout, and they were burned to ashes. Maybe this is fate."

These things were presented to you, and Chen Qingyun and Si Moli could almost determine that someone behind them was indeed secretly slaughtering their lives.

"No matter what mistakes he wants to cover up his own." Chen Qingyun whispered, with a bit of pain in his voice: "These people are innocent, even kind, and they shouldn't die like this."

Now she wanted to find this person, not only to seek justice for herself, but also to make him pay the price for these evil deeds.

It is said that monks are compassionate, but if this person is really the mastermind behind the scenes, it would not be an exaggeration to be cut into pieces.

Si Moli understood Chen Qingyun's feelings, and he gently held her hand: "Qingyun, don't worry, I will continue to investigate this matter. If it is found that this person committed these crimes, I will be sentenced to Lingchi."

Chen Qingyun nodded and said softly: "Don't be too tired, I will feel distressed. I heard that people from Beili Kingdom will arrive again soon, right?"

During this period, Si Moli was so busy that she didn't touch the ground, and Chen Qingyun saw it all.

Si Moli smiled softly: "With your words, I won't be tired."

When he thought of the person who was about to come, he felt a little alert. The situation in Beili was still unstable. He could send someone to talk, but the head of the Yin family actually came in person.

He looked at Qingyun beside him.
Chapter completed!