Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 983 Secret Room
If someone dies, the nature of the case is different, especially if it is not suicide, but homicide.

Among the monks of the Xuan generation, there were only four who had the greatest hope of competing for the abbot's position. Now it is suddenly discovered that one of them was killed. If this were to spread, what would the world think?

The murderer must be among the remaining three people. Is there any need to think about it?
After all, there has to be a motive for murder, and whoever benefits from it is the murderer.

Xuan Ci was also afraid that such rumors would spread and damage the reputation of Jingci Temple. Although he did not believe that any of his fellow apprentices were the murderer, he wanted to let Yang Yiyi, a well-known figure in the martial arts world, see it as a proof of his innocence.

Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi apologized and walked into the meditation room accompanied by three senior monks of the Xuan generation.

The room is not big, and the inner room is beyond the entrance hall.

Apart from a bed, a desk on the bed and a bookshelf not far away, there was not much furniture in the room. There was not even a closet for clothes. The monk's robes were just neatly folded and placed beside the bed.

The deceased Master Xuan Ku was sitting on the bed at this time, with his head lowered, facing sideways towards everyone when he came in from the door.

At first glance, the corpse did not show any resistance and did not even look like a dead person. It just lowered its head and faced the scriptures on the table.

If the murderer did not fiddle with the body after killing him, he must have been attacked while reading scriptures in the middle of the night, and it was a fatal attack.

When you get closer to the corpse, you can see a purple scar under the neck, like a bruise.

"The murderer was extremely vicious. He smashed Junior Brother Xuanku's spine with one blow."

Xuan Bei chanted a Buddhist name, gently grabbed the collar and lifted it down. Only then did Yang Yiyi see clearly that the scar was actually a purple palm print.

The palm strike did not cause any external injuries, but it shattered the spine and severed the spinal canal and nerves.

Human breathing and heartbeat are not automatic, but are controlled by the cerebellum. This is why damage to the back of the head is very dangerous, and the person may die on the spot.

This palm strike destroyed the connection between the cerebellum and the body, and the heartbeat and breathing disappeared on the spot. It was a fatal blow, steady, accurate and ruthless. The person who did it was definitely not a good person.

Judging from her own experience, it would be difficult for Yang Yiyi to achieve a similar effect, and the murderer must be very skilled.

"How is Master Xuan Ku's Kung Fu?"

"Junior Brother Xuanku is obsessed with arithmetic, so his skills have naturally fallen behind, but he is not someone who can be killed by a surprise attack at will."

That is to say, his kung fu is weaker than those of other monks of the Xuan generation, but he is not a small fry either.

Going around to the front of the corpse, it was found that Xuan Ku was reading a Buddhist scripture when he died. One hand was on the page, ready to turn it, and the other hand was holding a rosary. Death should have happened in an instant. Xuan Ku did not react at all, and did not have time to leave any clues that could indicate the identity of the murderer.

Seeing that there was not much information about the body, Yang Yiyi raised her head and glanced around the meditation room.

The room was very small, and the windows were not open and showed no signs of damage. There was a ventilation window in the upper left corner of the Zen room.

"The room was locked before?"

"Well, my junior brother Xuanku was seriously injured when he was young. As he got older, his health got worse and worse. Two years ago, he suddenly fainted at a Dharma meeting. Fortunately, the doctor came in time, otherwise it would be disastrous. Since then, I am afraid that something has happened to him, so I come to check on my junior brother Xuanku every morning."

Xuan Bei said this and called a young monk from outside:

"Tell me about the situation at that time."

"At that time, I came to wake up Master Xuanku, but there was no response after I knocked on the door for a long time. Master Xuanku had a headache, and I was afraid that he would get sick, so I quickly called people to break open the door together, and then..."

The little monk kept saying "Amitabha" repeatedly, he must have been scared.

Wu Shaoyi came over pushing a wheelchair, holding a door bolt in his hand:
"The bolt was knocked off from the outside. There are no signs of it being cut off."

Simply put, this Zen room is a secret room.

This is actually a closed room murder case.

But it’s not accurate to call it a secret room, because there is a ventilation window.

Yang Yiyi walked to the bottom of the ventilation window and took a look. Although the window could be used to go out, it was very small. I'm afraid only a child could climb in. As for adults, it would be impossible to get in unless they could shrink their bones.

The child's palm print obviously didn't match the mark on Xuan Ku's neck. Besides, how could a child be able to deal with a monk with martial arts skills? Even a sneak attack was impossible. So Yang Yiyi just stood there and watched, then turned back and asked:

"I am not experienced enough. Can the three monks recognize the Kung Fu that caused Master Xuan Ku's death?"

There is almost no external injury on the surface, but it can shatter a person's spine. This is not something that any small fry can do, nor is it something that can be accomplished with just any martial arts.

At least if Yang Yiyi were to do it, the scene would probably be very brutal.

Xuan Bei and Xuan Ku turned their eyes to Xuan Ci. Among the three, Xuan Ci was the one who often went out and traveled around the world, while the other two spent most of their time in the temple.

Xuan Ci hesitated for a moment:
"I dare not say for sure, but it seems to be a martial art called Bone Crushing Palm."

What is that? It sounds awesome.

Xuan Ci then explained:
"This martial art has been lost for many years. The last successor must have died in the war thirty or forty years ago. He has long disappeared from the martial arts world. I have never seen him either. I only heard my master mention him when I was young. He said that this palm technique is extremely powerful, but not outwardly visible. With one palm strike, the surface of the bluestone will not be damaged, but the inside will be shattered."

If it was some famous Kung Fu, we could still look for it, but where can we find the murderer of a lost palm technique?
Yang Yiyi frowned immediately, her mind felt messy and she couldn't make sense of anything.

Using her brain is not something she is good at.

"What happened? Someone come and explain it to me."

At this time, Princess Mingzhu also came.

Of course, she was there to watch the fun.

Zheng Yinping and Li Yingluo also appeared at the door of the Zen room. The three senior monks of the Xuan generation hurriedly turned back to explain why they did not let Princess Mingzhu in to avoid disturbing her.

Of course, they were also afraid that this princess who loved to watch the fun would come in and cause trouble.

After hearing what happened, Princess Mingzhu showed an expression that said "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry." However, her eyes were rolling around, and it was obvious that she wanted to watch the fun more.

——What a fun guy.

"Any clues about the murderer?"

"temporary……"

"It must be the rascal who caused trouble yesterday!"

Xuan Bei was about to speak when he was interrupted by Xuan Ku.

"I have already sent out warrior monks to investigate and will definitely capture him and bring him back to be punished!"

"Junior brother, the situation is unclear, why are you...ah."

Xuan Ku is from the Discipline Institute. He cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes, and his temper has become much more irritable over time.

Just as he said this, a few monks reported that they had found the person.

It was unexpected that I found it so quickly.

But in fact, there was nothing special about it. Xuan Ku ordered the monk to go down the mountain to inquire about and look for Zhang Hanlai, and the monk went there with a stick.

Before I even got down the mountain, I saw a person lying on the road. He looked like he was drunk and unconscious.

The monks thought that it was a drunkard from the town at the foot of the mountain who had drunk too much and ran up the mountain to have fun. They were a little worried that he might hurt himself, so they went over to help him up and wanted to ask where he was home so that they could send him back.

When he helped him up, he saw it was Zhang Han.

So they tied him up and sent him to the mountain.

(End of this chapter)