Chapter 228

Several days have passed since the case that helped Mr. Dongtian clear the suspicion. Unknowingly, it's another weekend.

A few days ago, Xiao Lan guessed a riddle in a magazine and got a free trip, so they went to Shizuoka county together.

Outside the gate of the magic block temple, Xiao Lan stretched out and exclaimed, "the air here is so fresh. It seems that it's good to go to the mountains occasionally."

Conan nodded and echoed, "yes, thanks to sister Xiaolan, you answered the riddle in the magazine correctly, we can come out and play."

"Cut, if I knew it was such a place, I wouldn't come. It's so boring."

Looking at the slightly dilapidated temple, Maori xiaowulang couldn't help yawning. When he was about to refresh himself with a cigarette, an uncle with a broom and dustpan came over and reminded him, "I'm sorry, sir, smoking is prohibited in our temple."

"Well, I'm really sorry." Mao xiaowulang was stunned first, and then put away his cigarette.

Uncle hehe smiled and said with a little loss: "you're right. For tourists coming to travel, it may be a little boring here."

"There's absolutely no such thing," Xiaolan waved her hand and praised sincerely. "It's hard for people living in the city to see such beautiful scenery. I feel much more comfortable after coming here."

"Oh? If it helps you, that's great."

Uncle seemed a little surprised, and then introduced himself: "by the way, my name is Chongji Okabe. I'm the staff of the temple. If you don't mind, I'll show you around."

"OK, please."

Xiaolan happily agreed, and then the people visited the ancient temple under the leadership of Uncle okabu.

"This temple was built 400 years ago. Because of its long history, there are relics left in every era. For example, in the grass beyond the quintuple tower, there is an ancient well still used by people until the middle of the Edo era."

Baiyan Zhenyu casually asked, "why didn't you use it later?"

"Because the well suddenly dried up later. It is said that a lovelorn girl cried for three days and nights in front of the wellhead. Later, her tears didn't flow enough, so she used all the water in the well."

Uncle okabu smiled and answered Bai Yan Zhenyu's question with the story that has been circulating. Obviously, he doesn't know the real reason.

Before long, uncle okabu took everyone to a five story tower with red main body and said, "this is the five fold tower I just mentioned. There is a very terrible legend about it."

Xiaolan looked at the simple and elegant tower and asked curiously, "Mr. okabu, what kind of legend is it?"

"In the early years of the Edo era, after the death of the original abbot of the temple, a young monk took his place, but later he fell in love with a woman at the foot of the mountain, broke the commandment and eloped with that woman."

"I don't know if it was because of ghosts. He was caught by a big eagle. Later, his body was hung on the tip of the quintuple tower."

"Later, in the middle of the Edo era, there was also a host who did not abide by the rules. He sold all the daily necessities in the temple and indulged in wine and sex every day. However, one day he suddenly disappeared. After a few days, he was found hanging on the top of the bulge and died."

"From then on, as long as someone breaks the commandments in the temple, the quintuple tower will start to haunt."

Uncle okabu deliberately told these stories in a low tone. He turned pale and looked around for fear that the ghosts would suddenly come out to haunt her.

Just then, in the waist deep grass behind them, there was a sudden sound of branches breaking.

Maori xiaowulang and Xiaolan looked back and saw an old monk with a wrinkled face. They were startled and shouted in panic, "there are ghosts!"

After hearing the shouts of Maori xiaowulang and Xiaolan, the old monk's cheeks twitched slightly, but he didn't accuse them of being rude, but looked at Uncle okabu, who was somewhat restrained, and scolded with dissatisfaction: "okabu, what do you want to investigate with your children this time?"

Uncle okabu smiled and quickly explained, "don't get me wrong, host Danhai. They're just here for sightseeing."

After the light sea host glanced at Bai Yan Zhenyu and others, Leng hum said: "hum, these suspicious guys can't believe it at all. You'd better not let outsiders in casually."

"But sightseeing is in the temple..."

Before uncle okabu finished his words, chairman Danhai changed his face and said angrily, "nonsense, did you forget that the temple turned over quickly because of this? Sooner or later, the gods will give the most severe punishment to the unfaithful people, and there will be evil consequences for wrongdoing."

After leaving this sentence, the host of Danhai left here, leaving Baiyan Zhenyu and others who looked at each other.

Baiyan Zhenyu's eyes were slightly frozen and asked, "Mr. okabu, look at the reaction of the host. Has anything happened in the temple?"

"Oh, that's right."

Uncle okabu sighed and explained: "in fact, the temple is now owned by the tourism company. They are planning to build this area into a theme park. The abbot said he was cheated and always insisted on opposing it, so now he will look like that when he sees tourists."

"Don't be kidding. Even so, you can't scare people casually. Xiaolan, Zhenyu, let's go!"

Maori Kogoro was not interested in visiting the temple. Just now he was scared by the host of Danhai and lost his face in front of the people. Suddenly he had an excuse to leave here and pretended to be angry and walked outside the temple.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. okabu. My father's temper is not very good." seeing that Maori Kogoro left impolitely, little Langton apologized to uncle okabu.

"Where? It's really our fault."

Uncle okabu didn't care, but asked with some expectation: "by the way, is your father a famous detective, Maori Kogoro?"

Xiao Lan nodded and replied, "yes, my father, he is really a detective."

Uncle okabu was very happy and said with a smile, "ha ha, he's the famous detective. That's great. Now I have something to tell my grandson."

Baiyan Zhenyu and others looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Maori xiaowulang's fame spread to such a remote place. After chatting with uncle okabu, they left and followed Maori xiaowulang back to the hotel.