Chapter 2019

"Your son died long ago! Report it to the police station! "

This simple sentence, however, seems to have magic in general, echoing in people's minds, resounding through.

As a Buddhist monk, he cursed the death of his grandson. Anyone who heard it would be angry.

However, no matter in response to the name of Wu elucidator or the pictographic interpretation of the word "Lu" by Lu just now, everyone was silent.

It is undeniable that the explanation just realized has a certain penetration.

There is no doubt that once a person's spine is separated, he must die.

But it's too mysterious to infer the death of the old woman's grandson from a single word "Lu"?

Even Meng Chang'an, who has always been well versed in poetry, frowns at the interpretation of the understanding. As a public official, Meng Chang'an always stresses the evidence and the truth in politics.

The words of the master of enlightenment obviously have the meaning of trickery.

If we investigate it, we will definitely be suspected of spreading superstition and rumors!

Don't wait for Meng Chang'an to open his mouth. As if he had already guessed what he wanted to say, he calmly said, "you don't have to open your mouth. Believe it or not, I'll only say it this time."

At this point, Meng Chang'an did not know what to do.

Did you arrest him by preaching superstition?

However, he is the master of the Enlightenment of Lingyun temple, who is highly respected and well-known.

And the most important point is that there is no evidence that can directly prove whether the old woman or the grandson is alive or dead.

If it is really accidental death, is it not that the blind cat met with a dead mouse?

I really caught him. Will you let him go or not?

"As a Buddhist monk, how can you say that someone's grandson is dead without proof or evidence?" Meng Chang'an asked angrily that the talented Chang'an scholars, who had read a lot of poems, were most disgusted with superstition.

"Forget it, husband." Seeing her husband getting angry, song Shuling quickly grabbed his arm and tried to persuade him.

After all, this trip to Lingyun temple was proposed by song Shuling. The whole family happily came to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. If such a thing happened again, would it not be boring?

But the master realized that he was right. He didn't even bother to look at Meng Chang'an. He said faintly, "it's right or wrong. You will know in the future."

"You!"

Meng Chang'an was aware of this attitude, and his anger rose. If song Shuling hadn't been holding him, he would have called the police and arrested Wu.

Just as the two sides were drawing their swords, a lazy joke came from the periphery of the crowd: "I don't know if master Shenshu can help Meng calculate the marriage."

People follow the reputation, but see a young man with hands in his pocket, a just wake up appearance, lazily come forward.

"Xiaoran, what do you want to do?"

Song Shuling and Su Fangfei immediately called Meng ran in a low voice.

The second daughter, who knows Meng Ran's temperament well, is afraid that one of them will cause trouble to the pure place of Buddhism.

Meng ran cast a relieved look to the second daughter. The innocent expression on her face seemed to say that she really came to calculate her marriage.

But the next scene, is to make too ran Xian Zun stupefied!

Meng ran didn't sit down, but he realized that he was cold and said:

"if you want to commit a peach blossom, why do you need to ask about marriage? You are born with love. You have sex all day and show mercy everywhere. If you don't clean yourself up, you will be destroyed by women sooner or later. "