He took Shan Hong to find two more valleys, and met three or five hermits. Lin Jinghao realized that he knew very little about this section of the mountain range. As described in the poem: Matsushita asked the boy, and the teacher picked it up.

The medicine is gone. It's only in this mountain, nowhere deep in the clouds.

When it got dark, Shan Hong was no longer willing to leave. No matter how Lin Jinghao used money to induce him, he refused to go. In desperation, Lin Jinghao could only end his one-day "trip to seek immortality".

They both headed home to rest.

After regaining their full strength the next day, Lin Jinghao and Shan Hong abandoned their motorcycles and drove their Land Rover directly up the mountain, heading straight to the Immortal Peak that the old Taoist nun pointed out yesterday.

Burao Peak is more than 3,000 meters above sea level, with low air concentration, surrounded by blue sky and white clouds, and lush forest vegetation. It is simply a natural oxygen bar.

Driving an off-road vehicle up the mountain today was Shan Hong's suggestion. Anyway, the hermits they were looking for were places that could only be reached on foot, so why not let yourself relax and put in less effort?

The road was smooth and smooth. Even in this remote mountainous area, the winding kilometers were well repaired. The two drove the car all the way up the mountainside and found a secluded place to park the car.

After getting off the car and checking the direction, the long journey began again. According to yesterday's thinking, the hermits in this mountain mostly live near the water source, which can facilitate their practice and life.

So the two of them followed a stream of water straight up, and finally, forty minutes later, they found several simple huts on a hill.

This time it was Shan Hong who knocked on the door again. After knocking for a while, the wooden door opened. Standing at the door was a young Taoist priest.

"You..." This time, before Shan Hongdu could say the secret phrase of 'Immeasurable Life Buddha', the wooden door opened, which surprised Lin Jinghao.

"We want to find a practitioner in his forties. He should have been here for more than ten years. I wonder if Master can tell us his whereabouts?" Lin Jinghao took a step forward and asked.

"Donor, I don't even know who you are looking for? How can I tell you his whereabouts?" the Taoist priest said with his hands raised.

"Oh, are there any practitioners here who suddenly disappeared?" Without a photo of the deceased, Lin Jinghao didn't know where to start asking specifically.

"Disappeared? Are you saying that he couldn't get rid of the worldly fate and went down the mountain again?" As an old voice appeared, an old Taoist with a white beard appeared behind the young Taoist priest. It seemed that he should be the master.

"Yes, master."

"There are too many people walking here, and there are more and more fake practitioners going up the mountain. I wonder if the donor is looking for one of them? Do you have his photo?" Looking at the old Taoist look, he didn't

Unlike other monks who refuse to communicate with outsiders.

"Photos..." Lin Jinghao thought it would be great if he had photos. Do I still need to go to this mountain to find people?

"Yes, yes," Lin Jinghao suddenly remembered the photo of himself and layman Zhang. He immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and pulled out the photo of layman Zhang.

"Master, have you seen this layman?" Lin Jinghao handed the phone to the old Taoist.

"Jushi Zhang." The old Taoist obviously recognized the person in the photo at a glance.

"Have you met?" The old Taoist knew Jushi Zhang, which was a huge benefit to Lin Jinghao.

"These huts we have were donated by layman Zhang. He will come to us from time to time to send us donations. Are you his friends?"

"Yes, yes," 'People here have met Jushi Zhang, which means that the replacement he chose for Zhang Yang may be one of these people.' Lin Jinghao thought in his heart, how should he continue to ask?

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"Since you are a friend of Master Zhang, please come in and sit down." The old Taoist priest motioned to the young Taoist priests at the door to make way for them.

The inside of the hut is very clean. In addition to a simple table and two benches, plus some scriptures on the table, there are two futons for practicing meditation.

"Please sit down, please. Go and pour two glasses of water for the two guests." The old Taoist asked the two of them to sit down, and then ordered his apprentice.

"Master, how many years have you been in the mountains?" Lin Jinghao asked.

"It's been twenty years." The old man did not sit on the chair, but sat cross-legged on a futon.

"Are there many people practicing here?" Lin Jinghao didn't know how to ask for news about the replacement. He could only ask one question without saying a word.

"There must be seven or eight of them. It's common for some people who can't stand the hardship to go down the mountain." The old Taoist said, his eyes lowered as if he had fallen into trance again.

"I don't know, Master, have you ever seen a Taoist here who is in his forties, about 1.75 meters tall, and quite thin?" Seeing that the Taoist was about to enter trance, Lin Jinghao could only get straight to the point.

"You mean Chen Wei, right?" Lao Dao suddenly said a name.

"Why do you think I'm talking about him?" Lin Jinghao's heart moved. He was not sure whether it was this person now, so he could only rely on following the clues.

"Jushi Zhang took special care of Chen Wei. I remember that when he first came to us, he was seriously ill. Fortunately, the accompanying nurse Zhang gave him first aid, which saved his life and prevented him from going to bliss early.

." After saying this, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes again.

"Is this Chen Wei still around now?" Lin Jinghao's heart skipped a beat. Layman Zhang brought Nurse Zhang with him, so he was using the opportunity to treat these fellow Taoists to obtain their blood type information?

"Chen Wei doesn't live with us. He lives alone in the cave in front. We rarely communicate or interact with each other."

"Why don't you usually communicate?" Lin Jinghao felt strange about what the old man said.

"This Chen Wei has been here for more than ten years. His original family background should be pretty good. Later, he may have suffered some blows in some aspects before he went to the mountains to practice. He said that he came to our mountains to find his true self.

, not to be disturbed by the mundane affairs of the world, and to find your own spiritual home.

In fact, he is not a true practitioner, he can only be said to be an ordinary man escaping from reality, so he never refuses donations from donors, which is very different from us practitioners."

Lin Jinghao understood the meaning of the old Taoist's words. He and Chen Wei were not on the same journey: "Don't you practitioners like other people's offerings?"

"We practitioners can't have too high requirements for material things. Those donors give us gifts

In fact, it is also to satisfy his own wishes. For us, it makes no difference whether he gives it or not." Lin Jinghao understood that accepting gifts from donors is actually disdainful to real practitioners.

Careful.

"But..." Lin Jinghao didn't know what to say for a moment.

"No, but if you come to send offerings again, go find Chen Wei. He is in the cave about 500 meters ahead." The old Taoist priest does not accept offerings from other people, but he can still accept offerings from donors.

kind-hearted.

"Well, Master, let's go find Chen Wei." At this time, the apprentice walked in with two cups of tea.

"Let's go after drinking the tea. This is native tea that we picked ourselves."

Lin Jinghao had no intention of drinking tea. He only felt that the tea leaves were fragrant and very different from what he usually drank, but he didn't want to discuss the tea ceremony anymore.

After saying goodbye to the master and apprentice, he and Shan Hong continued to walk forward. After walking a certain distance and turning a corner, they found a circular wooden door tightly closed on the mountain wall.

There are basically no other huts or caves around this cave. This should be the residence of Chen Wei mentioned by the old Taoist.

"I'll knock on the door," Shan Hong, who had just drank tea, seemed to be full of energy again.

After he finished speaking, he walked up and knocked on the door. Lin Jinghao looked at the wooden door. He was very conflicted. He hoped to see someone coming to open the door, but he didn't want to see anyone opening the door.

Because someone opens the door, it means that they will continue to go to more places to find the victim. If no one opens the door, it means that Chen Wei may be the victim.

"Director Lin, the door is unlocked." Shan Hong knocked on the door several times, but no one answered, but he found that the door opened a small gap because of his force.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Lin Jinghao immediately rushed forward after hearing the words. As expected, the wooden door opened a gap, and the room was so dark that it was impossible to see the specific situation clearly.

"Infinite Life Buddha", Lin Jinghao imitated Shan Hong and announced the name first, but no one in the room responded to them.

Lin Jinghao reached out and pushed open the wooden door, and the sunlight poured in. The first thing Lin Jinghao saw was a broken tea bowl on the ground. It seemed that it had fallen from the table, and the chair had overturned on the ground.

, there seemed to be traces of blood on the edge of the wooden tabletop, and it had turned dark black.

"Director Lin..." Everything else in the house was arranged neatly, Shan Hong stood outside the door and did not dare to come in. He couldn't help but shout.

"Don't come in. Check if there is a signal on your phone, call the police, and call all my colleagues." Everything in front of him made Lin Jinghao believe that this was the number one crime scene. If this Chen Wei was him

If there was a corpse in the manor, then he should have been killed here and taken down the mountain.

"Director Lin, there is no signal here." Shan Hong took out his cell phone and turned around, then returned to the door.

"Then you stay here and I'll go down the mountain to call someone." Lin Jinghao said and was about to walk out.
Chapter completed!