Chapter 42 fourth quarter

In the main hall of Ruixiang Temple, the small amulets have finally been distributed, and the young monk is making a final speech to the believers.I don't know if he is happy or sad that his first teaching is coming to an end, his baby face that looks like a high school player is swollen and red. "Mabi, why did the old landlord of Songyue ask the children of Mr. Jiuze and Miss Jasmine to inherit the Ruixiang house? Didn't he think that the old landlord of Songyue could remarry and have children?" If Jasmine really conceived a son, and he inherited the workshop, wouldn't things become very complicated when Songyue remarried and gave birth to a son?

"It's impossible for Songyue's homeowner to have children." "--why?" "He's sterile. Poor, he has a disease called Klinefelter syndrome, which is a chromosomal abnormality." "Krillin...?" "This is a congenital disease. Normal people should have XY sex chromosomes, but people with this disease have XXY sex chromosomes. Yesterday, when he was alone, I asked him alone, and I did not guess wrong The failure of his marriage seems to be related to this reason, because he didn't make it clear to the other party in advance." "Did you know he had the disease before?"

"I just have this vague feeling. The symptoms of Klinfeldt's syndrome are very diverse, but there are some common characteristics, one of which is that the arms are very long." I think back to Songyue in white overalls.Since he has the same features as Shakyamuni because of his extremely long hands, he was considered to be a good Buddha statue maker since he was a child. "Body feminization is another symptom of the disease. Does he look like a woman?" There is nothing wrong with that. "There are also many red spots on his left arm. After I asked him yesterday, I realized that they were injection marks. I didn't know before that patients who got this disease had to supplement male hormones regularly——Omi Kotsu Mr. Sakuragawa said that he often drove the owner of Songyue to the station, and I think he should go to a specialized hospital in a big town."

"So it's like this..." I suddenly felt extremely guilty. At this time, I suddenly remembered something: "Mabei, you said before that the owner of Songyue is '╳two'——" "I made a deep self-criticism afterwards, and I really shouldn't have said that kind of thing at the time." ╳ Two—that is, XX.At that time, Mabi was already hinting at Matsutsuki's illness, implying that he has two X's in his sex chromosomes. "Ah, teacher, the abbot of Ci'an said before that 'Song Yue's house owner seems to have a special relationship with Zhunzhi Guanyin', so could it be—?"

"Avalokitesvara Avalokitesvara helps to give birth to a precious child early. I think the abbot of Ci'an should know that the owner of Songyue made a wish to Avalokitesvara Avalokitesvara when he got married." When visiting the shelter, I once heard Zhenbei say that Zhunzhi Guanyin helps to give birth to a precious child early.Of course, it's useless to think about it now. We all fell silent. The stammering speech of the young monk echoed in the clear winter air. "Teacher, why did Ms. Maya ask the owner of Songyue to agree to our visit this time?" Rin asked while leaning against the railing outside.

I just remembered hearing Rin say that.I was almost rushed back to Tokyo last time, and thanks to Maya's help, I was able to visit here again in a short time.I heard that it was she who asked repeatedly, and the owner of Songyue agreed. After a moment of hesitation, Zhenbei opened his mouth. "Perhaps he hopes we can take away her father's grudge." "What's the meaning?" "Isn't there Michio's book on the shelf in her room? The book describing the supernatural phenomenon we encountered in Fukushima Prefecture before." "Yes, she has the book."

"I think Ms. Maya was terrified of killing Mr. Okajima herself. Seeing King Wushu Saming bleeding, she felt as if she was being instigated by her father's resentment to kill. This incident terrified her. At this time, She just remembered this book and thought that if we came to Ruixiang's room, maybe we could save her—she might have such an expectation in her heart, or maybe we could change something. Miss Moye also wanted to avenge her father and hoped that someone Blocking her own thoughts, these two thoughts were at war inside her." I sighed heavily and looked up at the sky of the twelfth lunar month.The scenery that greeted my eyes was somewhat similar to the sky I looked up at ten months ago. I watched in a daze as the white breath I exhaled rose to the sky.

Mabe also raised his head, and muttered emptyly: "However, people's hearts should not be easily determined." "Because both ghosts and bodhisattvas come from people..." "The old homeowner of Songyue said that the Ruixiang house is a gopher hole—maybe everyone is like a gopher, unable to see each other's true face, so they can only sniff each other with their noses in the dark, push the dirt away with their paws, and live hard. go down—” That's why people go astray from time to time. Once they go deep into the wrong path, they can't hear other people's voices.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise. I looked down, and it turned out that the Sakyamuni Enlightenment Meeting had ended. The believers walked out of the Ruixiang Room in twos and threes, talking to each other about the upcoming activities of the day and the taste of the pickled vegetables recently.This scene is very kind and touching. Really ready to leave the railing. "Let's go, Mr. Sakuragawa should have arrived." We walked down the steps outside the formation and walked out of Ruixiang Temple with the crowd.Omi Kotsu's taxi was parked at the corner of the workshop paved with boulders.

"Thank you for calling my car every time, I just arrived." Mr. Sakuragawa with short gray hair rolled down the window next to the driver's seat and grinned.We asked him to take us to the station. "Thanks for your hard work." I can't look at his face.The major media have already widely reported what happened in Ruixiangfang, and he must already know about Maya.I couldn't help but think of the scene when I first came to Ruixiangfang.He and Maya poked their heads out of the driver's seat, chatting and laughing like familiar relatives. I decided not to say anything about it.

"Hey! Don't go!" At this moment, a voice came from behind. "Ah, it's Mr. Tang Jianmu." "Really, what happened?" "Does he want to hug us goodbye?" Tang Jianmu's father, who was wearing gray work clothes, ran over from the mountain road leading to Ruixiang's house, without a broom in his hand. "Ah, ah, ha, finally, caught up, caught up..." Papa Tangmenmu was panting heavily, with his hands resting on his knees. "Mr. Interpol, here we come, I told them, you just left, and they said they wanted to say hello to you." "Really? Where are they?" Zhen Bei asked, Tang Jianmu's father was still bent over, pointing the thumb of his right hand behind him.Detective Guwei and Detective Zhuli walked over from the mountain road leisurely. When they got closer, Shinbi said: "It's outrageous that you treat the old man as an errand." Before the two detectives could answer, Father Tang Jianmu straightened up suddenly, stared at Zhenbei and said, "I'm not an old man!" "Ah, sorry." Tang Jianmu's father's attitude is like a primary school student saying that he is not a child. "Actually, we stopped him." Detective Tanio said with a wry smile. "As a result, Mr. Tang Jianmu ran very fast." Detective Takenashi touched his eggplant-like face and said. "Detective Guwei, Detective Zhuli—I messed up things this time, and I'm really sorry." Zhenbei bowed his head to apologize to them, and the two detectives showed complicated expressions and looked at each other.They were silent for a while, as if they were thinking about what to say, and finally detective Tanio said: "Well—I think we'll meet somewhere else later." Zhenbei nodded and replied: "I think so too." Then, he turned to Tang Jianmu's father and said: "Mr. Tang Jianmu, you have worked hard too. Ruixiangfang should not be able to calm down for a while." "Yes, but anyway, it will be that way." Tang Jianmu's father was vague, and looked away blankly.Perhaps because of the light, there seemed to be tears in his eyes. "Maya will not send me text messages anymore..." "Mr. Tang Jianmu, I heard that you have a good relationship with Ms. Maya." Guwei detective said with concern, Tang Jianmu's father still turned his head to the side and nodded gently. "Maya... I never dreamed of Maya..." "According to her situation, the sentence should be reduced as appropriate. Of course, I'm not a judge, so I can't talk nonsense. I think—" Before the detective Guwei could finish his sentence, Tang Jianmu's old man let out a "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" voice and sighed heavily.Tears accumulated in the corners of the eyes and flowed down the cheeks along the wrinkles. "I don't know... I really don't know... Maya is Mr. Kizawa's daughter... I didn't realize it at all... I like Maya very much... We are friends..." He spoke intermittently, as if he was concentrating on reciting Buddha's name. We could only watch him in silence. "I... I'm going back, I still have things to do..." Father Tang Jianmu muttered to himself in a barely audible voice, then turned and left. "It's all the fault of that old tree... Isn't there an old tree that is dying... I'm going to cut it down... I need to cut it down quickly..." He should have meant the pomegranate tree where the spider mite was infested. "Ah, Mr. Tang Jianmu." The Guwei detective stopped him.He reached into the purse in the hand of Zhuli detective, and took out a plastic bag from it. "Almost forgot, I'm going to give this back to you." As he spoke, he opened the plastic bag, and inside was the sickle. "Miss Maye wants me to tell you that she is sorry for taking away Mr. Tang Jianmu's important tools—she wants me to tell you so." Father Tang Jianmu slowly stretched out his hands, and took it carefully, showing a happy expression. "Great, I was thinking that it would be great if I had this sickle. Now that I got it back, I will use this sickle to chop trees." He looked up and smiled at us. "Everyone, this time I really want to say goodbye to everyone." Then, he disappeared in front of the mountain road, his figure seemed to be smaller than usual. Our eyes were fixed on that direction and could not be moved away for a long time. "If there is any new evidence found, can I trouble you to contact me?" Asked by Zhenbei, Detective Tanio nodded slightly hesitantly. "Actually—to be honest, it's a bit embarrassing." "It's actually quite difficult." Detective Zhuli added, but there was no accusation on his face. "Mr. Mabei, you should already know everything, right?" Detective Tanio said with a smile on purpose.Shaking his head slowly, he sighed. "Of course. For example, Miss Maya drew the scythe in the parking lot. Why would she do that?" "Oh, yes, that's right." As he said that, Detective Tanio clapped his hands vigorously. "Miss Maya has always remained silent about this matter. No matter how many times I ask, she keeps her head down and shakes her head desperately at me." "yes……?" Zhenbei looked down, pursed his lips and said. "Usually, it might be something like this - Ms. Maya thinks that showing Mr. Torii and Mr. Weiser the bloody sickle pattern can remind them of past sins. At the time, she herself was terrified The way she looks, probably because she doesn't want others to know that she did it—” Mabe's expression suddenly changed. "Really, what's the matter?" I asked, but he didn't respond. "So she knew?... No, she probably didn't know... That's right, she didn't know..." Mabe muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his head. "Detective Tanio, Ms. Maya heard Mr. Torii, Mr. Weiser, and Mr. Okajima overheard the conversation of these three people, so you know that they killed Mr. Chirazawa, right?" "Huh? Yes, that's right, as I told you yesterday." -It's really a coincidence- ——Miss Maya overheard the whispers of Mr. Torii, Mr. Weiser, and Mr. Okajima— ——Although they didn’t talk about how they killed him, I learned that they conspired to kill Mr. Chirosawa and burned the body in the kiln—— Wait a minute, something is wrong. ——Although there is no mention of how he was killed—— ——Although there is no mention of how he was killed—— "That can't be painted by Ms. Maya!" I yelled loudly, staring at the mid-air, moving my lips slightly and said. "That's right, she didn't know that the weapon that killed her father was a sickle. She didn't know about it until the morning when Mr. Wei Ze disappeared. She first heard about it from Mr. Tang Jianmu and the owner of Songyue. It was the first time she learned about this incident. So, she was deeply shocked at the time and couldn't help but rushed out of the restaurant. Of course, knowing that the weapon that killed her father turned out to be a sickle was a shock to her, but it made her feel even more The thing that scares her is that she learns what someone drew in the parking lot." "But... Mabe, if someone else drew that pattern, why did Maya-san pretend to be panicked?" "She didn't put it on. She was genuinely scared when she was in the parking lot." "However, she has no reason to be afraid. Although drawing a large pattern on the ground with bright red paint is indeed frightening, but——If Miss Maya didn't know about the scythe at that time, she should be the same as us, Had no idea what the pattern meant, but she seemed terrified—” "Because she thought that might be '7.'" "'7' - oh..." I remember, that's what I said. ——This also looks like a '7'... Ah, left and right reversed— At that time, I said that while raising my head.At that time, I realized that Maya was stiff and showing a timid expression. "Seven Lucky Gods..." "Yes, at that time, when Maya heard the words you blurted out, she thought of the Seven Lucky Gods. She thought that someone had discovered what she was doing, so she was warning her or threatening her. A lot of information is read in this pattern. Writing '7' as left and right may be interpreted as 'your Seven Lucky Gods have ghosts', or 'you are not an ordinary Seven Lucky Gods' - in short, she may produce various Imagine. That's why Miss Maya is so scared, it's as simple as that." "Teacher, who the hell drew that pattern in the parking lot?" Mabi didn't answer Rin's question, but put his hands on his forehead and said in a low voice: "I'm so confused—the pomegranate leaves couldn't have just fallen into that crack. The temple has a roof, and there's no way that so many leaves could have fallen into a crack as thin as the one on the statue's forehead—" "Really prepared..." "He saw it. On that night twenty years ago, he saw it clearly from beginning to end. That's right, so, he knew where Mr. Naizawa was killed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known Mr. Naizawa at all. His head was chopped off." ——I was really scared—— ——Because it was a Buddha statue carved by Mr. Kizawa, and the head was split—— "He said that he accidentally found the sickle used by the three people to kill Mr. Yuzawa under the verandah, but in fact he didn't know where the sickle was. He saw the three people throw the sickle there with his own eyes." "Mr. Tang Jianmu? But..." "You didn't think of it, did you? Mr. Tang Jianmu has been a gardener in Ruixiangfang for many years. He knows the habits of Shenzawa spider mite very well, and he also knows that the insects live on pomegranate trees. A year ago, when Wushu Shamo When the cracks appeared on King Ming's forehead, he must have guessed why this happened. He didn't need me to explain long-windedly, he had already guessed that the heat from the stepped kiln was transferred to the sewer pipes, making the temple He was inspired by the house he lived in as a child, I believe." ——There is a hot spring next to my house, so the house is very warm.The hot spring passes through the ground—— He once said this when talking about his hometown in the restaurant before. "When I used a warm pack to make the forehead of the Buddha statue bleed, he was the only one looking back in the direction of the stepped kiln. He was checking the smoke from the stepped kiln. He thought that spider mites would come out of the forehead of the Buddha statue, and it must be It is firing a stepped kiln." Indeed, at that time, Father Tang Jianmu looked back at the sky behind him and murmured: ——How could such a thing—— "It was he who put the pomegranate leaves into the Buddha statue of King Wushu Samoming. It didn't fall in by accident - he probably just wanted to play a prank. If the red spider mite successfully crawled out from the crack on the forehead, the Buddha statue It looked like blood—if one of Mr. Torii, Mr. Okajima, or Mr. Weiser could see this sight—he just wanted it so simple, and he just wanted the three of them to pay for what they committed before. It doesn't matter if it doesn't go well, even if the spider mite doesn't crawl out of the crack, or even if it does, maybe no one sees it. , the spider mites literally crawled out of the crack, as if blood was flowing. However, it was not Mr. Torii, Mr. Okajima, or Mr. Weiser who saw this scene—it was Ms. Maya." --have no idea-- ——Maya turned out to be the daughter of Mr. Kizawa—— ——I like Maya—— --We're friends-- "Of course, Mr. Tang Jianmu couldn't know that Ms. Maya saw that scene. And Mr. Okajima disappeared on the night of his prank, so he thought his battle was successful. He mistakenly thought that Mr. Okajima saw what he designed. Fake blood, and escaped from Ruixiang’s room in fear. Therefore, his mischievous psychology was further aroused, and he wanted to threaten the other two people in a more obvious way. So, he drew the sickle in the parking lot.” How can this happen?Everything turned out to be due to Tang Jianmu's father's reckless behavior.Twenty years ago, he accidentally witnessed a crime, and made a prank in order to make the murderer regret it-in the end, he killed two people and created a murderer. "Later, Mr. Wei Ze also disappeared. Mr. Tang Jianmu thought that Mr. Wei Ze, like Mr. Okajima, escaped from the Ruixiang room because he was frightened by his prank. He really didn't know anything. Only he until In the end, I thought that there was no dead person at all. So, even if I found that the sickle I put in the cabinet was missing, I still didn’t care.” ——It’s really no big deal, someone must have taken it to mow the grass and left it somewhere—— At the time, I was a little annoyed by his no-nonsense attitude. "Oh, oh, so that's what happened..." Detective Guwei frowned and said softly.Really turned to look at him slowly. "Detective Tanio, in this case—will you pursue legal responsibility?" "No, probably not. Even if prosecuted, he should be acquitted." However, innocence and innocence are two different things.For Father Tang Jianmu, it should be the same.He may not tell the police what he did, but that doesn't mean he's indifferent.He must have reflected on his actions from the bottom of his heart, deeply regretting—— ——I'm going back, I still have things to do— ——It’s all the fault of that old tree—— ——Isn’t there an old tree that is dying—— —I'm going to chop it off— "Really prepared, could it be..." ——Great, I was thinking before, it would be great if I had this scythe—— ——Now that I got it back, I will use this scythe to chop down trees—— ——This time I really want to say goodbye to everyone—— --Goodbye-- "Really prepared!" He rushed out before I could yell.Rin and I immediately followed behind him, and the two detectives also chased after him.We ran on the Yangchang Mountain Road leading to Ruixiangfang, running desperately.Finally passing through the back door between the high fences of Jianren Temple, everyone shouted Tang Jianmu's name loudly, and then rushed into the workshop.At this time, we heard a mournful cry. "It's Aunt Yi!" We ran along the wall of the dormitory.Aunt Yi stood by the verandah, covered her face with her hands, and knelt on the ground.She was trembling all over, and wept bitterly.Father Tang Jianmu died in front of her.He was lying on his back on the ground, in a pool of blood, with the bamboo broom under his head, unable to move forever.His expression was very serene, his right hand was holding the sickle tightly, and the sharp blade was like a huge claw, cutting his throat.On his left hand on his chest, he tightly grasped the small amulet given to him by Maya last year. On Christmas Eve, when the twelfth lunar month was about to end, Zhenbei asked me to go to his office. "Long time no see - wow, what's this?" As soon as I opened the door, I was shocked by the scene inside.The lights flickered and Christmas carols blared from the stereo.Elk, angels and Santa Claus hang from the ceiling.Of course, it's all fake props cut out of cardboard and painted, and there's a giant Christmas tree, no, there are two. "Daowei, come and take a look. I finally gritted my teeth and bought a Christmas tree. I didn't expect Kitami to bring a bigger one." "Because my aunt said she would send me off." "Daowei, it's cold outside, come in quickly. Kitami, the turkey is almost done roasting." "Okay, I'll go and have a look." Rin hurried to the kitchen wearing a three-cornered hat that seemed to be made by herself.I took off my coat with a dazed face and sat on the sofa. "Are you so lively every year?" "How is it possible? This year is the first time." "why--?" In the middle of speaking, I stopped immediately.I seem to be able to understand. It must be for two reasons.First off, my trouble with him this time has nothing to do with ghosts or spirits.Because Zhenbei opened this "Zhenbei Supernatural Phenomena Search Center" to find a way to meet his dead wife again.Now, the facts of the case have been clarified and the answer to the mystery has been revealed. Although he didn't say anything and his attitude was normal, he must be very complicated inside, but he didn't want me to notice it.He is a person who is easy to make a big deal out of a molehill, and my imagination should be more or less the same. there's one more thing.The two of them, like me, still can't get rid of the heavy pressure of that incident, so they try to use Christmas to have a good time and create a cheerful atmosphere.Not so long ago, our lives were filled with Buddha statues, Buddha statues, Buddha statues, so I hope that by celebrating the gods of the West, I will try to adjust my mood. However, my heart was even heavier.Because, I came here today to discuss the matter of Buddha statues. "It's so hot, teacher, the turkey is ready. Mr. Michio, what's wrong with you? Why are you frowning?" "Well, uh..." After hesitating for a moment, I still opened my mouth. "Really—I'm sorry, these words may affect your mood, but I still want to ask you one thing." "Huh? What's the matter?" "I was wondering why the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara was returned twenty years ago..." Suddenly, the Christmas carols in the room seemed to stop suddenly—of course it was just an illusion. "Oh, you mean Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands." Zhenbei curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, as if to say, I really can't stand you. "Then I'll explain it to you. In fact, it was only after I returned to the office that I suddenly thought of it—the answer is this." As he spoke, he picked up the trash can on the side and showed it to me. "I've been busy since that day, so I haven't had time to clean it up. Look, is there something familiar to you?" "What—oh, you mean chest hair?" The last time I was here, the double-sided tape that Zhenbei put on my chest was still in the trash can. "That's right, it's chest hair. Vishnu, one of the three great gods of Hinduism, has this swastika-shaped symbol on his chest-I explained it to you last time. Among the holdings of Avalokitesvara, there is a shape that is Swastika, something called Baoyin." "Yes, you said that before." "Twenty years ago, the old man from the United States came to Ruixiangfang suddenly during his sightseeing and bought a Buddha statue. After careful selection, he ordered the most luxurious Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara from the introduction—right? " "Yes, that's what I heard at the time." "At that time, he didn't know that there was a swastika pattern in the holdings of Avalokitesvara. He found out after receiving the goods, so he hurriedly returned them." "Why do you have to return the product if you have a swastika?" "What's the old man's name?" "Uh, I remember it seems to be—so-and-so Fox. Mr. Tang Jianmu also said that it should be that the fox and Guanyin are not compatible." "Fox is a unique Jewish name. That old man should be Jewish too." "Why are the Jews returning—" Halfway through, I suddenly realized. "It turned out to be a crochet cross!" "It should be like this. When the old man saw Baoyin, he thought of the hateful Nazi badge." "But teacher, did the foreigner return the expensive Buddha statue just for this reason?" "It's entirely possible. Although the art value of Avalokitesvara in Europe and the United States is quite affirmed, even artists stay away because of the relationship with the swastika. Not only Jews, but also Europeans and Americans hate crochet crosses more than Japanese imagined. stronger." "Yes, Europeans and Americans are indeed more sensitive." "If you stick it on your chest, you will definitely be scolded." "Kitami, I wasn't playing that time—by the way, Michio, are there any other questions?" I shook my head.All questions have been answered. "By the way, speaking of chest hair, I remembered." Zhen Zhen clapped his hands vigorously and walked back to the studio. "I'm going to use double-sided tape to repair the case of the digital camera. It's rare for the three of us to get together, let's take a commemorative photo." "I don't need it." "Don't say that, Mr. Daowei, let's take a picture together. Come on, wear this, and the teacher should wear it too." "Kitami, did you make three hats?" "It's called being prepared." "Really, can I change with you?" "Don't—take a photo." I asked Rin to develop the photos I took with the Selfie function and take them home.I thought about it for a long time and didn't know where to put it.Finally, considering that it may not be found in the future if it is placed randomly, it is placed on the work table. During the Chinese New Year, I ate oranges alone and took pictures. I thought that I might be able to capture the face of the person who is unforgettable in my heart, so I opened my eyes wide and looked for—— Sure enough, I still can't find it.