Conan's Unscientific Detective

Xiaolan was wearing a dark blue jacket and long skirt suit with a light pink sweater underneath. She followed behind and smiled at Yuanzi: "Yes, I came here mainly because of my father's commission. I will go after the commission is over." Let’s take a walk.”

"Well, I have no objection."

Fujino responded: "Where are you two?"

"I do not have."

Haiyuan Ai had an iris hairpin hanging from the end of her hair. She was wearing a gray feathered fabric and a white T-shirt underneath. Her pink and purple dress was slightly swaying as she followed behind with small steps.

"I do not have either."

Conan hugged the back of his head and responded leisurely, then looked at Haibara Ai next to him in a low voice: "By the way, why did you follow me here? Let me tell you, you must be worried that Fujino will be raped by that eldest lady. Kidnapped?"

"Why can't I come over?"

Haiyuan Ai glanced at Conan: "Speaking of which, who begged his sister Xiaolan to bring him here?"

"Ahem, it must not be me!"

Conan coughed awkwardly, as if remembering something, and asked Mouri Kogoro: "But uncle, who is entrusting you this time?"

"It's a temple called Sannoji Temple."

Mouri Kogoro folded his hands on his chest and said: "As for what the commission is, I don't know, but please don't mess with me for a while!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded. They had already verbally agreed to Kogoro Mori's command, but in reality, they ignored it.

When I came to Kyoto, since I took the high-speed train and didn't drive, it was quite a hassle to get to Sannoji Temple from the station, so I probably had to take a taxi.

Just when Mouri Kogoro was about to find a taxi, with a pleasant engine sound, an extended car with a silver figure standing on the front stopped in front of everyone at the station.

Ooka Momiji opened the car door, the hem of the light blue suspender skirt she wore swaying slightly, and said hello to everyone: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work coming all the way."

"Miss Hongye?"

Xiaolan looked at her carefully and was surprised, while Yuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why are you here?"

Hongye walked slowly and smiled at everyone: "After all, it is rare for you to come to Kyoto, so I have to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

"No no no!"

Yuanzi shook his head slightly: "I mean, how did you know we would come..."

Ooka Momiji glanced in the direction of Fujino: "Because Fujino sent me a message yesterday, saying that he was coming to Kyoto today."

"...?"

Everyone looked weird and looked at Fujino who was standing aside.

Fujino felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he changed the topic and said, "Speaking of Hongye, have you ever heard of a temple called Sannoji Temple?"

"Sannoji Temple?"

Fujino explained: "Brother Maori has a commission from Sannou Temple this time. This is what we came here for."

"I have heard about this temple. Iori should know the address."

"Then please send us there."

…………

Taking Hongye's car, everyone came to the Sanno Temple that Brother Maori mentioned.

Sannoji Temple is located in the city of Kyoto, surrounded by some apartment-like buildings, and the retro Sannoji Temple is hidden among them.

The door of the temple is made of retro wood, with a sign of "Sannoji Temple" hanging on it. Looking inside from the door, you can see a stone brick road leading directly to the Japanese temple building directly in front.

Fujino got out of the car and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

To be honest, he had felt that the atmosphere had not been very good since he got in the car.

With his keen senses, he always felt vaguely like there was a flash of lightning and an unusually depressing feeling pressing down on him.

On the stone road in front of the temple entrance, several figures of different shapes gathered together, discussing something unknown.

Everyone entered the temple and walked all the way.

A round-faced man with short haircut, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a black and gray cassock, noticed everyone, and immediately walked quickly to Kogoro Mori, and greeted him warmly: "Mr. Mori, it's really troublesome for you to come all the way. "

"I am Long Yuan who contacted you before!"

The monk named Ryuumao shook Mouri Kogoro's hand, then on second thought, introduced the other people.

The old man with a kind face and squinted eyes is named Yuan Hai, and he is the abbot of this temple.

The one with a fat face, glasses, purple suit, and dark skin is from the ancient art master Sakura Shozo.

The handsome-looking man over there, wearing a kimono and a bit more noble status, is Mizuo Harutaro, the young master of the contemporary Noh drama Mizuo Ryuu.

As for the tall and tall figure at the end, wearing round glasses, the used bookstore manager Saijo Taiga.

It is worth mentioning that these people are all friends who are learning kendo.

Fujino silently scanned the crowd, indirectly proving this point.

Although these people basically have different shapes and age gaps, they all have relatively well-developed right forearm muscles.

This is the simplest criterion for judging whether the opponent is practicing swordsmanship.

Of course, badminton and tennis players will also have corresponding characteristics.

However, what makes Fujino feel a little strange is that among the five people, Saijo Taiga, Sakura Shozo and Madokai were inexplicably surprised when they just saw him.

Especially the old host Yuan Hai, he was just staring straight at him.

Fujino's scalp was numb from being stared at and he couldn't help but ask: "Host, is there something on my face?"

"Nothing is existence, existence is nothingness..."

Abbot Yuan Hai narrowed his eyes, looked at Fujino for a while, walked over slowly, and said, "This little friend, who are you?"

"My name is Fujino, I'm a detective."

Fujino frowned and glanced at the monk in front of him: "I live opposite Brother Maori. I came here this time to visit."

"I see."

Yuan Hai nodded and greeted the round-faced monk on the side: "Long Yuan, come here and see this little donor."

"What happened to the donor?"

"Look carefully and look with your heart."

Yuan Hai took two steps back, narrowed his eyes and opened his eyes slightly: "Did you see the Buddha's light behind him?"

"I saw it, such a dazzling Buddha light!"

The monk named Long Yuan immediately put his hands together and muttered Buddhist scriptures: "Namo Amitabha..."

Host Yuan Hai couldn't help but sigh: "This donor is a person with great wisdom."

"..."

Fujino was silent for a while as he watched the two monks 'performing' in front of him, with a trace of innocent confusion in his eyes.

Great wisdom root, so what is this wisdom root?

Is the root a serious root?

Why do I feel that the wisdom root you, Lao Deng, are talking about is a bit unfair?

Is this a monk?

Yuan Hai didn't know what Fujino was thinking. He took out a string of rosary beads from his pocket and kept moving them with one hand. He raised his other hand across his chest. He bowed slightly and invited: "This donor, I want to see you." If you are destined to be a Buddha, how about you escape into Buddhism at my Shanneng Temple?"

"Escape into the void?"

Fujino looked at the old monk in front of him and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. No wonder this guy just talked about Buddha's Light and the Great Wisdom Root, so he was waiting for him here?

Let’s not talk about whether this is serious or not. The key point is that this old bald ass wants to drag him into the water!

Is Buddhism so careless nowadays?

Why do you always ask people to escape into Buddhism?

What is this operation?

"Eh?!!"

After a short silence, everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Yuanzi was also surprised. After he calmed down, he couldn't help but asked weakly: "What does it mean to escape into Buddhism?"

Everyone: "..."

You don’t know what it means, why are you talking about it?

Haiyuan Ai looked strange, touched the hairpin at the end of his hair to calm down, and explained: "It means becoming a monk. The abbot wants to invite Fujino to become a monk."

(End of this chapter)

717. Chapter 710: Forgetting one’s principles for the sake of beauty, bah!

Chapter 710: Seeing lust and forgetting one's duty, bah!

"Be a monk?!"

Yuanzi understood now and let out a surprised sound.

'You just reacted? '

Fujino glanced at the startled Miss Suzuki speechlessly and complained silently in his heart.

On second thought, he looked at the old abbot with a sincere face, frowned, and was a little confused.

This is both the root of wisdom and the light of the Buddha, just to allow him to "escape into Buddhism" and become a monk?

He Teng has Buddha's light, is he suitable to be a monk?

Let’s just say, can a person who is as good as a shark still have Buddha’s light in him?

Is it possible that the Buddha's light is a killing halo?

"Mr. Abbot, I don't know what you mean by fate?" Ooka Hongye asked doubtfully.

The abbot still clasped his hands together, and his tone sounded unusually sincere: "The Buddha's light behind Donor Fujino soared into the sky. The first time I saw him, I seemed to see the Buddha coming in person. If you enter our Buddhist practice, the light will surely shine on the world, making the world shine. Peace in the world and blessings to all living beings..."

Fujino stopped the old abbot: "Forget it about escaping into Buddhism or something. If you have an amulet or something, just take it out. I bought it."

Although it's not the same world, it's the same routine. Fujino is very familiar with these words.

This is how those bald donkeys deceived people in the past life, saying that you are destined to be a Buddha, buy peace, blessings, and so on.

If the price is not expensive, most people will buy it in order to avoid being discouraged. But usually the things sold by these bald donkeys are too expensive. One item costs thousands. If you don't buy it, you will be cursed... It is really frustrating.

"Since Donor Fujino has no intention, it is inconvenient to force it."

The old abbot Yuan Hai sighed, "If you want the amulet of this temple, I will personally pick it up for you later. You don't need these extraneous things."

Fujino looked at the old abbot who looked regretful and was startled.

I'm not selling amulets... What kind of trick is this?

Suddenly, he remembered his profession: [Immortal Monk]

One of the passives of the countless eminent monks [Innate Buddhist Physique] will make the monks feel as close as they can, and there is a crossed out after it: [And I hope you can convert to Buddhism as soon as possible].

It seems like this is passively triggered?

Thinking of this, Fujino realized that he seemed to have wrongly blamed the old abbot, and immediately said: "Actually, it's not unintentional, it's just unnecessary. Buddhist practice, everything in the world is practice. Since it is practice, then in the temple What’s the difference between spiritual practice and spiritual practice outside the temple?”

The old abbot Yuan Hai was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes immediately shone: "So that's it...it's the foolish monk who has taken the form."

Fujino glanced at the old monk who seemed to be enlightened and changed the subject: "But speaking of which, your temple seems to have a commission from Brother Maori this time. Can you tell me what the commission is?"

"Let's go to the temple and talk about this."

Long Yuan walked over and led everyone into the temple behind him: "I wonder if you have heard of Medicine Master Tathagata, the main Buddha of our temple?"

"I've heard of this."

Ooka Hongye, who was following behind, responded: "It should be a secret Buddha statue that is consecrated only once every twelve years and is open to the public, right?"

Mao Lilan echoed: "I've heard about it too, and I want to pay homage when I come here."