Facing Tuhao Dong's sad little eyes, Fangzheng let out an oops,
Then the playwright said: "Tuhaodong, we are obviously visiting the night market, why did we come here?"
"I think I finally understand a truth..."
Fangzheng clapped his fists and said seriously.
"What's the truth?" Tuhaodong continued in a very cooperative manner.
Fangzheng said in a cadence, "The vicissitudes of the world are nothing but loess, and the failure of all living beings to return is just a ray of obsession. How can there be no boundless sea of suffering when the obsession is gone? Thinking about it this way, you can understand why all the living beings in the world refuse to turn back... because, I There is a predestined relationship with the word truth, so the name of the Basuke Temple of Truth is not predestined to me."
"It must have been my curiosity to find out the truth that led me here."
Tuhao Dong has a look of disbelief.
But Fangzheng didn't give Tuhaodong a chance to refute at all, he had already taken the lead in walking towards the temple gate of Basuke Temple of Truth.
"Since everyone is here, why don't we go in and have a look, and call for help immediately if something goes wrong. It's still early, and there are people on the street."
It was still early, and the temple was not yet closed. Fangzheng entered the temple without encountering any obstacles.
Although there has been a murder case here recently, although the man and woman in the crew did not die in the temple, the clothes were taken off by you, which is somewhat related to the temple, but because there is no direct evidence that the men and women took off their clothes at that time because they were coerced Yes, so the temple opened to receive incense as usual after a routine inspection.
When the local tyrant Dong wanted to take Fang Zheng away, it was already too late.
Fangzheng has already entered the temple.
I don't know if it was because of the involvement of the recent murder case, the popularity of the temple, which is not well-known in the local area, faded after nightfall.
Cross the threshold.
Enter the yard behind the door.
Unexpectedly, the entire temple was pitch black, and no believers came to burn incense and worship Buddha, so it seemed particularly empty and silent.
The entire temple was extremely quiet.
"Fang Fang, why does this temple give me a feeling? Not only does it not have the atmosphere of other temples, but it is gloomy and unpopular... Do you think that in tomorrow's news, there will be two men taking off their clothes strangely in the temple , the murder case of the naked grove?"
The local tyrant Dong finished eating the barbecue in two mouthfuls, and hurriedly caught up with the figure above him. After entering the temple, he looked around vigilantly all the way.
Fangzheng: "..."
He didn't go to answer Tuhao Dong's nonsensical words, but walked towards the only main hall in the temple with lights coming out.
When they entered the main hall, Fangzheng and Tuhao Dong finally understood why no believers came to offer incense in this temple.
Because the place where the Buddha statue was originally protected in the main hall was empty.
The Buddha statue is gone.
Can this Buddhist temple without Buddha statues still be a Buddhist temple? But then there would be no believers.
Since the two of them entered the temple and then came to the main hall, no one appeared along the way to ask them what their purpose was.
It's as if... the temple is dead.
The Buddha went to the empty temple.
At this time, Dong Dong, a local tyrant who had brought a wooden stick from an unknown corner of the temple, was careful and guarded Fang Zheng's side.
"Fang Fang, why do I have an illusion that this Buddhist temple seems to be a temple of death? This place feels more and more evil to me."
Fang Zheng glanced at Tuhao Dong with some surprise.
Unexpectedly, even the local tyrants can see that there is something abnormal in this place. It seems that there is indeed something wrong with the Basuke Temple of Truth.
But the two of them searched the main hall, but found nothing. Just as Fangzheng was considering whether to expand the scope of the search to find clues about the Old Demon Buddha, at this moment, a strange panting sound suddenly came from the shadow behind him.
The local tyrant Dong was startled, and turned around quickly, with a ruthless look on his face, he was about to swing the stick, but at the last moment, the wooden stick in his hand stopped in time.
At the entrance of the main hall behind the two of them, there stood an old monk with a frightened expression on his face, and Dong stepped back again and again, as if he was frightened by the sudden turning of the head of the local tyrant and fiercely swinging his stick.
The panting sound just now was exactly the panting sound of the elderly monk in front of him, who paused for a few breaths after walking a few steps.
"Who are you! Why are you standing behind us in a sneaky way?" The tall, muscular local tyrant Dong said with a vicious expression on his face.
The local tyrant Dong was extremely courageous, not only was he not frightened by the sneaky old monk who appeared behind him, on the contrary he had a vicious look on his face, as if he would devour the evil spirit alive even if the evil spirit came.
When Fang Zheng saw the old monk for the first time, he had already confirmed that the old monk in front of him was not some ghost with a ghost body, but a living person.
He stopped Tuhao Dong.
However, this old monk is a native of Siam, and he has communication barriers due to poor language communication.
But fortunately, the old monk may have a good relationship with the neighbors in the street. He quickly found a Chinese neighbor who fled to Siam during the war and settled in Siam for two generations.
Only then did Fangzheng and Tuhaodong know the identity of the old monk. It turned out that the old monk was Master Luang Phor of Pasuk Truth Temple.
Long Po is a kind of respectful title for the holy monk in Siam.
In ancient times, the dragon mother-in-law, according to legend, possesses mysterious energy, can feel ghosts and gods, and communicate with the dead.
Siam's most famous amulets and magic knives are all made by Luang Po.
Only a holy monk like Luang Po, who has thoroughly understood the Dharma, can refine magic tools such as amulets and magic knives that can communicate with ghosts and gods.
Dragon Po is a respectful title for a holy monk, which is equivalent to a title. Adding a word after Long Po is equal to the name of the holy monk.
For example, Luang Po Nian, one of the top ten holy monks in Siam, Long Po is the honorific title for the holy monk, and the year is the name.
Another example is LP Kun, LP Pei, LP Ben, LP Hong, LP Tim, etc.
And the holy monk in front of the Basuke Truth Temple is called Luang Potian.
"Lang Potian asks you, are you here for a man and a woman who took off their clothes in a Buddhist temple a few days ago, disappeared mysteriously, and finally died strangely?" The neighbor uncle acted as an intermediary translator.
"Fang Fang, this old monk really has a problem! We haven't said anything yet, this old monk already knows what the purpose of coming here is, if you say that this old monk has no problem, I don't believe it at all!!" Tuhao Dong was vigilant.
The neighbor uncle frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"Luang Potian is a holy monk. Only eminent monks who have done good deeds and accumulated virtues, completed their merits and are loved by the people can be awarded the honorary title of 'Holy Monk'."
Fangzheng stopped the impulsive local tyrant Dong and apologized. The neighbor uncle continued to translate for Luang Potian with dissatisfaction.
"Before answering your question, did you feel that when you entered the Pasuke Temple of Truth, there was something wrong with this Buddhist temple?"
"This sentence was asked by Long Potian to ask you." The neighbor uncle added.
(end of this chapter)