Hearing this, Tu Haodong couldn't sit still.
He glanced at Fangzheng again, and was almost impulsive again. Sure enough, this old monk has a big problem! !
But Fangzheng stopped Tu Haodong's impulse in time with a look.
He didn't answer the old monk's words, nor did he answer the old monk's words, he was worried that he would make too many mistakes, show some flaws, or give the old monk some hints.
This is a bit like a charlatan who tells fortunes on the street. He can find out about you by asking you a few seemingly casual questions, and then use ambiguous words to tell your details and make you trust.
The next step is to get more details about you, and then do fortune-telling for you... As for how far you can deceive people, it depends on how good your eloquence is.
Fangzheng really felt that there was something abnormal in this temple.
But he didn't express his feelings.
It is to prevent the old monk from deliberately pretending to be an eminent monk and taking his words.
Faced with Fang Zheng's vigilance and Tuhao Dong's impulsive character, the old monk did not get angry.
Seeing that, the old monk didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, he started to sit on the ground in the main hall, then raised his old and withered palm like chicken feet, and patted the ground lightly.
This was a signal to Fangzheng and the others to sit down too.
Although the neighbor's uncle is of Chinese descent in Siam, he has settled down for two generations and has already integrated into the local culture and customs of Siam. His respect for the holy monk comes from the bottom of his heart, and he sat down according to his words.
Even the expression on his face was a little excited, it seemed that he was very honored to be able to sit close to Master Luang Phor, and it was a good thing to honor his ancestors.
The other two were sitting on the ground, and the two of them stood like bamboo poles, looking down at others with their nostrils, which in itself was impolite.
Fangzheng sat down without thinking too much.
He had come here to look for clues to the Old Demon Buddha. At this moment, an important clue finally appeared in front of his eyes, and he was naturally unwilling to miss it just like that.
The most important thing is that Fangzheng has confidence in his own strength.
Perhaps, he might not be able to defeat Old Demon Buddha.
But he has Brother Xiang to help him!
The fragrance of luck is Fang Zheng's trump card! !
When Tu Haodong saw Fangzheng sitting down, he naturally twitched and sat down, but he kept staring at the old monk with vigilance on his face, his whole body was tense. If there was any sign of something wrong, Tu Haodong would definitely not hesitate The stick split over.
After everyone sat down, the holy monk Luang Potian continued to speak, and the neighbor uncle acted as an interpreter.
Luang Potian: "Are you curious, why the Buddha statue in the main hall disappeared? Where did the Buddha statue go?"
"When you entered this Buddhist temple, did you still have a strange feeling...Basuke Temple of Truth...It seems like a dead temple where the Buddha went to the temple...Do you feel that this Buddhist temple is actually dead?"
Fangzheng could hold his breath, but Tu Haodong was a little impatient. Although he didn't make a sound, the surprised expression on his face still betrayed his inner change.
The old monk Long Potian looked at Tuhaodong kindly and friendlyly. He did not expose Tuhaodong, but continued: "I have a story here, about the death of Buddhist temples, do you want to listen to it?"
"Master Luangma might as well tell you, I like to hear this kind of ghost stories, absurd and weird stories." After Fangzheng finished speaking, the neighbor uncle immediately translated it to Luangpotian.
Luang Potian's wrinkled old face, like a knife and axe, nodded friendly to Fangzheng, and began to tell a weird story of "one day the Buddhist temple died suddenly".
This incident happened about a month ago, and I don't know if it was a coincidence. The timeline of the story happened to start when Fangzheng left the blessed land, shortly before and after the old devil Buddha was killed by Mr. Fu.
There is a Buddhist temple where many monks live.
Among them is a holy monk who has attained the Tao.
The daily life of these monks is very simple. They comprehend the Dharma, practice the medical skills of lowering their heads, the spells of releasing surrender, the spells of attracting wealth, and the spells of stabbing symbols.
Talisman tattooing is also called Yin tattooing, which is tattooing on the human body, but this is not an ordinary tattoo, but using ghosts and ghosts as materials, and sealing the ghosts into tattoos in the form of tattoos, so as to attract wealth and avoid evil. The effect of exorcism...
Yin piercing has been extinct in China for hundreds of years, and was beaten to death. However, after some people fled to the backward civilization of Southeast Asia, they declined and flourished, and regarded the domestic abandoned magic as a treasure. Tong, amulet, and known as the three major spells, regarded as orthodox.
That's why everyone loves tattoos here in Southeast Asia.
Especially in Siam, no matter men, women or children on the street, almost everyone has tattoos.
It is precisely because everyone from top to bottom wants to rely on tattoos to attract wealth and transfer, and it has been popular for hundreds of years...
Fangzheng once met a Southeast Asian talisman master, and learned the secret of it through the mouth of Captain Fei... This is just a hidden history, and Fangzheng did not interrupt Luangpotian's words, nor did he reveal it to Luangpotian. Hostility, Siam's most famous Gumantong, amulets, and tattoos are all made from the ghosts or dead babies after death. He can't kill all the people in Siam, can he
Since these can last forever, it should make sense.
Fangzheng continued to listen to Luang Potian's talk.
Holy monks and ordinary monks in Buddhist temples practice Buddhism every day. This is a very common thing, as simple as people eat three meals a day.
But almost a month ago, because the temple was in disrepair for a long time, it was planned to renovate some of the most dilapidated buildings, so workers were hired to renovate.
But during renovations, one of the houses collapsed.
A worker was crushed to death by the falling roof on the spot.
On the second day, another accident occurred, and another worker had an accident. Because of an operation error, he was crushed to death by scaffolding.
On the third day, another worker died.
Without exception, these workers all died in the same place. The workers in other places were all fine and there were no accidents. Only in that house, whoever broke the ground was the one who died.
In the end, no workers dared to approach the house.
However, the renovation in the temple was already halfway through, and one house could not be left alone. Therefore, the monks in the temple decided to renovate the house that the workers regarded as an ominous haunted house by themselves.
One day, two days, three days... When the monk was in charge of renovating the haunted house, everything was normal, and nothing happened for several days.
The monks are very happy.
I thought that I must have practiced the Dharma deeply, and realized the profound Dharma. Soon, the temple was renovated.
However, before the monks had time to be happy, strange events began to happen in the temple on the night when the temple was renovated.
(end of this chapter)