"The temple is well built, but do you think the Thai monks are rich?
Money can make a lot of people forget their nature."
Are there corrupt people in the government, scum in the police, traitors in the army during the Anti-Japanese War, if these are all there, then why can't Thai monks raise ghosts who sell dog meat on sheep's heads?
"Sleep, rest and talk about it tomorrow," Xiang said with his eyes closed in his seat.
"Mr.
Xiang, Thai monks have a high status among the people and the royal family," Shen Jianwei said worriedly.
"Just be your translator, you don't have to worry about the rest" Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder, and said indifferently: "We are here to solve the problem and be reasonable, aren't we here to find faults?"
” "So, what if it doesn't make sense?"
"It's unreasonable because you don't have the strength, he's not afraid of you, Situ Shengyun farts you, you think it makes sense, why?"
Shen Jianwei suddenly shrunk, what Xiang Que said was very buried but it was definitely the truth, Situ Shengyun didn't care about talking to himself, even if he farted, he felt that it made sense, why, because Situ Shengyun was the leader of Hongmen, and he was his subordinate, and a hundred Shen Jianwei added up A Situ Shengyun, this is the unequal strength.
After a few hours of sleep, Xiang Que and Shen Jianwei woke up, and with sleepy eyes, the two of them casually ate something in the car and got out of the car.
"Why is this sky-breaking hotter than Shanghai!"
Xiang Que stuck out his tongue, feeling that the heat was a little breathless.
"Here in Thailand, can't even sell long-sleeved clothes without being hot" Shen Jianwei hesitated and asked: "Mr.
Xiang, I think it's easy to do things when the moon is dark and the wind is high, and there are too many people in the temple now."
The incense in the temple in Thailand is much more vigorous than in the country, because the whole people here believe in Buddhism from the heart, and more than eighty percent of the people who go to the temple in the country are for the purpose of lounging, and the people who come to the temple in Thailand are believers.
Xiang Que was very respectful before entering the Qidi Long Temple, and he was blessed by Buddhism, so everyone who saw the temple would give a sincere salute.
Following a large number of people who entered the temple, Xiang Que and Shen Jianwei also walked into the temple, as one of the six major temples in Chiang Mai, there were a lot of people in the Chedi Long Temple, and the front yard of the temple was already crowded with believers burning incense early in the morning.
In front of it is the wing room in the backyard, and the little ghost in the jar in the bag sent a message to Xiang Que, and he felt that his body was in the back wing.
"This is the place where the monks of the temple rest, and idlers are not allowed to enter," Shen Jianwei reminded.
"Well, what's that" Xiang Que pondered for a moment and said, "Do Thai monks have morning and evening classes?"
Even if there are monks in the wing, it is impossible to stay here all day long, right?
You have to leave when you eat and, right?
” Shen Jianwei blinked his confused little eyes and said, "Mr.
Xiang, are you going to sneak in?"
” "Aren't you talking nonsense, I'll go in and ask them for it with a big fanfare, and people can count it," Xiang Que said with a roll of his eyes.
Shen Jianwei said: "The morning class must have ended long ago, and it will be gone at four or five o'clock, but it is now more than seven o'clock, and the monks will wait at the gate of the temple to bring them some food."
"The eminent monk also turned into a fate?"
Shen Jianwei said: "Either the monks in Thailand are very admired and loved by the people, even if they get a high monk, unless they are too old to move, most of the monks will go out to change their fate."
After waiting for a while, some monks began to go out one after another in the wing, and when everyone was almost gone, Xiang Que raised his leg and walked towards the wing.
Shen Jianwei pulled Xiang Que and said, "Mr.
Xiang, am I not a translator?"
You don't think I have translated a word in Thailand, isn't it useless, it's a bit of a waste, isn't it?
Look, I'm going to talk to the monks here, okay?
” "Your duty as a translator is that you are useful when I negotiate with people, and I haven't even said a word to anyone here now, so you can only be idle, understand?"
"Really, really, really?"
Shen Jianwei asked in ink.
"Honestly, wait for me to come out" Xiang Que waved his hand and walked into the courtyard of the wing.
The status of Thai temples among the people is too high, and there will be no one to mess around in the temple at will, so although there are places where idlers are not allowed to enter, there are no cameras and guards in the temple, and the precautions are simply the same.
There are three wings in the temple, the front one is for monks who have become monks for a short period of time, the middle one is for monks in the temple, and the last row of rooms is for monks of high status.
The closer to his body, the stronger the imp in the jar is, and when Xiang Que walked through the two wings in front, the imp passed on a message to him, and his body was in the back wing.
Came to Thailand, so far the road to the lack of a smooth road has not had any accidents, the plane landed safely, was taken to the Chedi Long Temple by the car, mixed into the temple and found the wing, the little ghost also confirmed that his body is here, and it seems that he is about to succeed.
"Squeak" opened the door to one of the wings, and the interior of the room was simply furnished, as if there was nothing he was looking for.
The little ghost told Xiang Que that he could only feel where his body was, but it was obviously impossible to find out directly to be specific, so he had to search room by room.
Push it again, still nothing.
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I searched for three places in a row, but I returned in vain.
But when Xiang Que was about to continue looking for him, someone came in from the courtyard outside the wing, and the eyes of several monks wearing red robes and half of their arms were looking at Xiang Que at the same time.
Chinese and Thai belong to the same Asian race, and the territory also relies on advance, both have black hair and yellow skin, but people from these two countries can still tell at a glance who is Thai and who is Chinese.
One of the monks pointed to Xiang Que and spoke a word of Thai, Xiang Que shook his head to show that he didn't understand, and was very good at things and stretched out his hands and bent down politely, pretending to be more friendly.
The monk on the other side also gave him a salute in return, smiled gently at Xiang Que, and took out the white ceramic jar from his bag with a winkful little eye of wisdom and pointed at it.
Several monks nodded suddenly, as if they understood what Xiang Que meant, and actually led him forward for a distance before pointing to one of the rooms and smiling.
"Hey, this character is so unreasonable, am I so kind, and no one misunderstands me?"
Xiang Que gently retreated from the door of the side room, and glanced inside, there were several rows of wooden shelves hanging on the wall, and the jars placed on them were exactly the same as those in Xiang Que's hand.