As soon as the door of this room was opened, a yin breath suddenly came to the face, and the small yin wind blowing on the hot day in Thailand suddenly made Xiang's crotch a little dried.
The monks in the back only regarded Xiang Que as a tourist who came to ask for Gu Man Tong, and they didn't think it was strange at all, so they didn't care about him at all, and left after pointing him out a place.
Xiang Que dodged into the chamber and closed the door with his hand.
The "Bang Dang" ceramic jar was placed on the table, and after opening the lid, the little ghost inside couldn't wait to jump out, and the breath here made him very close and comfortable.
"Go and find out, which is your body, after we find it, we should leave this place immediately and not stay for a long time" The imp floated to the wooden shelves on the wall, examining the jars one by one.
With a cursory glance, there were dozens of ceramic jars on the shelves, and there were even more transparent glass bottles, nearly twice as much, all of which were shriveled bodies soaked in blue-yellow liquid, which were semi-finished products that had not yet been formed.
"The monks in Thailand are a bit out of the ordinary, how many stillbirths do so many Kuman Tong have, where to find them?"
What is the difference between Chinese monks and Thai monks, the biggest difference is that the former practices Mahayana Buddhism and the latter practices Theravada Buddhism.
Take the matter of raising Kuman Tong as an example, the monks in China will definitely not do it, they will choose the soul of the dead who is beyond the birth of the dead and will not inject the soul into the Kuman Tong to use the town house and pray for blessings, the dead are great, and it is disrespectful to the dead to do so.
Thai monks don't pay attention to this, they never think that the dead are great, but they themselves are great.
In particular, Buddhism is a quiet place, mainly peaceful and peaceful, but in this room is gloomy, whether it is a finished Kuman Tong or a semi-finished product, there are yin spirits in it, which must have been surpassed by monks in the country.
After a while, the little ghost suddenly became cheerful, jumping happily on a ceramic jar, and when Xiang Que turned his head to see it, he walked over and lifted the lid.
The "whoosh" imp burrows directly into the jar and enters his own body.
"That's it, let's go" Xiang Que put the jar directly into the bag, turned around and opened the door of the side room.
At the same time, four elderly monks in the main hall of the front yard of the Chedilon Monastery are sitting cross-legged on a futon to consecrate the believers.
Suddenly, one of the monks raised his eyebrows and looked back in the direction of the wing room in the backyard, looking stunned.
"Master Charon, what's wrong?"
A monk next to him asked out loud when he saw his expression.
"It's okay, the Kuman Tong in my wing room was moved, I'll go over and take a look" Master Chalun hurriedly got up and left quickly from the front yard to the back yard wing.
Shen Jianwei waited anxiously back and forth outside for a long time, his heart kept in his throat, Thailand's temples and palaces are the most inviolable places, and you are more charged with stealing things here than going to the Thai police station to steal.
Stealing something from the police station is a crime at best, but stealing from a temple in Thailand can be punished by death if the offense is serious.
"Step, step, step" Xiang Que hurriedly walked out of the courtyard of the wing, waiting for the worried Shen Jianwei was relieved to see this, just let people come out, the two of them got on the car directly outside to go to the airport, got on the plane and flew directly to China, even if this matter was known to the monks in Thailand, they could still run to the country It doesn't work to arrest people.
"Mr.
Xiang, is it over?"
"Well, let's go" Xiang Que squinted his eyes at Shen Jianwei, frowned and said: "You relax, don't walk with your thighs between your legs, just your steps can make people see that something is coming, you are the one who is a thief, and the one who strides to me is the same as walking in your own home."
"I, I'm not nervous," Shen Jianwei said tremblingly.
"I'm afraid of a fart, you are an accomplice at most, the mastermind is here" Xiang Quegang laughed and teased, and his feet suddenly stopped.
In front of the two of them, an old monk with his shoulders slumped stared at the bag that Xiang Que was carrying with gloomy eyes, raised a finger and said something.
"Huh" Shen Jianwei's face turned white directly, and "Gudu" swallowed his saliva: "It's over" Xiang Que asked, "What's going on?"
” He ······ He said you took his things" Shen Jianwei turned his head and said weakly: "What do you say, you were arrested" "Then don't be nervous, maybe this is still a deal," Xiang Que said calmly.
"Chinese?"
After looking at them for a few moments, Chalun recognized that these two did not look like Thais, and asked directly in stiff Chinese.
Xiang Que nodded, and actually said to Shen Jianwei next to him: "Your translation is really useless, you don't have a chance to speak at all, you see that people even understand Chinese" "Thailand is about to be occupied by China, you look at Bangkok, Pattaya and Chiang Mai, these big cities, all of them are Chinese, and Chinese is about to become the lingua franca of Thailand, and there are many people who know it" Shen Jianwei collapsed and said: "Mr.
Xiang, at this time, why do you still have the heart to joke with me."
What, we've been caught?
You know, we were caught by thieves when we were taking things in other people's temples?"
"Don't get excited, calm down" Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder, stepped forward and walked up to the monk, folded his hands and bowed his head, and said, "Hello Master" "You, take my Kuman Thong," Chalun asked, frowning.
"This?"
Xiang Que patted the bag behind him and said with a smile: "Don't say take it, can you buy it?"
If you bid and I'll pay for it, won't I take it?"
"This one is not for sale, you want to change it, you can" Charon directly blocked him back.
"I didn't even make a bid, why did you say you wouldn't sell it, Master, I'm looking for another place in Thailand to build a temple for you, just to exchange for this Kuman Tong?"
Xiang Que said with a smile.
Cha Lun was stunned, as if he didn't expect Xiang Que to offer such a price.
But he was just stunned, Chalun still chose to shake his head: "No, this Guman Tong can't be sold" Xiang Que's face sank directly, this monk definitely has a problem, is the price he just offered to him, really no, if Chalun agrees, Xiang Que can directly ask Situ Shengyun to donate money to build a temple in Thailand, and it is not even difficult to build a temple in Thailand.
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Exchange Situ Ziqing's stability for a temple, can he not do it?
Situ Shengyun did it, but this monk didn't do it, he didn't do it unless his brain was in water.
Xiang Que estimated that someone had made a deal with the other party, that is, he couldn't hand over the little ghost who had pestered Situ Ziqing no matter what, and the weight of this transaction was even more valuable than a temple.