There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 603: Long Po
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Faced with the little pitying eyes of the local tyrant Dong, Fang Zheng yelled,
Then the dramatist said: "Thou tyrant Dong, we are clearly visiting the night market, why did we come here?"
"I think I finally understand a truth..."
Fang Zheng said earnestly with his fist palm.
"What truth?" The local tyrant Dong unexpectedly continued very cooperatively.
Fang Zheng said in a melodious tone: "The vicissitudes of the world are nothing but the loess. It is just a ray of obsession for all sentient beings. Why don't the obsessions go back and the sea of suffering is endless? Thinking about it this way, you can understand why all sentient beings in the world are not willing to turn back... Because I have a predestined relationship with the word truth. Isn’t the name of the Pasuk Truth Temple related to me?"
"It must be my thirst for knowledge to explore the truth and guide me here."
The Tyrant Dong looked unbelieving.
But Fangzheng didn't give the local tyrant Dong a chance to refute at all. He had already taken the lead to walk towards the temple gate of the Prasuk Truth Temple.
"Since it's all here, we might as well go in and have a look. If something goes wrong, we will call for help immediately. It's still early, and there are people on the street."
It's still early, the temple has not yet closed, and Fang Zheng didn't encounter any obstacles when he entered the temple.
Although there has just been a murder here recently, although the man and woman in the crew did not die in the temple, but the clothes were taken off here, which is somewhat related to the temple, but because there is no direct evidence that the men and women took the initiative to take off their clothes. It was coerced, so after a routine investigation, the temple opened its doors to receive incense as usual.
When the local tyrant Dong wanted to take Fangzheng away, it was already too late.
Fang Zheng has entered the temple.
I don’t know whether it was because of the recent murders, which were originally in the lesser-known local temples, but after night, the popularity waned even more.
Cross the entry barrier.
Enter the courtyard behind the door.
The whole temple was dark and pitch black. No believers came to burn incense and worship the Buddha, making it extremely empty and quiet.
The whole temple is extremely quiet.
"Fang Fang, how can this temple give me a kind of feeling? Not only does it lack the atmosphere of other temples, but it is gloomy and has no feeling of popularity... Do you know whether there will be two men in the temple weird in the news of the day? Take off your clothes and die naked in the grove of murders and corpses?"
The local tyrant Dongsankou ate the barbecue in his hand in two bites, and hurriedly chased the figure above him. After entering the temple, he watched his surroundings vigilantly all the way.
Founder: "..."
He didn't go to pick up the nonsense words of the local tyrant Dong, but walked towards the only main hall in the temple where the light came from.
When entering the main hall, Fang Zheng and local tyrant Dong finally understood why no believers in this temple came to offer incense.
Because the place where Buddha statues were originally kept in the main hall is empty.
The Buddha statue is gone.
This Buddhist temple without Buddha statues can still be a Buddhist temple? But there are no believers.
Since the two entered the temple and then came to the main hall, no one showed up and asked about their purpose.
It's like... this temple is dead.
The Buddha went to the temple to be empty.
At this time, the local tyrant who came in with a wooden stick from no corner of the temple, be careful, guarded by Fang Zheng's side.
"Fangfang, why do I have an illusion that this Buddhist temple seems to be a dead temple? This place gives me the feeling that it is becoming more and more evil."
Fang Zheng gave a slightly surprised look at the local tyrant Dong.
Unexpectedly, even the local tyrant Dong could see an abnormality in this place. It seems that there is indeed a problem with this Ba Su Ke Sanctuary of Truth.
But the two searched the main hall and found nothing. Just as Fangzheng was thinking about whether to expand the search range and look for clues about the old demon Buddha, at this moment, there was a strange gasp in the shadows behind him.
The local tyrant Dong was startled, and turned around quickly. There was a cruel face that was about to wave a stick, but at the last moment, the stick in his hand stopped in time.
I saw the door of the main hall behind the two, standing with a frightened expression on his face. The old monk who retreated under Dong's feet seemed to be frightened by the sudden and fierce movement of the local tyrant Dong, who turned his head and swung his club.
The gasp just now was exactly the gasp 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 sneakily?" said the tall, tendon tyrant Dong with a vicious expression on his face.
The local tyrant is so courageous, instead of being scared by the old monk sneaking up behind him, he has a vicious look on his face.
When Fang was seeing the old monk for the first time, he had already confirmed that the old monk in front of him was not a genital ghost, but a living person.
He stopped the local tyrant Dong.
It's just that this old monk is a native of Siam. Due to poor language communication, there is a communication barrier.
Fortunately, the relationship between this old monk in the neighborhood on the street may be good. He quickly found his name and fled to Siam during the war. Two generations of people settled in Siam’s Chinese neighbor.
At this time, Fang Zheng and local tyrant Dong knew the identity of the old monk. It turned out that this old monk was Master Long Po from the Ba Su Ke Temple of Truth.
Lang Po is a respectful name for the holy monk in the Kingdom of Siam.
In ancient times, Long Po was said to have mysterious energy, able to feel ghosts and gods, and communicate with the dead.
Siam’s most famous amulets and the Demon Sword, are all made by LP.
Only a holy monk like Long Po, who has penetrated the Dharma, can refine magical instruments like amulets and demon swords that can communicate the power of ghosts and gods.
Long Po is the honorific name for the holy monk, which is equivalent to a title. Adding a single word after Long Po is equivalent to the name of the holy monk.
For example, LP Nian, one of the ten great monks in Siam, LP is the honorific name for the holy monk, and Nian is the name.
For example, LP Kun, LP Pei, LP Ben, LP Hong, LP Tim, etc.
The sacred monk in the Prasuk Truth Temple in front of him is called Long Po Tian.
"Long Po Tian asked you, did you come for the man and woman who took off your clothes in the Buddhist temple a few days ago, disappeared strangely, and finally died strangely?" The neighbor uncle acted as a middleman translator.
"Fangfang, 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 there is no problem with this old monk, I don't believe it!!" Dong is vigilant.
The neighbor uncle frowned, his face a little unhappy.
"Long Po Tian is a holy monk. Only the high monks who have done good deeds and accumulated virtues, have completed their merits, and are loved by the people, can be awarded the title of'Holy Monk'."
Fang Zheng stopped the impulsive local tyrant Dong and apologized. The neighbor uncle continued to translate for Long Po Tian with dissatisfaction.
"Before answering your questions, did you feel that when you entered the Pasukho Sanctuary of Truth, what was wrong with this Buddhist temple?"
"Long Po Tian asked me to ask you this sentence." The neighbor uncle added.