Here Lies The Wicked

Rumor has it, Tu Hao Dong can't sit down.

He looked at the square again, almost impulsive again. There is a big problem with this old monk!!

But one look stopped Tuhoudong's impulse in time.

He did not answer the words of the old monk, did not receive the words of the old monk, worried that he would say so many things wrong, reveal his horses and feet, or give the old monk any hints.

Some of these are like street con artists. Ask you a few seemingly inadvertent questions, and you'll be able to get a sense of how thin you are, and then use ambiguity to reveal your details and create trust.

The next step is to take more details from you, and then calculate the gossip for you… As for how much you can fool people, look at the mouth.

It is true that the temple feels abnormal.

But he didn't say what he felt.

It is to prevent the old monk from deliberately pretending to be a high priest and taking his words.

Facing the right vigilance, the impulsive character of Tuhoudong, the old monks did not anger.

As you can see, the old monk didn't want to get dirty on the ground either. He started sitting on the floor in the main hall, then lifted out his old, dry, chicken claw palms and patted the floor gently.

This is the sign square that they also sit down.

Although the neighboring uncle is of Siam Chinese descent, two generations have settled, and the bones have long been integrated into the local culture and customs of the Siam country. His respect for the Holy Monk originated from his heart and he sat down according to his words.

Even the expression on his face was a little excited, seemed to sit close to the Dragon Lady master, he was honored, it was a good thing to glorify the ancestors.

Both of them sat on the floor, and they stood like bamboo poles and looked down at each other with their nostrils, which was rude in itself.

Fang did not think much, and sat down with him.

He was looking for the old Devil Buddha clue. At this moment, an important clue finally came to his attention, and naturally he was unwilling to miss it.

Most importantly, the party is confident in its own strength.

Maybe he can't beat the old Devil Buddha.

But he has brothers to help!

Fortune incense is the right killer!!

When Tu Haodong saw Fang sitting down, he naturally kneaded again and also sat down with him, but the expression on his face kept a vigilant eye on the old monk, his whole body was strained. If there was something wrong with the seedling, Tu Haodong would definitely not hesitate to chop a stick over it.

When everyone sat down, the Holy Monk Dragon continued to speak, with the neighboring uncle as the translator.

Dragon Lady Tian: “Aren't you curious? Why is the Buddha statue in the main hall missing? Where the hell is the Buddha statue? ”

“When you entered this Buddhist temple, did you have a strange feeling... that the Basil Truth Temple... was like a dead temple where the Buddha went to the temple sky... did you feel that this Buddhist temple was actually dead? ”

Fang Zheng was holding his breath, but Tu Haodong could not hold his breath. Although he did not make a sound, the surprise expression on his face still betrayed his inner changes.

Old monk Dragon took a friendly look at Tu Hao Dong. Instead of revealing Tu Hao Dong, he continued: “I have a story here about the death of Buddha Temple too. Would you like to hear it? ”

“Master Long, let me tell you something. I like this kind of weird, weird story.” Fang was just finishing, the neighbor uncle immediately translated to Dragon Lady Tian.

Dragon Lady Tian's wrinkles, such as the deep old face chopped off by a knife axe, nodded kindly towards the other side and began to tell a bizarre story of "one day the Buddha Temple suddenly dies”.

This happened about a month ago, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the timeline of the story happened to start shortly before and after Fang exited Fudi and the old Devil Buddha was killed by Mr. Fu.

There is a Buddhist temple, inhabited by many monks.

There is also a holy monk of high priesthood.

The daily life of these monks is simple, enlighten Buddhist law, practise head lowering medicine, demolition magic, charity technique, stabbing magic, etc.

The puncture technique is also called punctuation, which is tattoo tattoo on the human body, but this is not a normal tattoo, but the ghost shadow is used as the material, and the shadow is sealed in the tattoo by tattoo, so as to achieve luck and avoid the effects of vicious evil...

After hundreds of years of extinction in the country, he was beaten to pieces, but some people fled to the backward southeast Asia side of civilization. Instead, he regarded the evil technique abandoned as bad bran in the country as a treasure, along with the Guman children, Buddha medals, and called the three great spells, as orthodox.

That's why people love tattoos on the South-East Asian side.

Especially in Siam, where almost everyone, men, women and children on the streets, has a tattoo.

Exactly because I want to get lucky with tattoos from top to bottom and have been around for centuries...

Fang Zheng had met a southeast Asian punctualist, only through Captain Fei's mouth to know the secret sin... This is just a hidden history, Fang did not interrupt Dragon Mother Heaven, nor showed hostility to Dragon Mother Heaven. Siam's most famous Guman children, Buddha medals, tattoos, are all refined with human souls or dead babies after death, he can't kill all Siam people?

Now that these last forever, there should be a point.

Fang is continuing to listen to the Dragon Lady.

Holy monks and ordinary monks in Buddhist temples practise Buddhist law every day, which is an unusual thing, as simple as three meals a day.

Almost a month ago, because the temple had been out of repair for a long time, it was intended to renovate some of its most dilapidated buildings, and workers were hired to renovate it.

During renovation, one of the houses collapsed.

A worker was smashed to death by a fallen roof on the spot.

By the next day, another accident had occurred and another worker had been killed by a scaffold due to operational errors.

On the third day, another worker died.

Without exception, all these workers died in the same place, all the workers elsewhere, well, without accident, except in that house, where whoever moves dirt dies.

Later, no workers dared to approach the house.

But the renovation of the temple was halfway through, and it could not be left untreated because of a house, so the monks in the temple decided to renovate the house themselves, which the workers regarded as unknown.

One day, two days, three days... when the monk was in charge of renovating the unknown murderer's house, everything was fine, and there were no accidents for several days in a row.

Monks are happy.

He thought that he must be a Buddhist law practitioner. He realized that the Buddhist law was deep. Soon, the temple was renovated.

However, the monks were not happy in time, and on the evening after the temple was renovated, strange events began to occur in the temple.