A wing of Wat Pho is unusually quiet, which is completely different from the lively scene in the square. The wing is located in a small courtyard with an elegant environment, surrounded by trees. Even in the winter, the place is green, and the furnishings in the wing look simple.
, in fact, it is extremely extravagant, highlighting the owner's obvious love and vanity mentality.
People who love vanity but are unwilling to show it off to others will always find ways to hide it and maintain a sanctimonious and low-key attitude on the surface.
The abbot of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha is named Abotu. He is a typical realist monk. What is a realist monk?
It seems that the quiet room here is Abotu's resting place. It is extremely quiet. It can avoid the disturbance of others, but to the outside world, it spreads his determination to practice Buddhism quietly. In fact, Abotu does not want others to see him.
The house collects rare treasures from Thailand. Buddhas and true practitioners, no matter how painful, tired or noisy they are, must endure, be patient, persevere, and seek the true scriptures in adversity to become the Mahayana.
He is nostalgic for some vulgar things in the world of mortals, and goes to great lengths to cover them up. Abotu is a realist to the letter, and meeting such a guy as the host of the Temple of the Reclining Buddha can be regarded as bad luck for eight lifetimes.
This guy was sitting cross-legged in front of a small wooden table. Opposite him was an old man who looked like a dead tree. His slovenly clothes and shriveled body coupled with hair that might not have been washed for decades, made him look very uncomfortable.
People felt that it was extremely strange. None of this was unimpressive. The old man slowly stretched out his right hand, and it turned out to be a withered bone without blood. However, under such circumstances, the hand could still move.
, It was really unbelievable. He slowly picked up a cup of tea on the wooden table and took a sip. He was followed by a violent cough. His eyes blocked by his hair squinted at Abotu and smiled.
stand up.
"Brother, after all, we haven't seen each other for thirty years." Abotu said slowly, with a very respectful tone.
The old man who was like a withered tree was Crow. Like Tuparu Bolaritga, Crow was the old psychotic disciple of Wat Pho. According to their seniority, he and Abotu were also considered brothers. That crazy guy was in Wat Pho back then.
He is a turbulent character, and there are so many people who want to be his disciples, but he has only accepted three apprentices. Now among these three people, any one of them is a heavyweight in Thailand. Only
The unknown crow disappeared from everyone's sight, and it has been thirty years since he disappeared. At that time, Abotu also wanted to take the old psychopath as his teacher, but he didn't have that fate. Now when he saw his former senior brother, he was extra polite, no matter
What is the demeanor and temperament of Crow at this time? The strength and the bloodless right hand are enough to intimidate everyone. It is no wonder that Abotu treats him respectfully. This is one of the reasons. The other reason is that this time Crow
He came here with Gui Lie. Prince Gui Lie's influence in Thailand is growing. In recent years, he has also had a lot of connections with the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. Not to mention financial support, he also takes special care of the old abbot. So
When it comes to public affairs, crows will receive warm hospitality.
The crow didn't speak, but gently knocked on the table with the bone. Nong's Abertu was frightened for a while. If the crow didn't move and didn't breathe, it would look like a thousand-year-old zombie pulled out of the coffin. Like this
Talking to people, Abotu really has a lot of lingering fears.
Abotu's hot face was pressed against Leng's ass, but he still looked for the topic decisively and said: "Senior brother, I heard that Prince Gui Lie became your apprentice. That Prince Gui Lie is a wizard with extraordinary skills. There are disciples like this.
, it seems that your skills, senior brother, are still as good as before."
The crow slowly raised his head, and his eyes that were covered by his lustrous hair suddenly emitted a cold light. His right hand, which was like dry wood, suddenly exerted force and nailed it into the table. The sound of clicking could be heard endlessly. The hard wooden board
It has been torn into "gullies" by him. If this kind of finger power is used on a person's body, I believe that the intestines will be pierced and the belly will be rotten. Even the ribs...some will not be able to maintain their composure.
After struggling for a long time, Abotu spent the whole time in fear, and the crow's strange hand finally slowly came out of the wooden table, bringing out a large handful of sawdust scattered on the table, and then quickly
He shrunk into his ragged robe that looked extremely roomy and walked out of the door with vigorous steps.
Is this lunatic really going to compete with Tupalu? Abotu's curiosity suddenly emerged. Watching the crow walking towards the square step by step, he forced himself to calm down and walked out of the door in a panic.
He stopped a monk who had been following him for many years and followed him closely.dd