"Yes, the only ones in Thailand who can kill the evil god Talba are the ten holy monks of our Thai Buddhism. But among them, nine of them, including me, are in Buddhist temples and cannot leave at will. The remaining holy monk likes to travel.
He doesn't like to recite Buddha's name in the temple, so we can't find him." Luang Phor Sakong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It would be easy if we could contact him."
"Holy Monk, the evil god Talba is so powerful that only the top ten holy monks in Thailand can deal with it. Can we two do it?" I expressed my doubts.
Although Thailand is small, there are countless masters there. After all, the Chinese have believed in science since childhood and do not believe in these so-called feudal superstitions. But in Thailand, 90% of the people believe in Buddhism, and although the head-down master is mysterious,
Most people in Thailand also know that this kind of strange person really exists.
Under such national conditions, whether it is learning the head-lowering technique or chanting Buddha's name, the chances of becoming a master are basically very high.
"Wrong." Luang Phor Sakong smiled and shook his head: "horsehead king is my Buddhist vajra, and although Talba is an evil god, after all, it is the evil thought that came from horsehead king, and it has a great connection with my Buddhism.
Many Buddhist teachings are ineffective for him."
"And the head-down master is happy to see such an evil god, so that our Buddhists will focus more on Talba instead of focusing on the head-down master. So although Talba is powerful, we in Thailand can deal with it
He still has many subordinates."
Luang Phor Sakong said as he picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip, and then said: "But you two are different. One of you has a magic weapon, and the other is the famous red-eyed zombie. To deal with Talba
There should be no problem."
"Should?" I nodded.
"Holy monk, you don't need to continue talking about these meaningless things. Just tell me where Talba is and I will kill him." Zhao Shanyu said straightforwardly.
"Talba is in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in Thailand." Luang Phor Sakong said: "I hope you two can kill the evil god Talba."
"Holy monk, farewell." Zhao Shanyu nodded, took my hand and led me out of the room.
"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong? We haven't asked where the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is yet?" I said strangely as I followed Zhao Shanyu.
Zhao Shanyu rolled his eyes at me: "Are you thinking that my stay in Thailand for so many years was in vain? I know where the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is."
Seeing what Zhao Shanyu said, I didn't say anything. I just felt a little scared at the thought of dealing with that guy named Talba.
It’s not like I’m a coward, buddy. Hayagriva is a Buddhist Vajra, and his name alone is so big that it scares people to death.
But then I thought about it, brother, I have seen Ksitigarbha, how can I still be afraid of Hayagriva?
Thinking of this, I mustered up the energy to ask Zhao Shanyu: "Daughter-in-law, when do you think we will go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to kill Talba?"
Zhao Shanyu shook his head: "You don't know much about Thailand. This Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is very special."
"Very special? Isn't it just a temple?" I asked.
"You can't find this temple at all on the Internet, but it is widely spread among the masters. The Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is in a forest south of Bangkok. According to what I learned orally from the masters I killed before, the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is
It is regarded as a holy place for Jiantou Master, and there are many tablets of evil gods enshrined in it. On weekdays, there are Jiantou Masters at Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who stay there to guard it. If anything happens, the Jiantou Master in Bangkok will be notified to come and help."
"Holy crap, let's put it this way, have we been tricked? We not only have to deal with one Talba, but also the entire Bangkok subjugation division?" I couldn't help but curse.
Zhao Shanyu frowned and nodded: "It doesn't count as being tricked. After all, I promised to kill Talba before. The plan now is to wait for the opportunity."
"What opportunity are you waiting for?" I asked.
Zhao Shanyu frowned slightly: "Come back to the hotel with me first, I will make specific arrangements."
"Yeah." I nodded.
In this situation at Wanfo Temple, I really can't help. Zhao Shanyu can only find a solution for this kind of thing.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Zhao Shanyu and I returned to the hotel room.
Zhao Shanyu was sitting in front of the computer at this time, not knowing what he was busy with.
And I was lying on the bed, looking at Zhao Shanyu's busy back, feeling a little dazed in my heart.
This trip to the underworld actually hit me hard.
I took a deep breath and tried not to think too much.
"Fengzi, I'm going out for a while. You don't speak Thai, so try not to run away, okay?" Zhao Shanyu stood up and turned back to me.
"Don't worry, I'm not a child." I smiled and nodded to Zhao Shanyu.
Zhao Shanyu saw that I agreed and walked out.
I lay in bed so bored that I fell asleep in a daze.
I opened my eyes, yawned, picked up my phone and looked, Huo, it's already 5:30 in the afternoon, and Zhao Shanyu hasn't come back yet.
Although I ate a lot at the Buddhist temple at noon, it was just rice porridge and steamed buns. I was also a little hungry. After thinking about it, I took out my room card and walked downstairs to buy something to eat.
I stood in front of the hotel and looked around. There seemed to be nothing to eat. I looked for a random direction and walked over. Not long after, I came to a snack street.
It was quite bustling here, and the people around me kept chirping to each other, but I couldn't understand it. When I saw a stall selling big cakes, I walked over and asked, "Boss, how much does this cake cost?"
The boss looked to be in his forties, with dark skin and golden teeth. It seemed like he hadn't brushed his teeth for a long time, and he could smell a bad breath when he opened his mouth. More importantly, this guy was chattering in front of me.
He talked a lot, but I couldn't understand a single word.
"Boss, can you speak human language? Can you speak Chinese?" I asked.
The boss shook his head vigorously.
Damn, the language barrier is really hard.
Suddenly, a monk who looked like a beggar came up to me and said, "Boss, do you want a translator?"
I looked this monk up and down. He looked about twenty-two or thirty-years-old. He had good features, but his skin was a bit dark and he looked like a Thai between his eyebrows. But he could speak fluent Mandarin.
In a foreign country, it was such a blessing to suddenly hear someone speak the language of my own country. I was almost moved to tears.
"Brother, can you help me get this boss to sell me two cakes?" I said.
The monk chattered a lot to the boss, and then the boss smiled and took a piece of Mao Zedong from my hand, and then handed me two cakes.
"I'll give it to my grandpa Mao in exchange for two cakes?" I asked the beggar monk next to me.
"Wrong, it's one. Don't you need to pay for translation?" The monk casually took a piece of cake from my hand.