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Chapter 437

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    "The temple is well built, but do you think the monks in Thailand are rich? Money can make many people forget their nature"

    Are there corrupt people in the government, are there scum in the police, are there traitors in the army during the Anti-Japanese War, if there are all these, why can¡¯t Thai monks raise little ghosts for peddling?

    "Sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow after resting," said Xiang Que, who huddled in his seat and closed his eyes.

    "Mr. Xiang, monks in Thailand have a high status among the people and the royal family," Shen Jianwei said worriedly.

    "It's enough to be your translator, and you don't have to worry about the rest." Xiang Que patted his shoulder, and said indifferently: "We are here to solve problems and be reasonable, not to find fault, understand?"

    "Then, what if it doesn't make sense?"

    "It is unreasonable because you have no strength and he is not afraid of you. Situ Shengyun farts you and you think it makes sense. Why?"

    Shen Jianwei immediately flinched. What Xiang Que said was very embarrassing but absolutely true. Situ Shengyun didn't care about talking to him. Even if he farted, he thought it made sense. Why, because Situ Shengyun is the leader of Hongmen,  I am his subordinate, one hundred Shen Jianwei is not as good as one Situ Shengyun, this is the unequal strength.

    Having nothing to say all night, Xiang Que and Shen Jianwei woke up after a few hours of sleep. With sleepy eyes open, the two casually ate something in the car and got out of the car.

    "It's hotter than Shanghai!" Xiang Que stuck out his tongue, feeling the heat a bit suffocating.

    "Here in Thailand, you can't even sell long-sleeved clothes?" Shen Jianwei asked hesitantly: "Mr. Xiang, I think it's easier to do things when the moon is dark and the wind is high. There are too many people in temples now."

    Temple incense in Thailand is much more prosperous than in China, because the people here believe in Buddhism from the bottom of their hearts. More than 80% of people who go to temples in China are for the purpose of traveling and wandering. People who come to temples in Thailand are all believers.

    Before entering Chedilong Temple, Xiang Que put his palms together and saluted very respectfully. He is blessed by Buddhism, so whenever he sees a temple, he will sincerely salute.

    Following a large number of people who entered the temple, Xiang Que and Shen Jianwei also walked into the temple. As one of the six major temples in Chiang Mai, Chedilong Temple was very crowded. The front yard of the temple was already full of believers burning incense early in the morning.  Xiang Que stopped after passing through the crowd.

    In front is the backyard wing, and the kid in the jar in the bag sent a message to Xiang Que, and he felt that his body was in the back wing.

    "This is the place where the eminent monks rest in the temple, and idlers are not allowed to enter," Shen Jianwei reminded.

    "Well, what?" Xiang Que pondered for a while and said, "Do monks in Thailand have morning and evening classes? Even if there are monks in the wing, it's impossible to stay here all day long, right? You have to leave to eat and shit, right?"

    Shen Jianwei blinked his confused eyes and said, "Mr. Xiang, are you going to sneak in?"

    "Aren't you talking nonsense, I went in with great fanfare to ask them what they want, and they can count it out," Xiang Que said, rolling his eyes.

    Shen Jianwei said: "The morning class must have ended long ago, and it will be gone at four or five o'clock, but now it is after seven o'clock. After the meeting, the monks will wait at the gate of the temple for the people to bring them some food."

    "Do eminent monks also ask for alms?"

    Shen Jianwei said: "It can be said that monks in Thailand are very respected and loved by the people. Even if you get an eminent monk, unless you are too old and inconvenient to move, most monks will go out for alms."

    After waiting for a while, monks in the wing room began to go out one after another. When they were almost gone, Xiang Que raised his leg and walked towards the wing room.

    Shen Jianwei pulled Xiang Que and said, "Mr. Xiang, am I not a translator? You think I didn't translate a word in Thailand. Isn't this useless? It's a waste, isn't it? Look, I'm going to find the monks here  Can we talk for a while?"

    "Your job as an interpreter is only useful when I'm negotiating with people. I haven't said a word to anyone here yet, so you can just sit idle, understand?"

    "Really, is it really unnecessary?" Shen Jianwei asked in ink.

    "Honestly squint, wait for me to come out." Xiang Que waved his hand and walked into the courtyard of the wing room.

    The status of Thai temples among the people is too high, and no one will mess around in the temples at will. Therefore, although there are places where idlers are not allowed to enter, there are no cameras or guards installed in the temples.  Nothing the same.

    There are three wing rooms in the temple, the front one is for monks who become monks for a short time, the middle one is for monks in the temple, and the last row of wing rooms is for monks with high status.  of.

    The closer you are to your bodyThe stronger the little ghost's induction in the house, the little ghost sent a message to Xiang Que when he walked past the two front rooms, and his body was in the back room.

    I came to Thailand, so far Xiang Que has been going smoothly without any accidents, the plane landed safely, was taken to Chedi Luang Temple by car, sneaked into the temple and found the wing room, the little ghost also confirmed that his body is  Here, it seems that it is about to succeed.

    "Zhi Ya" Xiang Que opened the door of one of the wing rooms, the room was simply furnished and there seemed to be nothing he was looking for.

    The little ghost told Xiang Que that he could only feel where his body was, but it was obviously impossible to find out directly, so he had to search from wing to wing.

    Push again, still nothing.

    I searched for three places in a row, but returned without success.

    But when Xiang Que wanted to continue searching, someone came in from the yard outside the wing room, and several monks in red cassocks with half their arms exposed looked at Xiang Que at the same time.

    Chinese and Thais belong to the same Asian race, and the territory is also advanced by relying on it. They are both black-haired and yellow-skinned. However, people from these two countries can still tell who is Thai and who is Chinese at a glance.  .

    One of the monks pointed to Xiang Que and said a word in Thai. Xiang Que shook his head to show that he didn't understand.

    The monk on the opposite side also returned a salute to him, and Xiang Que gritted his teeth and smiled softly, blinking his wise eyes, took out the white ceramic jar from his bag and pointed to it.

    Several monks nodded suddenly, as if they understood Xiang Que's meaning, they actually led him for a distance and then pointed to one of the rooms and smiled.

    "Hey, this character is really unreasonable. Am I so kind? People don't misunderstand me?" Xiang Que gently retreated the door of the wing room and glanced inside.  There were several rows of wooden shelves, and the jars placed on them were exactly the same as the ones Xiang Que held in his hand.

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