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Chapter 419 Gu Orb
Perhaps because of my occupation, my nose is more sensitive than the average person.I smelled an astringent fragrance on the beads.

To be honest, there are only two possibilities for this smell, one is the special body fluids of men, and the other is the smell of bugs.

I won't think pervertedly that this is the lama pouring his bodily fluids onto the beads.On the contrary, the second possibility is more likely.

I put the beads on the stone table again and observed them carefully.There are a total of eighteen beads, nine of which have a strong smell, and I rolled it with my fingers for one of them.

It has a very fine hole in it, I guess only a needle could fit through it.I don't have any stuff on hand, but that doesn't mean I can't do anything about it.

I chose to forcibly destroy it and hit it hard with my fist a few times.

The power of my fist is not very strong, and the beads were not broken, but they were affected by an external force, and with a clicking sound, they split open in the middle.

It's not broken because the splits are even.And the moment it split open, a translucent worm fell out of it.

This is like the young pupa of some kind of poisonous insect, and it also looks like some kind of parasite.It also has the ability to eject, and after two uncomfortable squirms, it swished to my forehead.

I caught it off guard, and also felt a sharp pain in my forehead.I was sweating from fright, I couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if I was really drilled into it.

I reached out and scratched hard on my forehead.Originally, this method had no effect, but unexpectedly, the young chrysalis burrowed out desperately, fell onto the stone table, and died straight.

While I was pleasantly surprised, I thought of my own poisonous blood, it must be showing its power.In addition, I looked at the beads, and my thoughts were also confused.

This is a sacred object of Buddhism. How come there is such an evil thing in the sacred object in Sele Theravada Temple?Or is it that the lama did it on purpose, deliberately raising young pupae in the beads?
Based on the information I have so far, I cannot come up with an accurate conclusion.I think this prayer bead is a scourge and should not be left in the world.

I quickly bit my finger, and dripped blood on the other eight Buddhist beads with a strong bug smell.

I chose a very tricky position, facing the small hole of the needle hole. After I finished, I sucked my finger again to stop the bleeding.

Originally, I didn't have time to pay attention to the situation in the yard, but at this moment, there was a groan from inside.

I turned my head and looked, and found that the curtains were drawn on the windows of the house.I thought to myself, is there someone inside who is sick and lying in bed to recuperate?
I cautiously moved towards the window.The curtains were not so closed, and there was a big gap in one corner.I followed and looked in.

In addition to the bookcase, there was a big bed with two bald heads on it, hugging each other and swinging.

There was a big thunder in my head, and I said in my heart, my goodness, does this look sick?It's clearly a base thing.There are a group of elders in this temple, and they can't bear to be lonely.

But following observation, the two changed their postures.I saw that one of them had big breasts, not pecs.I realized again that it was a woman.

I was a little confused. Looking back, I was sure that this was the place where Sele Theravada Temple practiced, and I went right.

I really wanted to break into the house and call this man and woman a scum, how could they do such a thing on this occasion.

I also believed that I didn't move around, and suddenly the woman in the room seemed to have noticed something, turned her head to look at the curtain and howled in a high-pitched voice.

I could clearly see that her eyes were red, as if she was bleeding.

I was so frightened that my legs were weak, and I just thought that something was wrong, so I ran away.I turned around and ran towards the courtyard wall.

It was quite easy for me to climb the wall, and I went up with a swish.But in a hurry, I forgot that I was wearing a big robe. When I was about to jump down, I arched my body, stepped on the robe with one foot, and stepped forward with the other.

The result can be imagined, I waved my hands wildly, and fell hard.

Come to think of it, I've had similar experiences before and learned from them.So just before landing this time, I adjusted my posture and didn't fall too badly.

I stood up, picked a direction, and ran away.

There are many small courtyards here, which are comparable to alleys. I wandered around, but no one chased me.

When he was about to leave the practice site, a person walked in front of him.I know him, the trumpet that brought us into the temple.

He kept looking at me, and I couldn't help but say hello to him, so I went over boldly.

He first asked me, "Benefactor, how did you get here?"

I was making quick calculations in my mind, but it was so sudden that I couldn't find any excuses, so I had to apologize and said that I was just strolling by.

The lama seemed to think of something, and he pointed to me with something in his words, "Benefactor, Lao Wang is crazy, don't trust his words too much."

I thought to myself who is Lao Wang?Old Wang next door?But I thought of another person, the fat man who lived with us.

I guess it hasn't been a day or two since Fat Old Wang wanted to get Buddhist beads. Almost everyone in this temple knows about it.And the lama in front of him probably thought that I was running errands for Lao Wang, looking for someone to buy Buddhist beads.

I followed this and sold Pharaoh.The lama didn't want to talk to me any more, and after a few more instructions, he strode away.

I haven't calmed down yet, and I don't stroll anymore, I want to go back to my residence to find the iron donkey first.

I went back the same way, but the iron donkey hadn't come back yet, only the fat old king was still resting in the house.

I want to ask him about the Buddhist beads again. Of course, I will definitely not say anything first, especially avoiding the matter of the bugs hidden in it.But I just got started, and I didn't ask any further questions. A monk walked in from the outside.

I don't even know if it's appropriate to call her a monk.She was wearing a lama suit and a lama hat, but her chest was deliberately exposed, and the white flowers of spring suddenly appeared.

Fat Old Wang looked straight at the scene.And I noticed that there was a spot of freshly stained blood on the lama clothes of the female monks.

It must be my blood. In other words, this female monk should be the one who cheated in the yard just now.I don't have Lao Wang's lust, and my heart is still vigilant.

The female monk held a plate with three meals on it.I looked at the time, it was noon, and it was indeed time for dinner.

In addition to delivering meals, the female monk also made eye contact with us.She is quite good at hooking people up, especially the charm between her eyebrows, not to mention.

Fat Old Wang was breathing heavily, but I was still unmoved. After she put down the dinner plate, she turned and left.

The fat old king watched the female monk go away.I have a question, why does this female monk dare to walk around so blatantly in the Sele Theravada Temple?

I asked Pharaoh.He explained to me that in Theravada monasteries there is a saying of dual cultivation, and that senior lamas often need female companions or female monks to communicate and communicate with each other in order to understand Buddhism.

I have heard a little about double cultivation.The fat old king made a gesture on purpose, saying that this is Huanxi Buddha.

Lao Wang was already obese, so he always felt that he was not like Huanxi Buddha, but more like a cute pig doing yoga.

The food delivered this time is very fragrant, and now the smell is spreading all over the room.I was hungry, so I greeted Lao Wang to eat first.

Three meals, each containing a meal, a dish and a soup.I opened the soup box first and smelled it.

It's okay to smell the rice from a distance, but when I smell the soup at such a close distance, I can faintly feel that there is a sweetness in it.

I'm sensitive and thought of the Ecstasy.In fact, the ingredients of the love drug and the drug are not much different. If the dose of certain ingredients in the drug is too large, especially the proportion of ether is too high, it becomes a drug.

I was worried that after drinking this soup, there would be big troubles, so I hesitated.

Fat Old Wang didn't notice anything, and drank the whole soup in one gulp.He also kept praising it, even saying it was delicious.

Seeing how stupid the fat old Wang was, I decided not to drink the soup. I also tried to figure out a way to make Lao Wang spit out the soup.

I don't have any emetic on hand, but I have smoke with me, as long as I mix the ash into the water, it will also have the effect of emetic.I couldn't eat anymore, so I poured all the rice into the dish to free up a bowl.

I take the bowl outside to smoke.I was afraid that the soup would be bad if it stayed in Lao Wang's stomach for a long time, so I smoked two cigarettes in a row, and I smoked them very quickly.

When I looked at the soot accumulated in the bowl, I was a little confused. This is the so-called sign of drunkenness.

At this time, the iron donkey also came back.I saw that his forehead was sweating, I don't know why he came?
The iron donkey saw me, first came straight to me, and then pointed to the bowl of soot and asked what was going on?

I didn't have time to explain to him, so I went into the room first, but I didn't expect that the fat old Wang, an idiot, drank all my soup while I was away.

When Iron Donkey and I entered the house, he was holding the soup box aloft, letting the last drop of soup flow into his mouth.

He also explained first, saying that I didn't eat rice or drink soup. He didn't want to waste it, so he did it for me.

(End of this chapter)