Reclining Buddha Temple in Bagan, Myanmar.

It had just been a heavy rain, and the air after the rain was very clear. The magnificent Reclining Buddha Temple was hidden in a jungle. The Reclining Buddha Temple under the setting sun was shrouded in it by a golden light, which made it even more sacred and solemn.

The temple is not very big, there are only twenty or thirty monks in the temple. The abbot in the temple is Maipong, but he is a very famous monk in Southeast Asia.

Today, the Reclining Buddha Temple welcomed several guests.

The guests came braved the pouring rain, and their bodies were poured through the heavy rain, making them look very embarrassed, and these people were basically injured.

There were a total of five people who came to the Reclining Buddha Temple.

One of them was young and beautiful, with a ponytail, and he was holding a little boy under ten years old.

Everyone was covered in color, but the little boy was not injured at all, but was just poured by heavy rain and was trembling at this moment.

It is in a hall of the Reclining Buddha Temple.

The outsiders sat on the cushion, but there was only an old monk sitting opposite him.

The old monk was as thin as dry firewood, wearing a family of earth-red monks' robe and half of his shriveled shirts. It seemed that he was at least over 80 years old.

The young woman was named Tira, and the little boy beside him was named Wu Silu.

There are three young and strong men around him, in addition to Songkhla, there are two capable subordinates of Tira.

They fled all the way from Thailand and defected to Zen Master Maipong of the Reclining Buddha Temple.

It was all because a few years ago, Maipong, who was walking barefoot, arrived in Pontiwa, searching for good luck all the way and repairing the Reclining Buddha Temple.

In the entire Thai side, almost all the people believe in Buddhism, and Tira is no exception.

Just on the street, Maipong and Tira met by chance and told about repairing the Buddhist temple. Tira generously donated money and gave Zen Master Maipong ten million baht.

But Maipong just bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude to Tira, saying that if Tira needs help in the future, Maipong is willing to help.

At that time, Tira did not take this matter seriously at all. Until today, when he was desperate and had no place to live in the world, Tira fled all the way to Myanmar and thought of Master Maipong. Although he had only met one time, Tira also wanted to come and try it, to see if this Zen Master Maipong would be willing to take him in.

Even if you don’t help yourself, it’s good to be able to shelter from the rain in the Reclining Buddha Temple and change into a cleaner clothes.

At this moment, Tira and Wu Silu were sitting opposite the monk.

Tila patted Wu Silu's head, then followed him, kowtowed to Master Maipong, burying his head between his hands.

"Master Maipeng, we met again, but I didn't expect that I would meet in this way. I was in trouble. I planned to avoid it in the Reclining Buddha Temple. If the master refused and was afraid that we would disturb the monks and practice, Tira would take people away."

Master Maipong, who was sitting opposite, opened his eyes a little, looked at Tira, and said lightly: "You and I have a fate, you have a fate with the Reclining Buddha Temple. On that day, I went to Pattaya to raise funds for the repair of the Reclining Buddha Temple. You helped most of the Reclining Buddha Temple. Only this Reclining Buddha Temple is what it is today. On that day, the old monk said that no matter what the female donor of Tira encounters, he can find the Reclining Buddha Temple. The old monk would never refuse."

"Tila bows to Zen Master Maipong." Tila stood up and bowed again.

Songkhla and his two subordinates around him also worshiped Master Maipong again.

"You will stay in the Reclining Buddha Temple these days. Someone will arrange for you. As long as the old monk is here, you can protect your life." Master Maipeng stood up, lowered his head slightly, and then left the hall.

After the old monk left, Tila sat on the cushion again. A strand of black hair blocked the beautiful eyes, and he reached behind his ears.

"Sister, is this place safe?" After the monk left the hall, Songkha asked with some concern.

"Zen Master Maipong is a famous monk in Southeast Asia. Since he will never go back on his promise, don't worry about this for the time being." Tira said lightly.

"Sister, where are we going next?" another Da Kuan's subordinate asked carefully.

"We have no way out. Song En colluded with Hei Shui Shengling. Now Pattaya is absolutely unable to go back, and we cannot compete with Hei Shui Shengling. I know there is a small village deep in the jungle of Myanmar. There is a friend of mine. We can go there for the time being to hide..."

Speaking of this, Tira looked at Songkhla and two other subordinates and said with some gratitude: "A few good brothers, you have been through life and death with me. I Tira is very grateful. The person Songen deals with is me, and it has nothing to do with you. When this storm passes, you can leave me and go to make a living. Songen will not hold you back. As for me, I will die in that small village. As long as Wu Silu is raised, this is my only wish."

"Sister... You can't be like this. We must rob Pattaya again. If you kill Songen, Pattaya will be ours again." The man named Da Kuan said.

Tira shook her head and said, "It's impossible. That Songen is no longer the same as before. We cannot shake it, so we can only admit defeat. We have so many brothers who have died. I don't want anyone to die because of me. It's just decided. After you arrive at that place safely, you can hide for a few months and leave each one."

Song Ka bit his lip, almost bleeding, and looked at Tira and said, "Sister, we still have a chance. Brother Ge Yu who came to help us last time, they are the top experts in China. As long as we call them, they will definitely come to help us. If it really doesn't work, please inform Jiuyanghua Li Bai and ask Wu Silu's father to pick us up to China. The young master cannot always have a father."

Tila's eyes suddenly became cold and looked at Songkhla and said, "Shut up! Don't mention this matter again in the future. We are desperate. Even if you call Ge Yu and the others, it won't work. This time our opponent is Hei Shui Shengling. Do you want them to die? As for the good things about Wu Jiuyin, I also hope you won't mention them again in the future. I said that I will not disturb him in my life. If you mention them again, we will not even have to do brothers."

"Big sister..." Songkar said in a trembling voice.

Tila turned her head, not sure what was sad, but hugged Wu Silu's head, which was still wet on her body, and a few crystal tears rolled down.
Chapter completed!