Chapter 1292 Black Mage, White Mage
After ten minutes, the man in T-shirt started to speak: "Jiulin, I just asked my friend that glass descending is an ancient Thai head-sucking technique, and it is likely to be something that has been lost for a long time. At present, no expert in China can crack it. I just asked several seniors who came with me..."
Speaking of this, the man in T-shirt sighed and told me that the only one who can crack the glass today is probably the only one in Thailand's white-clothed monk Azanming. Azanming is the number one saint monk in Thailand. He lives in the Temple of the Ming Dynasty. His Buddhism is profound and he is also the nemesis of all local evil magic.
You can tell from the name that Ah Zammin is a not simple person, and this kind of person is usually extremely arrogant. I am afraid that even if I go to Thailand to find him, people will not be willing to help me. However, it is always good to have a goal, so I asked where the T-shirt man meets?
I subconsciously felt that the T-shirt man would accompany me, but he told me again that he couldn't get rid of his important things and asked me to go first. He also told me that he had said hello and that as long as I arrived, Master Azanming would definitely come out.
Then he asked me with some blame, how could he offend Thais?
"I don't know what the hell they are doing..."
I cursed angrily, and after I finished the scolding, I suddenly remembered the incident of the Thai boxing champion. I defeated the arrogant boxing champion and later even killed several Thai elders.
I think it should be those surviving old guys who have made a comeback and regretted that they did not eradicate the root cause.
It was no surprise to me after hearing this. He told me that all the surrenders, elders and even monks in Thailand were called mages, just like our country called all the disciples of Xuanmen.
These mages are divided into white-clothed mage and black-clothed mage.
The white-clothed mage specializes in doing good deeds and saving all living beings, while the black-clothed mage is synonymous with evil forces. They often have strict organizations and use their own strength to collude with gangs to do evil, such as horse racing, casinos, transportation, real estate, etc. Among them, boxing competitions are their most passionate way to make money, because people in Southeast Asia love boxing competitions crazy.
The last time I killed the Muay Thai champion in one fell swoop, it seriously infringed on their interests, so they will naturally seek revenge on me!
After saying that, the man in T-shirt hung up the phone and quickly sent me an address in a text message, asking me to go there first, and when he finishes the business at hand, he will contact me as soon as possible.
I didn't delay any more, so I got on the plane that night and rushed all the way to Thailand.
This time I had no intention of traveling. As soon as I entered Thailand, I rushed to the Ming Dynasty Temple without stopping, but at the entrance of the temple, I saw dense white flags filled with dense yellow and white flags on the walls and doors. This is a picture that only exists in the funeral in Thailand.
My heart skipped a beat and I had an ominous premonition. I didn't care about the red tape, and I kicked the door open and rushed in. But after a few steps, I was discovered. In a blink of an eye, a group of people wearing Thai monks' costumes surrounded me with brooms.
"Don't get me wrong. I am Master Azanming's friend. I'm here to invite him out."
Obviously it was not suitable to break through at this time, so I couldn't help but lower my posture, thinking that this would make everyone have a better impression of me. Unexpectedly, after I finished speaking, one of them said something to the others in Thai. Their faces changed and they rushed over as if they were trying their best.
I don't understand what they mean, and it's hard to fight back rashly. In addition, I can't understand the language, so I just jumped onto the wall. Thinking of such a big noise, Ahnming must have heard of it, and all the problems will be solved when he comes out.
Anyway, the man in the T-shirt gave me Azamine's photo, but he wouldn't recognize the wrong person.
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, Azanming didn't show up, but a young man in a mourning clothes came out. His eyes were red and his face had tears. He obviously had just cried. After seeing me, he gave a gift first, and then asked me: "The person who came is Mr. Zhang Jiulin."
"It's me, where is Master Azanming now?" I breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the wall and asked.
As a result, the young man showed a sad look on his face and spoke with a sob: "Master, Master, he was killed last night..."
"What!"
I widened my eyes and sat on the ground.
Later, the little master told me that after Master Azamming promised to t-shirt the man, even if he might be in danger, he would explain his funeral in advance.
"Yesterday, the master said that if you come, let me give this to you, and there is what you want."
The little master handed me a gift bag, then covered my face and led the monks away. I watched them bow deeply.
No wonder they are all hostile to me. It can be said that Master Azamming died because of me, but he clearly guessed that he was about to be killed, so why didn’t he hide?
Later I asked this question to the T-shirt man, and he told me that this is the real Buddha.
Knowing misfortune but not avoiding misfortune, and seeing the fate of life with a smile!
What Azanming left me must be very important, and Thailand is an absolute place of right and wrong for me. How dare I delay it? I immediately returned to China, returned to Wuhan as quickly as possible, and then returned to my antique shop to open the tips with confidence.
Inside is a note and a protective amulet.
Needless to say, the amulet must be the magic weapon worn by Azammin during his lifetime.
The note introduces five things that need to be collected to crack the glass drop. They are the cemetery soil, ghost tears, white ivory, and the devil-killing sword that killed forty-nine ghosts. The last one is Azamming's ashes.
It turned out that he had known his ending for a long time, and he sacrificed his life and was worthy of being the number one holy monk in Thailand!
But I don’t understand why Master Azanming didn’t ask his disciples to tell me directly, or did his ashes only become useful after the other four things are gathered together?
Besides, the cemetery soil can be seen everywhere on mountain bags. Can it really be removed from the glass? I always feel that the soil in the cemetery is not that simple, so I called the man in the T-shirt and asked him how he was dealing with the matter at hand.
The man in the T-shirt said that he could not take off his body for the time being, so I told him everything that happened to my trip to Thailand.
"I saved his life back then, but now he has returned this life to me. Jiulin, I remember to take time to go to Thailand every year to bring incense to Master Azanming!" The man in T-shirt said lightly after a while.
I nodded vigorously, even though he couldn't see that Master Azanming sacrificed for me!
Then I asked about the question of cemetery soil. As expected, as I thought, the so-called cemetery soil actually refers to the dead soil!
Dead earth refers to new soil that gradually turns into ashes after being buried underground with a coffin after thousands of years of natural decay, and then combines with the soil to form new soil.
Since it is not controlled by any external force and only relies on natural corruption, it is difficult to find any place for this kind of dead land, let alone find a cemetery composed of dead land.
Even the men with T-shirts can't think of clues immediately, which is enough to show that the soil in the cemetery is difficult to make. Although the remaining demon-destroying sword, white ivory and ghost tears are not easy to fix, they can always be found based on their experience, which comforts me a lot.
Finally, the man in the T-shirt told me that Master Azanming enjoyed a high reputation in Thailand, and even if the king saw him, he had to fold his hands and bow. After I put all the four things in front of me, I needed to take Xinyue and others to Thailand in person, instead of transporting Azanming's ashes to China.
Chapter completed!