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  More than 90% of Thai people believe in Buddhism, almost every household worships Buddha statues. The highest etiquette is Buddhist rituals. During festivals, people will bring incense and food to the temple to worship and listen to Buddhist teachings.

  Buddhism is closely related to the lives of Thai people. When a new house is built, a baby is born, or when there are weddings and funerals, monks are invited to chant scriptures and bless.

  Some people even ask a master to pray for blessings when they have an affair, but having an affair can easily lead to disaster and death. If the wife finds out, she might go ballistic, and all you'll hear is the sound of funeral rites.

  In Thailand, every temple has a Phra Khru, also known as the senior monk, equivalent to the abbot of Chinese temples. They hold esteemed positions and have many followers, including politicians, businesspeople, and celebrities from all walks of life. Offending a Phra Khru in Thailand is tantamount to indirectly offending a large group of people.

  Bai Lijuan ordered two bodyguards to beat up monks in the temple, which is equivalent to slapping the face of the Buddhist master in public. After beating people, they still dared to stay and take pictures. Is there a fat vacancy in the underworld recently? Does she want to apply for it?

  What a big-breasted but brainless woman, and that ignorant director, they're courting disaster without even realizing it, truly stupid beyond help. Wu Ming couldn't help but let out a sigh of frustration.

  "What's wrong with this person?"

  Wu Ming wore a bitter smile on his face, shook his head and said with a playful smile: "Piggy! Have you bought insurance?"

  "No way! Shouldn't the company have bought it for us?" Zhuge Dachang shrugged and said, "What's the point of asking that?"

  "I wonder if getting our legs broken here counts as a work-related injury?"

  "What does it mean?"

  "Nothing...". Wu Ming pulled up ZhuGe DaChang, "Let's go, we'll take a walk around."

  After lunch, the crew resumed filming, and the monks in the temple had disappeared, which made Wu Ming very uneasy. He repeatedly advised the crew to leave quickly, but no one from the director and screenwriter to the main actors took his words seriously.

  The two of them walked slowly to the backyard Buddhist hall, where several monks were chanting sutras in front of the Buddha statue. The atmosphere was peaceful and serene, but Wu Ming's heart grew increasingly uneasy, sensing an eerie calm before a storm.

  Beating monks in the temple is like moving earth on the Buddha's head, which is a serious blasphemy. The mud Bodhisattva still has three points of earthly nature, let alone living Bodhisattvas. Wu Ming's face turned solemn, and he found that several beaten monks were gone.

  After listening quietly for a while, Wu Ming's face changed greatly. He had made out the scripture that the monk was reciting - they were actually chanting the "Rebirth Mantra", which was a scripture used to help the deceased attain rebirth.

  For whom is the offering made? It seems already self-evident.

  For the first time, Wu Ming's face was so serious that Zhuge Dachang also became uneasy and couldn't help but ask: "Is something going to happen?"

  "Something big is going to happen! We have to leave quickly..." Wu Ming said urgently: "Those few monks who were beaten up are nowhere to be seen, they must have gone to find people and prepare to finish us off."

  "Really?" Zhuge Dachang's eyes twitched slightly as he said, "They're monks, aren't they supposed to be compassionate?"

  "Sister! You think all monks in the world are Tang Seng?!" Wu Ming said, somewhat flustered, "Those monks were reciting the Rebirth Mantra, used to help the dead attain rebirth."

  "Save the dead?" Zhuge Daichang was taken aback for a moment, then jumped up and exclaimed: "Damn it, won't they be saving us instead?"

  "Nonsense! It's just a way to cheat us!"

  "Damn it! How evil!" Zhuge Dachang said viciously: "San Gui, shouldn't we first capture that old bald donkey as a hostage?"

  Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Can you wait until my hair grows out before calling others bald?"

  "Never mind... are we going to tie up or not?"

  "Bind the sister!" Wu Ming said in a bad mood: "A Buddhist master has at least over a thousand secular disciples, can we alone fight against five hundred people? When the time comes, they will use human wave tactics, and one person's saliva can drown us."

  "What shall we do? Are we going to just wait with open eyes for them to shut the door and set the dogs loose?"

  "We'll go inform the crew members to escape for their lives. If they don't leave, we'll just take Little Ruan away and ignore everyone else."

  Two people hastily returned to the front hall of the temple, where the crew was still filming. Wu Ming found Niu Zhenwei, his lips were already cracked from speaking, but no one believed what he said, and Bi Lijian even ridiculed him with cold words.

  We've done our best, it's up to them if they want to stay behind and die. Wu Ming and Zhu Ge Da Chang were trying to make a run for it with Ruan Fan, but Ruan Fan suddenly got diarrhea and said he was about to crap his pants, insisting on going to the bathroom first.

  Damn it! When death is near, shit is near. It's really going to drag us down. Four people are waiting at the toilet door for Young Master Ruan to take a dump. Ruan Fan's assistant and agent are still calm and collected, so calm that they're numb. Wu Ming and Zhuge Chang are anxious and running around in circles.

  "Brother Pig! Give me your phone!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "Quickly give it to me!" As soon as Zhuge Dachang took out his phone, Wu Ming immediately snatched it away, dialed a number, and in a weak voice, said: "Police station? This... this is Lingfo Temple, come quickly to save us."

  "What's the alarm for?"

  "Prepare for the worst!"

  Zhuge Dashang dryly laughed and said: "What if it's just us being overly anxious, wouldn't that be a false alarm?"

  "So I used my mobile phone to call!"

  "Damn it!" Zhuge Dachang shouted loudly, scolding: "Having such a brother is really damn dangerous, who knows how he'll die!"

  Ruan Fan walked out of the toilet with a relaxed face, Wu Ming didn't say a word and directly dragged him away. As soon as they arrived at the temple gate, they were both stunned.

  The temple entrance has gathered more than a hundred people, who may be villagers from nearby, holding various weapons such as hoes, sickles, and iron shovels. Is this the peasant rebel army?

  Tractors, motorcycles, and agricultural vehicles, believers from all over the countryside are still pouring into Lingfosi Temple in an endless stream. Indeed, they had stirred up a hornet's nest. Wu Ming revealed a wry smile and hastily led Ruan Fan to retreat into the temple grounds.

  "What should we do now?" Ruan Fan asked, and the other three also cast their eyes on Wu Ming.

  Wu Ming rubbed his nose and said, "I don't know if there's a secret passage here..." As he spoke, he revealed a bitter smile, then laughed wryly, saying: "Let's go back and inform everyone of this wonderful news that makes one's blood boil! Then we can all take some time to think about our own epitaphs!"

  "Stop joking!" Zhuge Dachang glared at Wu Ming and said in a low voice, "There are only one or two hundred of them now. If we join forces, it should be easy to break out, right?"

  As expected, he's an S-class bodyguard. He didn't even put a hundred or two people in his eyes. It's really too powerful! Ruan Fan and the three of them stared at Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang with shining eyes!

  Wu Ming rubbed his cheek and said slowly, "Just now I saw a little brother holding a firecracker, if it's not careful to spray on the face, even if it's cured, it will be pockmarked. I don't want to take this risk."

  Isn't this a problem of Mazi's face? Being sprayed can kill people! After hearing Wu Ming's words, others couldn't stop sweating, and Zhuge Dachang also lost his voice. Even if he was the world boxing champion, he couldn't beat a three-year-old girl with a gun!

  "Stop messing around and think of a solution!"

  "What else can we do? Let's just follow the plan, we'll go back and tie up that old monk...". Wu Ming revealed a ruthless expression, saying: "With a hostage in hand, I control the world!"

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  Back at the temple's grand hall, Wu Ming ran all the way, excitedly shouting: "Director Niu, Director Niu, great news!"

  "What good news?"

  "Wu Ming excitedly said: 'The mass actors you were looking for have all arrived, several hundred people came, some holding iron shovels and others holding hammers, it's really magnificent.'"

  "What is a crowd actor?"

  Wu Ming's face turned black and he replied evasively: "Director Niu, I advise you to go to the bathroom first, lest you get scared and pee your pants again, and lose face once more."

  Niu Zhenwei was furious and roared: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

  "Eat whatever you want, don't leave any regrets..." Wu Ming patted Niu Zhenwei on the back and sighed: "There are really several hundred people outside, they seem to be here to avenge the monk who was beaten, let's take care of ourselves!"

  Wu Ming's words were like throwing a bomb into a peaceful lake, and the entire crew immediately went into an uproar...

  Wu Dan led Ruan Fan and several others to the backyard Buddhist hall. When they arrived at the backyard Buddhist hall, he waved his hand to stop their footsteps and said lightly: "You all wait here, I'll go in and talk to the old monk."

  "Didn't you say you were going to tie him up?"

  "If we really bind him up, even if the police come, they won't help us." Wu Ming rolled his eyes and walked into the Buddhist hall.

  It takes the person who tied the bell to untie it, and only this aged and venerable monk can calm down the anger of the devotees. Wu Ming knew this point well, so under the not-too-friendly gaze of several monks, he walked up to the venerable monk, joined his palms together in respect, bowed, and said in Thai: "Hello, I'm disturbing your quiet meditation."

  Regarding Wu Ming's ability to speak Thai, the venerable monk showed a hint of surprise. He guessed Wu Ming's intention and shook his head, sighing: "The young monks who came with us are only Buddhist disciples who have come to practice meditation. Their elders are all very famous people in the nearby area, I may not be able to help you."

  Maybe can't help? Didn't say absolutely can't help, Wu Ming's mouth hooked, and he smiled shallowly: "In our Huaxia, monks are all with compassion in their hearts. If you don't show up, someone might die here today. This is a Buddhist purification ground, letting blood pollute this place isn't good, right?"

  The Buddhist monk revealed a hint of a smile and said, "However, the one who hit someone must be punished! Otherwise, you can't leave the temple, nor can you leave this small town of Mozhen."

  "I know!" Wu Ming gently helped the Buddhist monk to his feet and said, "Master, please help us resolve this disaster! I am willing to accept punishment by caning!"

  The Buddhist monk nodded and walked out of the hall with Wu Ming, and when they came out, Zhuge Dachang and others who were guarding the door breathed a sigh of relief.

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