In her previous life, after being recognized by her wealthy family, Si Ran tried her best to please them and endured humiliation. But when she was stabbed to death, her biological parents and broth...
Chapter 228 Luang Po
Si Ran wanted to go forward to check the situation, but there was a monk standing next to each tiger.
It is extremely difficult to ask questions.
Si Ran could only pretend to go forward and pet the tiger. However, Si Ran, who has always had an affinity for animals, did not even glance at the tiger when she was petting it.
Si Ran touched the tiger's chin, and the tiger made a gurgling sound.
Si Ran asked in English, "Why are the tigers here so quiet?"
The monk guarding the tiger heard Si Ran's words and looked at the woman in front of him with some surprise.
The monk, who knew English, said, "Because the tigers were influenced by Luang Pu, they were willing to let go of their original ferocity and get close to humans."
Then the monk raised his hand and said: "You can touch its belly and all your illnesses will be cured."
Luang Pu means the abbot of a temple in China, and is the name of a highly respected person in the temple.
Si Ran asked curiously, "Tiger was moved. How was he moved?"
The monk said, "Of course it was the Buddha who sent Luang Pu to convert these tigers. You must be a foreign tourist, right?"
Si Ran nodded, pretending to be respectful and curious. "Yes, we found that many people from China came to the Tiger Temple, but we don't know why these people came to the Tiger Temple."
As he spoke, Si Ran looked around in a pretentious manner.
There are many Buddha statues in the temple, but few people come to worship. There are some tiger stone sculptures, and many offerings are placed around them.
Si Ran then said, "The Tiger Temple isn't as good as the Grand Palace, nor any other notable tourist attraction, but why do so many people still come here every day to pet the tigers? Can't they go to the zoo?"
The monk laughed after hearing Si Ran’s ignorant words.
He spoke with a hint of pride: "Because those who touch the tigers are not tourists."
Si Ran looked at the other person curiously.
The monk continued, "Our Luang Pu was originally a PhD student who had returned from studying abroad. However, he was diagnosed with cancer after returning to Country T ten years ago. He was about to end his life in the wild when he found a wounded tiger. Luang Pu rescued the tiger and lived with the tiger for a long time. Perhaps his deeds moved the Buddha, and Luang Pu's cancer was cured."
Si Ran's pupils shrank. "Cancer is cured? So miraculous?"
The monk nodded and said, "Of course. Luang Pu was enlightened and became a monk. Some people heard about his deeds and came to the temple. As a result, their illnesses were cured. The surrounding villagers began to like to send injured tigers to the temple. The tigers that came here were very docile and allowed visitors to pet them. Slowly, the story of Luang Pu and the tigers spread."
Si Ran had learned some of these things online, but the stories were becoming more and more outrageous.
Some people posted videos saying that Luang Pu was the reincarnation of an immortal, which is why cancer can be sterilized. Others said that Luang Pu was a mountain god in his previous life, which is why tigers are so obedient.
Anyway, the rumors are getting more and more, and Luang Pu has never come out to clarify them.
In just eight years, Luang Pu's Tiger Temple has attracted more and more tourists and a large number of documentary crews and media for interviews.
So people believed it even more.
After the monk finished speaking, he wanted to see Si Ran's surprised expression on his face, but to his disappointment, Si Ran's face was indifferent, as if he had just listened to a story. He couldn't help but frowned.
"You don't believe what I just said?"
Upon hearing this, Si Ran smiled slightly and said honestly, "Yes, a little, but I like tigers very much."
After saying that, Si Ran stroked Tiger's adobe and asked like coaxing a child, "Tiger, is what the monk said true? Can you really eliminate all diseases?"
The tiger being stroked by Si Ran raised its eyes, but quickly closed them again.
Si Ran pursed her lips, feeling more and more that the water in this Tiger Temple was much deeper than she had imagined.
Si Ran said goodbye to the monk and said he wanted to go and have a look around other places.
The entire temple is not very big and is surrounded by tropical trees. Besides lawns, there are local statues and buildings on both sides of the road.
Si Ran walked around for only about ten minutes, and saw tigers being petted by tourists everywhere on the road.
As expected, none of them showed any aggressiveness and allowed tourists to mess with them.
Si Ran was walking when he suddenly felt something hit his leg.
Looking down, there was a tiger cub.
The tiger cub's head was hit and he felt dizzy. He stood there shaking his head for a long time before raising his head.
Perhaps realizing he had bumped into someone, the little tiger quickly said, "I'm sorry, human~ I didn't mean to..."
The little tiger's voice suddenly stopped.
Its already big eyes gradually widened after seeing Si Ran.
"Beautiful, beautiful lady!"
The little tiger felt the gentle breath from Si Ran and immediately jumped up and down.
It kept running around Si Ran, making a whining sound, and finally lay on the ground, swinging its tail and stretching out its belly for Si Ran to touch it.
However, Si Ran did not move, staring straight at the little tiger.
The little tiger couldn't wait any longer: "Human, don't you like to touch tigers? Come on, touch me! You are the first guest I receive, I allow you to touch me!"
When other humans want to touch it, it feels a little disgusted!
But if the target is the human in front of it, it won’t be disgusted at all!
It just begs her to touch it!
Si Ran came back to his senses and lowered his eyes.
After looking at the little tiger for several times, Si Ran slowly squatted down and gently stroked the little tiger's belly with his hand.
"Little Tiger, what's your name?"
"My name is Monchichi!"
Si Ran: "Then can I ask you a few questions?"
The little guy whimpered and said, "Ask me, and I'll tell you everything I know."
After hearing this, Si Ran immediately said, "Do you know why the tigers in the Tiger Temple are so listless? Have the Luang Pus in the Tiger Temple ever bullied you?"
The tiger tilted its head and said, "No, aren't all tigers like this? Luang Pu is a good man. He gives us delicious food and canned goods every day, and lets me play around in the temple. He is a good man!"
Hearing this, Si Ran couldn't help but frowned.
"But when I was communicating with the tiger just now, it ignored me. Do you know why?"
"I know!"
The little tiger said seriously, "Because I am the lucky tiger. I am the only one who can hear beautiful humans talking!"
Si Ran: "..."
Little guy, don't be so narcissistic.
However, Si Ran thought about it and understood. These little tigers have been in the temple since birth and have always received socialization training. They have a natural affinity with humans.
So it is almost impossible to get any useful information.
Si Ran patted the little guy's head and prepared to get up.
The little tiger became anxious when he saw this.
Why doesn’t the human continue to touch himself? Is it because his belly is not as soft as his parents’?
The little fellow hugged Si Ran's shoes, biting the shoelaces with his teeth, and whined, "Human, you...you don't leave, stay and play with me!"
The tiger cub's miserable cry immediately attracted a large number of tourists.
Seeing this scene, many tourists couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, a man in red monk's robes suddenly walked out of the temple hall.
He was about forty years old, with a smooth head, a pair of eyes as calm as water, and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
He placed one hand upright in front of his chest, staring at Si Ran with his dark eyes without blinking.
"Ms. Si Ran."
Si Ran looked over.
The man spoke standard Mandarin, and judging by his age and the color of his monk's robes.
The monk in front of me is... Luang Pu!