Chapter 26

There was a door blocking the way before, but when I opened it, countless plastic bags rolled out.

Inside the plastic bags were the bodies of immature babies!

These babies actually caused a brief illusion. What I saw was a sea of ​​blood and corpses rushing towards me.

I quickly took out my phone and sent a voice message to He Man, asking her to come and rescue us. I knew that after discovering such a big secret, the two of us would definitely not be able to get out.

Suddenly someone shouted, as if calling for help. A group of monks quickly followed behind him and restrained the young translator, who had no idea what was happening.

Four or five monks wanted to come up and control me, but the moment they got close to me, they all fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

By now, I had a rough idea of ​​what was really going on. The temple itself was probably dealing in Kumantong, but normally there simply weren't that many baby corpses, so they turned to the shady business.

Abortion is prohibited in Thailand. Although it is officially prohibited, there are definitely black clinics that perform illegal abortions. What should be done with so many fetuses? They can be sold to temples to make Kumantong. So many baby bones must have been obtained by Wat Phra Dhammyan through illegal means.

More and more people began to gather around me. With so many people, the yang energy was strong, and the countless baby ghosts behind me couldn't do anything to them.

If they catch this, I think even if He Man comes, we will both be in trouble. After all, if this kind of thing is exposed, it will definitely cause an earthquake.

Fortunately, this is in Thailand, and the restriction within the Xuanzhen Bureau not to attack ordinary people does not apply.

On the surface, I was using the grappling techniques Zhang Song had taught me to deal with these monks, but in reality, I was secretly using my ghost spirits. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to defeat so many people. After battling them for more than ten minutes, sirens sounded outside, and I thought to myself, He Man has finally arrived.

After the police surrounded us and the monks retreated, a man who looked like a police chief directed the police to move toward me. They held guns and motioned for me not to move. I saw that these police were probably summoned by the temple's abbot. With so many guns pointed at them, I didn't dare resist. I wasn't afraid of them, but the young interpreter who came with me might be in danger.

We were both taken into a police car, which sped out of the city. Seeing that this didn't look like we were going to the police station, I immediately understood what they were up to: they were going to kill us to silence us.

I secretly picked up the golden-feathered flying arrow. If there was really no other way, I had no choice but to do this.

"Whoa!" Two police cars appeared in front of us and stopped the car carrying us. More than a dozen fully armed police officers got out. I've seen such police in many movies, such as Interpol.

They quickly surrounded the car and pointed more than a dozen guns at the driver.

After the Thai police got out of the car, the leading detective immediately stepped forward and violently disarmed them both.

In less than a minute, I saw He Man's car following from behind.

As soon as she got out of the car, she ran towards me and asked if I was okay.

I said it was no big deal, but what I discovered was serious.

I followed He Man into the car, and the driver drove all the way back to the Xien Hotel. After arriving at the hotel, she finally felt relieved and asked me what had happened.

I told her everything, and she was stunned.

The Fayan Temple had been established for over four hundred years, but it was unexpected that it would do something so outrageous to both humans and gods.

Thai police quickly surrounded the Sheen Hotel. They must be some local thugs, and they must be related to the Dharmayan Temple.

But they didn't dare to take action here. The Sheen Hotel belonged to the Ho family, and Ho Hung-ming was not a simple businessman.

He Man snorted coldly when she saw so many Thai police officers coming over.

"Don't be afraid." He Man was obviously angry.

While the local police were negotiating with the hotel staff, more than ten police cars arrived outside, and the people who got out were all Interpol officers. The two waves of personnel surrounded the Sheen Hotel.

Now this is no longer a simple local case in Thailand. After He Man's actions, it has instantly escalated into an international incident. The local police station in Chiang Mai cannot bear this responsibility at all.

Soon the Thai police withdrew and a black car drove over from a distance.

He Man asked me to wait in the room, straightened her appearance, and hurried downstairs to meet the man who got out of the car. I later learned that this person was from the embassy.

He Man's methods were extremely ruthless. When she went to rescue me, she had Interpol surround Fayan Temple. After communicating with the embassy staff, she took me to meet that person.

After He Man introduced me to him, his name was Huang Yuan. I showed him my Xuanzhen Bureau ID and told him what I had found in Fayan Temple.

That afternoon, a storm of public opinion swept across Thailand.

The renowned Thai temple Wat Dhammyan was accused of illegally obtaining infant corpses to create Kumantong, bribing local police and officials. This led to the resignation of the deputy mayor of Chiang Mai. All monks were imprisoned, and Wat Dhammyan was closed down.

However, the bodies of those babies are still in Fayan Temple.

"Sister Man, I want to go to Fayan Temple." I said.

"Why are you still going there? Haven't they all been arrested?" He Man asked.

"The resentment of those infant spirits cannot be dissipated and they cannot enter reincarnation. If they float around, it will also affect the surrounding residents. I want to see if I can help them to be liberated." I said.

Speaking of this, He Man was excited at first, but soon became a little conflicted.

I knew what she was planning and said, "Let's go together. This time we are going to pray for salvation and we won't bother you."

After hearing what I said, she immediately smiled and said, "Come on, let me see how to perform the salvation."

This time we learned our lesson and went into Fayan Temple with seven or eight bodyguards. There was still a cordon outside Fayan Temple, but with He Man there, we got in easily.

When they arrived at the place where the bodies were hidden, even though He Man had seen many big scenes, he was still shocked by what he saw.

The entire lawn was covered with the corpses of babies, at least two or three thousand of them.

I held the feather stone in the palm of my hand, with compassion in my heart, and silently recited the "Soul-Saving Sutra". One by one, infant spirits with white light floated up. This scene was especially like the release of Kongming lanterns, which was extremely spectacular. But beneath this spectacular scene were lives that were supposed to be born!

A Buddhist chant rang out from the temple, and the "Nirvana Mantra" came from the lobby. The golden light shone, speeding up the process of liberating the infant's soul.

I looked back and saw the Buddha statue, with its brows lowered and a look of pity, appearing on the roof of Fayan Temple.

They say the Buddha is compassionate, so why would anyone at Fayan Temple, from the abbot to the ordinary monks, do such a thing? I was perplexed. Could profit really drive people so mad? A sudden panic seized me. My selling of Buddhist instruments was essentially no different from their selling of Kumantong. Would I become someone who would do anything for profit?