Eight months ago, while observing the celestial phenomena at night, Aunt Long suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The Buddha has finally awakened."
Then he wrote down a date.
Basong, who had been serving beside Grandma Long, was shocked.
He knew that this was the date when new Buddhists came to Wat Pho.
This made Basong very worried.
Because this new Buddhist disciple is different from other previous Buddhist disciples. He is not from the Six Great Temples, and does not even belong to this country.
Therefore, after this person takes over the position of Buddha's son, he will most likely continue to reside in the Reclining Buddha Temple.
Basong is the new abbot of Wat Pho selected by Long Gu Po. If that Buddhist disciple stays in Wat Pho, it will seriously challenge his authority.
But Buddha is the spiritual leader of all Thai monks, and he cannot disobey.
Of course, I didn't dare to disobey.
Especially after witnessing Long Gu Po's profound Buddhist teachings, Basong's respect for the new Buddhist disciples was no less than that for Long Gu Po.
Therefore, if you want to prevent the other party from entering the Reclining Buddha Temple, you must not use force.
Get it outsmarted.
So from the moment Fu Song entered the gate of the Reclining Buddha Temple, Basong began his plan.
First of all, Fu Song must feel his superior status.
Basong knew that the best way to make someone do something willingly was to play the emotional card.
I have paid so much, even if you noticed something, you wouldn't be embarrassed to turn against me.
Secondly, it is to use language skills to subtly change the other person's thinking.
Finally... there is no end, because Basong has already succeeded.
Of course, Basong knew that Fu Song should have roughly guessed his thoughts.
This can be seen from the fact that six days have passed since the Buddhist Treasure Meeting, and Fu Song has never set foot in the Reclining Buddha Temple.
But Basong didn't care.
There are no absolute friends or absolute enemies in this world.
The relationship between him and Fu Song is delicate. Aren't the relationships between him and the abbots of other temples also delicate?
I guess like me, other hosts also don’t want Fu Song to stay long-term?
As I was thinking, a monk knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Basong's voice was still as gentle as jade. "Is the progress of the Buddhist treasure fair in other places going smoothly?"
He had only asked casually, but the monk's expression was extremely strange: "This..."
Basong frowned: "What is this?"
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