Soon, the monks from the Reclining Buddha Temple brought a few pieces of change of clothes and handed them to them. There was a place for washing in the monk's house. The group was taken away from here and each changed the wet clothes on their bodies.
Songkhla took advantage of the inattention of everyone, secretly took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Ge Yu: "I am Songkhla, I am safe for the time being. Come and see you quickly."
After sending this text message, Songkhla turned off his phone, put away his phone, and then let out a long breath.
Songkar knew the current situation. Just a few days ago, Sister Tira was still the leader of Pattaya, and a group of good players gathered under his command. But in a blink of an eye, everything was destroyed. Those who were killed and killed by the traitor Song En, and many people turned against each other and became Song En's subordinates. It was impossible for Tira to return to Pattaya again, and it was impossible for it to continue to stay in Southeast Asia. As long as Tira is in Southeast Asia for one day, Song En will come here sooner or later.
So Songkhla made his own decision and notified Ge Yu that there was only one purpose, which was to pick Tila away from Southeast Asia and send it to China. No matter where it was arranged, it would be safer than here.
As for the small village in the depths of Myanmar that Tira mentioned, it was also unreliable. Maybe Songen would be discovered at any time and directly destroyed by people.
Songkhla has always been unable to understand that the man of Tira is such a strong man in the Chinese practice world, and Tira has been working so hard in Pattaya and has given birth to a child for him. Why has it reached a critical moment of life and death? Tira still refuses to say a word to that man.
Song Ka knew in his heart that if he lifted his mouth, the man named Wu Jiuyin would never ignore it.
But Songkhla was worried that he didn't have Wu Jiuyin's mobile phone number, otherwise he would have called him long ago, so that the unfaithful man knew how miserable Sister Tira's life was now.
Songkhla sighed, only full of helplessness.
Soon, Tila and his men simply changed into clean clothes and came to a hall again.
There were already several monks waiting outside the hall, and there were several medicine boxes next to them.
After seeing the arrival of the few of them, Zen Master Maipong found that they were wounded by swords. Fortunately, there were monk doctors who were specially used to heal people in this temple, who were waiting in the hall for a long time.
As soon as they came over, they began to bandage the wounds on the people and also gave them a few pills.
Tira was also injured. When Song En and a group of people suddenly came to kill them off guard. When they fought with Song En, they suffered internal injuries and fled all the way to escape.
Now that I suddenly settled down, I felt extremely sore all over my body. Fortunately, I finally found a place to stay. I didn’t expect that when I did good deeds, I now have such good results.
When the group was almost done, Zen Master Maipong appeared in the hall again and invited a few people to go elsewhere to use some vegetarian food.
The journey was exhausted and frightened. These people had not eaten for a day and a night, and their stomachs were all croaking.
After Tira expressed her gratitude, she followed Zen Master Maipong to the vegetarian room and had a meal with the monks in the temple.
The sky was already dark without realizing it. The night after the rain was a little cooler, but I don’t know when, a few black clouds floated from where, covering the stars and closing the moon, making the night brighter again.
During the vegetarian meal, a group of monks were eating silently.
Tira, Wu Silu, and his three men, had just finished bandaging and sat there and had a quiet meal.
Wu Silu's young child was also wandering with them. This is a very sensible child. Even if he saw so many bloody storms with his own eyes, he didn't feel so scared. Even though he stumbling along the way, his body was scratched or touched many places. The child never screamed in pain.
Like them, the child did not eat a day and night, nor did he say he was hungry.
Now that he finally had food, Wu Silu lowered his head and squeezed the rice into his mouth, looking like he was eating it voraciously.
Tila looked at it with a distress, reached out and patted his little head, and whispered: "Xiao Lu, eat slowly, you will choke if you do this." As she said that, Tila also grabbed some vegetables into his bowl.
There was not much meat and fish in the temple, but several people also ate it very delicious.
Zen Master Maipong smiled on his face, looked at Wu Silu, and suddenly said, "Little baby, your bones are good. Do you want to practice here with the old monk?"
As Zen Master Maipong said this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on Tira's face. Zen Master Maipong is a very famous monk throughout Southeast Asia, and his cultivation is even more profound and respected. Both in Myanmar and in Thailand, monks are respected. If Wu Silu can practice with Master Maipong, it would be the best.
Tira looked at Wu Silu. Just as she was about to say something, Wu Silu, who was eating voraciously, suddenly stopped the movement in her hand, reached out to wipe the rice grains on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly said, "I don't want to practice with you. I don't want to be a monk. In the future, I will be like my father, be a big hero, and kill all the bad guys who bully my mother."
Wu Silu suddenly said such words, and Tila had no idea.
Since he became sensible, Wu Silu would often ask himself why others have fathers but he doesn’t.
Whenever Wu Silu asked this question, Tira's heart would be heartbroken and had to tell him that his father was a great hero in a very distant place. As long as he grew up, he could see his father.
Whenever he said this, Wu Silu always looked longing.
Tira always treats him as a child, but children will grow up. She looks like she is almost ten years old, and everything is seen. Even if she doesn't say anything, he understands it in his heart.
The child is finally growing up.
"Xiao Lu, why do you talk to Master Mapeng? You can't be so rude." Tira said angrily.
Wu Silu looked back at her mother, lowered her head and continued to eat.
Zen Master Maipong smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay... The old monk just said that since he doesn't want to, the old monk will not force it. It's just that for so many years, the old monk has never seen a child with such a good root and bone. If this child doesn't practice, it would be a pity... Also, why does such a young child have such a strong intention to kill? As the child's mother, you have a responsibility."
He lowered his head and stopped talking. Yes, after being by my side for years, this child has also seen many fighting and killing...
Chapter completed!