Rolls Royce made his way to Qingtian Temple, and to be honest, the assistant didn't expect that the two guests would know each other and go to a Qingtian Temple at the same time.

Temples are common in India, and the status of monks is also very high.

"If you two want to worship the Buddha, you don't have to go here." The assistant held the tablet, looked back at the two of them, and recommended attractions to customers is also one of his services. "The Qingtian Temple here is for the common people in the slums."

"Civilians?" Caesar wondered, "I heard before I came here that the caste system in India had been abolished." ”

The caste system in India is a huge legacy of history, divided into Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas and Shudras, as well as Datli who are not outside these castes.

The system is very strict, and basically your surname as soon as you are born determines your future lifestyle.

"What the hell is there?" The assistant shook his head, "It was abolished to the outside world, but the people don't know that most of the wealth is still in the hands of the Brahmins. ”

"Aren't Brahmins priests, how can they have so much wealth?"

"That's right, it's all fed by the lower classes, and most of the annual tax revenue is spent on the Brahmins, and the younger generation of their family runs hotels, commercial streets, and when they reach old age, they put on sacrificial hats and call themselves messengers of God."

"You don't seem to be religious." Caesar said.

"No, I do." The assistant said, "But I don't believe in the bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and gods they worship. ”

Caesar was curious: "Then what do you believe?" ”

"God of Wealth." The assistant took out his mobile phone and flipped out a picture, "I have a portrait of the God of Wealth hanging in my house,"

"It sounds both superstitious and not superstitious." Caesar said, looking at his phone.

The three of them chatted all the way, and the car also arrived at the door of Qingtian Temple, and as soon as they pushed them away, the stench of rushing to the sky came from outside.

The assistant frowned and said; "Forget it."

He was about to say something when he saw Zero enter the temple casually, and after glancing at Caesar, the two of them followed in.

Ladies are not afraid, and the men of the Gattuso family are naturally not afraid.

Zero kicked open the black and red door full of muddy mud, and as soon as he walked in, a fat monk came to him.

"Amitabha."

The fat monk was double-folded, covered with stinky sweat so that his robe was tightly tied to his body, and the Buddhist beads on his neck were also black and red like the door, looking greasy and greasy, "What's the matter with the three donors?" ”

He looked Zero and Caesar up and down, neither of them being the ones who should have been here.

"Have you ever seen this person?" Caesar took out the photo and wanted to hand it to the fat monk, but he didn't know how to do it, so he had to hold it up.

"Yes." The fat monk said, "I am still quite impressed by this benefactor. ”

"And where is he now?"

"Amitabha." The fat monk saluted to the photo, and then said with a mouth full of yellow teeth: "He has gone to see the Buddha." ”

"What do you mean?" Caesar looked at the main hall behind the monk, and he thought that Lu Mingfei was worshipping the Buddha inside.

"Guest, the monk said that when he went to see the Buddha, he meant to die." The assistant explained.

After looking around, Caesar found that there were no cameras in the temple, and said to the monk, "Then tell me how he died." ”

"This benefactor has injured the presiding officer of this temple."

"Impossible, right?" This time, it was the assistant's turn to be surprised, "How can the presiding officer of the temple say that he should also be a Brahmin, he dares to hurt a Brahmin?" ”

The monk recalled; "This benefactor looks crazy, and we don't understand what he says."

"He collided with the host's car, and it happened that the host was in the main hall at that time to help a female benefactor get rid of the monthly suffering."

"Shouldn't that be the host who killed him directly?" The assistant asked, Brahmin wears bodyguards when he goes out, and the person in the photo doesn't look fierce.

"Before the host could react, the donor completely ended the host's lust ring." The monk said.

"And then?" Caesar asked, "Who killed him?" ”

"The police shot and killed him."

"Where did he die?"

Zero walked inside as she spoke, and as soon as she reached the door of the main hall, the strong smell of rot almost made her unable to open her eyes.

"If the donor can bear it, come with me." After the fat monk finished speaking, he entered the main hall, and it seemed that he was not affected in any way.

Zero three people covered their noses with handkerchiefs and went inside, they couldn't figure out why the temple stinked so much.

When they came to the main hall, they finally found the source of the smell, which turned out to be the Buddha statue, or more precisely, the pigsty under the Buddha statue.

"How do you raise pigs here?" The assistant yelled, "Don't you want to die? ”

"Amitabha." The fat monk bowed reverently to the Buddha statue, but the futon under his knees had been infected with pig excrement, "This is the Buddha decree of the great presiding." ”

"The big host?" Caesar looked at the assistant suspiciously.

"Priest." The assistant whispered, "It's the priest of Bombay, the equivalent of a spiritual leader." ”

"You have a unique spiritual leadership fetish."

Caesar said, looking at the Buddha statue, I don't know why, he felt that the Buddha statue in front of him seemed to have life, and it stinked here, but he was laughing.

"What kind of Buddha is offered here?" Caesar asked.

"A Buddha is a Buddha, no matter which one." The fat monk said.

"You're not right, are you?" The assistant was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and on it was the information he consulted, "How did the Buddha become fat like this, this is because he didn't do it well when he did it." ”

He meant to take the two guests away, it was so smelly.

"Where did Lu Mingfei fall?" Zero asked.

"Right at the benefactor's feet."

The fat monk pointed to where Zero was, but there was nothing but dirt on the ground.

"I don't think there's any clue left." Caesar said with a frown.

Just as the three of them were about to leave, a group of people walked towards the temple, all of them with the same stench and dark complexion, who looked like they were inferior people in the caste system.

When a group of people came to the main hall, they didn't care about the filth, they knelt directly on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Great mercy and compassion and the five wisdoms are like coming, give me food, and receive my gifts." ”

The three of them looked at it for a while, and the assistant frowned and said; "Even the name of the Buddha is wrong, how can there be any five wisdoms, only the two words are right."

"If you really like the Dharma, I'll take you to a place, and that's where the true Bodhisattva is enshrined." The assistant said that he had already regretted agreeing to come here today, and it seemed that Mumbai was very bad in their hearts.

If they leave, they may not be able to secure their jobs.

"Bodhisattva?" Zero took out a Buddha statue from his bag, handed it to the assistant and said, "Do you know this?" ”

"I recognize." The assistant nodded, "Recently, the Brahmins in Mumbai believe in this, and the Kinnara Bodhisattva has been cultivating the statue of the largest Haji Ali temple in Mumbai. ”

"Check it out." After Zero finished speaking, he walked directly into the car.

Not long after the three of them left, in the main hall, everyone's stomachs began to slowly rise, as if they were full.