Chapter 53: Courtesy
Inside one of the capacious temple is a room filled of several red pillars painted with a dragon’s curled body hovering over thick clouds along with a huge golden statue of a person ornamented with crowns and several luxurious bracelets whom I suppose is Buddha, “It’s really quiet in here, huh?” Says Cris, whom was unable to resist the temptation of gliding his palm on the beautiful wall paintings, which every artist or art collectors would prevent themselves from doing so as it would ruin the art ‘you’ll anger the monks!’ I thought, but the monk heed it no mind and instead let out a subtle sigh before addressing Cris’ random rumblings, “But of course, this place is designed for meditating” “Then do you eat while meditating?” The same question entered my mind since the room resemb
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