Chapter 426 Cremation Ceremony (1st update)

The other monks in the temple specially set up a high platform in the middle of the cross street, a path frequented by passersby; they occupied the center, which was indeed eye-catching.

Besides a captivating high platform, atop the platform was yet another elevated stack made of dried rice straw and sun-dried firewood, which had not a hint of moisture. From below, onlookers could look up to see a monk wrapped in a robe sitting atop; beyond that, nothing more was visible.

But Doggy, under suspicion, saw clearer than others; the monk sitting with hands clasped in a dignified dharma pose on the platform seemed to inspect thoroughly, yet he lacked any genuine flush of life. His face was specially made up, the faint red on his lips and cheeks colored with women's rouge. However, he had not noticed it at first, perhaps because the monk had just breathed his last.

Whoooosh—