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The life of the monks in the region of Xieng Khouang, a region of war. This truly I did see with my very own eyes, there was a monk wounded and much blood flowed out coloring his body red. One day he was in the wat, he had not yet gone into the holes. And there was airplane which came and bombed and this monk was hit, then a villager, who thought of and worried about this old monk, his elder, came to pray over the old monk who had lost his life saddening the hearts of the villagers.