Gautama Buddha stood near the dead-body of Judas Iscariot. Hot blood was still gushing out from his broken skull. The potter's field remained as a red painting made of blood and his bowels gushed out looked like mating pythons.
‘One-day, this place will be known as ‘the field of blood'; Gautama told himself and sank into deep meditation. When he opened his eyes, Jesus was sitting beside him with tears...
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