Fangzheng said, "There's three million here. Take it yourself. Remember, if you take a million dollars, I will take the same amount of your life, health, and wisdom. "
Ma Kui never expected the monk in front of him to be so rich that he would really use money to buy it! He immediately laughed and thought to himself, "I've really met a fool! Money is tangible, but are health, lifespan, and wisdom tangible? He can take the money, but how can a monk take away those intangible things? "
Therefore, Ma Kui took the stack of money without hesitation. He looked at it and checked it. Sure enough, it was brand new RMB. It was definitely real! It felt so good! There was a stack of ten thousand yuan, and Ma Kui was very happy to take it.
However, as he held it, Ma Kui was horrified to find that there were many wrinkles on his hands! His originally tight skin had also become loose!
"What's going on?" Ma Kui quickly checked his hands. They were all old!
Ma Kui cried as if he had seen a ghost, "Master, this … What the hell is going on?"
After Fangzheng gave a Buddhist proclamation, he said, "Patron, This Penniless Monk said that a million is to buy your lifespan, health, and wisdom. The first million is to buy your lifespan! You just took three hundred thousand. Ten thousand a year. You're already sixty-two years old. Do you still want to take it? "
"I don't believe it! In this world, who could take away another person's lifespan? You're lying to me! "Ma Kui was going crazy. The scene in front of him was terrifying! It was so unbelievable that it was like a nightmare!
Fangzheng flipped his hand and a mirror appeared. He handed it to Ma Kui and said, "I will lie to you, but the mirror won't. Take a look for yourself."
Ma Kui took it and looked at it. He was dumbfounded. His face in the mirror was full of wrinkles, revealing his old age! Ma Kui made a few expressions, and they matched perfectly. This was indeed him!
Ma Kui probed and took out another ten thousand yuan. Sure enough, his face instantly aged a little!
Ma Kui was so scared that he quickly threw the money back and shouted, "No! No more! I don't want them anymore, I'll return them to you! Give me back my life! "
In the end, he realized that he couldn't move the money, nor could he throw it back!
Fangzheng said, "Patron, don't you desire money? Weren't you willing to exchange your youth for it? Don't you think that you can only be happy if you have money? Why aren't you exchanging? "
"You demonic monk … No, you devil, give me back my lifespan! Give it back! Although money was good, it was not as important as lifespan. Even if money was gone, it could still be earned! What's the use of money if you're dead? "Ma Kui shouted.
Fangzheng chuckled. "Patron, it looks like you don't wish to exchange, right?"
Ma Kui nodded repeatedly and said, "Not anymore, not anymore!"
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. I won't be exchanging then!"
Ma Kui saw the money in front of him fly towards the box in front of Fangzheng. The box closed before Fangzheng threw it behind him.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Ma Kui shivered. Only then did he realize that he didn't stand up at all, but he had been sitting on the ground. His butt was a little cold, and it was obvious that he had been sitting for a while.
Ma Kui's expression became extremely complicated as he looked at the little monk in front of him.
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, have you thought it through?"
Ma Kui sighed, got up, and bowed. "Indeed, you can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a pint pot. I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again. Thank you for your guidance, Master! "
Fangzheng smiled.
Ma Kui bade farewell and left. There was a new stack of incense money in the temple hall.
Lone Wolf ran in and took it out, placing it in Fangzheng's hands.
Fangzheng chuckled. "From the looks of it, there's ten thousand. He sure is a rich person."
With that said, Fangzheng got up. Squirrel drove the car once again and brought Fangzheng back to the back room. The man, wolf, and squirrel cooperated to cook again.
Ma Kui went down the mountain and got into a domestic car.
"How's the little monk?" a middle-aged man in the car asked.
Ma Kui said, "A godly person! Unfortunately, he's blind. "
"Is he really that powerful?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes. I, Ma Kui, have never seen such a powerful master in my entire life! Bro, I always thought that I loved money, but now I realize that money is nothing! Bro, when we return, it's best you find someone to drive for you. I'm going home. Sigh, I miss my wife and child. "Ma Kui sighed.
"The fact that you can figure this out means that he is indeed capable. As for a driver, can't I drive myself without a driver? Getting you to drive for me is because I see you idling around all day. I'm helping Sister-in-law look after you! It'll save you the trouble of fooling around, "the man said.
Ma Kui grinned and stepped on the accelerator before driving off.
As for Fangzheng …
"Cough! Cough!"
Squeak!
Howl!
Fangzheng choked on the thick smoke as he coughed repeatedly. The squirrel on his head had turned into a rat. His entire body was black …
Lone Wolf was covered in dust as his head was stuck in the snow. He kept twisting about, clearly having choked his eyes.
"System, you are going to starve me to death!" Fangzheng cried inwardly. The firewood Lone Wolf found was too moist. Although the fire was lit, thick smoke billowed. The man, wolf, and squirrel collectively surrendered.
"Your expert said that you won't starve to death in three days. You can treat it as losing weight," the System said.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. All he wanted to do was curse! This was too much of a scam! Won't starve to death in three days? Which expert said that? If he came out, he guaranteed not to beat him to death!
At that moment, Fangzheng's phone rang.
"Eh? Someone actually called me? That's strange. "Fangzheng picked up his cell phone out of curiosity. Since he could not see, he picked it up.
The call connected!
"Dear customer, hello. This is Black Mountain City's Porsche Store. Your car consultant, Xiaorong. Our store has just received a batch of Porsche 911s. The market price is 2.45 million. If you pre-order them today, you only need 2.4 million to drive away your beloved car. "
"Ahem. Excuse me. How did you know my cell phone number?" Fangzheng was a little dumbfounded when he heard that he was selling cars. He was a monk. Why did he have to drive up and down the mountain every day? Was this a joke? In addition, he was very curious. Very few people knew his cell phone number. Even Fang Yunjing and company did not know it. They could only communicate with Fangzheng on WeChat.
"Uh … A recommendation from an old customer," the other party said after a slight hesitation.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. The child's lies were too unskillful. A recommendation from an old customer? The people he knew were so poor that they had to pay for bicycles. Why would they buy a Porsche? Fangzheng knew that it was likely due to the five hundred thousand. As for how the information was leaked, he could not be bothered to ask. Therefore, Fangzheng took a deep breath and said in all seriousness and anger, "Are you looking down on This Penniless Monk? Do you think This Penniless Monk is lacking that fifty thousand? I'll blacklist you. There's no need to explain. I'm hanging up! "
After Fangzheng said that, he hung up. What a joke. What he lacked was the 2.4 million!
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