Chapter 102 Is the Poor Monk Short of Money? 【Favorites】

Fangzheng said: "There are three million here, you can take it yourself. Remember, if you take away one million, I will take away your lifespan, health and wisdom."

Ma Kui never expected that the monk in front of him was so rich that he would actually buy it with money! He laughed immediately, and thought, "This is really a fool! Money is tangible, but are health, longevity, and wisdom tangible? He can take away the money, but how does the monk take away those intangible things?"

So Ma Kui took a wad of money unceremoniously, looked at it, checked it, and sure enough, the brand new RMB is definitely real! Feels great! A stack is 10,000 yuan, and Maquina is very happy.

But holding it, Ma Kui was horrified to find that there were many wrinkles on his hands! The originally tight skin also becomes loose!

"What's going on here?" Ma Kui quickly checked his hands, they were all old!

As if he had seen a ghost, Ma Kui shouted, "Master, what...what is going on?"

After Fangzheng proclaimed a Buddha's name, he said, "Almsgiver, the poor monk said that one million will buy your life, one million will buy your health, and one million will buy your wisdom. It is to buy your life! You just took 300,000, 10,000 a year, and you are now 62 years old, do you still take it?"

"I don't believe it! Who in the world can take someone else's lifespan? You're lying to me!" Ma Kui was about to go crazy, the scene in front of him was simply terrifying! Unbelievable, like a nightmare!

Fangzheng flipped his hand, got an extra mirror, handed it to Ma Kui and said, "I can lie to you, the mirror can't, you can see for yourself."

Ma Kui took a look and was dumbfounded. In the mirror, his face was wrinkled and his old age was fully revealed! Ma Kui made a few expressions, which could be completely matched. This is indeed him!

Ma Kui tried it out, and brought another 10,000 yuan over. Sure enough, his face instantly looked older again!

Ma Kui was so frightened that he quickly threw the money back and shouted, "No more! No more! I don't want any more. Give it back to you! Give me back my life!"

In the end, he found that he couldn't take the money, and he couldn't throw it back!

Fangzheng said: "Benefactor, don't you desire money? Aren't you willing to exchange your youth? Don't you think that you will be happy only if you have money? Why don't you change it?"

"You demon monk... No, you devil, give me my life back! Give me back! Money is good, but life is not important. If you have no money, you can earn it! If you are dead, what is the money for?" Ma Kui called out. road.

Fangzheng laughed and said, "It seems that the benefactor doesn't want to change, does he?"

Ma Kui nodded again and again, "No more, no more!"

Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, then I won't change it!"

Ma Kui saw the money in front of him fly towards the box in front of Fang Zheng, the box closed, and Fang Zheng threw it behind him and disappeared.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ma Kui shivered, only to realize that he didn't stand up at all, but sat on the ground all the time, his buttocks were a little cold, obviously he had been sitting for a while.

Looking at the little monk in front of him again, Ma Kui's expression became extremely complicated.

Fangzheng smiled slightly and said, "Benefactor, do you understand now?"

Ma Kui sighed, got up, bowed and saluted: "Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance, and sea water can't be measured. Master has a good method! I know that I made a mistake, and it will never be like this in the future. Thank you, Master, for pointing out the maze!"

Fangzheng smiled slightly.

Ma Kui bid farewell and left, but there was a brand new wad of incense money in the Buddhist hall.

The lone wolf ran in, took it out and put it in Fangzheng's hand.

Fangzheng laughed and said: "It looks like there are ten thousand, this is really a rich man."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng got up, and the old squirrel drove again by himself, and took Fangzheng back to the back room. One person, one wolf and one squirrel went to cook together again.

Ma Kui went down the mountain and got into a domestic car.

"How about the little monk?" A middle-aged man in the car asked.

Ma Kui said: "God man! It's a pity that he is blind."

"Really that powerful?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Really, I, Ma Kui, have never seen such a powerful master since I grew up! Brother, I always thought that I loved money, but now I know that money is a fart! Brother, after you go back, you should find someone to give it to you Let's drive, I'm going home... Hey, I miss my wife and children." Ma Kui sighed.

"You can figure this out, which shows that he is really capable. As for the driver, can't I drive without a driver? I asked you to drive for me to watch you idle all day and help your younger siblings to watch over you! It will save you everywhere Fooling around..." the man said.

Ma Kui grinned, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

And Fangzheng's side...

"Ahem..."

creak creak...

Aww...

Fangzheng was coughing repeatedly due to the thick smoke, and the squirrel on his head directly turned into a mouse, with a black body...

The lone wolf was covered in ashes, his head was stuck in the snowdrift, and he kept twisting, obviously choking his eyes.

"System, you're starving to death!" Fang Zheng yelled in his heart... This time, the firewood the lone wolf found was too damp, so the fire was lit, and thick smoke billowed in. One person, one wolf, one The squirrels surrendered en masse.

"Your experts said: If you can't starve to death in three days, you can count it as losing weight." The system said.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes, he just wanted to curse! This is too deceitful! Can't starve to death for three days? Which expert said, come out, he promises not to kill him!

At this moment, Fangzheng's phone rang.

"Huh? Someone actually called me? This is a miracle." Fangzheng picked up the phone curiously, but he couldn't see it anyway, so he picked it up casually.

connected!

"Dear customer, this is the Porsche store in Heishan City, your car consultant, Xiaorong. We just came to our store with a batch of Porsche 911, the market price is 2.45 million. If you make an order today, you only need 2.4 million. Take your car away."

"Ahem, excuse me, how did you know my mobile phone number?" Fangzheng was a little confused when he heard that it was a car seller. He was a monk, and he drove up and down the mountain every day? funny? In addition, he was very curious. Few people knew his mobile phone number, even Fang Yunjing and others did not know it, and they could only communicate with Fangzheng on WeChat.

"Uh...recommended by an old customer." The other party hesitated a little and said.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes. This kid is too unskilled to lie. Recommended by an old customer? The people he knows, poor people have to settle accounts when buying a bicycle, and buy a Porsche? Fangzheng knew that this place probably appeared on the 500,000 yuan. As for how the information was leaked, he didn't bother to ask. So Fangzheng took a deep breath, solemnly, and said angrily: "You look down on the poor monk, right? Is the poor monk the one who is short of the 50,000 yuan? Pull black, don't explain, hang up!"

After Fangzheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, just kidding, what he needs is the 2.4 million!

The sales consultant on the opposite side was dumbfounded, looked at the information in his hand, then looked at the phone, and muttered as if he had seen a ghost: "This... Are monks so rich these days?"