Fang Zheng said: "There are three million here, you can take it yourself. Remember, if you take away one million dollars, I will take away an equal amount of your life span, health and wisdom."
Ma Kui never expected that the monk in front of him was so rich that he would actually use money to buy it! He immediately laughed and said to himself: "This is really a fool! Money is tangible, but health, life span, and wisdom are tangible.
What? He can take the money, but how can a monk take those intangible things?"
So Ma Kui unceremoniously took a wad of money, looked at it, and checked. Sure enough, it was brand new in RMB. It was definitely real! It felt great! The wad was worth 10,000 yuan. Ma Kui was very happy to take it.
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But as he held it, Ma Kui was horrified to find that there were many wrinkles on his hands! The originally tight skin also became loose!
"What's going on?" Ma Kui quickly checked his hands, they were all old!
Ma Kui shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Master, what on earth is going on?"
After Fang Zheng proclaimed a Buddhist name, he said: "Donor, the poor monk said that one million will buy you life, one million will buy your health, and one million will buy your wisdom. This first million,
Just buy your life! You just took three hundred thousand, ten thousand a year, and you are now sixty-two years old, do you still take it?"
"I don't believe it! Who in the world can take away someone else's life span? You are lying to me!" Ma Kui was going crazy. The scene in front of him was simply terrifying! It was unbelievable, like a nightmare!
Fang Zheng flipped his hand and found an extra mirror. He handed it to Ma Kui and said, "I can lie to you, but the mirror can't. Just take a look at it yourself."
When Ma Kui took it and took a look, he was dumbfounded. His face in the mirror was full of wrinkles, and his age was clearly revealed! Ma Kui made a few expressions, and they matched them perfectly. It was indeed him!
Ma Kui tried his hand and brought over another ten thousand yuan. Sure enough, his face instantly looked older!
Ma Kui was so frightened that he quickly threw the money back and shouted: "No more! No more! No more! I don't want it anymore, I'll give it back to you! Give me my life back!"
As a result, he found that he couldn't take the money and couldn't throw it back!
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, don't you long for money? Aren't you willing to trade your youth for it? Don't you think you will be happy only if you have money? Why don't you trade it?"
"You demon monk... No, you devil, give me my life span! Give it back to me! Although money is good, life span is not important. If the money is gone, you can make money! If you have no life, what is the use of money?" Ma Kui shouted
road.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "It seems that the donor doesn't want to change, right?"
Ma Kui nodded repeatedly and said: "I won’t change it anymore, I won’t change it anymore!"
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, then we won't change it!"
Ma Kui saw the money in front of him fly towards the box in front of Fang Zheng, the box was closed, and then Fang Zheng threw it behind him and disappeared.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Ma Kui shivered. Only then did he realize that he had not stood up at all, but had been sitting on the ground. His buttocks were a little cold. Apparently he had been sitting for a while.
Looking at the little monk in front of him, Ma Kui's expression became extremely complicated.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Donor, have you figured it out?"
Ma Kui sighed, stood up, bowed and said: "Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Master, it is a good idea! I know I was wrong, and I will never do this again in the future. Thank you, master, for your guidance!"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly.
Ma Kui said goodbye and left, but there was a brand new stack of incense money in the Buddhist hall.
The lone wolf ran in, took it out and put it in Fang Zheng's hand.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "It looks like he has ten thousand dollars. He is really a rich man."
After saying that, Fang Zheng stood up, and Squirrel drove himself again and took Fang Zheng back to the back room, where one person, one wolf, and Squirrel once again worked together to cook.
Ma Kui went down the mountain and got into a domestic car.
"What about the little monk?" asked a middle-aged man in the car.
Ma Kui said: "God! It's a pity that he is blind."
"Really that powerful?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Really, in my whole life, Ma Kui, I have never seen such a powerful master! Brother, I always thought I loved money, but now I know that money is nothing! Brother, after you go back, you should find someone to give you something.
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 indeed capable. As for the driver, without a driver, I can't drive by myself? I asked you to drive for me because I want you to be idle all day long, so I can help my brothers and sisters keep an eye on you! It will save you money everywhere.
Fooling around..." the man said.
Ma Kui grinned, stepped on the accelerator, and left.
As for Fang Zheng...
"Ahem..."
Zhizhizhi...
Ouch...
Fang Zheng was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly. The squirrel on his head turned into a mouse, all in black...
The lone wolf was covered in fly ash, his head stuck in the snowdrift, and he was twisting and turning, apparently choking his eyes.
"System, you are going to starve people to death!" Fang Zheng shouted in his heart... This time the firewood the lone wolf found was too wet, and the fire was lit. As a result, thick smoke billowed, and one person, one wolf, and one person were killed.
The squirrels surrendered collectively.
"Your experts have said: If you can't starve to death for three days, you can treat it as losing weight," the system said.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and just wanted to curse! This is too deceptive! Can you starve to death for three days? Which expert said that if you come out, he promises not to beat him to death!
Just then, Fang Zheng's phone rang.
"Huh? Someone actually called me? This is a miracle." Fang Zheng picked up the phone curiously, but he couldn't see it anyway, so he picked it up casually.
Connected!
"Hello dear customer, this is the Porsche store in Montenegro, your car consultant, Xiao Rong. We have just received a batch of Porsche 911 in the store, with a market price of 2.45 million. If you make a reservation today, you only need 2.4 million.
Take your car."
"Ahem, excuse me, how did you know my mobile phone number?" Fang Zheng was a little confused when he heard that he was selling cars. He is a monk who drives up and down the mountain every day? How funny? In addition, he is very
Out of curiosity, very few people know his mobile phone number. Even Fang Yunjing and others don't know it. They can only communicate with Fang Zheng on WeChat.
"Uh... Recommended by old customers." The other party hesitated slightly and said.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes. This kid is too unskilled to lie. Recommended by old customers? He knows people who are poor and have to settle accounts to buy bicycles, and also buy Porsches? Fang Zheng knows that most of the five hundred thousand people who appear here are
As for how the information was leaked, he didn't bother to ask. So Fang Zheng took a deep breath, said seriously and angrily: "You look down on the poor monk, right? Is the poor monk the one who missed the 50,000 yuan? Block him?
, No explanation, hang up!"
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly. What a joke, what he lacked was the 2.4 million!
The sales consultant opposite was dumbfounded. He looked at the information in his hand, then at the phone, and muttered as if he had seen a ghost: "Are all monks so rich these days?"