"It's worthy of being Tang Zejun!"

The old monk secretly admired him: even the ghosts who were randomly used to do odd jobs are "withered". With my strength, it may not be too difficult to kill a "withered" ghost, but it is almost impossible to capture a "withered" ghost alive, and to surrender, sign a contract, and be driven willingly by others!

After a while, Tang Zeqian, who had finished washing, came out. He came straight to the old monk, and said with a slight tantrum in his heart: "The Zen master came here so early in the morning. Is there anything important thing?"

Half a month ago, he once sold a high price to the old monk a Maitreya Buddha ornament that can relieve disasters and difficulties, relieve sorrows and worry, and enlighten his mind.

At that time, he felt that the price was too high and he felt a little disgusted, so he added another trick and gave a finger-sized jade gourd as a gift.

The old monk rushed over early in the morning. Could it be that he realized he was fooled and wanted to return the goods?

"I have two main things to come this time. The first thing is to thank the owner in person. The jade gourd given to me by the owner before was very effective. Fortunately, I was protected yesterday, so I could escape the disaster..."

"You are polite to Master Zen!" Tang Zeqian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as it was not for the return of the goods, everything would be easy to negotiate.

In fact, he was also a little surprised, mainly because he didn't expect that the Feng Shui ornaments and videos sold in Gouxuan Pavilion had such a good effect. Judging from the old monk's tone, it should be that the "jade gourd" helped him become a disaster.

Zen Master Wuneng continued: "The second thing is to buy a batch of magic tools with the same specifications as the 'jade gourd' from the owner..."

Hey!

When Tang Zeqian heard that the old monk was going to buy a lot, his eyes couldn't help but lit up.

Of course, as a typical Chinese traditional culture, even if you feel proud, you cannot express it too clearly at this time. After all, being low-key is a traditional virtue of our Chinese.

However, his smile-like expression seemed a little unfathomable when it fell into the old monk's eyes.

The old monk was a little nervous. After all, he had seen the power of the "jade gourd" with his own eyes. Such a magic weapon is definitely not something that ordinary people can refine! At least it must be a sixth-level Onmyoji or a great alchemist, so that it can be refined.

Moreover, it is impossible to be refined overnight - a magic weapon will take ten days and half a month, right?

The old monk felt that it was already very generous to have the owner of the museum that could give him a powerful "jade gourd". Now he is so presumptuous and wants to buy a "batch" when he opens his mouth. It is really a bit difficult. Is it really worthwhile to think that the magic weapon in the "Houxuan Pavilion" is a valuable cabbage?

"Amitabha! I also know that this requirement is a bit too much, but the situation is critical at the moment. Although I have survived a disaster, the many monks and disciples of Benyuan Temple are afraid that there will be disasters..."

"No need to say more about Zen Master!" Tang Zeqian pretended to be relaxed, "I still have some magical tools here to survive, so I will sell them to Zen Master at a cost!"

As he said that, he quickly took down all the Feng Shui ornaments and ornaments left on the ancient shelf, prepared to pack them together, put them in a box and hand them over to the old monk.

When the green running lamp on the side saw that he had taken down the wood carving that sealed her, he was anxious. If the wood carving was really sold to the old monk, wouldn't she be able to stay here to absorb the spiritual energy?

Seeing that the old monk's cultivation is amazing, even if he is not sealed in the wood carving, he is afraid he is not an opponent. If his body is sealed, only his soul will be left, and he will not be an opponent of the old monk...

Thinking of this, she immediately strode forward and picked out the Shikigami wood carving: "This one cannot be sold!"

Tang Zeqian was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he could not help but feel embarrassed and said, "I almost forgot! This is a gift from Mr. Ishida Ichiro, not a magic weapon sold in the store. He almost got mixed up with fish... "

——Whose fish eyes? Whose fish eyes? Auntie, I am even more beads than beads!!

Qing Xingdeng was very unhappy. She gritted her silver teeth and squeezed and hit her gently, which staggered Tang Zeqian, then snorted and began to package it. These magical instruments contained extremely special spiritual energy. She had already regarded these magical instruments as her own bag, but she didn't expect to sell them to the old bald donkey so soon. But the old bald donkey was quite powerful and could not beat them. She could only take advantage of the last time she changed hands, take some oil and quietly suck some spiritual energy on the magical instruments.

Tang Zeqian was staggered several steps after being hit. He rubbed his arms and couldn't help but say in his heart: How could a pretty girl ride the ball and hit someone?

If there weren't guests here today, hum...

Soon, the twenty items on the Bo Ancient Shelf were packed and handed over to Zen Master Wuneng.

The old monk put his hands together and said, "Thank you, the master of the museum, for the cost of these magical tools..."

Tang Zeqian smiled slightly and said, "Since the master is in urgent need, it's hard for me to start the price. Just follow the price of the last time. I'll give you another 20% off, and you'll charge a total of 8 million!"

The old monk was shocked!

——Your Excellency the owner is really a very high-quality person, and his mind is as bright as the wind and moon.

The old monk knew very well that if he went to Onmyoji to find a great Onmyoji to make a magic weapon of the same specification, it would cost five or six million yuan per piece, and he had to provide various materials for making magic weapons himself.

However, now more than twenty high-level magic weapons made by the Great Onmyoji are sold for only 8 million yuan? I’m afraid that the master of the museum can’t even recover the cost?

Thinking of this, Zen Master Wuneng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with a serious expression and handed it to Tang Zeqian.

"There is a lotus seed in it. It is passed down by the founding ancestor of the Honen Temple, Saint Shinran, from 800 years ago. It is said that the lotus seeds that Saint Shinran, after his cultivation has been achieved, were able to enter the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom. They have been passed down from the Buddha Kingdom as a holy object of this temple to the next generation of disciples..."

"Today, the master of the museum has great kindness to Hongan Temple. I have no choice but to give it to you. I can only express my gratitude to you with this lotus seed. I hope the master of the museum will not refuse!"

"This is not very good..." Tang Zeqian was a little embarrassed. In fact, he had made a lot of money by selling the Feng Shui ornaments to the old monk. He would be a little too greedy to take the holy objects inherited from the temple.

Although this holy object is just a lotus seed, it has been passed down for at least 800 years.

However, the old monk bowed slightly, held the porcelain bottle with both hands and said, "Please accept it by Tang Zejun!"

"Oh well!"

Tang Zeqian took the porcelain bottle helplessly and looked at the old monk's stubborn expression. If he didn't accept it, the old monk would probably be able to bow in front of him all day long.
Chapter completed!