A treasure-appraisal maniac

The great monk Fayun, who claimed to be the leader of Baoji Temple, did not understand the scriptures, and everyone was shocked and dumbfounded.

Lu Fei exposed it on the spot, but the great monk denied it.

"The poor monk just felt cold and unwell and was unable to complete the ritual. Please don't insult me, Donor Lu."

"Hold!" .??.??

"It's been all this time and you're still so fucking stubborn."

"You said you were from Baoji Temple in Xiang Province, right?"

"Yes, the poor monk is the first Dharma Cloud of Baoji Temple."

"You damn bald donkey, shut the fuck up!" Lu Fei yelled.

"It's true that there is Baoji Temple in Hunan Province, but the last eminent monk of the Dharma generation passed away as early as the Jiajing period. Did you fucking come back from the Ming Dynasty?"

boom--

The monk's brain was buzzing. He didn't expect that he had been exposed a long time ago. This boy had been teasing Menzi with himself.

"I."

"You and I are a piece of shit. If you want to pretend to be a monk and show off, you have to do your homework well. You can't even understand the fucking scriptures!"

As he spoke, Lu Fei grabbed the monk's eight-and-a-half-pound head and pulled it slightly. The scar on the monk's head was actually pulled off by Lu Fei.

"Fuck!"

"It's fucking made of paper. It's really a fake bald ass!"

"Hahaha, that's so interesting. Brothers, keep an eye on these bald donkeys and don't let them escape." Li Yunhe shouted with a loud smile.

The little milk dog snorted coldly.

"If you dare to come to my uncle Lu's funeral hall and cause trouble, you will be blinded."

"Xiao Yao, smashed his old car for me."

"It's your order!"

Wang Xinlei is the best at this job. He even smashed a Lamborghini yesterday. It felt so good!

"Amitabha, please be merciful to the donors. You can't smash it. This is what I rented. If you smash it, I can't afford to compensate you!"

The fake monk was dumbfounded and cried heartbreakingly, but unfortunately he couldn't stop Wang Xinlei from doing anything.

Ban'er Brick

After hitting the BMW, loud noises reached the fake monk's ears, as if the death knell from the doomsday was constantly calling him.

The fake monk is named Ge Yun. He spends his days doing nothing but cheating to make a living.

In the morning, Ge Yun passed by Taiping Village and saw countless luxury cars driving towards the village. Out of curiosity, Ge Yun followed them to watch the excitement.

When Ge Yun saw it clearly, he was completely shocked by this unprecedented and inhumane incident.

At the same time, Ge Yun also realized that his opportunity to make a fortune had come.

This is not the first time Ge Yun has done this while pretending to be a monk, and he can be said to be very familiar with it.

In order to appear enigmatic, Ge Yun rented a BMW 7 Series sedan to show off.

There were too many people during the day. Ge Yun had been waiting for an opportunity at the entrance of the village. When he saw that the people were almost gone, he started to take action, but he did not expect that he would be defeated in the hands of a young man.

Ge Yun burst into tears when he saw that the rented car was smashed to pieces and was in terrible condition.

It's over, it's all fucking over!

What can I do to compensate for someone else’s car?

This kind of liar is the most hateful, and Lu Fei has no intention of letting him go easily.

"Xiao Yao, call the police and ask the police to come over!"

"receive!"

"thump!"

As soon as he heard about the police report, Ge Yun was so frightened that he knelt down in front of Lu Fei.

"Amitabha. Ouch!"

As soon as Ge Yung chanted the Dharma chant, Lu Fei received a loud slap in the mouth.

"Damn it, if you say one more sentence, I will break all your teeth."

"Dong dong dong!"

Ge Yun kowtowed with a loud banging sound, and a lump the size of an egg bulged on his forehead after just a few kowtows.

"Mr. Lu, please let me go. I will never dare to do it again."

"

Please don't call the police, I really don't dare! "

"Um?"

The moment Ge Yun raised his head, Lu Fei's eyes lit up when he saw a string of Buddhist beads inside the spacious monk's robe.

Pressing Ge Yun's head and taking off the beads, Lu Fei felt excited.

"What's your name?" Lu Fei asked.

"Back to Mr. Lu, my name is Ge Yun."

Lu Fei put the beads in his pocket and said sternly.

"Ge Yun, please listen to me. Today is the day when my father will be buried. I will spare you for now."

"If you let me know that you continue to lie, I will personally send you to hell."

"roll!"

With a bang, Ge Yun was amnesty. After thanking him repeatedly, he took a few friends and fled in a BMW with no ventilation and lights on all sides.

"Cool!"

"In the future, if there is any car-smashing business, I will take care of it all by myself!"

Wang Xinlei is really addicted to smashing, and the million-dollar luxury car turned into a pile of scrap metal in his own hands. The process is really exciting.

After cleaning up the fake monk, everyone was very excited.

Chen Xiang was the most excited. He didn't expect to unlock a new skill of Lu Fei on such an occasion.

This guy actually understands Sanskrit, which is really surprising to Chen Xiang.

Zhang Yanhe patted Lu Fei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"To be honest, I was not convinced at first that Mr. Kong valued you so much, but now I am convinced!"

"You are just a perverted monster. Your future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Mr. Kong's."

"Haha, Director Zhang is so complimentary!"

"Well, you just took the fake monk's beads, take them out and let me use them!" Zhang Yanhe said with a smile.

"Hey, ordinary crappy things can't catch your eye, even if you don't look at them!"

"You kid, please stop playing tricks on me, Gao Congratulations

Nian Ke told me that you are the master without treasure, and any object you get your hands on must start at a million. "

"Stop talking nonsense and take it out quickly."

Lu Fei had no choice but to take out the string of Buddhist beads and hand them to Zhang Yanhe.

Zhang Yanhe picked up the string of eighteen Buddhist beads and just touched his eyes before staring.

"Tridacna!"

Because the light outside was pitifully dark, Zhang Yanhe quickly moved closer to the lamp.

This is a string of one hundred and eight Buddhist beads. Each bead is uniform in size and white in color with yellowish tones in it.

There are ravines on the surface of the beads, which look very much like the ruts of the past.

These beads are neither gold nor jade nor wood. Their name is Tridacna, which is the largest bivalve shellfish in the ocean.

The texture of the clam is tough, and there are a large number of zooxanthellae in the mantle, making it easier to sizing. It has been one of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism since ancient times.

In the past, without high technology, it was impossible to capture clams in the deep sea. Therefore, this thing is a treasure that can be found but not found. Even the royal family regards it as a treasure among treasures.

The one hundred and eight clams on this string of prayer beads are all glued together. It would have been impossible to create such an effect even after 1800 years.

Coupled with the red coral beads, beeswax Buddha head and agate mark, it is simply outrageous luxury.

Zhang Yanhe stared at the string of beads and couldn't move them away anymore.

"Xiao Fei, can you sell me this string of Buddhist beads for a part of your life?"

Lu Fei smiled and said.

"Haha, it's not that I look down on Director Zhang, you can just look at it, you can't afford it."

"Hold!"

"You look down on people, don't you?"

"I'm telling you, my daughter owns a beauty salon. If it's more, 18 million is no problem."

"Looking at the paste, this bunch of clams will at least reach the Ming Dynasty. If it is good, it will reach the Yuan Dynasty."

"In this case, can I pay you two million and sell it to me?"