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"Bell, bell!"

When Ning Fei and the three of them came to the field, a bell rang.

"Dear donors, welcome to our Qinghe Temple."

"Today, we will open the doors of Buddhism to explain the mysteries of Buddhism to everyone and benefit all sentient beings."

"Amitabha, may you all be safe and healthy throughout your life."

The middle-aged monk stood in front and said to everyone in a serious manner.

After a pause, he glanced at the little monk next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk announced in a loud voice: "Next, if you want to donate incense, you can put the incense into the merit box." "

Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, thank you for your destinedness."

When some local tyrants in the field heard this, they didn't talk nonsense, and slowly came to the front.

There's no way, people are standing at the gate with merit boxes, if they don't donate incense, how can they have the face to go inside?

Besides, this little money is just a sprinkling of water for many local tyrants.

"Amitabha, Zhao Deqing's donor donated 5,000 pieces of incense!"

At the top was a fat man with a large gold chain around his neck.

After donating 5,000 yuan, the whole person looked at the crowd behind him with a smug face.

As if to show off that he is rich.

"Soil buns, only donate 5,000 yuan."

A middle-aged man in the back looked at the fat man in front of him with some disdain.

After that, he took out 7,000 yuan and handed it to the little monk with his backhand.

"Amitabha, Lord Liu Hua donated 7,000 pieces of incense!"

......

"Stinky tablemate, cousin, how do I feel that these guys are deliberately cheating big guys for money?"

"If you donate incense, you have to read it out loud."

Ling Mengyao, who was standing at the back, looked at the scene in front of her and said with some doubts.

Hearing this, Ning Fei couldn't help but smile.

"You're right."

"The old bald donkey is deliberately cheating these fools for their money."

"And these fools understand it."

Well?

Now that everyone understands that they have been cheated, why do they have to donate so much stupidly?

Is there too much money in the family to spend?

"Big silly girl, aren't you curious, these fools know that they have been cheated, but they are still happy?"

"Actually, the reason is very simple, the key is that the little monk read the incense money out loud."

"Think about it, they are all a group of local tyrants and nouveau riche, what they lack is not those two money, but face."

"If you donate a lot and are read out in public, won't you have this face?"

Being explained by Ning Fei like this, Ling Mengyao and Xia Wan'er suddenly realized.

No wonder these local tyrants donate so much money and are happy.

The co-author came to Qinghe Temple to pretend to be forced.

"Amitabha, three donors are welcome to donate incense money."

"My Buddha is merciful, and I will definitely survive you people who are destined."

A moment later, when it was Ning Fei's turn to do so, the little monk in front of him did not forget to kindly remind them.

Hearing this, Ling Mengyao and Xia Wan'er both frowned.

was originally pitted by these dead bald donkeys, and the sisters were very unhappy.

Do you want them to donate money now?

It's too much!

"Little Master, is there a limit to the amount of money we can donate from the temple?"

"For example, if you donate 100,200,000, will it be exceeded?"

Just when Ling Mengyao and Xia Wan'er were unhappy, Ning Fei opened his eyes wide and asked curiously.

Hearing this, the little monk's eyes lit up.

Could it be that this kid is a big fish?

Yo, I really didn't see it!

Thinking of this, the little monk's face was full of smiles.

hurriedly explained: "Amitabha, how much incense there is, my Buddha never limits how much.

"If the donor donates more, the merit will naturally be more complete, and the Buddha will bless you more in the future."

The little monk's words were nothing more than a reminder to Ning Fei that this incense money is naturally as much as possible.

Seeing this, Ling Mengyao and Xia Wan'er behind them suddenly showed a little anxiety on their faces.

Ning Fei, this guy is crazy?

These dead bald donkeys weren't good birds.

No matter how rich you are, you can't go up the pole and send them over.

"Stinky tablemate, come here, I have something to tell you."

Ling Mengyao gently tugged at the hem of Ning Fei's clothes and couldn't help but speak.

She doesn't want her stinky old fair to be cheated for no reason, so she should be a good wife, and at the critical moment, she naturally has to remind her.

lest the stinky husband get on top.

It's a pity that Ning Fei didn't pay attention to her at all.

Instead, he nodded to the little monk in front of him, and said sincerely: "Amitabha, it is indeed my Buddha's compassion."

"Since there is no limit to incense, then I will donate a little."

Looking at Ning Fei's serious appearance, the little monk roared wildly in his heart: Yes, yes, yes, just donate hundreds of thousands.

However, as soon as this thought rose in his mind, the next second, he saw Ning Fei touching it in his pocket.

Finally, he took out a steel hammer and handed it to him.

Looking at the steel hammer handed over by Ning Fei, in an instant, the little monk was directly stupid.

Didn't you say that you would donate hundreds of thousands?

You...... What do you mean by taking a steel hammer out now?

"Little Master, why are you stunned?"

"Hurry up and help me put it in the merit box."

"By the way, this coin is the heart of the three of us, I hope the little master doesn't mind."

"After all, my Buddha is compassionate, and it doesn't matter how much incense there is, as long as the heart is sincere."

Seeing that the little monk looked sluggish, Ning Fei didn't forget to take out the Buddha to talk about things.

Anyway, isn't this kind of kidnapping of the Buddha the usual routine of this group of dead bald donkeys?

They use the first year of junior high school, and Ning Fei uses fifteen, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"What?"

"A steel hammer, representing the hearts of the three of you?"

"No, since you only donate one steel hammer, then you just asked me to donate 100,000, 200,000?"

After the little monk came back to his senses, he gasped.

His eyes widened, and he asked Ning Fei with an aggrieved expression.

"I just want to ask, is there any limit to your donation of incense."

"And then, you say it yourself, it's unlimited."

Ning Fei shrugged his shoulders and looked at the little monk with an innocent expression.

Hearing this, the little monk couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart:! What kind of trick are you doing to me?

I'll fuck your uncle!

Others donate thousands, tens of thousands.

Why don't you donate a steel hammer, no, it's the three of you who donate a steel hammer, can you ask for Bilian?

My Buddha said that I don't want to cross your group of poor people!