My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 1011

"He said that these three talismans could save our lives. Is there anything wrong?" Yang Xinyi asked strangely.

"Where is the old monk?"

"Over there, I'll take you."

Yang Xinyi took Ye Xiong to the hall and came to a stall selling Fu.

"Is that him?"

Ye Xiong pointed to a young monk sitting on it and asked.

"Eh, I was here just now. Why did I suddenly disappear?" Yang Xinyi looked around strangely. She didn't find it. Then she went to the young monk and asked, "little master, where's the master who sold fufu here just now?"

"There's no master. I've always been selling fufu." The little monk replied.

"I just saw a monk here and bought him three talismans for 100000 yuan." Yang Xinyi continued.

"Benefactor, our Longyin temple is a famous temple with 100000 runes. It's spread that our temple is still mixed and has long been sprayed to death." The little monk thought Yang Xinyi was deliberately looking for trouble and waved: "go, don't disturb me to sell the Fu."

"I just saw an old monk here. He said that the Fu has five grades..."

"It's still fifth class. All beings are equal. Our temple is not a wealth collecting institution."

What else did Yang Xinyi want to say? Ye Xiong grabbed her and asked, "little master, have you been here just now? Have you ever left?"

"Just now I went to the bathroom." The little monk replied.

The two understood. Obviously, just when Yang Xinyi came to buy the talisman, a liar took the little monk to the bathroom and sat here to deceive her.

Seeing Yang Xinyi's unhappy face, ye Xiong quickly pulled her away, afraid to get angry.

"Wife, don't be angry. We didn't suffer." Ye Xiong smiled.

"I said I didn't suffer a loss. 300000 just drifted away. Can I be angry?" Rao is Yang Xinyi. She usually doesn't pay much attention to money, but she can't swallow it in her heart“ I don't think it will hurt the temple, but I can't swallow the money when it's put in that guy's pocket. "

These three gold talismans will automatically defend when the body encounters an attack, so it is not inappropriate to say that they can save people's lives.

People who understand the value of these three talismans, let alone 300000, 3 million and 30 million.

Since the old monk can make Vajra talisman, he must not be an ordinary figure. He is likely to have reached more than five levels of Qi refining like himself. In this case, he must know the situation of Zhengqi fruit.

Ye Xiong just wanted to say the role of the three talismans again. By the way, he helped her popularize the talismans.

At this time, Yang Xinyi suddenly ran out quickly and stood in front of a monk.

"Liar, give me the money, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

She stopped a monk who was about 50 years old and wearing a new cassock. He was fat and shiny. If he didn't wear this cassock, others would think he was a rich man.

"Benefactor, who are you? Do we know each other?" Asked the fat monk.

"Don't think I can't recognize you if you change into a cassock. Even if you turn into ash, I can recognize you." Yang Xinyi angrily took out the two talismans and smashed them on the fat monk: "pay back the money. If not, go to see the police."

Seeing Yang Xinyi's tough attitude, the fat monk was still pretending and soon softened.

He picked up the two talismans from the ground and said with a smile: "almsgiver, I also sold them to you cheaply for lack of money. In the past, I sold one hundred thousand pieces."

"You blow, blow again."

What else did Yang Xinyi want to say? Ye Xiong came over and said, "Xinyi, the master is right. This talisman is really worth a million."

"Husband, are you kidding? This broken talisman is worth a million?" Yang Xinyi can't believe it.

"This is an authentic Buddhist Vajra amulet. Some people can't buy it with money." When ye Xiong finished, his eyes fell on the fat monk and said with a smile, "I don't know what to call the master?"

The fat monk's eyes fell on Ye Xiong's face and looked puzzled. He seemed surprised that ye Xiong knew this talisman.

"Poor monk Prajna, I don't know what to call this benefactor?" Asked the fat monk.

"Younger Ye Xiong, this is my wife Yang Xinyi." Ye Xiong replied.

"Jiangnan Yexiong?"

"I am." Ye Xiong didn't hide it.

If you want others to be sincere to you, you must be sincere to others first.

"Brother Ye is in the limelight now. In this case, my talismans are embarrassing."

Master Prajna is going to put away the two talismans, but Yang Xinyi suddenly reaches out and grabs them.

"I bought this thing. Do you want to rob it?"

It is said that these talismans can save people's lives. Yang Xinyi's anger will disappear. This kind of treasure can't be lost.

"Although Ye knows some magic, he knows nothing about Fu Li. Thank you very much for the King Kong Fu given by the master."