I think she is a great family in Emperor Yong Yin, but the treasury is under the control of the silly criticized Ji Feixiu.

She operated Nirvana Villa a few days ago and has not made any profit yet, and her usual chewing is all about pawning the night pearl gold and other things.

But this is not enough to make ends meet... She is afraid that it will be a pill sooner or later when she encounters such a lion's mouth!

It’s absolutely impossible to sit and eat the whole country!

I thought about looking back and making more money. I was so sad that I was so sad that I was choking on the surface, covering my face with tears and tears, and even choked up.

"I know it's not easy for a monk, but Master, please look? The little girl's clothes are wearing coarse linen, don't look like she is rich? Alas! She's just flirting, but she can't die at worst! She's all about the compassion of monks, but she's really the world bullying me..."

She smiled sadly, then stood up from the cushion with a sad face.

"Let's wait!"

Master Huishan called her.

How could this cooked duck make her fly?

Master Huishan was squeamish.

"Why...9999 taels of gold?"

He was reluctant for a long time, so he just wiped one or two out?

Master Huishan thought to himself, don’t use bean bags as dry food.

These two are also money, and they are gold! If you convert them, you can exchange a lot of silver!

Zhou Yanqing laughed.

"I'm too poor to pay such a big price. I'm just going to have to make a living, but I'm only one hundred taels, but silver... Oh! Master, don't keep me anymore. The little girl is really sad. So I went back to buy a coffin and organized a funeral for myself..."

She walked out swayingly.

Master Huishan was about to cry.

This pilgrim obviously has a big background, and his expression and aura are born with wealth. Why are you poor to cry here?

But don’t think I’ll be fooled by you!

But I also knew that the little donor was determined to kill the price, so in the end, Master Huishan had to give in aggrieved and give in a little more profit.

Zhou Yanqing and Master Huishan fought for an afternoon, and finally reached an agreement.

Five hundred taels of silver, the deal is completed!

Zhou Yanqing secretly praised himself, so there is no price I can't kill, hahahahahaha!!

...

The satisfied Zhou Yanqing walked out of the incense shed, and the unreliable monk Jingci had been waiting here for a long time for trading.

But unfortunately, as soon as Zhou Yanqing came out of the incense shed, Jingci was caught by a young monk.

"Senior brother, don't take a break here, please help me. We are still busy serving porridge!"

The little monk grabbed Jingci and rushed out of the mountain gate. There were more than a dozen chariots parked here.

Zhou Yanqing followed up with a strange look on his face: "Is this?"

A monk said, "The victims are like the sea, and everyone is not having a good life. We can only try our best to subsidize."

Finally, the monk sighed again with compassion for the world and his sorrow.

"Four years have passed, wars have been going on. This war is the most cost-effective. The people are displaced and have caught up with the natural disasters... Now in this Great Zhou, I don't know how many people will starve to death every day, hey!"

Zhou Yanqing was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly I remembered the previous look of Master Huishan's Lion's speech and the other party's expression of being reluctant to cut his flesh when they were selling their prices...

Monks are not greedy. Even if they destroy their virtues, all the money they get is spent on the steel blade.

Compassion, what is compassion?

Zhou Yanqing was silent for a moment.

"Amitabha!"

Jingci Bao looked solemn and raised his palm to his chest. He held the Buddhist beads and chanted the Buddha's name. There seemed to be a little sadness in his eyes, and there was also a little sadness.

After a long time, he raised his lips, as if he was trapped in a sad past.
Chapter completed!