Chapter 660: The Abbot's Routine is Deep

"Master...... I didn't bring any money, you see......" Su Manman turned out his purse, and then showed it to the abbot, she really didn't take the money.

"Uh!" The abbot glanced at Su Manman with his incorrigible eyes, and Su Manman had no choice but to giggle twice.

In the end, the abbot master had no choice but to say: "Forget it, although the old man has a thousand gold, but we are destined, I will not accept your silver, I will give you a hexagram for nothing!"

Why did this style of painting suddenly change, from asking for money to not asking for money...... No, there is a conspiracy!

Su Manman's eyes rolled, the big deal is that the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, no matter what, she just doesn't pay for it, the abbot wants to count it, let him count it, hehe!

"Well, then please let me do the math, I have heard of the name of the master for a long time, and now I finally see it, I have no regrets in this life!" Su Manman blinked again, looking at her sincere little eyes.

When the abbot saw Su Manman's scoundrel appearance, he suddenly trembled a few times in pain, and wanted to drive this goods out, but then he thought about it, for the sake of his great image, he still endured it, for the sake of Miaoweiju dim sum, who let him take this bite!

No one really knows that Master Abbot likes the dim sum of Miaoweiju, but it's a pity that the dishes are too high on weekdays to always buy them, so no one really knows this.

"Then I'll give you a divination!"

The abbot used the six-coin compensation algorithm.

Su Manman took the copper coin and put it into the tortoise shell, she came to Huangjue Temple this time to ask God and worship the Buddha, so she recited what she thought three times very devoutly, and then began to shake the tortoise shell, a total of six in and six out.

The old abbot memorized the hexagrams one by one in his mind, pinched his fingers and began to count.

The solemn appearance of the words made people nervous, and Su Manman unconsciously raised his heart and straightened his body.

Suddenly, the abbot put down his hand, his face became expressionless, and Su Manman asked in a loud voice: "Abbot, how, how?"

Master Abbot shook his head heavily: "Donor, it's not good, it's not good, you have to be mentally prepared, what you ask for may not go well!"

"Master, what is the result?"

"The result is only five or five, and of course the final result may be smoother, but there are too many twists and turns, which cannot be changed by manpower, you can figure it out yourself!"

"Really?" Su Manman smiled awkwardly, what she was asking for was Zheng Jingyi's peace or not, saying that it was five or five, does it mean that the final outcome is not certain?

However, it is more likely that it will go well after listening to the master's meaning, that is, the result may be good, as long as it goes well in the end, but why is it so uncomfortable in my heart? Sure enough, I was still affected by this abbot.

"Master, I was insincere just now, and if I am not sincere, it will not work, is this hexagram not necessarily accurate?"

The abbot smiled meaningfully and looked at Su Manman's dying struggle: "Really?"

Su Manman was hit by these words, and he lost all his confidence, isn't it more likely to be good? Not necessarily, the master's ability is not good, and the calculation is not accurate.

A truly capable master is still rare, this abbot really doesn't look like a master, although many people call him a master, but Su Manman is a little repulsive to this statement, if something happens to Zheng Jingyi, just thinking about it will make me feel heartbroken, let alone really accept it.

"Master, is there a way to crack it?" Su Manman still confessed, just do it to break the wealth and avoid disasters or something, it's a big deal to give more silver, she took the initiative to jump into the pit!

The master smiled deeply: "There is naturally a solution. The temple needs to build a new dining hall, alas, but unfortunately because of the lack of money, I don't know ...... lost in the hands of the owner."

"Yes, yes, I will give you two hundred taels...... No, five hundred taels of sesame oil money!"

"Hey, hey, hey. The abbot smiled his trademark lewd smile again.

Su Manman realized later, didn't she fall into the pit, how did she get her five hundred taels of silver to others?

"Come on, come on, this amulet is the work of the old man's painstaking efforts, and it has been enshrined in front of the Buddha for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and after wearing it, keep your wishes come true!"

Su Manman hung the talisman around his neck in a daze: "Oh!" But how did she look at it, how did she feel like the peace charm sold to the public outside for ten cents.

“…… Thank you, Master. "Thank you!

"Okay, no thanks!" The abbot Le's teeth were gone, and Su Manman felt that he looked like a weasel.

"This talisman, the donor must bring it well, and you must not leave it, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!" The abbot changed back to an unfathomable look, and then the words changed, "The donor's sesame oil money can be put into the merit box, the female donor, good will be rewarded, Amitabha, it's good to go!"

"Farewell. Su Manman was stunned by the abbot's face-changing technique, and was invited out of the gate in a daze after promising five hundred taels to others.

Hey, didn't she just come here to deliver a snack?!!!

I returned to the small courtyard of my house in a daze, and I saw Sixi and Vanilla with their heads together, and I didn't know what they were talking about, the discussion was so lively, and they were still holding something in their hands.

"What are you two doing?" asked Su Manman, puzzled.

"Miss, you're back. You see, this is the peace charm that Vanilla and I just went to the front hall to ask for, and it cost a full ten copper plates of sesame oil!" Sixi said with a chatter.

"Oh? Su Manman held a peace charm in his hand.

This is a sachet, made of very ordinary fabric, the peace charm is contained in the sachet, this sachet is very familiar, and the abbot just gave her the peace charm outside the sachet is exactly the same, even the stitches on the side are not bad.

Su Manman opened the sachet and was about to take apart the peace charm inside, but was stopped by Sixi: "Miss, give it up, the talisman inside can't be opened casually, it won't work if it is opened!"

“…… Really?" Su Manman asked suspiciously, didn't she know if she had been deceived?

"Hmm!" both Sixi and Vanilla nodded heavily, indicating that it was true.

Su Manman had no choice but to stuff the peace charm into the sachet again, and gave it back to Sixi: "Then you can bring it yourself!"

She felt that the peace charm in her neck was like grass, and she was uncomfortable with the thorns, whether this thing was real or fake, her five taels of silver...... Five hundred taels ...... Five hundred taels ...... Five hundred taels.

Su Manman felt that she might not be able to sleep well for a long time, with so much silver, what kind of thing did she buy and come back?