Zhang Yang smiled silently, his exaggerated arm was raised, and there were two more silver needles in his hand, this chic and mysterious move alone was enough to surprise the old lady in front of him.

The silver needle slowly pierced into the acupuncture point of the foam pool, and after turning it slightly, the Jiuyang True Fire continued to pour in, and Ling Qiule's grandmother immediately felt a burst of relief coming, her eyes became brighter, her breathing was even, and her whole body was much more relaxed.

"How does it feel?"

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang pulled out the silver needle, deliberately sweating profusely, and said in an exhausted posture.

"Feel better, is my cerebral thrombosis really healed?"

Easy to relax, but whether the condition has healed or not depends on the feeling that it will definitely not work, Ling Qiule's grandmother still asked with doubts.

"Well, don't worry, coronary heart disease will not attack again, you can take a deep breath and try it, or go to the hospital to check it after you go back to know whether it is true or false."

After Ling Qiule's grandmother heard his words, she first took a deep breath and took a deep breath, and sure enough, the feeling of tightness and shortness in her chest in the past was gone.

"How much do you charge for my treatment?"

Although I don't dare to say whether I have healed or not, I know that my body has indeed changed significantly.

And for an old lady from a businessman's family, the first thing that must come to mind is to pay for treatment, how can there be any kind-hearted people in these years?

"Old lady, I said just now, our acquaintance is fate, for the sake of money, I will negotiate the price with you just now, and then treat you." Zhang Yang said very realistically.

"Thank you then."

Grandma Ling Qiule expressed her gratitude, she would not rush to take the initiative to give money, the richer she has been these years, the more she picks the door.

Zhang Yang's words convinced her that a doctor who is not for money treats himself, and there is no need to lie to himself.

What's more, what he said was true, if it was really for money, he would definitely negotiate the price first, and the fool would talk about the price after treating the disease.

In Huaxia, the hospital refuses to treat because they can't afford to pay, and there are still fewer dead patients?

"Old lady, I am not only a doctor, but I also have a certain understanding of the occupancy technique, there is a sentence I don't know whether to say or not?"

Since the other party has believed in himself, Zhang Yang no longer hides it, and it was not a good idea to treat her in the first place, so he said with a difficult expression.

In fact, she was not treated, cerebral thrombosis was already no problem, and coronary heart disease did not occur every day, for such a rich old lady, it was easy to treat such a disease.

Just relied on Jiuyang True Fire to adjust her breath and let her relax a little, of course, the simpler the matter, the more directly she could win her trust.

"The fortune-telling technique you are talking about is fortune-telling, right?" Ling Qiule's grandmother immediately raised her vigilance, and said with a questioning look on her old face.

I thought it was no wonder that this doctor didn't charge money, this fortune telling must be slaughtered, and it seems that there are really no kind-hearted people these days.

"Well, that's good." Zhang Yang nodded solemnly in acknowledgement.

"How much is this fortune telling?"

This time, the old lady negotiated the price first, so as not to open his mouth after the calculation, after all, he had just treated himself for free, and if he didn't give it, he would be very faceless.

"I said that acquaintance is fate, just kindness, and no money is charged."

"Alright then, you can just say it."

Ling Qiule's grandmother heard that since it was free, how could she disagree?

If you can't calculate accurately, it's a big deal if you don't believe it, let alone guarding such a big Buddha, does he dare to deceive people?

"Alas, your Yin Hall is black, and everything will not go well recently, and there may even be a bloody disaster."

"How is this possible?"

When Ling Qiule's grandmother heard him say so strictly, her old face began to be angry, and she first questioned and continued: "I come to burn incense and make wishes almost every once in a while, and the Buddha will bless me, what you say is simply ......."

The old lady of the rich family is still a little self-contained, and she originally wanted to scold her loudly, but considering her identity, not to mention that Zhang Yanggang had just treated herself, so she swallowed her words back.

"I know that, too."

Zhang Yang told the truth, and it can be seen from the monk's enthusiastic attitude towards her that this rich old lady often comes to give silver.

After a pause, he continued: "However, the Buddha pays attention to piety in front of him, and sincerity is spiritual, and when you burn incense and make a wish, you have distractions, which is a great disrespect to the Buddha. ”

"How can I be disrespectful to the Buddha, and the incense money I give is the most every time."

Ling Qiule's grandmother was hit by what he said, and immediately became weak-hearted, and took out the incense money.

Originally, it was a formality, spending some money to buy peace of mind, and the real rich people often burn incense and worship the Buddha, but they do it with their conscience, and there are few things that hurt nature and reason?

"Do you think that if you have money, you can buy peace?" Zhang Yang asked disdainfully.

"Old lady, don't listen to his nonsense, you often go to this temple to burn incense and make wishes, the Buddha and his old man can see it clearly, and he will definitely bless you." The monk looked at Zhang Yang angrily and walked over to the old lady.

Zhang Yang can ignore acupuncture and moxibustion in the main hall, if he stops it, he is afraid of offending this rich old lady, she is generous, but she is the god of wealth of the temple.

And when she heard that Zhang Yang actually moved the Buddha out to scare her, then she couldn't stand by and watch, what if this old lady didn't come in the future? The loss of the temple is not small, and she is also a key customer of the temple.

Is it not clear whether the Buddha is true or not? If he could really manifest himself, he would have been lying on the ground and worshipping the Buddha every day.

Let him manifest and give him eight million children, go home and ask for a beautiful wife and a few juniors to have a good time, how can he still do this drudgery of serving people here?

"That's it, grandma, don't listen to him."

Ling Qiule saw that his grandmother was dissatisfied, and he became bolder, and walked up to her and continued: "When you look at his thief eyebrows, he is not a good person, who knows what An's heart is?" I think he deliberately cursed you. ”

Seeing Shen Xue and Feng Yanran and Zhang Yang together, he couldn't look at it well, thinking that this girl was richer than himself? Is it more handsome than yourself?

Why didn't he catch up with the beautiful woman yet, but mixed with him? It's normal for vinegar to make him so angry.

"Old lady, whether you believe it or not, the Buddha will manifest when he is dissatisfied." Zhang Yang made a fool of himself, and his eyes looked at the incense beam burning in the incense burner.

His words naturally drew everyone's attention to him, and as his gaze shifted, they all looked together.

Syllable!

The thick and long incense bundle wrapped in gold paper was suddenly broken in the middle and fell into the incense burner, and the section was extremely neat, and there were traces of fire.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Although the Buddha is theoretically at the level of an immortal who blesses mortals, it is naturally not the same as those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

However, the main hall is so majestic, and the Buddhist shrine is so kind, that people will be in awe after they come in, and in this environment, such a strange scene still makes people panic.

"This ......"

Ling Qiule's grandmother's heart was raised, the facts were in front of her, and she couldn't help but believe it, and said in a trembling voice: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I'll take a look." The monk hesitated for a moment, he still had to figure out what was happening in his own territory, relieved his nervousness, and walked over to take a look.

Although the incense bouquet showed signs of fire, it was very slight and could easily be ignored, and he said that it was just a way to comfort others and comfort himself.

"Old lady, the incense is broken, but it is a great omen of cutting off children and grandchildren, it can be seen that the Buddha is really unbearable." Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly.

As soon as he heard that he had cut off his children and grandchildren, not only Ling Qiule's grandmother, but even Ling Qiule's heart was raised, thinking that this TMD didn't cut himself off?

The richer the person's life, the more nourishing and chic he is, the more afraid he must be of death, he didn't believe it at first, but this disaster befell him, how many dare to insist on not believing?

"Isn't my old woman just distracted when she burns incense? Why did the Buddha and his old man commit such a big sin? How can we atone for our sins? ”

Ling Qiule's grandmother was already teary-eyed, and her words were choked with horror, and she no longer worshiped the Buddha at this time, so she first asked Zhang Yang, a fortune teller, if there was a way to crack it.

At her age, she still has some belief in ghosts and gods, although it is to burn incense and worship Buddha for the sake of face, there are some false ingredients.

But there are thousands of ways to spend money to buy face, why do you have to choose to burn incense and worship the Buddha? This is enough to show that subconsciously still believe in these things.

"Alas, today the Buddha is just giving you a wake-up call, and you can be pious in your heart in the future."

Zhang Yang sighed, and continued with the demeanor of a great immortal: "Also, burning incense and praying for blessings is a good thing, and the Buddha naturally knows that you have taken a lot of incense money, but the sincerity of this incense bundle has been discounted, no wonder his old man is so angry." ”

"What does it mean that the sincerity of the incense bundle is discounted?" Grandma Ling Qiule asked in surprise.

"See for yourself."

Zhang Yang walked to the incense burner, picked up the broken incense, handed it to her and continued: "This incense bundle obviously has traces of burning, it can be seen that it is an incense bundle that has not been burned by others, and it is reused after processing, isn't this deceiving the Buddha?" A bouquet of incense burned twice, how could his old man accept such a thing? ”

He already said this with a provocative tone, to put it bluntly, when everyone believed in him, who cared what he said? Even scolding the street now will not make people doubt the truth of his words.

"Could it be that this TMD is fake?"

Ling Qiule came up, first took the incense bundle and looked at it, this cut off the offspring was about to cut off himself, and the horror in his heart immediately turned into anger.

When he saw that there were traces of fire at the fracture, his face turned green, and a fool could guess that this must have been done by the people of the temple.

"How is this possible?" The monk said with a look of horror on his face.

He thought to himself, could it be that this senior brother who purchased the incense bouquet had a kickback? Nima's, it's okay for you to get some inferior products, but it's not a death to engage in fake bargains like this?