"Master, why aren't there many boxes, and one box is missing?" When he was called over to pack up his things and go home, the housekeeper asked very discerningly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What did you say, you came to catch the car back, did you ask anything else? Do you want to be whipped too! Zhang was furious. He lost a box of gold ingots, and he was in a heartache, and the butler hit the muzzle.

The housekeeper looked confused, what is going on, didn't the river god come?

"Also, call a few people down to the river and bring me the box of gold ingots. If you can't catch it, don't come back tonight! ”

On the ox cart back to the village, the little girl kept glaring at Qiu Ming angrily, and there were two big words in her eyes - bad guy!

The more Qiu Ming doesn't look at the little girl, the more angry the little girl becomes, you pay for my toys!

"Zhang Jushi, that tree is good, you let people cut it down and pull it home, and I'll make you a few town house wooden signs." Qiu Ming casually pointed to a tree.

Zhang Peel's eyes lit up: "You two, hurry up and cut down the tree that the master said and carry it home." ”

Even if this tree belongs to his family, he is not distressed, and the town house wood brand is definitely more valuable than a tree. As for the fact that this tree is no different from the others in his eyes, it must be that he can't see it with his clumsy eyes, and there must be something special about this tree.

Qiu Ming is just a means of delaying time, he said that he can't be disturbed when making wooden cards, and this peeling will definitely not let people disturb him.

Back at home, Zhang Peel asked someone to bring a meal to Qiu Ming, this time it was much more sumptuous, at least two green vegetables, it seems that Zhang Peel attaches great importance to the town house wooden card.

After eating, the tree was also delivered. Qiu Ming closed the courtyard door and carefully examined the axe in his hand.

Swinging with one hand, it is still a little strenuous, this axe is definitely much heavier than the average solid iron axe.

With a strong slash, the blade of the axe is embedded in the trunk of the tree. Pull it out and slash it again, but with three axes, the trunk thicker than the leg was cut off!

The axe was sharper than he had imagined. But after only three swings, he felt a little sore in his arm.

Take out all the plastic bags of food in the bag and pile them in the corner of the room. At night, burn it directly, and there is no need to bring the garbage back to the real world.

As for this axe, it must be taken away. The vacant space in the bag can be filled in the peeling warehouse.

In the afternoon, Qiu Ming continued to practice the family tradition, and when he was tired, he used the Heart Sutra to recover his strength, and he felt that he had been able to hold on a little longer than the previous two days.

In the evening, the housekeeper sent someone to bring food, and Qiu Ming asked for an oil lamp, a brush and ink, and he always had to make a show in order to really mix it up.

The side quest in the last world rewarded him for his proficiency in Sanskrit, and now it's time for him to try out whether the scriptures written in Sanskrit have any magical effect.

A barely visible wooden board cut out with an axe, a little larger than a palm, Qiu Ming used a brush dipped in ink and wrote on the board the five Sanskrit words "Prajnaparamita".

Looking closely, it seems that nothing works, no glow, and nothing magical happens.

He vaguely remembered that the Taoist priest seemed to draw a talisman or something, and he didn't remember whether the monk drew a talisman or not, but he seemed to have heard that in ancient times, monks copied scriptures for officials, and they used ink mixed with gold powder!

If you look at the Taishang Laojun and the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master in the temple, it is a clay statue with colorful paintings painted on it. As for the Buddha statues, most of them are golden, and even in ancient times, there were many Buddha statues made of gold, even if they were Arhats or something, they had to be golden-bodied Arhats!

Qiu Ming was helpless, and now it was too late to prepare gold powder, so he used this to fool Zhang and peel the skin.

Put things aside, close your eyes and recite the scriptures. It's just that Qiu Ming didn't see that when he was chanting the scriptures, the scripture on the wooden card flashed with a golden light.

The night passed, and as soon as the sky dawned, Qiu Ming opened his eyes. He looked at the hourglass in the space, and estimated that in less than two hours, he should be back in the real world.

Zhang Peeling didn't let the housekeeper knock on the door today, it seems that the sentence "don't let me bother" yesterday is still very useful.

After reciting the sutra again, looking at the hourglass, there was still about half an hour left, Qiu Ming put his bag on his back, held the broken wooden sign he had made shoddyly, and opened the courtyard door.

In front of him was the hypocritical smiling face of the peeling: "Master, is the town house wooden card ready?" ”

"Only one side is done, this is placed in the treasury, which can ensure that the wealth is prosperous, Zhang Jushi and the poor monk go in together, and the poor monk tells you how to place the most wealth."

Peel this Zhang to a place where there are only the two of them, and then, hey, hey~

Zhang Peeling took Qiu Ming to the door of the warehouse, removed the key from his neck, and opened a huge copper lock on the door.

The landlord's wife and the little girl also wanted to follow in, but Qiu Ming stretched out his hand to stop: "The woman is yin, it is not suitable to enter the warehouse, I don't know this common sense?" ”

Where does the landlord's wife know this kind of "common sense", she smiled and took the little girl back, and apologized uncontrollably: "I really don't know, master, then you can go in by yourself." ”

"Retreat to another courtyard, the poor monk wants to use this wooden sign to arrange a formation to gather wealth, the layman and the poor monk have a fate, but how can others eavesdrop?"

"Yes, everyone exit the courtyard, I won't come out for a while, and you won't be allowed to go in if you hear any movement, otherwise your legs will be broken!"

Zhang Peeling also felt that this kind of thing really couldn't be overheard, so he waved his hand to drive everyone out, and then deliberately closed the courtyard door and plugged it in with a bolt from the inside.

Entering the treasury, Qiu Ming looked at the chests full of chests, not only gold and silver treasures, but also silk and satin. This Zhang peeled, with so much money, and treated his subordinates so harshly, he really deserved to be beaten!

Qiu Ming opened the two boxes, which were full of gold ingots. He put down his backpack and began to put the gold ingots into the bag in front of Zhang Peeling, from today onwards, we are rich monks~

"Master, what are you doing, put down my gold!" Zhang Peel pounced on him.

Qiu Ming returned his hand and gave Zhang Peeling a punch in the eye socket, and directly knocked Zhang Peeling on the heel. Then he jumped over, rode on Zhang Peel, and opened his bow left and right.

"You are so rich, and you treat tenants and long-term workers so harshly, your heart is really dark. Lao Tzu will teach you a good lesson on their behalf this time, and see if you dare to whip people casually, and then dare to break other people's legs! ”

At this time, Qiu Ming was like a bully, and he was stunned, was this still a master he knew?

He let out a terrible scream, hoping that someone would come and save him. But everyone else was driven away by the landlord's wife, and even the housekeeper couldn't listen to the secrets of the house! By the time she realized something was wrong, there wasn't even anyone knocking on the door.

When Zhang Peeling didn't dare to move, Qiu Ming got up and continued to load the gold ingots, then looked at the time, hugged the bag in his arms, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Zhang Peel's evil deeds are angry and resentful, and the poor monk will punish him in the lower realm, and everyone can take the money in the treasury!" ”

The landlord's wife finally ordered someone to slam the courtyard door open, and then saw a burst of golden light enveloping the monk, and disappeared with a swish.

Everyone looked at each other, that monk was really a mortal Buddha? And what did the monk say just now, let them take the money in the treasury at will?

The other long-term workers and family members looked at the treasury full of gold and silver treasures, and didn't know who would take the lead first, so they all rushed over with a hula.

Although Zhang Peeling was shocked by Qiu Ming's disappearance, he immediately jumped up at this time, ignoring the pain in his body: "Stop, mine, all this money is mine~"

It's a pity that it's useless at all, even the housekeeper rushed up to grab it, and no one came to help Zhang peel the skin......