Violent sword repair teaches you to be a human being

Chapter 85 The Heartfelt Stand-in Female Protagonist ([-])

Lin Zhen nodded, and blatantly fled under the eyes of this master, leaving only a string of Ye Ling's bank card number: "Remember to send me the money on time!"

"Alas..." The monk sighed: He is just a liar who only preys on rich people, and he is really helpless when he encounters such an unscientific thing.I can only apologize to that benefactor Zhao Shao...

Zhao Shao fainted for four hours.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn outside the window, he woke up leisurely, grinning and rubbing the back of his head, his whole body exuded a sense of exhaustion that was beyond love.

The master he hired for 300 million yuan has been watching him. Seeing him open his eyes, he recited "Amitabha Buddha" again: "Almsgiver, you are awake."

Zhao Shao looked at him with resentment: "Master, I spent 300 million and this is the result? Didn't I still get beaten up!"

"I'm sorry, benefactor." The monk copied the script Lin Zhen gave him without any guilt, and said, "The poor monk misestimated the cultivation level of that ghost. The ghost is really fierce, and the poor monk can't do anything about it."

"Then what should I do?" Zhao Shao frowned anxiously, "Am I really going to die at the hands of that ghost?"

"Don't worry, benefactor." The monk reassured Zhao Shao, "Although I can't do anything about that ghost, there is a magic weapon in my temple that can suppress her and keep the benefactor from being entangled by the ghost. It's just..."

He intentionally hesitated to speak, which whetted Zhao Shao's appetite.

Zhao Shao asked anxiously: "Just what?"

The monk said leisurely: "It's just that the magic weapon needs to be made of gold, and it needs to use a full five catties of gold at a time!"

Zhao Shao waved his hand and said, "What is five catties of gold! This is what I want!"

He calculated the price in his mind: a mere 100 million, if it can really solve this matter, it's nothing!
This master was very proficient in using this method, and he knew that Zhao Shao had no doubts at all when he heard that it was a magic weapon that needed gold.So, he added: "Benefactor, this magic weapon can only be used for one day at a time."

The implication is: You have to prepare five catties of gold every day.

"What?" Zhao Shao originally thought it was a once-and-for-all matter, but after such a calculation, it would cost more money, "Can't you just use that magic weapon to kill the ghost?"

The master lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "Benefactor, it's not bad if it's an ordinary goblin or ghost, but the ghost that haunts you has a good cultivation level, and that magic weapon can only temporarily suppress her..."

Zhao Shao frowned upon hearing this.

Seeing his expression, the master understood the truth that too much is too late, and people can't see no hope at all, so he changed the subject and said: "However, the ghost is suppressed by the magic weapon, and the ghost energy in her body will be gradually suppressed by the magic weapon." She will be completely wiped out within half a year at most."

This... sounds good, but it's too expensive.

Seeing that Zhao Shao was moved, the master quickly struck the iron while it was hot, and said, "This magic weapon has been handed down from our temple since the Tang Dynasty. It is very effective and miraculous. It can definitely solve your worries as a benefactor."

"Okay." Zhao Shao touched his bruised face, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just use that magic weapon."

Great, he's hooked!

The master turned the rosary in his hand and said, "Then I'll go back to the temple and bring the magic weapon?"

Zhao Shao was actually a little vigilant in his heart, he was worried that the master would take his money and run away, rolled his eyes and said: "Master, I am a little worried that the ghost will come back to look for me again, you are still here to accompany me me."

"Alright." Now the monk looked at Zhao Shao as if he were looking at a gleaming golden mountain, and naturally responded to his request, and said, "Then I will ask the monks in the temple to bring the magic weapon. "

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, and then said to Zhao Shao, "Okay, the magical artifact will be delivered soon."

About an hour later, the doorbell of the villa rang. The master opened the door and took the blue cloth bundle, and put it on the coffee table in the living room: "Benefactor, the magical artifact has arrived."

Looking at the bundle, Zhao Shao felt at ease, and hurriedly urged, "Open it up and have a look!"

The bag was very thick, with three layers inside and three layers outside. The master unwrapped the bag very lightly, revealing the golden magic weapon inside—a gold-plated seven-story pagoda.

Zhao Shao took a close look at the pagoda, and felt that the divine light was incomparably sacred, and exclaimed in admiration: "This magic weapon is really extraordinary!"

"That's natural." The master smiled slightly while holding the rosary and said, "The magic weapon has arrived, so let's start to practice it. Donor, have you prepared the magic weapon?"

"Yeah." Zhao Shao nodded and said, "I happen to have several pure gold Buddha statues at home, are they available?"

The master nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zhao Shao hurriedly moved the Buddha statues, watched the master put the Buddha statues next to the pagoda, then sat down cross-legged, still chanting.

After a while, there was a faint golden light in that pagoda!
It's amazing!

The master closed his eyes tightly, his hands were hanging above the pagoda, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, as if he had spent a lot of energy.

Zhao Shao was so intimidated by this battle that he didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only quietly squat aside and watch the movement of the master fighting the ghost.

Then he saw that pagoda actually flew up!

The pagoda slowly floated up to the height of a palm, and seemed to be shaking and struggling from side to side, which did not conform to the gravity of the earth!

Zhao Shao was stunned by this seemingly unscientific scene, and his heart was filled with admiration for this master.

There was cold sweat on the master's forehead, his hands hung above the pagoda, and he pressed down forcefully.

Obviously he didn't touch the pagoda, but the pagoda actually sank slowly, and finally landed on the table and stopped shaking.

The master opened his eyes.

Zhao Shao quickly leaned forward and asked, "Master, has that ghost been suppressed already?"

"Yes." The master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said seriously, "This ghost is really dangerous. I almost let him run away just now. Don't worry, benefactor, I have suppressed her now."

Zhao Shao breathed a sigh of relief: "That would be great."

"Don't take it lightly." The master looked serious, pointing to the pure gold Buddha statue on the table and said, "When the gold on the table is about to be used up, you must replenish it in time, otherwise the ghost will run out and try to catch her again." It is difficult. So the donor should prepare enough gold first."

He was distracted by the tense atmosphere before, but now Zhao Shao finally came back to look at the Buddha statue on the table: "Why is there no Buddha head on this Buddha statue?"

"Consumed by the magic weapon."

Zhao Shao looked stunned: "Is this the way this magic weapon consumes gold? It's amazing!"

(End of this chapter)