The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 140 Qingyuan's Amulet
She made a special divination and found out that Luo Chuchu is indeed a very wealthy and noble destiny, but the road ahead is gloomy, and there must be a catastrophe in the future.

Then Yan Wenmao did more calculations, and found that it was the same, and some things were extremely strange and unspeakable.

There is a hidden bond of love between this man and a woman, and the fate between the two is quite deep.If one of them is won, the other must be won, this makes Monk Qingyuan very excited.

The end is approaching, and he only lived to be a hundred years old. If he got these two people, he could prolong his life by at least 20 years.

It was originally expected that the two would be called over when the lottery was drawn, but it seemed that the two were just offering incense and did not plan to do other things.

So I had to let the little monk chase after me. If I miss this time, I don’t know when I will come again next time.

Luo Chuchu said: "Then how does Master Qingyuan plan to teach us?"

She looked indifferent and just asked casually, which made Monk Qingyuan raise his eyebrows.

It shouldn't be.

The road ahead is full of gloom, and the two of them should have already sensed it at this time, so why don't they look like they don't care.

Compared with forcing them to indoctrinate them by themselves, it is most appropriate to actively seek the Dharma.

It stands to reason that at this time, I just need to keep silent and let them leave, and when I encounter disaster, I will definitely come to the door again.

But the two had special identities, without Wenzhong Temple, there would be other Buddhists vying to relieve their worries, Monk Qingyuan couldn't make up his mind to let the two go.

Monk Qingyuan sighed: "Female benefactor, your fate is extremely precious and your luck is not enough. Could it be that you don't feel it yourself?"

There is even something real.Luo Chuchu was a little surprised, but thinking of Sikong Jin's huge purple luck, he still believed in him.

"Well, if there is a lack of luck, does the master have a way to make up for it?"

"..." Monk Qingyuan felt that he was falling into a passive state, but let him give up now?They are already under discussion, how can they give up halfway.

"There is a way, but everything has a price."

Luo Chuchu understood in seconds: "How much money?"

"I don't need half a coin, I just want to form a good relationship with you two." Monk Qingyuan recited a Buddha.

"The ones that don't require money are the most expensive, so forget it, let's go." Luo Chuchu wanted to pull Yan Wenmao away, but Yan Wenmao didn't move, and asked: "If I ask the master for an amulet, what is the price? "

Monk Qingyuan: "..."

I beg you both to hear what I have to say.

However, Yan Wenmao finally asked for something, so he couldn't put on airs to let them go.

Taking a deep breath, Monk Qingyuan got up and took out a box from the small cabinet, and opened it for the two of them to see.

Inside the box lay a golden amulet, strung with golden silk thread, beautifully embroidered, with Buddha on the front and back.It should be embroidered with gold thread, and the Buddha exudes golden light.

"It's so dazzling." Luo Chuchu couldn't help saying.

If it is placed in modern times, it must be the amulet of choice for local tyrants.

"Is this the best?" Yan Wenmao was a little dissatisfied, feeling that the gold color did not suit Luo Chuchu.

"Yes." Monk Qingyuan simply smashed the jar, sold the amulets, and bragged about it.

Finally, Yan Wenmao took out a bank note and handed it to him. Luo Chuchu was curious to see it, but was held back by Yan Wenmao.

"No, he said to give it according to the situation, how much you gave and still let me know?"

The small box was placed in Luo Chuchu's hands. As Yan Wenmao expected, she was really reluctant to wear the golden amulet.

But around his neck was the amulet given by Sikong Jin, if he didn't try Yan Wenmao's, he would inevitably think too much.

Luo Chuchu hesitated for a while, and decided to take off Sikong Jin's amulet and try on this one.Just as he pulled the amulet out of his clothes, Monk Qingyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he took a few steps forward, wanting to say something.

Luo Chuchu was ignorant, but Yan Wenmao helped her straighten her collar, and when she noticed the movement of Monk Qingyuan, he stood in front of Luo Chuchu with a serious expression.

"What does the master intend to do?"

Monk Qingyuan also felt that something was wrong, but the little purple bead was too attractive to him, so he stood still and said, "I wonder if I can show the amulet of the female benefactor?"

"No!" Luo Chuchu hurriedly replied, stuffing the amulet into his chest, and hugging it dearly.

This is her lifeline. If she has to go out someday, this is her power bank. How can she just show it to others.

Monk Qingyuan restrained his excitement, and asked: "Where did the female benefactor get this talisman?"

"I won't tell you." Luo Chuchu pouted.

Yan Wenmao's eyes felt sour when she acted so preciously on the talisman, but Monk Qingyuan's persistent pursuit made him realize something.Could it be that this amulet is really magical?
Luo Chuchu turned to Yan Wenmao and said, "I've already bought everything, and you can see that I put it on, why don't we leave now."

Monk Qingyuan felt anxious, and shouted: "This amulet is very strange, beware of the female benefactor!"

Yan Wenmao frowned when he heard this, hugged Luo Chuchu who wanted to leave, and said, "Listen to what he has to say."

He didn't trust Sikong Jin at first, but the old monk said that the amulet was weird, and he wanted to hear it before making a decision.

Luo Chuchu ran towards Sikong Jin again and again, maybe it was because Sikong Jin used some means against her, but she didn't realize it.

"You nonsense! Don't try to take away my amulet, I warn you!" Luo Chuchu said, unable to leave, staring at Monk Qingyuan.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has fallen into confusion." Monk Qingyuan decided to pretend to the end.At least Yan Wenmao might believe him, he can't just let the two of them go, he must find out who the amulet came from.

Seeing how strong the luck is, the small beads are perfectly filled without any cracks, Monk Qingyuan is ashamed of himself.If it wasn't for him to cultivate by luck, if it were someone else, he would probably think it was just a very ordinary item, which shows that the person who made the amulet was highly skilled.

With such an expert by his side, Monk Qingyuan didn't have the confidence to win him through strength, so he had to take some measures.

Luo Chuchu felt very annoyed. She and Sikong Jin had made an agreement, and Sikong Jin also revealed to her the support of his practice. The two basically complement each other.Didn't this talisman come for nothing, she and Sikong Jin exchanged terms to accept it, and she wanted to take it away just because of a few words from the old monk?
But Luo Chuchu didn't know, the more she repelled her, the more Yan Wenmao suspected that Si Kongjin had tampered with the amulet.

Monk Qingyuan compiled a set of arguments based on his own experience.

He said that using this amulet is actually a way to quench thirst by drinking poisonous fish and drinking poison. At first, you will feel very lucky after wearing it, but this is at the cost of overdrafting your future luck. The longer you wear it, the more harmful it will be to your body.

Because he is familiar with some methods of exchanging qi and luck, monk Qingyuan speaks clearly and logically, even Luo Chuchu can't help feeling that he really knows how to make up one sentence.

If she didn't have the memory fragments of Luo Chu and the raiders, she might really think that Si Kong Jin is a demon.

(End of this chapter)