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Chapter 294 Merit Box

Chapter 294 Merit Box

"Master, I brought my son here this time, and I made a special trip to apologize."

Liu Ye grabbed her son excitedly, desperately wanting his son to apologize.

Mo Fan was also very cooperative this time, but instead of apologizing, he opened the black backpack, which contained dozens and dozens of red banknotes.

He grinned and took out several wads of banknotes from it.

As soon as he put it on the table, the master's face immediately beamed with joy, and any unpleasant things before were also swept away in this instant.

"This is a little bit of my thoughts, and it can be regarded as an apology for my reckless behavior yesterday. I hope you don't take it personally."

Mo Fan said very politely.

He put 10 yuan on the table, loudly and happily a little confused.

"It's too polite. If there are some people who don't know each other, what happened yesterday was just a misunderstanding."

He said so with his mouth, but his hands grabbed the other party's money honestly, and kept pulling towards him.

He didn't say a word nonsense about such a large amount of money, and the other party obediently handed it over.

If you stay with those stingy people, you don't know how much lip service you have to spend, but being with cheerful people is more enjoyable than being with those people.

Mo Fan also told the truth, "This is just a prelude. If it is really like what you said, if you can talk to the Buddha, I will donate more sesame oil money."

He patted his bag, and the monk became extra excited and excited.

Looking at the bulging bag of money, it seemed that the bag of money had become his possession.

"Don't worry, monks don't tell lies, and I have also devoted myself to cultivation to become a high-ranking monk, so I won't deceive you in anything."

He brought a mahogany box from the side, with the words merit box written on it.

In front of the two people, he put the stack of red money into the merit box.

There is a lock on it, which seems to be very safe, but in fact it is just a formality.

He has a key for this lock, and each temple will put one. At night, he will open all the merit boxes and take out all the money in the merit boxes.

Part of the money will fall into his pocket, and the other part will be deposited regularly every month in accordance with the discipline of the organization.

After putting the money into the merit box, he slowly sat down.

"This money is not for me. A new batch of health products has been released. The effects are particularly good. People who have used them will basically repurchase them a second time."

He took out a blue box, which said it could treat the spine and even inhibit the spread of cancer cells if consumed for a long time.

Mo Fan glanced at it lightly, the introduction above was a miracle.

Not only can it inhibit the spread of cancer cells, but it can even make your mood happy. If you don't sleep well, you can also improve your sleep.

There are hundreds of introductions in a dense string of texts, all of which are stories from the Arabian Nights.

If what's said above is true, it's really funny.

With such an effect, hospitals may have disappeared long ago. Any disease people have can be improved by taking some health products.

"Does this kind of health care product really have such an effect?" Mo Fan asked innocently.

"Of course. Aunts and uncles who drink a lot of health care products were so painful that they couldn't even get out of bed. After taking health care products, their whole body has become much stronger."

In order to convince him, the monk also took out a huge photo album, which contained some elderly people.

They were all taking photos with the monk, with happy and satisfied smiles on their faces.

"These people have greatly improved their bodies after eating it. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Sometimes I tell so many lies that I can even deceive myself.

The monk is obviously like this, obviously this thing has no effect, but in the end, even he believes that it has these effects.

The highest level of deception is to deceive yourself.

"Okay, then I'll take it back and give it a try."

Mo Fan packed up his things.

The conflict between the two has been properly resolved after what happened today.

Before they left, the master also urged them to come over tomorrow morning.

Classes are held here every morning to explain some useful knowledge to them.

Of course, these are what the master said.

As for whether this knowledge is useful, it is unknown.

Mo Fan followed the other party's agreement and came over early the next morning. The master took him into a room where a group of people gathered.

At first, he thought that only older people were being deceived, but he did not expect that more than half of them were young people.

He specially picked a position near the front, and he also saw those so-called masters gearing up behind the scenes for preparations.

His parents sat on his left and right sides, fearing that he would cause trouble, so they could restrict his activities.

He coughed a few times, and his mother looked over, "The weather has turned cold recently, if you don't listen to me asking you to wear more clothes, you probably have a cold."

"I'm fine. It's just that there are a lot of people here and I feel my voice is a little hoarse."

Mo Fan felt that the atmosphere was smoky, and there were hundreds of people in a small room.

Among them are some who smoke, the air here is not circulated, once they smoke like this, the fresh air inside is pitifully small.

Except for him, the others seemed to be unable to feel it, and they sat on the spot intently, just to listen to the master's lecture.

In their anticipation day and night, the master finally made his debut.

The purpose of so-called classes, which is brainwashing, is to make these people believe that health care products are more effective than any magic weapon.

"Everyone buys health products to ensure their health. Instead of spending money to go to the hospital to suffer, it's better to buy these things and enjoy the family happiness with your family."

The monk talked about it with great relish. His dharma name is called emptiness, which also means to make him empty of all four elements.

But all the things he narrated showed greedy desires.

"If you are willing, I am willing to save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Clap clap clap!"

The people under the stage burst into thunderous applause. They were clearly brainwashed, and they had a mysterious trust in the master.

After the speech was finished, they consciously took out the money and put it in the merit box next to it, which can be regarded as praying for the family members.

Mo Fan hid at the end and said: "This merit box may not fit in the box, so I'd better ask a few people to follow me to get it!"

Hearing this, his heart immediately burst into joy, this is a huge fat fish, if he flatters and flatters him, and establishes a good relationship in the future, Hechou has no money to spend!

(End of this chapter)