The supernatural president is both milky and wolfish. He conquers his wife in his previous life

Shu Fu took out a small knife from her bosom, endured the pain, cut her index finger, and then used the blood on her index finger to sign her name.

The words were red when they were written, and turned golden instantly after they were finished.

"Okay, now, please burn it and you can leave."

There was a red candle on the altar. She reached out, lit the paper on the red candle, and then put it into the incense basin.

Yellow flames rose up and the paper quickly turned into ashes.

After burning it, she didn't leave immediately.

I looked left and right, but didn't see the box with the money.

"Buddha, where's the money?"

Got no response.

"Buddha? I did everything you asked. Where is the one million you promised to give me?"

Shu Fu continued to ask without giving up.

After asking several times and waiting for a long time and seeing no answer, he stood up and prepared to walk to the statue of Guanyin to see what the mystery was.

"Are you deaf?"

An impatient question suddenly came into my ears, and at the same time, I felt a warm breath.

Shu Fu was so scared that she wanted to open her mouth and scream, but the next second, her mouth was covered.

"Didn't I tell you to burn the letter and leave? Why are you still here?" Another impatient question.

But now Shu Fu recognized from the voice that this person was the young master, and her nervousness immediately eased.

It seemed that the young master had been hiding somewhere watching her the whole time. Seeing that she was reluctant to leave, he approached her and asked.

She suddenly felt a little rude, stole a glance at the young master's expression, then carefully took his hand away from his mouth, and then apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was too impatient and offended you. It's my fault, my fault."

"If you know you're wrong, leave now."

Just as the young master was about to leave, Shu Fu grabbed his arm and asked.

"Then, little master, the Bodhisattva promised to give me one million. Where is the money? Do you know where the Bodhisattva put it?"

The young master was obviously offended by Shu Fu's rudeness. He frowned and pushed Shu Fu's hand away with disgust.

"If you still want money, don't bother the Bodhisattva here! I promised to give it to you, and I will give it to you. It's late at night now. If you have anything to say, wait until dawn!"

"Really?" Shu Fu was a little skeptical.

"Then, then how can the Bodhisattva take away my ten years of life?"

The young master finally couldn't help but get angry: "If you don't leave, I will ask the Bodhisattva to break the promise with you!"

"I'm sorry!" This scared Shu Fu.

"No, no, no, please don't. I'm leaving now." As he spoke, he had already run out the door.

Shu Fu returned to Shu Jiajia's ward. Jiajia had fallen asleep before she left and was still sleeping soundly.

She sat in front of the bed, looking at Jia Jia's face, which had turned pale due to illness. Her previously chubby and cute face had become thin.

She touched Jia Jia's head with heartache, thinking that she would get one million at dawn, and felt nervous and expectant.

She sat quietly beside the bed and couldn't fall asleep because she had too many worries.

It was almost dawn when I fell asleep on the bed unconsciously. After a short while, I was woken up by the sound of my roommate getting up.

Seeing that Jia Jia was still sleeping soundly, Shu Fu helped her cover the quilt that had been kicked off, and then hurriedly checked the balances in her various accounts.

But the result disappointed her greatly. Not to mention one million, she didn't even have a thousand dollars left.

Could it be cash?

Shu Fu stuck her head under the bed to see if there would be any surprises, but there was nothing under the bed except some basins.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang. She was afraid of waking up Jia Jia, so she quickly raised her head to answer the call, but she didn't notice that her head was hit hard by the edge of the bed.

She screamed in pain, covering her head, and saw that the caller ID showed that it was a call from her friend Haruko. She quickly pressed the answer button to stop the ringing, and then carefully observed Shu Jiajia's reaction.

Fortunately, Jia Jia just turned over and continued to sleep and was not woken up.

Shu Fu quickly took her cell phone and walked out of the ward.