Yang Ning's words stunned Tula.
But he didn't say anything.
After all, he is a saintly monk-level figure, so he can't back down just because of someone else's words, right?
Is that too cowardly?
Moreover, thinking of Kang Min's tricks of concealing the truth, Tula felt that Yang Ning's words might not be accurate.
Kang Min could even deceive the destiny of heaven, but how could he not deceive Yang Ning even though he was thousands of miles away?
Thinking of this, Holy Monk Tula asked Yang Ning: "In this case, is this the end of today?"
Yang Ning responded: "Okay, please ask the holy monk to remember his promise."
Tula looked at the TV screen where he came from, then looked at the soul lamp in Yang Ning's hand, and finally looked at the little bald man beside him, and asked: "Then, how do I go back?"
Yang Ning looked at the little bald head and said, "You should go back from the TV. After all, if you leave the country without an entry record, it will be troublesome for you to fly."
Tula glanced at Li Bai, "For the Special Administration Bureau, this is just a phone call."
Yang Ning: "Really?"
He looked at Li Bai.
Li Bai said without hesitation: "No, the Special Administration Bureau is not that capable."
"Holy monk, I'm really sorry. You'd better go back."
Tula:"???"
"Young man, can't you be a little bitch like you? You need to be more generous!"
Li Bai: "I'm so sorry. Recently, there are people in Zhongzhou who are using ghosts to raise evil spirits. It's very dangerous! All outsiders must be strictly investigated!"
On the side, Yuhan Fozi, who had not spoken just now, complained helplessly: "No, are you trying to beat my master into a stowaway?!"
Li Bai: "Isn't he?"
Yuhan: "..."
Yang Ning saw that Li Bai refused to give in. He was not the kind of person who liked to intimidate others.
Then he said to the little bald head: "Send the holy monk back, remember to be polite."
"OK!"
The little bald man nodded, walked to Tula and stretched out his hand, "Grandpa Holy Monk, shall we go?"
Holy Monk Tula glanced at the kid in front of him with complex eyes, and there was an obviously unacceptable look in his eyes.
Seeing this, Li Bai smiled and said: "Holy Monk, please stop holding it at this time. If you continue to hold it, you will become a member of the Sanwu in Zhongzhou and will be cleaned up."
Monk Tula's face turned green and red for a while, so he could only hold the little bald man's hand and walk towards the TV screen.
Except for the unsightly movements of raising their feet when digging into the TV screen and the somewhat complicated facial expressions of the old holy monk, the whole group looked harmonious.
Once the holy monk Tula left, the rest was very simple.
Even though the old holy monk left, Yuhan did not dare to sit down anymore. He stood with an extremely cautious look and said to Yang Ning: "Then, master, should I take away Lorraine's soul lamp first?"
Yang Ning agreed: "Well, take it away."
Yuhan asked: "Then, what apology and apology do we give you?"
Yang Ning waved her hand very generously and said, "There's no need to apologize. Just make amends."
Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. For the seven holy monks of Tianxiang, this was the best result.
Because although the assets of the saints are priceless, the faces of the saints are more priceless than their assets!
Yuhan thought for a while and asked, "Then, do you still have the money for me to buy the red rope from you?"
Yang Ning was as generous as ever. He pushed the two small red ropes in front of Yuhan and said casually: "I'll give it to you, Your Highness, I wish you good luck."
Yuhan felt a little strange now.
Everything seemed to be going very smoothly.
He carefully put away the cup-shaped candle with dancing flames and the two small red ropes, and asked with some worry: "Master, will the flame of this soul lamp go out?"
Yang Ning rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, even if you put it out, this flame won't be extinguished."
"Yes Yes!"
Yuhan put away the soul lamp and said: "Master, if you designate a place for 300 million US dollars, you may need a larger place."
As he said that, he took a look at Yang Ning's shop and said, "If you put them in your shop, they can be accommodated, but putting them all in boxes would affect the appearance too much, wouldn't it?"
"I don't want U.S. dollars, I'll exchange them for Xia Yuan."
After Yang Ning finished speaking, he looked at Li Bai and asked, "Can you find a place to put the money for me? I'll pay the rent."
Li Bai, who was dazed while holding the TV plug, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately nodded: "No problem! It's a small matter!"
At this moment, Li Bai looked very docile, completely different from before, as if he were two different people.
Yuhan clasped his fingers and said to Yang Ning: "Apologies, apology, money, red rope, soul lamp, master. In this way, do we have a clear settlement?"
Yang Ning stared at him, his gaze was obviously calm, but it made Yu Han's whole body tremble.
"Your Highness Buddha, what you just said is all interest. You forgot the principal."
"principal?"
He called for a slap on the head, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master! I, I didn't forget it on purpose!"
"I remember, I remember, Zhong Wenhao said that people were controlled by me!"
"But the spirit and soul of Monk Kang Min? Master, how can I deliver this to you then?"
Yang Ning said quietly: "Go and ask Kang Min. By the way, tell him that if he wants to play tricks and compete with me, it's okay. However, if he wants to play games at the table, he has to put up corresponding bets."
After speaking, Yang Ning paused for a moment, took out the tortoise shell and stared at the lines on the tortoise shell, and then said to Yuhan: "Repeat what I just said three times to Master Kang Min. Do you remember it?"
Yuhan nodded carefully: "Remember it, three times! Never less!"
"Um."
Yang Ning yawned and said, "Let's go, remember to bring Zhong Wen over to me."
Yuhan responded: "Don't worry! I will bring it back to you! It will be delivered to you tonight!"
"Then, Master, I'll leave first?"
"Let's go."
Finally, Yuhan, who was soaked with sweat, led the two Buddhist masters behind him, whose faces had lost all color due to fear, to turn around and leave.
The bodyguards who were standing at the door of the shop as if they were sleepwalking all woke up after the red light in Tongtong's eyes disappeared.
However, when they woke up, the little ghosts around Yang Ning were no longer visible, and they could not see anything.
As soon as he left Yang Ning's store, Yuhan immediately took out his mobile phone. Before he dialed, he saw several missed calls on it.
Looking at the number of the missed call, Yuhan recognized that it was the mobile phone number of the bodyguard he had arranged for Zhong Wen.
He didn't think much and called back.
As soon as the call was connected, Yuhan immediately said: "Bring Zhong Wen to Zhongzhou, right now! Take the nearest flight!"
However, Yuhan's response on the phone was the hesitant voice of the bodyguard: "Fozi, Zhong Wen, Zhong Wen..."
In an instant, Yuhan's expression suddenly changed. He felt a chill running down his spine and asked urgently: "What's wrong with Zhong Wen?!"
The bodyguard said in a panic on the phone: "Fozi, Zhong Wen is missing!"
Boom!
For a moment, a thunder exploded in Yuhan's mind!
Make his head buzz!
At the same time, Yuhan also felt that the soul lamp he was holding in his hand... was a bit hot.
He looked back at Yang Ning's store.
He saw Yang Ning waving to him with a smile——
"Your Highness Buddha, don't forget what you promised me!"
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