"If you don't sell it, we won't disturb you." Qian Yun said slyly.

Qian Yun came here this time because she was entrusted by Qian Duo to come here to buy those Buddhist ancient paintings.

Even though you know that it has no value, you will buy it with ten million if you have too much money.

The items left by Buddhist monks are not worth much in Nanzhou Province, but in the west of China or in other countries, these things are sky-high prices.

The monks in the temple naturally knew the value of these ancient paintings. If they were sold to other temples, there was a saying of giving alms in Buddhism and giving them for nothing, it would be better to stay in the temple.

If you sell more money and sell more money again, it will be valuable.

In addition, you can't find anyone to sell at will. After all, there are countless scammers these days, so you can find more money to sell for more safety.

"Thirty million, this is the lowest price, so don't buy it." The abbot is indeed in a hurry to turn over the capital, otherwise the temple will close down.

"Forget it, we don't want it." Qian Yun was unwilling to increase the price, and didn't know that there was an immortal weapon inside, so she planned to leave.

"Stop the female donor, 20 million, this is the lowest price." The abbot said hurriedly.

"Transfer! Transfer or cash?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"Cash." said the abbot hurriedly.

"You want 20 million cash?" Qian Yun said in horror.

The abbot looked bitter. In fact, the temple already owed a lot of debts. If it was a transfer, a lot of deductions would be deducted when entering the bank.

Many suppliers who provide food and other supplies for Buddhism come to collect payments every day, so they urgently need cash payments.

In fact, the income and expenditure of the temple are almost balanced. After all, there are still many believers. The main abbot is good at gambling and owes a lot of debts, so he sells the ancient paintings.

After all, raise funds as soon as possible, otherwise the creditors will lose all their faces, and then believers will lose a lot, so they will find more money, mainly selling ancient paintings quickly for money.

Originally, Qian Yun gave her 30 million yuan, but she didn't expect that the abbot was so anxious to use the money and sold it for 20 million yuan.

"Then let's sign a transfer contract!" Qian Yun said seriously.

Soon Ning Caichen called a lawyer to sign a contract with the abbot.

After signing the transfer agreement in the Zen room, Ning Caichen waved his hand and 20 million yuan of cash appeared in the house.

The abbot's face looked extremely wonderful and he looked at Ning Caichen in horror.

Ning Caichen ignored the abbot and walked to the next door, taking all the ancient paintings into the inner space with an idea.

More than 2,000 ancient paintings were purchased at a price of about 10,000 yuan.

There are more than fifty boxes of ancient paintings, all of which are large and small.

Pour out all the ancient paintings, and the gourd will automatically fly over to absorb the treasure energy.

More than two thousand ancient paintings, but not much treasure, made Ning Caichen very disappointed.

It also shows that these ancient paintings are not valuable, but Buddhists are indeed willing to spend a lot of money to collect.

There was no picture of the immortal weapon, Ning Caichen looked suspicious. It was obvious that it was a gourd absorbing the immortal energy, but why did there be no immortal weapon, and the inner space also react. This would never go wrong.

But more than two thousand scrolls are coming out, and there is no immortal weapon.

More than fifty boxes were all empty.

Ning Caichen was not panicked and was very patient, and waited until the gourd absorbed the treasure energy.

The gourd absorbed the treasure energy and there was no movement and flew back to the previous corner.

"Where is the immortal weapon?" Ning Caichen's face was solemn, and she was extremely puzzled.
Chapter completed!