My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Here are all my gold coins. If it's not enough, I can transfer it to you by mobile phone."

Master Fanming looked at the brocade bag with about 60 or 70 gold coins, smiled and said, "no, I came out to set up a stall not for money, but to meet a destined person.

And you are one of the lucky people of this master. You'd better take back these gold coins! "

Hearing that there was no money, not only the short haired girl was stunned, but also the onlookers around were surprised.

I don't want money. It seems that master fan Ming is really an expert.

After all, if you are a liar, you will certainly charge money, and you will not charge as much as you give back.

The short haired girl still wanted to give money, but she was rejected again by master fan Ming. The short haired girl had no choice but to take back her gold coins, but she was more grateful to master fan Ming.

"Thank you, master Fanming. Thank you, master Fanming. You are really a living Bodhisattva. You will live a long life."

Master Fanming waved his hand, as if to ask the girl not to take it to heart. That gesture is undoubtedly a living Bodhisattva.

Master Fanming opened the small paper bag in his hand and revealed the dark yellow powder inside.

Then he took out a ceramic bowl from under the table and poured half of the powder in the small paper bag into the ceramic bowl.

Then pour the mineral water that has not been drunk on one side into the ceramic bowl, melt the yellow powder in the water, and signal the short haired girl to drink it.

"Thank you, master fan Ming."

Without hesitation, the short haired girl picked up the ceramic bowl and wanted to drink it at one breath.

However, at this time, a thin white hand came and took away the ceramic bowl in the short haired girl's hand.

Looking at the suddenly empty hands, the short haired girl was stunned first, and then looked angrily at the person who took her things.

"How can you take my things? Master Fanming gave them to me!" The short haired girl said angrily, trying to get back the ceramic bowl.

However, Lu Zijia stepped back and avoided.

"That's my life-saving medicine. Give it back to me quickly!" Seeing that the short haired girl couldn't get it back, she was so anxious that she was almost crying..

Lu Zijia glanced at the liquid in the ceramic bowl in his hand and smiled meaningfully. "If you want to live a long life, I advise you not to drink indiscriminately."

The girl with short hair frowned. She just wanted to say something, but she was preempted by master fan Ming who was still sitting at the table.

"Little friend, I think you are free from disease and disaster. I'd better return the life-saving medicine to this lucky little friend."

Master Fanming touched his eight character beard, smiled and said gently to Lu Zijia.

"Yes, what's the matter with you? How can you rob other people's life-saving medicine!"

"Isn't it? Master Fanming gave it to the little girl. How can you rob it!"

"Hey, you give it back to the little girl. Didn't you see that the little girl was crying?"

The people watching the excitement around spoke for the short haired girl one after another. The eyes looking at Lu Zijia were full of blame.

Master Fanming was surprised at the moment when Shanglu Zijia looked into his eyes. There was always a sense of panic that was seen through.