Qin Buer did not return the gift, but looked at the monk with a bright look.

The middle-aged monk seemed to have disappeared from Qin Buer's almost rude eyes, and he still smiled, looking like a Taoist monk.

After looking at him for a moment, Qin Buer looked at Tang Xiaoyi and said softly: "Did you get it from him?"

Tang Xiaoyi shook her head and said, "No, it was given to me by a little novice monk!"

Qin Buer left his head and asked the middle-aged monk: "I heard that there is a plant in these two Zen temples that can bring people luck, called Lucky Wisteria. Can this master sell me one?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk frowned slightly, but then calmed down.

"Amitabha, the plant mentioned by the donor has never existed here!" The middle-aged monk proclaimed another Buddha's name and shook his head and said.

"Really not?" Qin Buer narrowed his eyes.

He could see clearly the small details of the middle-aged monk frowning just now!

This old bald donkey, I absolutely know!

"Mencius should not lie!" said the monk.

I believe in your evil!

Qin Buer smiled coldly, pointed at Tang Xiaoyi, and said indifferently: "Is that so? However, when my friend came here before, a little novice monk gave her a plant called Lucky Wisteria. I wonder where the little novice monk is now?"

A cold light flashed in the depths of the old monk's eyes again.

But on the surface, he still shook his head and said, "The little novice monk mentioned by the donor is not here!"

"The Buddha didn't teach you to lie!" Qin Buer sneered.

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