July fourteenth, dusk. Henan, Kaifeng, Qingyuan counties. Guo Ao was exhausted and stood in the wilderness on the outskirts of the county.He gazed at the small temple in front of him. The once-prosperous incense finally couldn't withstand the invasion of time, and painted a dim yellow shadow on the vermilion door wall, causing the remaining vermilion to perish.The red is no longer eye-catching. In the gray twilight, there is a faint feeling of desolation, like an old woman who has lost her youth, looking helplessly at everything in front of her. On the small lintel, hung a plaque with three rusty characters on it: "Temple of the God of Wealth".

Guo Ao couldn't help exhaling, and stretched out his hand to push the temple door open.The dilapidated wooden door made a hoarse sound and slowly opened. There is no incense in the temple, and the dilapidated divine case stands alone in front of the God of Wealth, which has withered clay paint, like the last tooth of an old man. This is another very ironic thing. No one wants to get rich, but the incense in the Temple of the God of Wealth is often the worst, almost worse than the Earth Temple. Guo Ao walked in slowly, his expression was a little surprised.With his ten years of sword practice, the sword energy in his body has really reached the state of being natural and lively, and it can be triggered when touched, but he has released the sword energy a few times, but he has not noticed any stranger's breath.Could it be that the person who posted the God of Wealth post and asked himself to come here to meet each other, actually failed to make an appointment in the future?

Guo Ao was convinced that this was impossible, so he exhaled a few breaths, slowly adjusted his internal breath, and prepared to wait. Suddenly, there was a soft "crack" on the divine table, and Guo Ao raised his head suddenly with a surge of Qi.I saw the statue of the God of Wealth in the middle of the divine case slowly opened his eyes! Those eyes were as dark as pitch black but translucent, but without the slightest emotion, they stared at Guo Ao coldly, like a true god from the upper realm.It's really not like human eyes, because no one's eyes are so cold! There was a chill on Guo Ao's back, the twilight in the temple secretly closed in, and there was a sense of confusion all around, like a gathering of ghosts at night, planning to hold a feast of hell in this temple.

The idol seemed to be frozen, neither speaking nor moving, just staring at him coldly. Guo Ao couldn't help shivering for a while, and shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost? If you don't come out again, I will demolish this ruined temple!" The God of Wealth statue suddenly rattled again, and slowly opened its closed hands.He was holding a bunch of paper money in his hand, with three big characters written on it in thick ink: "Follow me!" With a flash of handwriting, the statue of the God of Wealth suddenly retreated slowly, and actually hid in the wall behind the small temple.The wall was dark, like a big mouth, which swallowed the statue silently, and it was still closed without any trace!

Guo Ao was suspicious, but when he stepped forward to look, he couldn't help laughing.It turned out that there was a big hole in the wall, but the hole and the wall were blackened by smoke and dust, and in the twilight, it really looked like a whole wall.I could only hear the soft clucking sound coming from inside, and the statue receded deeper and deeper. Guo Ao laughed and said, "Look how long you've been pretending to be a ghost? After a while, I catch up with you, and I will tear you apart!" At this time, he also saw that there was a mechanism inside the statue of the God of Wealth, once opened, it would move automatically.This is somewhat similar to the wooden man in the Wooden Man Alley of Shaolin Temple, but at first glance, it makes people startled.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and two oil lamps suddenly lit up on the wall of the cave.The green light is dense, illuminating the surroundings faintly, the figures walk around, and the shadows are numerous, just like the underworld.Guo Ao has always been bold, and when he saw the statue of the God of Wealth moving forward slowly, he immediately followed. This scene, amidst the mystery, is a little more gloomy. The statue of the God of Wealth walked extremely slowly, and as Guo Ao walked by, oil lamps were constantly shining on the two walls.Suddenly there was a loud noise behind him, Guo Ao turned his head in surprise, and saw that the hole where he came from had closed!Guo Ao's heart was shocked, but he had already gone far at this time, and if he wanted to rush to escape, how could he?Since there is no hope of turning back, we can only move on.Fortunately, Guo Ao was originally a prodigal son, so he really didn't take matters of life and death to heart.He laughed at the moment, quickly caught up with the statue of the God of Wealth, patted it on the shoulder and said, "Brother God of Wealth, I can only rely on you to send me out now. But if you don't want to go out, that's up to you. With you by my side, I'm really not lonely, but after I'm reincarnated in the next life, you have to take care of me more, don't make me a pauper again."

When he said a word, he patted the shoulder of the God of Wealth Statue, and kept patting as he chatted.When he took the seventh shot, a piece of steel hoop popped out from the shoulder of the God of Wealth statue, and it swiftly slid towards his wrist! Guo Ao is known as the God of Swords. Although he can't say that he is unrivaled in the world with his sword, he is definitely not in vain.If the statue of the God of Wealth had plotted against him from the very beginning, Guo Ao guaranteed that he would draw his sword out of its sheath in an instant and split it into pieces with one blow.But it didn't happen for a long time, and it didn't pop up until Guo Ao took the seventh shot.You have to know that if you take one more shot, people will be less vigilant. After the seventh time, you will have no vigilance at all, and you will almost treat it as a completely harmless clay doll, but how can it be Thinking that it also has vicious organs?Hearing a popping sound, the steel hoop firmly covered his right hand.

Guo Ao smiled.He stared at the statue of the God of Wealth, as if watching a naughty child playing a prank: "Do you know who I am? Don't you think this steel hoop can trap me?" He stretched out his left hand and shook it, said: "See? I still have one hand. As long as I move this hand, you will be torn apart, do you believe it or not?" Of course, the God of Wealth statue didn't know what it meant to believe it or not, it just looked at him quietly.Guo Ao shook his head and said, "It's useless to tell you puppet, prepare to die!" With a shake of his hand, a light like lightning rose from his body, flashed in the air, turned into a thunderbolt-like cold light, and covered the statue of the God of Wealth.This move contained almost all the essence of Guo Ao's swordsmanship. Even a first-class master in the martial arts might not be able to dodge it, let alone a clay statue of the God of Wealth?

The ray of light split, but the statue of the God of Wealth was unaware, and a pair of eyes as calm as a lake looked at Guo Ao quietly, just like a god looking at a dying creature. The light quickly shone, illuminating the gloomy face of the God of Wealth.But at this moment, Guo Ao felt a slight pain in his wrist, and an extremely small needle jumped out of the steel hoop and pierced into his muscle.In the same way, if the thin needle popped out as soon as the steel hoop was placed on his wrist, Guo Ao would definitely be able to condense the power of his whole body in the blink of an eye, and shatter it before it broke his body and pierced his skin. At this moment, he only focused on gathering strength to injure the enemy, his defensive heart was a bit sluggish, but it happened to fall into its plot.

The needle was fed with extremely overbearing poison, Guo Ao felt dizzy for a while, the sword light he issued suddenly dimmed, and he didn't even touch the statue of the God of Wealth, and it returned to a long sword, the light was dim, falling on the on the ground.Guo Ao's face was full of disbelief. He never imagined that he, known as the young sword god, would be knocked down by a statue of the God of Wealth! The green light in the cave flickered slowly, and the statue of the God of Wealth just looked down at Guo Ao quietly, motionless. Li Qingchou came to the God of Wealth Temple.

The night is even more gloomy, today is a cloudy day, there is not even a single star in the sky, this small Temple of Wealth is like a giant beast crouching in the open field, waiting for the arrival of new prey. There are monsters in the sea, their bodies are so huge that they can hardly move themselves, so they lie on the bottom of the sea all day long, only opening their mouths as wide as possible, and countless fish and shrimps swim into their mouths with the current.They only need to close their mouths and swallow the prey after the prey is imported to provide their own survival. The current Temple of the God of Wealth is like this sea monster. The giant mouth is already open. Li Qingchou reached out to push the temple door.The moment his hand touched the temple gate, he hesitated for a moment. His nails were originally curled up, but now they opened slowly. Li Qingchou used these long nails to push the temple gate open.With a hoarse sound, the temple door opened slowly. Li Qingchou's hand hung down, and her nails curled up again. There is no incense on the divine case, and the dilapidated and shriveled God of Wealth is standing behind the divine case with a smile on his face, holding a gold ingot made of clay.Not nourished by incense for a long time, this smile looks timid and obsequious, as if begging for alms from Li Qingchou. Li Qingchou sighed. When he came here five years ago, there was an old Miao Zhu in the God of Wealth Temple, who babbled about collecting incense money from everyone who came, but now there was no one there, and the temple also Broken down like this.The God of Wealth is in charge of all the money in the world, why does his idol look like a poor ghost?Li Qingchou looked at the statue with his hands behind his back, speechless for a moment. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound coming from behind the temple, as if someone was walking this way.Next to the statue of the God of Wealth is a small door, which leads to the back yard, where the old Miao Zhu lived. Li Qingchou coughed and raised her voice: "Reverend Zhu, is that you?" No one answered, and the crackling sound still kept ringing, as if Taoist Zhu dragged his body and walked towards this side. After walking for a long time, he still didn't reach the door.Li Qingchou felt strange, suddenly there was a "squeak", and the small door was pushed open forcefully. A tall figure stood in the door, silently looking at Li Qingchou.His hair was disheveled, his beard was messy, and his face could hardly be seen clearly. Through the faint night light, he could vaguely see the extremely dirty Taoist robe on his body.Li Qingchou raised her voice again, and said, "Master Zhu, is that you?" The man was silent, just looked at Li Qingchou quietly.The small door that was roughly pushed open could not stop creaking, flapping back and forth, bumping into him one after another.The man didn't seem to realize it. Li Qingchou stared at him strangely, he was suddenly surprised that the man's Taoist robe was worn backwards. The meaning of wearing it backwards is that the front of the robe that should have been on the front was worn to the back by him; while the back of the robe that should have been on the back was worn to the front by him.The robe was fat and wide, even though Taoist Zhu was tall, it seemed strange to wear it like this. There was a hoarse sound from the man's throat, he bent his waist, and bent backwards in a very strange posture.Li Qingchou's hairs stood on end in an instant, because he saw clearly that the man was not wearing his clothes backwards, but simply had his back in front and his chest in back!His whole body was folded by a strange force, one head was folded behind the spine, but somehow he was still alive.At this time, he just bent down like a normal person, but his whole body has already bent into a strange arc! What was even more shocking was that as if he didn't realize it, he bent his hands over and beat his back a few times.He used a little more strength, the two eyeballs staring at Li Qingchou were shaken, and suddenly fell to the ground! The red and white eyeballs fell to the ground, spinning around, and a bloody smell permeated the surroundings. Li Qingchou's scalp exploded, and suddenly the eyes of the God of Wealth statue opened! He couldn't help feeling a surge of horror in his heart, and quickly backed away.This is the most normal reaction when people are frightened, even those who practice martial arts are no exception.At this moment, an extremely sharp black thorn quietly protruded from the dark wall behind him, piercing him slightly. However, Li Qingchou's body quickly became stiff as if struck by lightning.A gust of green air spread rapidly from the pinhole, and in the blink of an eye, it had already eroded his whole body.Li Qingchou couldn't stand anymore, her body shook and she fell to the ground! When his body fell to the ground, there was a sound of stones colliding. That Taoist Zhu stared blankly at Li Qingchou's body with two black eyes, motionless. Li Qingchou struggled desperately to keep the last sliver of clarity, but his sanity became more and more confused, and finally, the mysterious green surrounded the entire field of vision, losing the light and darkness of the world.The green became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a mass of deep darkness, engulfing him. A figure slowly appeared in the wilderness, walking slowly but firmly towards the Temple of the God of Wealth.His steps were very slow, but there was a sense of reluctance, as if once he stepped out, he would never take it back.He didn't look forward, just because he knew his goal was ahead.He never goes wrong, and this time is no different. The Caishen Temple was still squatting there alone, shaking the night into the darkness.The erosion of the years has left him desolate, but it has never cared about it. It has been silently waiting for this past visitor from the martial arts world since the beginning of the world, until forever. Tie Hen walked to the door slowly, slowly pushed the door open, and walked in slowly. Everything he does is methodical and careful.Because he knows he has only one life, but there are many people who want his life.If he hadn't been so careful, he would have died thirty times. The Temple of the God of Wealth is so dark that nothing can be seen. Night has fallen.Tie Hen turned on the fire folder, and the dilapidated scene immediately caught his eyes. The gold ingot in the hands of the God of Wealth is just like its smile, which is so false that it never attracts attention.A thick layer of dust was covered on the same ruined divine case, and the offering bowls on it were incomplete, and each broken bowl was filled with half a bowl of dust.Beside the offering bowl, there is half a candle mottled with dust, inserted in a candlestick full of copper rust.Tie Hen carefully pulled out the half of the candle, looked at it carefully, shook his head, put it on the divine table, took out the half of the candle from his bosom, inserted it into the candlestick again, and lit it with a torch. The candlestick has not been used for a long time, and the copper rust on it is almost as thick as a finger.The candle that Tie Hen put in was not long, because he had always been clean and honest, and he didn't have much money to squander.How much salary can a headhunter who has not been promoted for many years get? Tie Hen blew out the torch, and the light from the candle shone on him like a bean.Tie Hen stood motionless.He was waiting, waiting for the person who handed out the God of Wealth post to appear.Today is the fourteenth day of the seventh month, if this person does not show up at Zishi, he will be free. For the sake of freedom, why not wait a little longer? Tie Hen had a lot of patience, he didn't even change his posture, he just waited in this small God of Wealth Temple for an hour and a half. No one came. The silence of the night seemed inviolable, not even the sound of insects could be heard.The only thing that moved was the flickering candle.But after such a long time, the candle flame gradually dimmed, and the candle oil fell down in a long way, and the candle had burned to the end. When the last candle burst, the iron-hated rock-like figure moved. He took out another candle from his arms and leaned towards the candle flame. At this moment, he suddenly saw the corners of the mouth of the God of Wealth statue enshrined on the altar slowly move, forming an extremely teasing smile.Tie Hen's heart trembled, and the hand holding the candle froze in the air, unable to stretch it out again. The God of Wealth smiled silently, and the more he laughed, the happier he was.From the tightly squinted eyes, two cold lights that did not belong to the world shot out, covering Tie Hen's body firmly.Although Tie Hen never believed in ghosts and gods, he couldn't help being shocked, and the hand holding the candle trembled involuntarily! The candle in the candlestick had at last done its duty, and the flickering candle dimmed and faded as the last long wax tear fell.But another strange flame rushed up after it, and it reflected the iron-hated man in a dark way.Tie Hen turned his head in shock, and saw that the candlestick, which was covered with layers of rust, was actually connected to the short-lived candle and started to burn!The flame was extremely green, and it shot straight up, and the cold wind blowing in through the crack of the door couldn't blow it away! Tie Hen was terrified in his heart, he opened his mouth to cry out, but suddenly found that he could no longer make a sound!He grabbed his throat hard, trying to shout, but there was not even a sound.The huge silence completely covered him like a nightmare, and then he was pressed down in the air. Tie Hen only felt that his thoughts were pulled away from his body by this nightmare, and his sanity was also blurred. Just for no reason, the smile of the God of Wealth became more and more clear, and finally it was fixed as the only thing he could see.Tie Hen's eyes were wide open, staring at the corner of the mouth of the God of Wealth statue like a lizard, lying on the ground, unable to move anymore.The God of Wealth also stared at him, four lifeless eyes looking at each other, one side is a god without mercy, and the other side is a dead person without consciousness. The green light from the candlesticks was getting stronger and stronger, and a fragrance was faintly revealed in the green light, gradually spreading out in the small Temple of the God of Wealth.It seems that when the Tathagata of the Western Paradise reached a wonderful point in his lectures, the fragrance of mandalas rained from heaven.But no one can smell it anymore!