The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

After everyone on the trip had shaken the lots and interpreted their fortunes, Song Tang took everyone to the next stop, which was also the last major attraction of the trip, Nanshan Temple.

At this moment, Madam Ning grabbed her again.

"Tangtang, there's a God of Wealth Temple right here. Do you want to go and pay your respects?" Madam Ning understood today's young people all too well. Didn't the internet say it? I scoff at feudal superstitions. I'll kneel before the God of Wealth Temple for a long time.

"We must go. Let's go together and pray to the gods so that everyone can get rich." Song Tang was very happy after hearing what Mrs. Ning said. Although she was already very rich, the meaning of praying to the gods and Buddhas was to ask for a good omen.

Everyone smiled knowingly at the lively Song Tang. Playmates like her were the most popular with all travelers. They could eat anything, play anything, and she was always there for them.

At this time, not only Song Tang's own people, but even the two ladies' entourages had a good impression of Song Tang, this fairy-like person.

Everyone left Nanshan Villa with Song Tang's cheerful voice.

At this time, although the master who had just interpreted the fortune for Song Tang was holding another pilgrim's fortune in his hand, his eyes were looking straight at Song Tang's back as he walked away.

His eyes were now clear, no longer confused as before.

He has practiced Buddhism here for many years and interpreted fortunes for countless pilgrims. Today he finally saw what is meant by destiny, which is indescribable and cannot be explained.

Rich and powerful, with a high status. This was essentially the pinnacle of human existence. Even if the God of Wealth himself descended to the mortal world, he wouldn't dare claim to have the fate of the female pilgrim just now.

He didn't even dare to tell the truth just now. He lowered Song Tang's fate by countless times before he dared to say it.

As the saying goes, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. He was also afraid that if he accidentally said something wrong, he would offend the beautiful woman in front of him and shorten his own life.

After thinking so much, the master shook his head. He took one last look at the direction where Song Tang and the others had disappeared, his eyes becoming dull again as he continued to interpret the fortune for the pilgrims before him.

But the two times he shook his head just now scared the pilgrims in front of him, and they thought they were going to die.

The temple master's shaking head is as lethal as the old Chinese medicine doctor's shaking head...

At the God of Wealth Temple, Song Tang and his group were stunned as soon as they entered. This was the most popular place Song Tang had encountered today.

The whole yard was crowded with people, and every tourist's eyes were shining, as if they were about to get rich in the next second.

At this time, the courtyard was filled with incense, and the smoke was rising to the sky. Everyone held incense in their hands. The oversized incense burner in the courtyard was basically full. At first glance, it seemed that there was almost no place to burn incense. In fact, many incense sticks were not inserted at all, but were squeezed together.

"Hurry, hurry, let's go too. Auntie, hold on to me and don't get separated. Everyone, follow me. Sister Qiongying, you and the two big brothers count the number of people and buy some incense for everyone."

Seeing so many people worshipping the God of Wealth and robbing him of money, Song Tang was in a state of panic. He hurriedly grabbed Madam Ning and Madam Qin and rushed forward, while simultaneously instructing Qiongying and the two ladies' bodyguards to buy incense.

Looking at the young and energetic Song Tang, the two ladies smiled at each other. He seemed just like when they were young. Just as fearless, just as enthusiastic.

The two of them simultaneously grabbed one of Song Tang's hands. The little girl frantically shouted, "Don't get lost in the crowd!" You know, in front of the Bodhisattva, everyone might be polite and give way to each other. But in front of the God of Wealth, there's no such thing as that; everyone is on a first-come, first-served basis.

When assistants like Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui saw their young lady charging ahead, they were shocked. They threw their arms around and started to clear the way. However, the path was quite difficult to navigate, as the entire compound was filled with young people, each one more physically fit than the other.

Finally, after going through untold hardships, everyone crowded in front of the God of Wealth, and Qiongying and others also arrived with incense and burning candles.

"Hurry up, there are too many people. Don't waste time. Let's all come together. Don't leave anyone behind." Song Tang took the incense handed to him by Qiongying, lit it and urged everyone to come together.

Everyone laughed and joined in with her, and it wasn't really a joke. After all, worshipping the God of Wealth was a meaningful thing for everyone.

There were so many people in front of the God of Wealth that Song Tang and the others didn't care about who came first or who came later. They all burned incense and worshipped the God of Wealth, making wishes loudly. Even Qiongying was pulled to kowtow, feeling both amused and helpless.

"If you are not active in worshipping the God of Wealth, there is something wrong with your thinking." These were the exact words Song Tang said to everyone.

Some young people from the nearby Sheniu community shouted loudly, asking the God of Wealth to bless them with great fortune, which attracted many people around them to laugh. For a while, the atmosphere in the God of Wealth Temple was full of joy and harmony.

After worshipping the God of Wealth, the crowd finally squeezed out with great effort. However, this time, with bodyguards like Qiongying clearing the way, it was a little easier than when they went in.

After coming out and taking a breath, Song Tang immediately looked at her feet. There were two large black footprints on her shoes.

Looking at the others, no one was spared, and almost everyone was stepped on. Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a moment, and then laughed.

There's no way around it, there are just too many people, basically everyone is squeezed together, and it's normal to step on each other's feet and shoes.

Even the shoes worth tens of thousands of yuan on the feet of the two ladies and Song Tang could not escape the fate of being stepped on in this situation.

After all, all beings are equal.

They were still lucky. When they were squeezing through the crowd just now, they heard many people shouting that their shoes had been stepped on or lost.

Not far from them stood a young couple who had just squeezed out. The boy looked at his girlfriend with a face that looked like he wanted to laugh but couldn't, while the girl, with one foot bare, looked like she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Well, this is another one whose shoe was stepped on and lost. Even if I wanted to go in and look for it now, it would be impossible. Where can I find it?

Under the gaze of Song Tang and others who were trying to hold back their laughter, the boy smiled and bent down to carry his girlfriend who was only wearing one shoe on his back. The girl no longer looked depressed, but lay on her boyfriend's back with a smile on her face.

"Shall we go too?" After watching the interesting couple walk away, Song Tang also spoke up. "Luckily I changed my shoes. If I were still wearing flip-flops, not only would my shoes be lost, I think my feet would be stepped on and flattened like duck feet."

"Puchi...!" Everyone laughed at her. Mrs. Qin, who had a low sense of humor, even leaned on Song Tang's shoulder.

"Kid, where do all these weird adjectives come from in your head?" Mrs. Qin, who had finally stopped laughing for a long time, rubbed her sore cheeks and said to Song Tang.

"But Tangtang's description is really apt. Think about it, duck feet are flat, aren't they? If you really flatten them, you can report to the swimming team and definitely win a medal." Mrs. Ning said with a smile, and called everyone to go to the sightseeing bus not far away, preparing to go to the last stop here today.