Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh when he saw Guo Dingfu's legs weak with fear.
He patted Guo Dingfu's shoulder lightly and said with a smile: "I just went to Japan to catch a few ghosts to scare you."
"Mr. Fang is so awesome. His business has gone abroad. I admire him."
The two looked at each other, smiled, and walked down the mountain together.
Watching the two people leaving, the onlookers couldn't help but started talking curiously.
"Oh my god, who is this kid? Actually
Hanging out with the richest man in Hedu."
"Listening to his tone, this guy seems to be a magician!"
"I went and actually did business overseas. It's so awesome."
"Catching ghosts actually went to Japan. It's not easy for this Taoist priest."
People's curious voices reached Fang Xiaoyu's ears. He just smiled knowingly, but his heart was filled with ups and downs.
The power of the Witchcraft Society cannot be matched by any individual.
Although Fang Xiaoyu was fully prepared, he was well aware of the difficulty of this mission.
To defeat the remaining six main gods of the Witchcraft Society, strength alone is far from enough. It requires courage and strategy, and making the wrong move is extremely dangerous.
Along the way, Xiaoyu was worried.
"Hey! What is this person doing?"
While Fang Xiaoyu was thinking, he suddenly saw Guo Dingfu stop and look curiously to the left side of the mountain road.
Following Guo Dingfu's gaze, Fang Xiaoyu was surprised to find that at the corner of the roadside, there was a boy of 17 or 18 years old, burning incense and worshiping in front of a stone.
When he knelt down and worshiped the stone, the young man muttered something silently. He looked very pious.
The young man's behavior seemed very foolish to passers-by, causing bursts of ridicule.
"What is this kid doing? This is just a stone. He is still burning incense here."
"It seems like there's something wrong with this guy's brain!"
"Everyone goes into a Taoist temple to burn incense and worship gods. Fortunately, this guy worshiped with stones on the road."
A young man with dyed yellow hair walked over and threw five dollars in front of the boy.
He laughed in a teasing tone and said: "Hey! You fool, take this money and find a place to buy two steamed buns to eat. It's useless to worship the gods here and you won't make money. If you want to worship the God of Wealth, go to the Taoist temple on the mountain, but you
It’s too late, the God of Wealth has already gone off work.”
"Hahaha! Mr. Jiang is so right."
"If you want to burn incense and ask for money, you have to get up early. The stone is a dead thing, so there is no use worshiping it."
Beside the yellow-haired young man, two companions also started mocking him.
The young man turned around and glared at the yellow-haired boy and the two companions behind him very angrily.
"Why does my worshiping this stone hinder you?"
The boy blushed, and Yang Qiqian explained: "In my opinion, this stone is the god of wealth in our family. My grandfather almost starved to death, and it was here that he picked up a bag of dry food and saved the family. Grandpa said
This is life-saving money given by the God of Wealth. He asked me to come here every year to worship the God of Wealth. He said that this is the place where the God of Wealth rests. Every year when the God of Wealth goes up and down the mountain, he will leave money here and distribute it to the destined people."
After listening to the young man's words, Fang Xiaoyu also felt dumbfounded.
He was about to persuade Guo Dingfu to leave together. At this moment, a strange scene happened.
Fang Xiaoyu accidentally saw with his clairvoyance the three incense sticks stuck in front of the stone, with the words "millions, billions, and immeasurable wealth" written on them respectively.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help being stunned. When he looked at the three sticks of incense again, the words changed to this year, three years later and ten years later.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Xiaoyu understood what was going on.
He carefully looked at the young man in front of him. He quickly saw his uniqueness from the young man's face.
This person has a broad sky, but his eyebrows are connected in a straight line, a typical unibrow.
A pair of eyes, dark and lively.
There is a murderous aura between his brows, which is calm and intimidating. It is the kind of murderous aura that can scare ghosts and gods.
People with this kind of appearance are best suited to engage in metaphysical work.
Moreover, the young man's nose is plump and fleshy, and his wealth palace is excellent. It means that this person is also a person with great blessings. He will definitely be rich and powerful in the future.
From those three sticks of incense, this young man can earn one million this year, and be worth over one billion in three years. And in ten years, he will have immeasurable wealth.
"With such great wealth, he is no worse than me! It seems that in the next ten years, there will be a place for this guy in the Chinese business world." Fang Xiaoyu sighed in his heart.
Thinking of this, he walked quickly towards the young man and greeted him with a smile: "Little brother, I believe what you say. There is indeed a God of Wealth here. Come, let me pay my respects too."
After that, he bowed to the stone.
"Mr. Fang is right, this stone is the God of Wealth. If you worship it, you will definitely get rich, so I will come to worship you too." Guo Dingfu, the richest man in Hedu City, also worshiped the stone.
His bodyguards and assistants also started to worship him one by one.
This move attracted the attention of passers-by.
People saw a group of well-dressed people worshiping the big stone, and their curiosity suddenly increased. For a while, there was a lot of discussion. But the strange thing was that no one was ridiculing or looking down on them.
On the contrary, some people started to feel restless.
"Isn't there really a God of Wealth?"
"How about we pay our respects too? I think these people are quite rich."
"Look at how well they dress. Who knows if they have money? You can do it yourself."
Some people in the crowd followed suit, while others chose to wait and see.
I don’t know who it was, but suddenly shouted: “Isn’t this Fang Xiaoyu, the richest man in Central and South Province?”
As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately exploded.
"Quick! Let's worship the God of Wealth together."
"I'll go, even Fang Xiaoyu comes here to worship God. It seems like there really is a God of Wealth in this place."
"Quick, worship the God of Wealth. You will get rich if you worship!"
An incredible scene happened next.
All tourists passing by worship the stone.
In less than five minutes, the stone was surrounded by crowds.
Some people even fought for position.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaoyu was a little bit dumbfounded.
This is human nature. Once a person is famous, no matter what he does or says, some people will follow him and some people will believe him. On the other hand, no matter how reasonable you are, others may not criticize you.
While lamenting people's kitsch, Fang Xiaoyu looked around.
He found that the young man had disappeared long ago.
Fang Xiaoyu squeezed out from the crowd and quickly chased down the mountain. After turning a corner, he saw the young man's back.
"Brother, wait." Fang Xiaoyu shouted loudly.
"I don't have time, I have to go back." The young man hurriedly walked down the mountain without looking back.
After walking for a while, he turned around and smiled at Fang Xiaoyu: "My name is Xiao Yi, maybe we will have a chance to meet again. I know you must be a master of metaphysics. Wait until I have the opportunity to participate in metaphysics."
During the exchange meeting, I think we will meet. In addition, I want to remind you. Be careful of the water on the east side of the girl."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoyu's heart trembled, and he immediately thought of his upcoming trip to Japan.
Doesn’t the water in the east mean the East? Oriental women, doesn’t it mean the Japanese women? (To be continued)