I, Scorpio Lone Star, like to make friends

Chapter 10 Blood God of Wealth
The three main halls are connected by corridors, with carved beams and painted buildings, solemn and solemn.

With a solemn expression, Dou Changsheng walked into the central hall with a group of people, and saw a statue of the God of Wealth standing on the central high platform, with clear lines and lifelike.

It was holding Yu Ruyi in one hand and Yuanbao in the other, smiling and seeing everyone.

Below the God of Wealth, there is an incense table with many tributes. There is an incense burner on it. There are three sticks of incense as thick as a little finger.

The ancestors had a saying, Fulu came to succeed.Hundreds of houses are full of profit, and it is harsh for the rich.

A sacrificial oration sounded loudly.

"bye!"

A group of people respectfully bowed down to the smiling God of Wealth statue.

After three prayers.

They began to walk out of the hall one by one.

Dou Changsheng's heart was full of enthusiasm, and the next moment was the important moment of the God of Wealth Conference.

Distribute money.

Who doesn't love white silver.

Dou Changsheng's excited heart and trembling hands did not receive the white money, but a light pile of silver bills.

Dou Changsheng felt lost, and was ready to carry dozens of catties with one hand. Looking through the bank notes, the God of Wealth Pavilion is still very conscientious.

The denominations of bank notes vary from large to small, such as 500 taels, 100 taels, 50 taels, ten taels and so on.

This bank note has no fixed denomination, and is usually filled out by the bank according to the individual. The most conspicuous thing on this bank note is the unique silver ingot.

Seeing this silver ingot, Dou Changsheng narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

This silver ingot looks like a dead thing at first glance, but it is actually a living thing. Dou Changsheng seems to have seen countless silver ingots.

One life two, two beget three, three beget all things.

The densely packed silver ingots began to emerge continuously in Dou Changsheng's eyes, and finally completely filled Dou Changsheng's pupils and even his mind.

Dou Changsheng shook his head slightly, the ever-expanding silver mountain had disappeared.

Looking up at the bank note again, the silver ingot on it is already dead, and the artistic conception of forming a mountain of silver and vaguely forming a coin has not reappeared.

Using the true meaning of martial arts as an anti-counterfeiting symbol is really rich and powerful.

Dou Changsheng shook the banknote, and heard the banknote making a pleasant sound, which was the most beautiful sound in the world.

Look at the bank note again.

and many more.

Dou Changsheng's eyes widened involuntarily, and he looked at the bank note.

Subtle changes have taken place in the style of the silver ticket, and the general pattern is not bad, but the silver ingot that originally gave people a bright silvery look, now seems to have a layer of pollution, and the silver ingot loses that kind of fresh luster.

"Is this bank note correct?"

Not only Dou Changsheng discovered it, but others also discovered it.

This bank note seems to have changed little, but in fact it is completely different.

You can ignore anything?

But money is absolutely not.

"How is this going?"

Someone shouted after discovering it, which immediately attracted the attention of others. In less than five breaths, Qian Xiaojiu was surrounded by a group of people.

They surrounded Qian Xiaojiu in the center, densely packed without leaving a gap, while the people in the distance were still pushing forward.

"Don't rush."

Surrounded by crowds, Qian Xiaojiu, who was crowded in the center, suddenly rose from the ground. He had already soared into the sky, standing in mid-air.

Yukong.

This is the symbol of the sixth grade of martial arts.

The sixth rank is to control the sky, open up the dharma veins, and walk in the sky.

This is an important symbol of transcendence, it represents that it is already inhuman and has begun to transform into a fairy.

Qian Xiaojiu stood in mid-air, gazing down at the crowd from a high position. Looking at the densely packed crowd, he smiled brightly and said, "Everyone can rest assured that the change of bank notes is in the plan."

"It's not an accident."

"Over the years, the God of Wealth Conference has been too lacking in creativity and boring. Just handing out money and then buying, buying, and buying. What's the point of that?"

"This year I added a few changes. Now all the banknotes in the hands of distinguished guests are ghost money."

"Not surprised, not surprised."

Seeing the crowd explode and the noise erupting, Qian Xiaojiu smiled even more intensely, completely ignoring the verbal abuse and insults.

"It seems that the distinguished guests are very pleasantly surprised, so let me talk about the creativity."

"You can't just throw away these thousand taels of money."

"You have already worshiped the Blood God of Wealth, and the Blood God of Wealth has remembered your aura. If you don't spend the ghost money properly, you will all be captured by the Blood God of Wealth."

"A solemn reminder, offending the Blood God of Wealth will never stop killing you. You need to ask the master to cut off the traction for you."

"It takes a drop of the master's heart, or ten years of vitality. If you have connections, you can go to activities in a while."

The chaotic voices stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Qian Xiaojiu in resentment.

At this moment, Qian Xiaojiu is accused by everyone and cast aside by everyone.

Suddenly became the enemy of all living beings.

Dou Changsheng looked up at Qian Xiaojiu in the sky, smiling brightly, but in fact he was a little nervous, and frowned deeply.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard?
Nowadays, these people have backgrounds, but they are not strong. It is easy to meet the master, but it is impossible to make the master pay a high price.

Those who really have a background, ability, and ability.

Both left not too long ago.

If that group of people didn't leave.

If he dared to do this, three or five masters would rush out and teach him how to be a human being.

"Is it a ghost note?"

"As the name suggests, it is money spent on the dead.

"I will play the role of a dead person, and then start demanding your life, and everyone will be able to buy their lives with ghost money."

"The first one needs 1000 taels, the second one needs 2000 taels, and every increase in the future will cost 1000 taels."

"I'm too merciful. The first person can spend the money in his hands as long as he gives me the money. Not only can he survive in my hands, but even the curse of the blood god of wealth can be expelled."

Qian Xiaojiu was moved by himself, tears kept dripping down his cheeks, and snot started to flow out.

verified.

This is psychosis.

Not only is the mind abnormal, but the human being is also abnormal.

On the cheeks that were dripping with tears, the flesh and blood seemed to melt away, revealing a waxy white color. A complete face was already riddled with holes, and it looked more hideous and terrifying.

Finally, the other party took out a handkerchief and wiped it lightly. The nose, mouth and eyes had all been wiped off.

This is the faceless man.

Seventh in the list of people, ever-changing, Ye Wumian!
The number one killer of Jinfengyeyulou, a direct disciple of Prince Wuxiang.

The fourth grade of martial arts.

The top ten on the person list are all masters who must enter the third rank.

In the future, Dou Changsheng, who will be a powerful figure in the world, is like a treasure, but now Dou Changsheng regrets it very much, why do he know so much?
The waxy white face was like a candle. Ye Wumian lightly sketched it with his fingers in front of everyone, and in a blink of an eye a handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes appeared.

A pair of eyes, as deep as the stars, stared at everyone quietly.

"The game is on."

"Who is the first lucky one?"

(End of this chapter)