Worship Me, I Can Make You Rich

Faced with Wen Xiaoyun's complicated eyes, Zhuang Zhou bit the bullet and tried to put on a posture of 'I'm normal, if you think it's strange you must be abnormal', silently inserted the incense into the incense burner.

The tribute is complete.

Zhuang Zhou vaguely felt the connection between himself and 'drink'.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, and smiled at Wen Xiaoyun, but because of some embarrassment, his voice was dry: "You, you are here..."

Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Zhuang Zhou, then his eyes fell on the statue on the ground.

In Wen Xiaoyun's eyes, interstellar people don't have any beliefs, and interstellar people only advocate strength.

Whoever is strong is the idol they worship in their hearts.

So when he looked at the statue, he just looked at it as a statue.

On the largest square in the capital star, his father's statue was placed there. Every day, the citizens of the empire sent a bouquet of flowers to the God of War Wentian to show their respect and mourning.

And the statue worshiped by the boy was carved so lifelike that it was seven or eight percent similar to the boy.

Wen Xiaoyun understood something in his heart.

"Is this your father?" he asked.

Zhuang Zhou was actually very nervous.

He saw that Xiaoyun didn't speak, and when he kept staring at the statue, his little heart also trembled.

Did he see that the statue was me?

It seems that I am going to give him a dream again at night to make him forget about it...

Hearing Wen Xiaoyun's voice at this moment, he felt extraordinarily guilty. He felt lucky that he didn't understand his 'dialect', so he didn't need to answer.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhou didn't answer, Wen Xiaoyun frowned.

It is indeed a big problem for teenagers not to understand Interplanetary Language.

Wen Xiaoyun took out the "Interstellar Universal Children's Enlightenment Encyclopedia" that he had given to the boy before, sat next to Zhuang Zhou, and opened the first page, which showed a family of three.

Wen Xiaoyun pointed to the words marked on the album, and said to Zhuang Zhou: "Read after me."

Then, a deep voice slowly sounded in the dim light of the candle: "Father, mother, and me."

The album is simple and easy to understand. First, recognize the names of relatives at home. Zhuang Zhou can understand what it means at a glance.

But Zhuang Zhou began to feel incredible.

its not right.

Doesn't this man speak in dialect?

There are also special enlightenment books for dialects?

Under normal circumstances, only a complete language system can teach like this!

Zhuang Zhou felt in a daze that he had come to the wrong place, but he secretly looked at Wen Xiaoyun.

Black hair, black eyes, and those facial features, a typical oriental appearance.

He can also speak Japanese and Korean, but that's not the case.

He... He can't possibly have gone to other Asian countries, right?

Zhuang Zhou was a little panicked. At this moment, he wanted to know where he was, so he obediently followed Wen Xiaoyun to learn the pronunciation:

"Dad, Mom, and, and me?"

The boy's voice was soft, a very calming voice, and his pronunciation was very standard, but there was a trace of uncertainty, for fear that he might mispronounce.

Wen Xiaoyun boasted calmly: "That's pretty good."

After thinking about it, he pointed to himself: "I, Wen Xiaoyun." Then he pointed to him: "You?"

Zhuang Zhou understood, this is asking for the name.

He quickly said, "Zhuang Zhou."

He used Mandarin pronunciation.

Wen Xiaoyun followed and said silently: "Zhuang Zhou."

Zhuang Zhou nodded, his eyes were bright.

Wen Xiaoyun looked at him, looked away, and continued to teach.

Soon Wen Xiaoyun discovered that the young man was really quick to pick up language, as long as it was the pronunciation he said, he could basically memorize everything, and he even started to know some simple daily expressions.

Wen Xiaoyun said: "Very powerful."

Zhuang Zhou could already understand this sentence.

He is a little proud, of course he is powerful, he is the fastest learner in their God of Wealth department!

You know, they are the God of Wealth, 360 lines, so you have to learn at least [-] lines!

If you are too slow to learn things, how can you get on the job? !

These days, God is really too difficult to do.

Especially in the 21st century, there are too many materialists, and few people believe in God.

Others say that their God of Wealth is the best, because since ancient times, there are very few people who don't like money.

Everyone wants to get rich, and if they want to get rich, they just want to ask the God of Wealth.

That's why all the gods say that other gods can live by robbing performance, but only the God of Wealth doesn't need to rob performance.

But they didn't even think about it, the God of Wealth... There are so many gods!

There are not only the God of Wealth, but also the God of Wealth, and in more detail, there are five Gods of Wealth including East, West, South, North, and Middle Roads.

Zhuang Zhou himself belongs to the East Road God of Wealth Department.

The God of Wealth that every creature believes in is different!When this belief is apportioned, it is not as good as other gods!

The most frightening thing is that there are Pixiu and Lucky Cats who come to compete with them for their faith...

Even those who believe in koi have more beliefs than their East Road God of Wealth!

So these 360 ​​lines have not learned more than [-] lines, how can they compete with other districts for believers? !

Thinking of this, Zhuang Zhou relied on Wen Xiaoyun's incomprehension of Mandarin, so he couldn't help complaining to Wen Xiaoyun: "Our great priest said that there was a mobile phone chip manufacturer before, but it was miserable and he was about to go bankrupt. In desperation, they begged God everywhere, hoping to get an investment, and also want to find someone who can upgrade chip technology to save their company... This person is from our East District..."

"But none of us in the God of Wealth on the East Road knows this technology...so he was snatched away by the God of Wealth in the South District..."

"Because there was a god of wealth in the southern district who went to the world early and went to a very good university. He solved the problem of that person, and that person worshiped him and became his believer... A big boss like him, It can bring a lot of power of faith, because he provides jobs for many people, so his power of faith is very strong... The business ability of the southern district has left us in the eastern district in one fell swoop."

"But the Southern District is not the most powerful, the most powerful is the Western District... They sent a super good-looking God of Wealth to the world to participate in some drafts or something, and became a big star. There are so many people who like him. He is now It is already the God of Wealth with the most believers among our five Gods of Wealth."

When he said this, Zhuang Zhou's tone was full of envy.

"Since then, the great priest has asked us to learn 360 lines, at least [-] lines, so that in the future, no matter people from all walks of life make wishes to us for wealth, we will be able to fulfill their requests. But this is not easy to learn, this As soon as the request came out, our East Road God of Wealth resigned nine gods, two suffered from depression, and one suffered from schizophrenia... Hey, our East Road God of Wealth Department is under too much pressure, and we are really short of people..."

"The wishing gods often complain about us, saying that we rob their believers..."

Since Zhuang Zhou spoke Mandarin, Wen Xiaoyun didn't understand what he was talking about, but only heard the young boy chattering, sometimes proud, sometimes envious, and finally sighed.

Like a kid.

Wen Xiaoyun patted down the stump of hair on his head.

"Ah?" Zhuang Zhou covered his head and looked up at him.

Wen Xiaoyun withdrew his hand calmly, and turned to the next page: "Continue."

"Yeah." Zhuang Zhou's little chicken nodded like a grain of rice, very well-behaved.

Wen Xiaoyun was about to read, when the surroundings suddenly became dark.

I saw that the candle Zhuang Zhou had just inserted on the incense burner had completely burned out, and the surroundings had returned to darkness.

In the dark, unable to continue studying, Wen Xiaoyun left the album to Zhuang Zhou and said, "Go back and rest."

"Okay." Zhuang Zhou was still a little jerky when talking about 'dialect', and he was also a little embarrassed.

He stood up with the album in his arms, put the nutrient in his pocket, and then looked at the incense burner and statue on the ground, he hesitated.

It is impossible to put them back into Qiankun's sleeves now, if Wen Xiaoyun finds out, it's hard to explain... Let's sneak out and put them away later.

Without squinting, Zhuang Zhou followed Wen Xiaoyun silently.

Wen Xiaoyun's mental level is high, and the darkness does not affect his vision. After walking a few steps, he found that the children hadn't put away the things on the ground.

He stopped and turned around.

Zhuang Zhou was thinking with his head down, what excuse would he find to come out later, and then take back the statue, completely oblivious to the fact that the man walking in front had stopped.

Zhuang Zhou bumped directly into Wen Xiaoyun's chest.

"I'm sorry..."

Wen Xiaoyun said 'hmm': "Pay attention to the road."

Zhuang Zhou's cheeks were a little red: "Why, why don't you leave?"

He is still a little unaccustomed to speaking Interstellar, and he always stumbles when speaking.

Fortunately, the meaning can be expressed clearly.

Wen Xiaoyun reminded lightly: "You forgot about your father."

Zhuang Zhou was at a loss: "...Huh? Me, my father?"

Wen Xiaoyun stretched out his hand and pointed behind him.

Zhuang Zhou turned his head and looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the idol was placed there alone on the ground, and the incense was almost burnt.

Zhuang Zhou: "...?"

it……

my dad?

Perhaps Zhuang Zhou's expression was too shocked and unbelievable, Wen Xiaoyun looked at his little face that couldn't hide his emotions, and asked, "Isn't it your father?"

Could it be Zhuang Zhou's brother?

Zhuang Zhou rubbed his nose embarrassingly: "Well...then, then you can treat it as my father..."

Wen Xiaoyun: "?"

As it is?

Can this father just be inappropriate?

He wanted to raise his own doubts, but suddenly thought that the young man had just learned Interstellar Language, so it might not be surprising that he might not be able to express himself clearly in words.

Zhuang Zhou had no choice but to go back and silently picked up the statue, holding the incense burner in one hand and the statue in the other.

What can I do? Will he hug her every day from now on?

Wen Xiaoyun was also a little surprised to see that Zhuang Zhou didn't put things into the space.

Maybe it's reluctance?

Wen Xiaoyun didn't ask any more questions, and took Zhuang Zhou back to the tent-like rescue capsule.

Wen Xiaoyun said: "There are still 3 bottles of nutritional supplements left, and there is no other food. We must try our best to leave here and be completely exposed to energy radiation. We..."

He wanted to say that our bodies might not be able to sustain it, but suddenly he thought that the young man had no trace of radiation exposure at all. He appeared so weird, and the fact that his body was not affected by radiation at all was shocking.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man couldn't hide his emotions, he could see it clearly at a glance, simple and straightforward, he wouldn't have let the young man stay at all.

On the contrary, his body was more affected by the radiation.

So he changed his rhetoric and said, "My body can't last long after being exposed to energy radiation. I'm going to repair the pagoda now. You stay here to rest."

In fact, the inner cabin of the mecha can isolate the radiation source, but his mecha Voss was severely damaged during this battle with the Zerg Queen, almost torn apart.

Voss was built by Gruen, the most powerful mecha master in the empire, and every part of his body is made of the most precious materials. It is not so easy to get Xiuvos.

Moreover, the nutrients in the rescue cabin were not enough for him to last for a long time.

Therefore, Wen Xiaoyun had no choice but to face the danger of being completely exposed to energy radiation, and chose to repair the signal tower first. After the signal tower was able to send a signal, he could repair the mecha while waiting for rescue.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't understand what he heard, because Wen Xiaoyun said many words that he hadn't learned in the enlightenment book. He only heard Wen Xiaoyun say that he was going to repair something, and asked him to stay and sleep.

Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "Then..."

He wanted to ask Wen Xiaoyun what to cultivate, maybe he would too.

He is the God of Wealth who knows three hundred lines.

Wen Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhuang Zhou was afraid alone, but he was still young.

He pointed to the god statue placed on the wall by Zhuang Zhou, and said in a rare comforting tone:

"Don't be afraid, your father is with you."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

The author has something to say: PS: Small theater——

Zhuang Zhou: I am my own father, so is my own father still my own father? o(╥﹏╥)o

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xingyou 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Zhang Sirui three1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 38 bottles of Jinyi; 10 bottles of Xizhi; 2 bottles of Yanyu Renpingsheng; 1 bottle of kl;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!