Chapter 307: Burning Incense at the Temple of the God of Wealth

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 is a temple of the God of Wealth right in front of here. Do you want to go and worship?" Madam Ning knows young people nowadays too well. Didn't the Internet say that? I sneer at feudal superstitions. I will kneel in front of the temple of the God of Wealth for a long time.

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

Everyone smiled knowingly at the lively Song Tang. Playmates like her were the favorites of all travelers. They could eat anything and play anything, and everyone was very supportive.

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

Everyone left Nanshan Villa amid 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 no longer confused as before, and now they were clear.

He has practiced Buddhism here for many years and interpreted divinations for countless pilgrims. Today he has finally seen what a destiny is. It is something that cannot be described or put into words.

She was extremely wealthy and had a high status. She was basically the best in the world. Even if the God of Wealth came down to the world, he would not dare to say that he could have the fate of the female pilgrim just now.

He didn't even dare to tell the truth just now, and 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, and he was also afraid that he might accidentally say something wrong and offend the beautiful woman in front of him, resulting in a shortened life.

After thinking so much, the master shook his head. He took one last look at the direction where Song Tang and the others disappeared, and his eyes became confused again, and he continued to interpret the fortune for the pilgrims in front of 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 master in the temple shook his head, which was as lethal as the old Chinese doctor's shaking his head...

At the God of Wealth Temple, Song Tang and his party were stunned as soon as they entered the door. This was the most prosperous place for incense that Song Tang had encountered today.

The whole yard was crowded with people, and every tourist had a gleam in his eyes, as if they were going to get rich in the next second.

At this time, the courtyard was filled with incense and smoke, and everyone held incense in their hands. The oversized incense burner in the courtyard was basically full, and it seemed that there was almost no place to burn incense. Many incense sticks were not even inserted in the incense burner, but were squeezed together.

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

When Song Tang saw so many people worshipping the God of Wealth and robbing money, he thought to himself, "What can we do about it?" He hurriedly pulled Madam Ning and Madam Qin forward, and at the same time, he did not forget to tell Qiongying and the two ladies' bodyguards to buy incense.

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

The two of them quickly grabbed Song Tang's hand. The little girl was anxious not to be squeezed by the crowd. You know, in front of the Bodhisattva, everyone may be equal and humble. But now in front of the God of Wealth, there is no such thing, everyone is first come first served.

When assistants like Zhao Qi and Zhao Rui saw their young lady charging ahead, how could they do that? They threw their arms around and cleared the way ahead. However, this road was really difficult to clear, as the whole courtyard was full of young people, each with better physical strength 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 sticks.

"Hurry up, there are too many people. Don't waste time. Let's all come together. No one should be left behind." Song Tang took the incense handed to him by Qiongying, lit it and urged everyone to come together.

Everyone laughed and accompanied her, and it couldn't be said that they were just fooling around. After all, worshiping 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 and who came later. They all burned incense and worshipped the God of Wealth, making wishes loudly. Even Qiongying was pulled to kowtow, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

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

Some young people from the nearby community shouted loudly, praying to the God of Wealth for blessings and great wealth, which made many people around them 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 squeezed out with great effort. But this time, with Qiongying and other bodyguards clearing the way, it was a little easier than when they went in.

After coming out and taking a breath, Song Tang looked at her feet first. There were two big 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 bewilderment for a moment, and then they all laughed.

There's nothing we can do because there are just too many people. We're basically walking in a crowded place, and it's very 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 were 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 look on his face that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, while the girl was barefoot and looked like she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Well, this is another one whose shoes were stepped on and lost. Even if I wanted to go in and look for it now, it would be impossible. How could 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, but I think my feet would also be stepped on and become as flat as duck feet."

"Puchi...!" Everyone laughed out loud at her amusement. 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 mind?" 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. If you step on them and flatten them, you can report to the swimming team and win a medal.” Mrs. Ning said with a smile, calling everyone to go to the sightseeing bus not far away, preparing to go to the last stop here for the day.