The young goddess of wealth smiled smugly, hands on her hips, "As soon as I arrived in Heaven, I set my sights on the position of God of Wealth, because I believe that with money, one can be invincible."
"It would be a waste for a mortal to use this Jade Cicada, which averts calamity, to prolong their life. It can only be used once at most before it breaks."
Only I, the future God of Wealth, have developed a method for reuse!
Before she finished speaking, Yu Chan slowly touched Lin Ruhai's forehead, and a cold aura emanated from it, chilling him so much that he shivered all over.
—Putting ice on your forehead, even through a piece of jade, will still make you feel very cold.
Everyone was taken aback by the God of Wealth's inexplicable words. Then they saw cold winds blowing in circles in the open space inside the house, forming visible whirlwinds.
Wisps of black mist swirled around, and faint ghostly wails could be heard.
"It's so cold!" Jia Lian shivered and hugged himself tightly, glancing at his uncle's bed. The blanket there looked quite warm!
As the God of Wealth entered the whirlwind, his magnificent and luxurious ornaments moved without wind. The crowd seemed to see the shimmering light of gold, silver, and copper coins, and could almost smell the unique scent of money.
"This God of Wealth has created his own unique method: toss money in to ask for directions!"
With a whoosh, a gleaming yellow copper coin was thrown out with a sharp gust of wind, and two ghostly figures dressed in official robes appeared. One had a blue face and fangs and held a chain, while the other had a black beard and a white face and held a club.
They all looked fierce and menacing. Lin Daiyu gripped her handkerchief tightly, trying to regulate her breathing and suppress her scream.
This was quite a challenge for a naturally frail young woman, but Miss Lin was proud and refused to show weakness in front of her father and the God of Wealth.
Jia Lian, a dignified man, upon seeing the two ghosts, widened his eyes in shock, nearly fainting, and cried out in alarm:
"Oh my god, there's a ghost!"
After he finished shouting, he was not ashamed at all. His legs trembled like chaff as he quickly assessed the situation. He couldn't go to the place closest to the Goddess of Wealth, and Uncle Lin, well, he might still need to protect him.
Jia Lian hurriedly moved behind his cousin Lin, hiding carefully, hoping that his fairy-like cousin could save his life in a moment of crisis.
The three of them watched the scene intently, eager to see how the God of Wealth would extend Lin Ruhai's lifespan.
This way.
"Ouch, grandma, don't hit me, don't hit me, the old ghost is out!" the green-faced ghost cried, covering his face and begging for mercy.
"You're asking for directions by throwing money at us; you should have started beating up gods and ghosts instead. Other gods of wealth bribe us, but you seem to want to kill us with a single copper coin."
Their tone was friendly yet tinged with a hint of complaint, clearly indicating that they were acquaintances of the God of Wealth.
Lin Daiyu thought to herself, "The Goddess of Wealth said before that she passed the Heavenly Examination, so could she have come from the Underworld before that?"
"Enough with the nonsense, how much longer does this mortal have to live?" the Goddess of Wealth asked.
The pale-faced ghost said in a muffled voice, "According to the rules of the underworld, the lifespans of all sentient beings in heaven and earth must not be revealed."
"Besides, Goddess of Wealth, you seem to be trying to extend that mortal's lifespan, right? Absolutely not," the blue-faced ghost replied with a serious expression.
Hearing the two ghosts refuse, the hearts of the onlookers nearly stopped. Then, the God of Wealth pointed to the jade cicada and said:
"See that jade cicada? It's said to be able to avert a death calamity, but in reality, it can conceal the secrets of heaven."
Now I need you to tell me how long he will live and what the problem is.
A glint flashed in Lin Ruhai's eyes as he realized that the jade cicada was a symbol of power and wealth, and that ordinary people could use it to avoid trouble and gain benefits, but it was a one-time thing.
Only when people of different statuses receive it can it be of great use.
He could understand the intricacies of the situation with a little thought, and Lord Lin was slightly smug.
Although the system didn't understand why the host arranged the plot this way, it still dutifully acted according to the script.
"Oh, what are you saying when you have this?" The green-faced ghost, contrary to his previous righteous indignation, glanced casually at Lin Ruhai.
They also saw Lin Daiyu looking worried to the side—everyone saw that the two ghosts looked surprised, but said nothing, only nodding in greeting.
Lin Daiyu was slightly taken aback, but she calmly and gently gave a bow.
The two ghosts closed their eyes for a moment, then opened them and said in unison:
"This mortal's lifespan is still twenty-three years, but he will suffer a tragic death. This calamity was orchestrated by a certain deity, and the God of Wealth can easily avert it."
"Hmph, I knew it would be like this."
The young Goddess of Wealth chuckled, her eyes filled with an air of domineering control. Her words seemed to carry a deeper meaning, and at least Lin Daiyu and the others had their own thoughts.
"In that case, the amount of money he needs to buy his life shouldn't be too much."
That's all, just this much.
The blue-faced ghost rubbed his two fingers together, and suddenly, a golden light shot towards them. The two ghosts were overjoyed and quickly caught it.
"Thank you, Goddess of Wealth! You will surely become the official God of Wealth, and from now on, there will be a great God of Wealth in all the heavens and myriad realms!"
The green-faced ghost and the white-faced ghost praised her without reservation, but the young girl Goddess of Wealth was not embarrassed at all, instead acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Seeing this, Jia Lian seemed to be deep in thought...
The two ghosts walked happily to Lin Ruhai's bedside, laughing:
"If you're lucky, you might encounter the Goddess of Wealth who saves your life; otherwise, you'd have a place in the City of the Unjustly Dead."
Although Lin Ruhai was nervous, he remembered one thing—he was harmed by a certain deity!
After the two ghosts finished their work, they made the person open their mouth and took the opportunity to throw in antibiotics.
Of course, one treatment cannot cure it completely.
These next few days, he'll transform into the most obsessive stalker, and Lin Ruhai will have to take some medicine with every meal and drink.
Since ancient people had never used antibiotics, they had almost no drug resistance. Soon, Lin Ruhai felt much better in his lungs, and the persistent itching in his throat was also relieved.
Upon seeing this, the two ghosts exchanged a glance and then disappeared into the whirlwind.
At this moment, the jade cicada seemed to lose its strength and slid off Lin Ruhai's forehead. Jia Lian caught it with lightning speed and turned around to hand it to Ling Xiao solicitously.
"Goddess of Wealth, your jade cicada..."
They were quite self-righteous, even though their cousin Lin had obtained the jade cicada from a treasure chest, the Goddess of Wealth might want to take it back.
Ling Xiao took the jade cicada and played with it, her eyes filled with reminiscence as she looked at Jia Lian. It had been a long time since she had seen such a perceptive fellow.
"Goddess of Wealth, my father is finally getting better, isn't he?"
Lin Daiyu, being quick-witted, didn't mention the jade cicada, but instead asked about her father's life and death, which she cared about most.
"The calamity of death has passed; naturally, there is no further hindrance."
These words, spoken to the Lin family father and daughter, were more pleasing to the ear than celestial music or Buddhist chants.
With her life-or-death crisis averted, Lin Daiyu's mood improved, and she asked curiously:
"Goddess of Wealth, what is this 'life-buying money'? Can mortals really buy their lifespan with money?"
Ling Xiao cursed inwardly. Of course she didn't know, but her God of Wealth had to have this setting—to make it easier to swindle money from high-ranking officials and nobles.
"Since ancient times, money has been a powerful tool, and it can certainly buy life. However, this money is not ordinary gold and silver, but rather merit, longevity, and spiritual objects."
Moreover, different people have different destinies, and the money spent on buying a new life varies. Your father has a long lifespan, but he faces a calamity, so the money spent on buying a new life is naturally less.”
The God of Wealth gave a casual explanation, then suddenly smiled and tempted her:
"Jiangzhu, do you want to know who you were in your past life, and why your father was plotted against by the gods and immortals..."
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