The wind was blowing, and the weeds were growing wild.

The survivors knelt on the ground and howled, shouting and kowtowing, and finally attracted the attention of the God of Wealth, Wang Xuan.

She turned slowly,

and in the expectant eyes of the survivors,

she pronounced two words in a clear and loud voice:

"Robbery!"

Everyone was stunned.

In their confused eyes, the God of Wealth, Wang Xuan, flicked her sleeves and cast a festive red silk halo on them.

Buzz!

All the objects on their bodies trembled, and then emitted white light of varying brightness.

The survivors looked at each other in surprise and suspicion.

"Why are the things on us glowing?"

"Your watch is so dazzling!"

"I understand! The more valuable the things are, the brighter they are!"

The next second, a strange scene happened.

The watch automatically unbuttoned, the wallet jumped out of the pocket, the mobile phone flew up, and all the items defied gravity and floated from bottom to top towards the nine-story tower in the hands of the God of Wealth Wang Xuan.

The closer to the nine-story tower,

the smaller the size of the items.

Finally, in a burst of white light, all these items sank into the first floor of the nine-story tower and disappeared from the survivors' sight.

The survivors were stunned.

"Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters."

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan said slowly: "Don't cry, tell me, how did you get into this place?"

[To be honest, I have been using the book reader to keep up with the latest updates recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with many voices, both Android and Apple are available. ]

Hearing this, everyone was immediately excited.

"We are a tour group! God of Wealth, help us!"

"There are ghosts in the village! Many of us died!"

"My watch is worth 400,000. You must save me first before saving people. I will definitely burn incense for you every day!"

God of Wealth Wang Xuan frowned slightly.

At this time, Lin Yu said, "God of Wealth, we came to Kunlun Mountain for a trip, but we got lost due to bad weather and ended up here by mistake." Wang

Xuan, the God of Wealth, relaxed her frown and gave Lin Yu a look of approval.

Everyone else was begging for a job, but only Lin Yu answered her question.

Ended up here by mistake...

She looked thoughtful.

Lin Yu stared at Wang Xuan, the God of Wealth.

The more she looked at him, the more familiar he looked to her. She was almost certain that they had met before, but suddenly she couldn't remember where.

But where had they met before?

I have been staying in school all this time.

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan hesitated for two seconds and said, "Oh——"

The survivors looked at the God of Wealth Wang Xuan expectantly, and then they saw the God of Wealth Wang Xuan turned around, as if nothing had happened.

Survivor: ???

Didn't you say that you take money from people and eliminate disasters for them?

"God of Wealth?"

"Why did you turn around?"

"God of Wealth?"

God of Wealth Wang Xuan ignored the survivors' calls and asked the miserable white ghost in front of him, "Where is he?"

The survivors looked at the miserable white ghost in fear, and only then did they see what these things looked like.

They are no different from the fierce ghosts in movies and TV dramas.

The figure is erratic, the skin is gray, and the eyes are full of resentment.

But the expression is a little strange, and the stiff face is covered with a stiff smile that is uglier than crying.

The smile is so ugly and he still smiles,

just short of having "bullying the weak and fearing the strong" engraved on his forehead.

But if you ask a ghost, will the ghost answer?

＜oQuack quack quack······

The fierce ghosts are silent.

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan showed a sullen look on his face: "Shame on you!"

He rolled up his golden sleeves and rushed towards the fierce ghosts, not caring about his image at all.

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Dong! Bang! Bang!

duang!

Under the stunned gaze of the survivors, the God of Wealth Wang Xuan attacked with both hands, swinging the big ingot and the nine-story pagoda with great force, and drove dozens of ghosts to run all over the street.

The fierce ghosts were so scared that they covered their heads and ran into the alleys.

"Run? I'll see where you run!"

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan snorted coldly, and transformed himself into dozens of incarnations. Each incarnation caught a fierce ghost and beat him up, muttering something while beating him.

"You are pretending to be dumb for me, right?"

"You are pretending well!"

"I will cure you of this bad habit!"

In an instant, the sky above the whole village was filled with mournful cries, which made those who heard it sad and those who listened to it burst into tears.

"Woo woo woo woo"

There are ghosts everywhere, and the God of Wealth riding on ghosts everywhere.

Suddenly, the survivors had an illusion that they did not mistakenly enter the ghost village, but the ghosts mistakenly entered the God of Wealth village.

"I just heard the howling of wolves, the crying of ghosts, and saw the living God of Wealth. This trip is really worth it!" Someone murmured, "It would be even better if we can get out alive."

"Why is the God of Wealth so awesome?"

"Isn't that nonsense? How can someone who manages money not be awesome?"

After a few minutes,

the bodies of the fierce ghosts were almost beaten to pieces, and

the God of Wealth Wang Xuan let them go.

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan was still not satisfied and dismissed his incarnation, gathered the fierce ghosts together again, and then took out a large stack of gray-white banknotes from his sleeves.

The temperature around him dropped two degrees out of nowhere, and the survivors shivered with cold.

"Yin banknotes!"

Someone recognized the gray-white banknotes in her hand.

Others asked, "What are Yin Bi?"

"Yin Bi is the money of the dead!" the man explained fearfully, "In the folk customs of my hometown, the money of the dead can be used to bribe the ghosts of the underworld, redeem the sins committed in life, and be reborn in the next life!" Others wondered

, "If you have money, you don't have to go to hell?"

"Yin Bi is not the parallel import money of Tiandi Bank!" the man whispered, "No matter how much money you have in the world, you can't exchange it for a Yin Bi, that is the real money of the dead!"

"Will the God of Wealth give them money?" someone asked angrily, "What is this? Medical expenses? Doesn't she know that these ghosts have killed many of us?"

Another person blocked his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Xu looked at the God of Wealth Wang Xuan quietly. She felt that the God of Wealth would not give money to ghosts, and even if he did, it must be for some other reason.

The God of Wealth Wang Xuan grabbed the Yin Bi and shook it in front of the fierce ghosts.

She changed her ferocious face just now and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, I was impulsive just now. As compensation, these are all yours!"

After that, he gave each ghost a few Yin Bi.

These powerful ghosts all looked not very smart. Holding the Yinbi was like seeing their relatives. The resentful aura on their bodies dissipated a lot at once.

"Damn it! How can the God of Wealth really give money to ghosts?" The person whose mouth was blocked struggled, "What kind of God of Wealth is she? Does she know who gave her incense?"

The other survivors were silent.

They were also a little indignant, but they didn't dare to say it out loud, worried that the God of Wealth would hear it and not save them in the future.

"Where is he?" The God of Wealth Wang Xuan said slowly, "If anyone answers me..."

She smiled and raised a bundle of Yinbi, the meaning of which was self-evident.

There must be a brave ghost under the reward.

"I said,"

a ghost who looked like a child opened his mouth, but the voice came out from his chest, hoarse and hollow.

"He is right here, right here"