Chen Jianxiang was carried down by the medical team of the Third Army and was rescued.

Because there is too much blood flowing in the head.

But I didn't expect to be carried on the stretcher. The stretcher broke somehow, and Chen Jianxiang fell to the ground again.

The people in the medical team are all dumbfounded. This stretcher is a very hard stretcher. Why does it break? This material keeps burning on fire!

"It's really evil..."

Although tossing for a while, Chen Jianxiang still succeeded in carrying it down.

They are all medical teams in the military, and Lieutenant General Chen is also very relieved that his son will be carried to the rescue, but there is still a touch of vicissitudes in his heart.

"I'm sorry, General, my son didn't know what happened recently. It's really unlucky. Every day I am either broken his hands or feet, or on the way to the hospital for rescue, I don't know what's going on..."

It's like the last time I was sent to the hospital for rescue. It stands to reason that the school also has a medical warehouse, especially in places like military academies. It is impossible to be unprepared.

But it is very strange that all the school's medical warehouses are temporarily malfunctioning.

Finally sent to the hospital to be rescued, something even stranger is coming, as long as the medical warehouse where his son lay in, it will definitely fail.

But the other patients lay in, and they got better soon!

This kind of weird incident made the doctors feel weird, and in the end they could only operate on him in accordance with the original operation method.

Fortunately, the medicine works very well, and it's fine after two days.

However, the injury could be repaired by lying in the medical warehouse for a few hours, but his son was stunned by the pain for two days.

"Also on the road here, everyone's suspension cars drove well. Before I came, I checked the suspension cars for no problem, but there was a car accident..." Lieutenant General Chen said with a bitter expression: "And I and I Jianxiang was all riding in the same suspended vehicle. After the accident, I was fine at all. Instead, he was seriously injured."

It's really not easy for them to sit in the meeting room and wait for the admiral to come over!

"So, Admiral, don't get me wrong, he is really unlucky." It's not that you don't salute after seeing you!

Lieutenant General Chen was flustered, afraid of being misunderstood.

Wen Xiaoyun: "..."

Hearing this weird and terrifying hapless history, Wen Xiaoyun felt a little familiar inexplicably.

He looked towards Zhuang Zhou.

I saw the children's expressions of sympathy and fear.

Wen Xiaoyun: "..."

So, is it what he thinks?

Seeing Wen Xiaoyun's eyes, Zhuang Zhou stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "That person, scolded God of Wealth!"

Wen Xiaoyun thought, it really is.

Zhuang Zhou patted his chest with lingering fear, and whispered, "Don't scold you in the future."

Wen Xiaoyun rubbed his head: "How can I scold him."

How could he be willing to scold him.

"Yeah." Zhuang Zhou also touched his head and muttered: "It's so miserable that I don't dare to scold myself..."

Wen Xiaoyun: "???"

Lieutenant General Chen was a little nervous: "Admiral, when my son is healed, I will... bring you here again?"

Wen Xiaoyun still remembered that Lieutenant General Chen did not mention this matter less before, saying that his son's physical and mental strength were all S, and when he was admitted to the military school, his grades were also very good.

Wen Xiaoyun naturally didn't want to let go of such good seedlings, so he asked Lieutenant General Chen to bring them to see. If he was really good and his character was good, he would naturally agree.

But now I heard Zhou Zhou say that this person also scolded the God of Wealth.

Wen Xiaoyun's expression was faint: "Let's talk about it after Master Ling is well injured."

Well, that is, I am afraid it will be difficult to complete.

Lieutenant General Chen thought Wen Xiaoyun had agreed, and thanked him happily.

However, in the next half month, Chen Jianxiang went back to before... either on the way to be rescued or on the way to an accident.

In just half a month, people became haggard.

Even Chen Jianxiang has also practiced conditioned reflexes. Before a certain danger is about to come, he can reflexively defend and block once.

The speed was so fast that everyone was stunned.

In normal times, Chen Jianxiang must have proudly started to show off how talented he is. Such strength is all because of his excellence.

But now.

Chen Jianxiang looked dumbfounded. What can he say, can he say that he has been rescued too many times and that he has developed his defensive instincts? He can guarantee that the defense in place is only temporary.

The danger never stops, it just hasn't come yet.

Sure enough, the next second, he just successfully resisted a wave of danger, fell to the ground again!

Listening to the sound of rescue in his ear, Chen Jianxiang suddenly felt like the rescue failed, otherwise when will he be heady in such a day.

He couldn't go to the military school, because every time he went to school, strange accidents always happened.

So the school let him go home to recuperate.

It was not safe to recuperate at home, and finally moved directly to the hospital.

Chen Jianxiang's unlucky history is completely famous. Lieutenant General Chen is now on the road, and some people will ask: Is your son okay now?

At this time, Lieutenant General Chen would give a wry smile, and then said: "I'm in the hospital, I have to go in within an hour of coming out."

So I just stayed.

Everyone: "..."

This is also true.

What a wicked one.

Lieutenant General Chen has a good life in the Third Army. For one, he has a good temper and will not bully the soldiers below by his position. In addition, he is from a good family. If there are soldiers in the army who encounter something, he can help. Those who are busy will help.

The only one who had been special was to take his son to see Xiaoyun, and wanted to bring his son into the Third Army.

Therefore, most people in the Legion respected him. Seeing that his son was so miserable, people began to advise him.

"Well, Lieutenant General Chen, do you believe in God?"

Lieutenant General Chen was a little at a loss: "What **** do you believe in?"

"That is, you don't think your son is a bit unlucky."

Lieutenant General Chen sighed: "It's probably just bad luck."

"Luck, you have to worship God!" The person who made the suggestion vowed: "Do you rarely see our Third Army Exchange Group? I suggest you go and see when you are free!"

Lieutenant General Chen was aroused by what he said, opened the communication group of the terminal and looked at it, and then he was confused, he couldn't understand the painting style full of screens!

"Don't you think that the Elite Squad and the Flying Dragon Battle Fleet have become a little different after returning from the Junk Star?"

"Not some, I don't even dare to recognize them! These people talk all day long, saying that if you worship the **** of wealth, you will have good luck, and the incense will continue every day."

"Is this God of Wealth the same person we dreamed of wearing a star coin mask the night the admiral came back?"

"Should it be? Don't you say goodbye to make you rich?"

"Hahaha, I don’t know anything about it. When the sixth child told me yesterday, I bowed in the mood to give it a try. When I prayed, I thought in my heart that I hope that Admiral can see my excellence~ As a result, Admiral today Suddenly checked our second group, and when I saw my results, I praised me!"

"I'll go, I'm still surprised today. The inspection of the various groups has always been the responsibility of several lieutenants, even the adjutant, how come the general suddenly inspected it himself."

"Right? That's why I feel magical! I plan to visit again tonight and try it!"

"To tell you one thing, Baizi and I bet each other a few days ago. If this **** is really so good, let us get out of the order! Then... I don’t know if I have been skeptical and don’t believe it, but Baizi was very pious when he worshiped. He really got off today o(╥﹏╥)o, the girl he had a crush on also happened to like him, and she was just together! Let’s go to worship the God of Wealth now! Lord."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Wait! What is this? It's not that this is the God of Fortune. Can you make a fortune after worshiping? How can you get out of the order?"

"Who knows, maybe it will bring good luck. If you have good luck, you can get rich again, and you can get rid of orders again?"

This sentence was recognized by everyone, so more and more people in the group came to share their own affairs.

Some people really get good luck, but some people still have the same luck after worshipping. There is no good luck and there is no change in life.

However, Lieutenant General Chen found that those who did not get good luck held an attitude of unbelief when chatting in the group.

And most of the soldiers who have good luck are people who talk very well in peacetime and work hard, so after getting a little bit of good luck, they immediately rise into the air.

Lieutenant General Chen became more surprised as he watched, and he felt a trace of uncertainty in his heart.

Is it really so amazing?

His son Jianxiang is too unlucky now, can he really be transported after he pays his respects?

With such doubts, Lieutenant General Chen consulted several people, and after confirming that good luck was really possible, he also had a little hope in his heart.

He began to worship that night.

When I got up the next day, I ran to the hospital to see my son, to see if his son was not so unlucky.

But the effect seems to be small.

Lieutenant General Chen was a little disappointed. Is it really a lie?

The other members of the Third Army made suggestions to Lieutenant General Chen.

"Lieutenant General, or would you ask your son to pay him a respect? Most of us all seek good luck for ourselves."

So Lieutenant General Chen went to the hospital and told his son about it.

Chen Jianxiang looked incredible: "Dad, why do you still believe this?"

Lieutenant General Chen said solemnly: "Most people in the Third Army believe it."

Chen Jianxiang couldn't believe it: "Admiral Wen actually believed it? Dad! It was me, not you, who obviously hurt my brain. What age is this, why do you still believe this kind of thing!"

Lieutenant General Chen sighed and said, "If you weren't that miserable, I wouldn't believe in such a thing."

Chen Jianxiang: "..."

Chen Jianxiang has nothing to say.

Lieutenant General Chen: "You are obedient. When you can get out of bed, you will worship this god. I have invited you back all the gods."

As he spoke, he took out an idol from the space twist.

This idol was based on the big idol on the Flying Dragon battleship.

When he was still on the Garbage Star, Wen Xiaoyun personally created such a statue for Zhuang Zhou to gain more faith and placed it on the Flying Dragon battleship for everyone to worship.

Although it is not like Zhuang Zhou, it is the God of Wealth who is invited. Zhuang Zhou recognizes this statue and all worship will go to him.

Like the earth, the gods in each city and in everyone's heart are different, and the same gods enshrined in various temples across the country are also different.

For example, the **** of wealth in this place is the elderly **** of wealth, and the **** of wealth in another place is dedicated to another image of the **** of wealth.

But no matter what kind of God of Wealth you worship, as long as you know who the God of Wealth you worship is, then your faith will be accepted by that God.

And StarCraft... only Zhuang Zhou is the **** of wealth, and faith is even more unlikely to fly to other gods.

Lieutenant General Chen explained his son carefully and told him to leave after worshipping.

Chen Jianxiang looked at the statue of the **** placed next to his hospital bed and was speechless.

It is impossible for him to worship, and his brain is not broken!

Zhuang Zhou is redecorating his shop.

Since knowing that the fame of ‘Little Master’ can also be the power of his faith, he is ready to manage this fame.

Wen Xiaoyun saw that he was taking it seriously, and reminded him aloud: "Take a rest early."

Zhuang Zhou nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Xiaoyun saw that his mind was on the terminal, so he could only say, "Good night, then?"

"good night!"

Wen Xiaoyun went out, and the room became quiet.

Zhuang Zhou decorated his shop, then suddenly raised his head and frowned slightly as he looked at the closed door.

Since arriving at Wen Xiaoyun's house, he has not slept with himself.

Is it because he didn't enter his dream, he stopped sleeping with himself?

Zhuang Zhou looked at the terminal in his hand, thought about it, closed the terminal, picked up his idol and went out.

He ran all the way to the door of Wen Xiaoyun's room and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened, revealing Wen Xiaoyun's slightly surprised eyes: "Zhouzhou?"

Zhuang Zhou lowered his head and his ears were red. He whispered, "My brother...don't want to sleep with me."

Wen Xiaoyun looked at the drooping little head in front of him, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Then he wants to sleep with me?"

Zhuang Zhou nodded lightly, then quietly raised his eyes, wanting to peek at Wen Xiaoyun's expression, not wanting to raise his eyes, just to meet Wen Xiaoyun's gaze.

Zhuang Zhou flushed a little bit more, then put the idol into Wen Xiaoyun's arms, turned his head and ran.

"sorry to bother you!"

Wen Xiaoyun looked at the idol in his hand, a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

He closed the door, put the idol on his pillow, and went to wash himself.

After washing, he lay down, looked at the idols beside him, and said in a low voice: "Good night."

In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was silent, and Wen Xiaoyun seemed to have fallen asleep.

The idol’s eyes moved suddenly, blinked a little embarrassedly, and then drilled into the bed little by little, until it was very close to Wen Xiaoyun, and he stopped when he could smell his breathing, and felt relieved. I closed my eyes.

However, Zhuang Zhou did not fall asleep. He felt a strange worship. He had never seen faith mixed with a lot of bad luck, and rushed towards him together, which frightened him, so he followed it. The source of faith is gone.

He came to a hospital and entered into a avatar of a god.

Hospital rooftop.

A young man with a swollen nose, lame legs, and gauze wrapped around his arms, was kneeling on the ground with stubborn determination, holding three sticks of incense in one hand, praying piously.

Zhuang Zhou: "Huh!"

Isn't this Chen Jianxiang?

No wonder faith carries so much bad luck.

Why did he begin to worship himself, and he was called a monster!

Chen Jianxiang didn't know that his actions were clearly seen by Zhuang Zhou in the idol.

He piously offered incense, praying that he would not be so miserable tomorrow, at least let him see Wen Xiaoyun, and show Admiral Wen his talents...

After the worship, he put away his things and went downstairs to the ward.

One stepped empty and immediately rolled down the stairs.

Before fainting, Chen Jianxiang saw the robot nurse running towards him, and tears finally came out of his eyes.

He is really bitter!

Then he fainted.

In a daze, Chen Jianxiang felt as if he had a dream.

In his dream, he once again met the monster wearing a star coin mask.

But now, exhausted, he has no energy to fight against each other.

He just asked coldly: "You invaded my consciousness again?"

Zhuang Zhou said innocently: "You asked me to come."

Chen Jianxiang wondered: "Impossible! How could I ask a monster to invade my subconscious mind!"

As soon as Zhuang Zhou lifted his hand, a statue of God suddenly appeared in his hand.

Seeing this idol, Chen Jianxiang's expression changed: "How can you..."

Zhuang Zhou said: "He is me! I am the **** of wealth. You worship me and let me give you good luck. I heard."

While Chen Jianxiang said it was impossible, he thought of something.

When did he start to be unlucky?

It was the first time this masked man wearing a star coin invaded his subconscious mind!

After he woke up, he kept getting bad luck!

Sure enough, the person wearing the star coin mask spoke, and he said: "If you insult God, bad luck will find you, so you will be so bad this time."

Chen Jianxiang: "So you are hurting me!"

Zhuang Zhou said he walked around him, muttering to himself: "I don't think your brain is broken."

Chen Jianxiang was furious: "Then what do you mean?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "It's obviously that you have been caught by bad luck yourself. That's why you are so unlucky. Think about it carefully. Every time you are unlucky, is it your own bad luck, or is it someone else's bad luck?"

Chen Jianxiang stopped talking.

Because it was indeed his own bad luck.

Because of this, the more he thought about it, the more he panicked, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was impossible!

"I don't believe... There is no **** in this world... I don't believe it! This must be fake!"

Zhuang Zhou saw him deceiving himself and sighed very maturely: "Hey, young man, if you don't listen to advice, you will always suffer."

Before leaving, Zhuang Zhou said: "If you want to change your bad luck now, you'd better do more good things. The more good things you do, the less bad luck you will have. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After speaking, he left directly.

Just as when I came, I walked quietly.

The next day, Wen Xiaoyun woke up and found that the idol was in his arms.

He smiled, picked up the idol, and said: "Morning."

After washing and going out, he happened to run into Zhuang Zhou. The boy blushed and looked at Wen Xiaoyun's gaze a little evasively.

Wen Xiaoyun asked: "Did you sleep well?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Um...very good."

Wen Xiaoyun said, "You gave me your elder brother, so will you not be able to sleep if you sleep alone?"

Zhuang Zhou's face turned a little redder: "No, I won't..."

He secretly returned to the idol and fell asleep!

Wen Xiaoyun also pretended not to know that he had fallen asleep, and said: "That's good, then I'm going to work, do you want to go with me?"

Zhuang Zhou said puzzledly: "Aren't you going to the military headquarters today? Yesterday you said that they would reward you for your military exploits today."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoyun's smile faded and said, "I don't want to go."

Zhuang Zhou was stunned: Wen Xiaoyun... Is this acting like a baby?

He was a little funny in his heart, so he secretly took a moment to comfort him and said, "It's okay, I'll be back soon! I'll be waiting for you at home!"

Waiting for you at home is a magic word.

Wen Xiaoyun never thought there was anything strange about this sentence before.

But now I heard in his heart, but it seemed to be able to burn his heart, making his heart burn for only one person.

It was rare for Wen Xiaoyun to go to the military headquarters with a little reluctant to leave home.

Military department.

As soon as Wen Xiaoyun entered the conference room, he received eager eyes from many people.

"Smell, Admiral, it's been a long time since I saw you, how are you doing well these days?"

"Brother Wen, I wanted to pick you up at the airport on the day you came back. I didn't expect to be able to get away for a while and would not come. You wouldn't blame me, would you?"

"Old Wen, come, come here, come and sit down quickly, tell me about the previous battle with the Zerg queen, I'm very curious!"

Wen Xiaoyun paused, glanced calmly across everyone in the meeting room, and then landed next to Marshal Huo, walked straight to Marshal Huo and sat down.

Marshal Huo smiled and sent him a terminal message.

[Marshal Huo: Since knowing that your Third Army is very likely to know that ‘little master’, these people have always wanted to indulge in relations with you. 】

[Marshal Huo: It is ridiculous that before the Mecha Contest, they are still discussing whether you are qualified to continue to be the commander of the Third Army. 】

Wen Xiaoyun didn't reply immediately.

In fact, today is here to award him a new medal of war exploits.

It has been half a month since he returned to Capital Star, and the battle exploits of the hand-blade Zerg queen have been held down and dragged.

Until now, after knowing that the Third Army had a relationship with the little master who could make a stream of consciousness mecha and a 100% energy radiation screen mecha, the person who wanted to pull him down immediately stopped talking, and the combat exploits were also suppressed. Down.

Wen Xiaoyun has also seen the rapid change.

And these are also the results that Zhouzhou brought to him.

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, the people from the other legions immediately asked Qi Wen Xiaoyun about the ‘Little Master’.

Wen Xiaoyun said lightly: "This master doesn't like being disturbed. I really don't know where he lives. He will only show up when he wants to see me."

After hearing this, everyone was a little unbelievable: "Wen Admiral, would you not refuse to tell us? The stream of consciousness mecha has been born now, and it is still appearing in our empire. The mecha reform must begin, in this case. , In order to increase the national defense force of our empire, we must start with the military department. You are hiding this master... Isn’t that good?"

Wen Xiaoyun said: "This is different from the past. My spiritual power is now polluted by radiation. Do you think that I still have the ability to hide this master?"

He curled his lips: "I am willing, the master is willing?"

Everyone had different thoughts after hearing this.

Wen Xiaoyun was right. Since this master was so powerful, it would be easy if he really wanted to be famous.

Then it is very likely that I really want to keep a low profile.

Everyone thought about it, and then changed their strategy: "Admiral Wen, since you will contact you when you say he wants to show up, why do you contact you? Do you know the master's preferences?"

Wen Xiaoyun said immediately: "No, how would I know, this is impossible."

When Wen Xiaoyun said this, he refused to go on.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and the more I feel that Wen Xiaoyun must know something.

So, after the meeting, Wen Xiaoyun led his new exploits, greeted Marshal Huo and left in a hurry.

The people in the major legions looked at the manpower arrangements and closely followed Wen Xiaoyun's every move.

Every corps has the details of other corps buried deep, because there are too many members in the corps, and it is impossible to check the details of everyone clearly.

The third legion also has details of other legions.

Soon, the major legions received the information they had collected.

—Wen Xiaoyun does go to get off work and leave work on time every day. He didn't go out to see anyone in the middle, and no strange people in the legion entered, let alone anyone suspected of being a ‘little master’.

If there is something strange about the Third Army, Wen Xiaoyun built a strange statue yesterday and placed it in the Third Army.

All the major legions were deeply puzzled by the news they received: "What exactly is Wen Xiaoyun doing? Does he really have no contact information for the little master? Then why did the little master take the initiative to look for him?"

After further investigation, the major legions faintly discovered something wrong.

Wen Xiaoyun actually indulged the soldiers of their Third Army and worshipped the statue every day!

The people of the Third Legion talked about every day, as if they were brainwashed by a certain cult. If it hadn’t been for the Legion’s culture class and patriotic sentiment class were still on, they would all suspect that the Third Legion had become a cult. .

In the end, the major legions received the greatest piece of information: the statue worshipped by the Third Legion was not a statue, but a deity. It is said that it was the belief of that ‘little master’!

Everyone suddenly realized that Wen Xiaoyun got the favor of the little master by flattering?

What kind of **** the little master believes in, so Wen Xiaoyun encouraged the whole army to follow the belief in that kind of god. This move made the little master happy, so he gave them a stream of consciousness mech for the third army?

Are they okay?

Of course, some people also raised objections.

"Are you stupid? Wen Xiaoyun was infected by energy radiation and his brain was broken, so doing this kind of childish and superstitious thing, do you really believe that as long as you flatter like this, you can get the faith of the little master?"

Yes, everyone thinks this is outrageous.

They are all senior corps! How can you believe such outrageous and mindless things.

They are not stupid!

Not to be forcibly degraded!

How can you do such a thing that loses IQ?

But... just in case.

What if this mysterious little master likes to look at them not very clever? !

If you can get the stream of consciousness mecha, who won't play a fool?

At this point, someone was already ready to move.

Until the fifth day.

Wen Xiaoyun appeared in the public eye with Mecha Vos.

Everyone knows that the Mecha Voss built by Gruen, in the previous battle with the Zerg Empress, was torn apart, and it may not be possible to repair it.

But this time, Wen Xiaoyun appeared again with Voss!

In the face of the media, Wen Xiaoyun said openly: "Thank you, Master, for repairing and evolving Voss. My Voss has now officially evolved into a stream of consciousness mecha, controlled by mental power and shielded by 100% energy radiation. "

The whole network is in an uproar!

Unexpectedly, the appearance of the first conventional stream of consciousness mecha was Wen Xiaoyun's mecha Voss!

The previous Little Broken 4.0 was not a conventional mecha, but a mini mecha.

Everyone was waiting for the conventional mechas to appear, but they didn't expect it to be Wen Xiaoyun's Voss.

The senior officers of the major corps were dumbfounded.

"Are you sure Wen Xiaoyun didn't go anywhere, at home and the military headquarters every day?"

"When did the little master help Wen Xiaoyun fix Vos?!"

The Third Army frequently received stream-of-consciousness mechas, which made it impossible for the senior leaders of the major Army to sit still.

If Xuewen Xiaoyun organizes a legion to worship that god, he can really get help from the little master, and they...are willing to be forcibly reduced to wisdom!

Let the little master think that they are not too smart!

As a result, many powerful families and high-level legions began to learn from Wen Xiaoyun to build idols and worship.

Overnight, Zhuang Zhou gained the power of tens of thousands of beliefs, and Zhuang Zhou himself was dumbfounded.

He watched Wen Xiaoyun take the rhythm step by step, asking these people to voluntarily do this kind of brain-deficient thing, and the continuous operation made him bewildered.

This is more useful than his dream!

"Wen Xiaoyun, you... are too amazing!"

Wen Xiaoyun said: "You told me before that you want to make more mechas and let more people admire you. They all want mechas. Since they want to do nothing, wouldn't it be cheaper for them."

Zhuang Zhou was so happy that his eyes curled up.

Don't look at the tens of thousands of people who listen to very few, but there are many of them in the same position as Wen Xiaoyun!

This kind of people who provide jobs to many people have many times the power of their beliefs than others!

In other words, even though there are tens of thousands of people, there are actually tens of thousands of true beliefs!

Wen Xiaoyun is so good!

Wen Xiaoyun smiled and said, "It's fine if you are happy."

"But." Zhuang Zhou quickly became distressed again. He said: "With so many people, my brother and I will have to work overtime again to fulfill their wish!"

"No need." Wen Xiaoyun said: "Zhouzhou, do you know the God of the ancient earth?"

Zhuang Zhou said, "I know."

Wen Xiaoyun: "On the ancient earth, there were many people who believed in God, but did you see that God blessed everyone?"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "So, don't let your faith be in vain. Get it first before talking. As for you...whether your brother fulfills his wish depends on his mood."

Zhuang Zhou suddenly realized: "It seems to be too!"

Who is a good person, who works harder, he will help whoever!

As for the others...don't do it for nothing!

Wen Xiaoyun is really amazing! He didn't expect it to be like this!

Zhuang Zhou looked at him, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Then can I ask you something?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "You ask."

Zhuang Zhou said: "You let so many people...well, believe in the **** of wealth, then, then why don't you worship?"

We have known each other for so long, Wen Xiaoyun never worshiped.

I didn’t believe in God before.

But now he clearly knows...

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoyun was silent for a while.

Zhuang Zhou thought he didn't want to talk, but when he wanted to end the topic, he heard Xiaoyun speak.

"I don't want to be blessed by him, because he wants to bless so many people, but no one protects him." He said, "I want to be the one who can bless him."

The author has something to say: PS—

The little God of Wealth who succeeded in being biased.

Zhuang Zhou: Hey, I have changed. I am no longer the unselfish God of Wealth...

The typos will be revised later, today is very thick and long!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I am happy 2;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: I love 10 bottles of envy; 7 bottles of hard work to cultivate and nourish; 5 bottles of my name are the most conspicuous; 1 bottle of Yunwu, 婄弋, and 1 bottle of ink stain;

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