The sun outside the window gradually became westward, and lights were lit in Guandi Temple.

A few years ago, there was no electricity here in Guandi Temple, but once again, after Ding Ning took his old man to play the almost extinct Little Bawang game console on the market, Guandi Temple was powered on.

The argument between the two old and young did not weaken as night fell.

The old man was obviously impatient and pestered Ding Ning so hard that he stood up, pointed his hand at the golden body of Guandi, and shouted: "Baby, please show me clearly. We have been worshipping Master Guan Er, who has been there for so many years. Do you know who Master Guan Er is?"

"I know, Guan Gong, playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong is what you always do every day."

Situ Huang suddenly blew his beard and glared: "I didn't ask you to say this, I asked you to read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Liu, Guan and Zhang have a good martial arts, especially Guan and Zhang, who are not brave enough! But what in the end? Following Liu Xuande was chased and beaten with his butt every day, and there was no place to hide. If it weren't for Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched building... Bah! I've made you confused. If you visit the thatched cottage three times, where would you get the world? And what did Zhuge Liang rely on? Isn't it because they have knowledge, read a lot, have a omnipresent astronomy and geography, and the weather forecast will be great. The ancients knew the use of knowledge. That emperor was not thirsty for talents and seeking talents! Why did you, a young man, have a elm-headed mind and don't know how to open your mind!"

Seeing that the old man was hitting him with a gun and a stick, Ding Ning finally fell silent.

His original intention was good, but it was obvious that neither mother nor master could support his decision. It seemed that he was still a little taken for granted.

But Ding Ning was not so willing to fail, and asked tentatively: "Master, my mother doesn't let me go out to work, what should I do if the tuition fee? I can't watch her weave at home. She can't even eat enough to provide me with school, why don't you always support me?"

Situ Huang’s great truth is right, but once things come back to reality, he will be a clever woman who can’t cook without rice.

He was stunned for a moment, then sat down with some frustration: "If I had money, I would have repaired this dilapidated temple long ago, and look at the air leaking from all sides..."

The father and father were dejected and speechless.

Suddenly the old man's eyes lit up and he said to Ding Ning: "Baby, come and worship Mr. Guan Er. Mr. Guan Er is the God of Wealth, righteous! Be particular! Cao Mengde can't impress him even if he pleases him. Maybe you are sincere, he will bless you to live a good life!"

Ding Ning smiled bitterly: "Master, I have been following you to worship Mr. Guan Er for many years. Isn't the family still so hard? There are so many people who worship Mr. Er. Can he take care of me? If you ask me, it's better to buy a God of Wealth to worship him, and maybe it can still show his spirit."

As soon as he said that, the old man shook his head immediately: "It's not appropriate, it's inappropriate. Master Guan Er may be able to show his power, but the Wencai God will definitely not show his power."

Ding Ning knew that his master was sometimes sarcastic and seemed to believe in the feudal superstition, but Ding Ning himself was an atheist and never really took these things to heart.

When the old man saw that Ding Ning seemed to be unbelievable, he stood up and came to his broken bed, whispering underneath, making it so smoky that he took out a wooden statue from a broken box for a long time.

It was a dark red statue as big as an egg. It looked a bit old. The gaps in the wood carvings were covered with dust, but the true appearance of the statue could still be seen, that is, every household would paste a picture of the God of Wealth inside.

"This statue has been around for many years. Master's master stayed there. I don't know what my master left for this thing. Do you know who this statue is?"

"Isn't it the God of Wealth?"

"Of course I know he is the God of Wealth. What I ask you is, who is the God of Wealth?"

"Well... Zhao Gongming?" Ding Ning said with some uncertainty. He remembered that the Congshen made Zhao Gongming the God of Wealth.

"Wrong! Zhao Gongming is the God of Wealth, right, but this God of Wealth is not him, this is Bi Gan."

"Bigan? The one who was dug up by King Zhou?"

"Yes, it's him."

The old man sat beside Ding Ning and slowly spoke: "Daji's vixen said that he had a seven-pointed heart and could cure diseases. After King Zhou believed Daji's words, he had to dig out his heart. Bi Gan was angry and threw it to King Zhou. Then he left the court in a daze, and was killed by the Shen Gongbao. Before he died, he laughed and gave it to the poor. After the death, the people remembered Bi Gan better, so they named him the God of Wealth. Unlike Zhao Gongming, this is the God of Wealth in the hearts of the people, but not the God of Right."

"Oh, so that's it, but why is the master saying that worshiping him is useless?"

"This is not simple. The God of Wealth is heartless! He will not remember you even if you worship him. He has no heart. How can he still remember your good things? So worshiping is also in vain."

Ding Ning suddenly realized and took the statue of the God of Wealth in the hands of his master with some confusion.

He gently wiped off the dust on the statue with his hands. At this moment, Ding Ning suddenly felt the statue on his palm move!

Perhaps it wasn't the statue that was really moving, but Ding Ning felt that at this moment, the statue of God of Wealth gave him a wonderful feeling, as if he was about to come back to life!

I couldn't help but open my eyes and observe carefully. The feeling I had just disappeared in the moment, as if this had never happened.

Ding Ning couldn't even be sure that the feeling just now was really illusory.

But he instinctively held the statue of God of Wealth a little tightened. No matter whether the feeling was true or false, he wanted to figure it out clearly. Perhaps this thing is really a treasure.

"Master, how about giving this thing to me?"

"Take it and take it. Since you like it, I hope it will really bring good luck to you both mothers and mothers. Alas! It's really a pain for you."

The old man seemed to have something unspeakable, but he didn't want to say much to Ding Ning. He got up and went to the table, moved his 100-pound big-valve knife to the side, and turned on the Xiaobawang game console.

If you don’t have a TV station, you can use it to play games. The old man opened a game called Double Dragon and started to fight, and kept muttering: "This disease is really a scam, otherwise even if you can’t learn all my skills, you can learn the little man’s three moves and two moves here."

Ding Ning was silent, turned around and left Guandi Temple, and returned to Qingshan Village along the mountain road.

When she returned home, Thirteen Niang had prepared the meal and even had a grass carp, which was exchanged for the woven Chinese knots, celebrating Ding Ning's admission to No. 1 Middle School with excellent results.

Both mother and son were weak, but their appetite was very different. Thirteen girls ate one-tenth of a fish, and Ding Ning, a fat man, ate nine out of ten.

After dinner, Ding Ning returned to his small room.

There is only one wooden bed and a table, and there is no other decoration.

Ding Ning lay on the bed and took out the statue of the God of Wealth in his arms.

After studying it for a while, Ding Ning did not find anything surprising about this statue. As for the wonderful thing, it never appeared at all. This made Ding Ning wonder if it was his illusion in Guandi Temple.

He really couldn't see any tricks, so Ding Ning was a little discouraged, but he still held the statue of the God of Wealth with one hand and touched his pocket with the other hand.

He was lying down and not taking off his clothes. He felt something in his pocket seemed to be so uncomfortable. He touched it and found that there was a one-yuan coin inside.
Chapter completed!