Shen Jie is the little god of wealth in heaven and has worked diligently for many years. Recently, the Temple of Wealth has expanded new business, and I don't know whose cake has been touched. At this moment, he is tied up in the Yuelao Temple, and his body is wrapped with red threads.
"Why do you cut my thread!" Zhuang Yueyao held up the broken red thread, his hands shaking with anger.
Shen Jie said expressionlessly: "This is my mission."
Zhuang Yueyao held the thread that was broken into two parts and collapsed: "This is also my mission!"
Shen Jie remained indifferent: "That's none of my business."
Zhuang Yueyao completely broke his defense: "You are an unreasonable bachelor and the God of Wealth! You stole my top prize and you are playing dirty tricks!"
Shen Jie looked indifferent: "Then you can come back in secret."
Zhuang Yueyao had no choice. After he was asked to leave, he stared at the broken cord in his hand and suddenly showed a sinister smile.
At the same time, the human world.
Lin Luqiao finished working overtime and took the subway home.
The old lady of the landlady and her granddaughter happened to come to check the house. He saw a red thread on the shoulder of the landlady's granddaughter.
He kindly helped someone remove it, and the moment his fingertips touched it, a warmth wrapped around his wrist. Before he could react, the red line had disappeared, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.
He didn't take it seriously, and didn't notice it until he went to bed at night. In the dark bedroom, there was an abrupt red thread tied to the little finger of his left hand, which was glowing faintly.
In Yuelao Hall, Zhuang Yueyao looked at the slightly glowing red thread and nodded with satisfaction.
"You're playing dirty, right? Let's see how I come back!"
The human life you have been looking forward to, isn't this about to begin?
Intention: Congratulations on getting rich
