I Was Bound to the God of Wealth System on the Day I Was Born

When Lin Qiqi was born, her family was destitute and the only valuable thing was the iron pot with a cracked top. When he was named, his father was deeply in debt and lamented the misery of Qiqi, so he was named Lin Qiqi. On the day she was born, a black mark flashed across her forehead, which was considered an ominous sign. But only she knew that this was a signal bound to the God of Wealth system. Children of the same age are either reciting poems and painting or cultivating immortality and Taoism. Even the runny-nosed Ergoudan next door was lucky enough to be unexpectedly appreciated by an expert. The neighbor's aunt came to show off the spiritual weapon rewarded by the expert in a high-profile manner, and looked at her with eyes full of contempt for the good-for-nothing. But no one knows that her spiritual weapon is unique, super awesome, and only exists in the legendary wishing well! Others are four years old, laughing and playing, carefree. When Lin Qiqi was four years old, she had the Midas touch to help her parents beat their snobbish relatives. A genius at the age of twelve, he became a disciple and became the top scholar in high school. Lin Qiqi is twelve years old. Why does this emperor spend money like water? I don't approve of his wish to make a fortune this year! At the age of eighteen, the beauty has a happy marriage and a perfect match. When Lin Qiqi was eighteen years old, she made a wish in front of her wishing pool: I want handsome men like clouds to hug me from left to right... But this time, the wishing pool was silent for the first time. 1. Recently, a strange big customer came to the Temple of Wealth. He spent tens of thousands of dollars in the wishing well every day but left no wishes. Just when Lin Qiqi lamented that this handsome young man was pious and refined, and determined to realize the young man's wishes in the future regardless of the many difficulties, even if he ascended to the throne of emperor, the young man made a wish on his birthday: I want to blaspheme the gods. Lin Qiqi:? ? The young man was reserved and polite: Is that okay? Lin Qiqi bit the bullet: Which god in the sky is your target? The young man smiled slightly: Make a wish to the God of Wealth, and the target will be the God of Wealth. Lin Qiqi couldn't help but remember that not long ago, mortal believers imagined many portraits of the God of Wealth, the most famous of which was the image of a kind old man with a beard holding a gold ingot. Over time, the title of God of Wealth resounded throughout the country. Could it be that this young man has broken through the phenomenon and seen the essence? Can you fall in love with such a God of Wealth? How many flavors there are. Intention: No matter what you do, you must have a clear conscience