
Possessed by the Poor God
穷神附体
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 20k Words
- Genre
- Short Story
- Audience
- Female
- Subgenre
- Short Fiction
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Qidian
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Li Gou Sheng walks a tightrope between conscience and survival
This article "Possessed by the God of Poverty" will let you redefine "counterattack" - when the slum boy Li Gou Sheng tightly grasped the coin that can make money, the gears of fate were stained with blood. The cost of making money from coins is other people's misfortunes. The power possessed by the god of poverty hides fangs that can devour humanity. Every time he touches wealth, he walks a tightrope between conscience and survival. Zhao Wanjin's luck-gathering jade siphon sucks the luck of the whole city, Brother Hu's steel pipe crushes the dignity of the bottom class, and the wild chrysanthemum before Wang Ya's death becomes a glimmer of light that pierces the darkness. You will see the weirdness of the coins breaking into blood beads, the shock of the fortune-telling jade breaking into powder, and you will be hit by the phrase "It is not about forgetting the past, but about living with the memory." When the blackness of the Poor God and the emerald green of the Luck-Judging Jade collided in the bloody moonlight, every word screamed: The most ruthless counterattack in the world is never to step on others to get the upper hand, but to hold on to the last trace of warmth in the quagmire. Prepare to be burned to the soul by this rusty story - it will make you still feel the residual warmth of the coin in your palm after closing the book.