Binding system, I became the richest man

After the three of them had rested enough, they continued to walk up. There were many fruit trees planted nearby, and birds were flying around on the trees.

There were quite a lot of pedestrians walking on the road. Those who got off the road all held their legs high, walking and stopping from time to time. They seemed really tired. This temple was built too high.

"Ah—we're finally here."

When you reach the top of the mountain, you will see a flat area with many temples and meditation rooms built on it.

Looking out, you really feel like you are at the top of a mountain, overlooking all the other mountains.

When walking in the city, I usually feel that those tall buildings can only be looked up at. When looking down from the top of the mountain, they are just tiny dots.

Densely packed houses, winding rivers, lush trees. This is daytime, and you should see colorful neon lights at night.

"Let's go, singles, go to the marriage tree and try to find a partner."

Wang Qian pulled Mingyue and wanted to walk towards the two big trees hung with red silk.

"It's okay here, not too many people."

"Look over there"

Mingyue pointed to another hall.

"Temple of the God of Wealth!!!"

Wang Qian seemed to have discovered a new world.

Mingyue knew that she was interested. Nowadays, young people focus on the Marriage Hall, but no one is interested, and the God of Wealth Hall is always in ruins.

[Host, you already have gold ingots, but you still go to worship the God of Wealth?! ]

Yuanbao suddenly made a sharp explosion in his sea of ​​consciousness.

[This is our most popular deity. China does not support idle deities.]

Mingyue actually doesn’t really believe in these things, but when she sees Yuanbao surging in her sea of ​​consciousness, she deliberately teases it.

[I don't want it, I don't want it, you still have to offer ingots and make a statue for me. ]

Mingyue raised her eyebrows, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood.

[Then what is your name, and what power do you have? The God of Wealth is in charge of wealth, and can he distribute wealth? ]

[Humph, my name is the God of Instant Wealth. I can make people rich overnight.]

Mingyue was amused by his appearance.

Yuanbao told her that if she could only bind to one host, how could she become a god?

[Okay, you are my little fairy, I don’t worship the God of Wealth. ]

Mingyue said lovingly.

【That’s pretty much it! 】

The little thing in the sea of ​​consciousness finally calmed down.

Wang Qian had already dragged Zhang Heng to line up at the entrance of the Temple of the God of Wealth. Mingyue didn't plan to go, so she found a place to sit nearby.

[Yueyue, you are so good to me, I decided to give you a reward. ]

Mingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "What reward?"

I have great expectations in my heart, and the ingot rewards are all good things.

【I decided to give you a good marriage. 】

Mingyue was happy, [Yuanbao, didn't you make me rich? And you can even help me find a lover. ]

She didn't think a system had this function.

[Hmph, your vision is small, don't underestimate me. ]

Mingyue sat on a wooden bench, looking up at the marriage tree with red silk hanging on its branches. In fact, she was communicating with Yuanbao in her mind. Her sight was vacant, and she didn't pay attention to her surroundings at all.

When she came to her senses, a gust of wind blew and blew down the red silk that a lady had just hung up.

Mingyue was wearing a simple long skirt and a beige sweater today, and her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. The wind in Yuanqing Temple was also romantic, blowing the red silk and directly covering Mingyue's eyebrows.

There were many people taking photos in the temple, and I happened to capture the fairy under the marriage tree who looked like a mountain camellia.

Everyone who saw this scene fell silent. A white hand grabbed the red silk, and a woman hurried over.

"Little girl, I'm sorry, I didn't tie it tightly."

Mingyue: “It’s okay.”

She handed over the red silk and accidentally saw the beautiful brush handwriting on the red silk, which vaguely showed the words "Hengzhi".

When people around saw each other talking, they started to do their own things and the atmosphere suddenly became lively again.

The woman, Mrs. Mo, was stunned by the beauty when she saw Mingyue.

The golden light from the sunlight danced on the woman's eyebrows and lips, and the red silk fluttered under the marriage tree. She looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. Her fair hands formed a sharp contrast with the red silk in her hands.

If I were to describe her in poetry, it would be "graceful as a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon."

The woman, who blended into the scenery, moved and became agile in an instant.

"Thank you"

Mrs. Mo took the red silk and hung it up with her own hands.

Mrs. Mo has a son and a daughter. Her daughter is already married and pregnant with a daughter. So today's marriage must be prayed for by the young master of the Mo family.

Mingyue didn’t think much about it, only Yuanbao in her mind had a gleam in his eyes.

After Wang Qian and Zhang Heng worshipped the God of Wealth, they had a vegetarian meal in the temple.

Mrs. Mo tied the red silk again and happened to meet the photographer who had just taken a photo of Mingyue.

This is a female photographer who came to Yuanqing Temple to take photos arranged by a friend.

However, photography is generally not allowed inside the temple, but Yuanqing Temple is very large, so photography is still allowed outside the hall.

The vermilion gate, the twisted trees, the bright yellow walls, and the buildings with carved beams and painted rafters are all beautiful sights.

The first time she saw Mingyue, she was attracted. Although Mingyue was sitting there quietly, she seemed to be glowing and eye-catching.

So it was inevitable that the camera was pointed at her, but unfortunately the photo was not shared.

Mrs. Mo asked her if she had taken the photo and if she could send it to her.

The female photographer also wanted to give it, but they are not ordinary people. They make money from this industry and cannot infringe on others' rights. Although Mrs. Wei is also in the photo, the young lady is also present, so it is not good to give it to others without permission.

Fortunately, she took two photos, with different compositions.

The first picture shows a woman next to the marriage tree, with her head raised and her face covered with red silk.

The other photo has a different composition, with the marriage tree as the main subject, so pedestrians are also included. But the most prominent figure is Mrs. Mo, and her unforgettable hand.

That was the scene where Mingyue handed back the red silk. In this photo, Mingyue's face was not shown, only a hand wrapped in red silk.

After discussion between the two parties, the female photographer agreed to give this photo to Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo was also very happy, but she felt a little regretful that she couldn't chat with the girl more.

When the two looked at each other, Mrs. Mo's heart was pounding, not knowing whether she was dazzled by the stunning beauty or if they really got along well.

Mingyue didn't know what happened next, but now she was looking at the wishing pond, where goldfish were swimming and turtles were crawling slowly. The bottom of the pond was piled with wishing coins.

"Let me make a wish!"

Wang Qian threw a one-dollar coin in, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and made a wish.

"What wish did you make?"

Mingyue asked curiously.

"That must mean good health and overnight wealth!"

"You want to make such a big wish for one dollar? Do you think the wishing well is an ATM?"

Mingyue couldn't help but complain.

"Hey, hey, hey, do you have any friends who love me? Life is already hard, can you give me some hope? As long as I have a dream of getting rich quickly, it's like the gourd in front of the donkey, there's always hope every day."

Mingyue looked at her face carefully and said:

"You have a fleshy nose, a full forehead, pointed eyes, and round fingers. This means that you will not only have your own career, but also be successful in it. After the age of 22, you will have good fortune and a smooth life."

Mingyue said a series of things, which made Wang Qian laugh.

"Hahaha, I love to hear that."