Chapter 323 The Abacus of the God of Wealth

He won the bet with Bagongzi, and Bagongzi was also put under house arrest. According to Qifeng Kingdom, he will be sent to Haifeng City after Qifeng Festival is over.

I just don't know how efficient Qifeng Country's work is.

Thinking of this, Du Ziyuan immediately took out a summons card and contacted Tang Junhao: "Hello, second child?"

"Boss, can you stop calling me second child like little three?" Tang Junhao's helpless voice sounded from the summoning board.

"Okay second child, I know second child, let me ask you something..."

"Oh, you said Qin Jing, he was taken away a long time ago. It is said that the gods personally escorted him, so he should have already arrived at your place."

"What? Immortal?" Du Ziyuan was a little surprised, "Which immortal has nothing to do when he's full and wants to take care of such trivial matters?"

At the same time, Sea Breeze City.

"Ah Choo!" The God of Wealth sneezed heavily.

"Pang Rong, what's wrong with you?" Feng Muzhao looked at him suspiciously.

"No, it's just a sudden itchy nose." The God of Wealth rubbed his nose with a puzzled look on his face. [Strange, strange, I cultivated this body with mana, how could it be possible to catch a cold? Is this a sign of something? That's right, someone must be criticizing me behind my back, should I use the ontology to do the math? 】

"Pang Rong, hurry up." Just as the God of Wealth was hesitating, Feng Muzhao's shout made him forget everything.

"Hey, here we come!" He ran over immediately, and together with Feng Muzhao helped a man who was tired and collapsed by the roadside.

Three months have passed, and the reconstruction project of Sea Breeze City has passed halfway, but the continuous labor has also made the people exhausted. The country has supportive policies, and the money handed out is not small. It's just that there are too many places to spend money, and everyone still lives very hard.

The God of Wealth is a fairy, so his idea is that these difficulties need to be overcome by people themselves, instead of directly giving them a pile of gold. What he can do, or what the entire Heavenly Court can do, is to temporarily make the climate in this area a little bit better, so that there will be no continuous days of heavy rain and sun exposure.

Feng Muzhao is human, her thinking is relatively simple. It is to hold a few more charity performances, at least to support the people here spiritually. Since it's good for fame too, her agent didn't hold her back.

So the two came back from Qifeng Country together, intending to help the people of Haifeng City again. A charity performance is held every few days to appeal for some donations, and in the rest of the time, I hide my identity and do some small things within my ability.

God of Wealth is naturally very happy to be with Feng Muzhao, he is willing to do anything. In fact, he should have gone back to Heaven long ago, but he tried his best to participate in the work of judges for other projects, and took the initiative to escort Qin Jing. It doesn't matter whether you kill chickens with a sledgehammer or not, in short, if you can stay in Hun Tian Xing for one more day, it's just one day.

The reason why Du Ziyuan didn't know was because he deliberately kept it secret. I want to use this as an excuse to stay longer.

The two of them just ran to the side of that person when suddenly another figure rushed in front of them.

"Are you all right, Aunt Zhao?"

"My foot seems to be twisted, ouch... I don't know if the bone is broken." The man who fell to the ground groaned in pain.

"It's okay, I'll help you heal."

The God of Wealth and Feng Muzhao saw the man stretch out his hands, facing Aunt Zhao's ankles, a soft white light emitted from her palms, surrounding the wound. Soon, Aunt Zhao's expression eased a lot.

"Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you so much, Miss Lily. You have helped us a lot these days."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

...

Feng Muzhao whispered to the God of Wealth, "It's an immortal technique that I've never seen before."

The God of Wealth stared at the man, "That's not an immortal technique, it's a divine technique."

"Divine art?" Feng Muzhao looked at him suspiciously, "What is that?"

"Huh?" At this moment, Lilydia, who had healed Aunt Zhao, also turned around and looked at the God of Wealth, "Do you know magic?"

"Eh?" Feng Muzhao realized that the girl in front of him actually had a pair of emerald green eyes, and her hair and eyebrows were all beautiful golden. It's just that because she was wearing a hood, she couldn't see it from behind just now.

The God of Wealth looked at her suspiciously: "Why do people from the God Realm appear in the Immortal Realm? I don't remember any of the angels stationed in the Immortal Realm with blonde hair."

"You know the God Realm and angels?" Lilydia immediately understood what he meant, and replied, "My cousin brought me here, but I can't find him now."

"Cousin? May I ask who is your cousin?" The God of Wealth asked politely.

"His name is Long Beiji, do you know him?"

"Prince of the North Pole!?" The God of Wealth was startled. A person who can call Long Beiji cousin, isn't he a relative of the Emperor of Heaven? This is terrible, relatives of the royal family!

He hurriedly said: "I know, of course I know, it turns out that she is from Bai Yuniang's natal family, I'm sorry, I'm Pang Rong."

"Oh, hello, my name is Lilydia." Lilydia politely replied.

"Pang Rong, what were you talking about just now? It belongs to the God Realm and the empress and prince?" Feng Muzhao was at a loss.

The God of Wealth had no choice but to explain: "That...it's like this. She is a relative of a lady in our country. Her hometown is called God Realm, and it is on the Xiling Continent."

Because he concealed his identity as a fairy at the beginning, now he doesn't know how to tell Feng Muzhao the truth. He is afraid that after learning his true identity, Feng Muzhao will not be able to get along with him with a normal heart.

"Huh?" Lilydia looked at Pang Rong suspiciously, not understanding why he was lying. But she also saw that Pang Rong seemed to have difficulties, so she didn't expose it.

They chatted again after that, and roughly understood the purpose of the two parties appearing here. Both are kind-hearted girls, Fumu Zhao and Lilydia became good friends at once.

Seeing Feng Muzhao and Lilydia stuck together, the God of Wealth couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face as he had less communication with himself.

He really has nothing to do, after all, he has no special relationship with Feng Muzhao.

The next night, Feng Muzhao held a charity performance, and many people went to watch it.

"Feng Sing Ji is so kind-hearted, how many times has she performed for us for free?"

"Yeah, yeah, although it's hard every day, the thought of hearing her singing seems to give me endless energy."

"Me too, now pointing to Feng Sing Ji's concert to live."

...

God of Wealth and Lilydia also called Akira Fumeku off the stage, experiencing the feeling of being a fan.

Just as the God of Wealth was waving his hands high, suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder...