One night, Lu Zuolin woke up from his sleep and told his parents that the reason why their fields and grains were protected from locusts was because they had received the secret help of a god of wealth.

Parents asked, how to help? He said that the god of wealth had sprayed a miraculous potion on our manor, and the locusts were afraid to smell the smell and were smoked away from afar.

Convinced that it was true, my parents invited a statue of the god of wealth from the token shop to be offered in the shrine at home, and an incense burner was prepared to burn incense every day and give thanks sincerely.

Later, his father Lu Bingzhu was old, and Lu Zuolin grew up, so he naturally became the owner of the manor. Although his family is rich, his land is rich. But he was very stingy, even if there were mountains of grain in the warehouse, he would not help the poor who had no food and hunger.

Once, a ragged beggar came to the Lu family manor to ask for food, Lu Zuolin was begging for dirty, refused to give food, and yelled at him to get out.

But the beggar sat at the door of the manor and did not leave, and when his mother Xu saw this, she asked him to add a bowl of rice to persuade him to leave here.

Lu Zuolin didn't let his mother add fresh rice to the beggar, so he brought a plate of rancid and smelly overnight porridge from home, poured it into one of the beggar's porcelain bowls with a notched edge, covered his nose and said, "Fuck off!"

The beggar was so hungry that he drank the porridge of the night into his stomach, and then wiped his lips and walked along a whitish road that winded and stretched into the distance.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, someone found the beggar's body on the side of the mountain road not far from the Lu family manor, his front and back were full of traces of constipation, and there was a pile of spit dirt around his mouth, the stench was unpleasant, a passing cat licked and ate a little, and died the next day. This is clearly poisoning.

Only Lu Zuolin knew that the beggar had died of illness after eating the plate of rancid overnight porridge he gave him and failing to treat his stomach, but how dare he speak out?

What puzzled Lu Zuolin was that on the night when he found out that the beggar was sick and dead, he burned incense in front of the shrine where the God of Wealth was placed as usual, but as soon as the incense was lit, he heard the squeaky of a mouse, and then heard a "horn" sound, and the porcelain statue of the God of Wealth was tripped by a mouse and crashed into several pieces of porcelain from the shrine.

Hearing the noise, the parents rushed over from the room one after another, and saw that the porcelain statue of the God of Wealth had been broken, and they sometimes said that it was a bad omen; Sometimes it is said that if you offend the God of Wealth, you will not be blessed by the God of Wealth.

Only Xu knelt and kowtowed to the few pieces of broken porcelain, and said silently, God of Wealth, don't blame, our family will invite a wooden statue of you to worship tomorrow, and the wood carving will not be bad if it accidentally falls!

The breaking of the God of Wealth porcelain statue seems to be accidental, but in fact it is inevitable.

It turned out that the God of Wealth found out that Lu Zuolin was so unkind and unjust, so he didn't want to protect him and make a fortune, and planned to leave him.

Before leaving, the God of Wealth summoned the Rat God and said, please send a big mouse to trip and fall the Lu family's porcelain statue of the God of Wealth.

The rat god was puzzled and asked, isn't that your idol? How can it be destroyed?

The God of Wealth said, you don't know anything about the Rat God, Lu Zuolin's behavior is too bad, which affects my cultivation, and I am not uncommon for the Lu family to worship me.

The rat god understood, and on the same day he did what the god of wealth wanted.

A few days later, the Lu family carved a wooden statue of the God of Wealth and placed it on the shrine to worship again, but it did not go well, and they were often tripped by mice, and then they were bitten empty by termites in less than a year, leaving only the shell. One day the gate was open, and the north wind blew it down and fell to the ground, shattering into a pile of wood fibers and powder. The Lu family no longer worships the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth who left the Lu family returned to the palace of the city of the underworld, and was about to tell the truth. The king of the city first asked him why he didn't assist Lu Zuolin in the yang world, and then went back to the underworld.

The God of Wealth arched his hand and said, King, you don't know that Lu Zuolin, the reincarnation of Huadafu, has completely failed your expectations.

Then he truthfully reported Lu Zuolin's bad deeds of being rich and unkind in the yang world. At that time, some people outside the temple beat drums and shouted grievances, and Yin Cha hurriedly entered the temple to spread the word that there was a filthy beggar in tattered clothes who wanted to see the king.

The king of the city proclaimed the decree, and the drummer entered the temple. Oh, the filthy beggar entered the temple and knelt in front of the temple, and after bowing down, he cried and told that he was a member of the Central Plains clan, and he became a beggar because of the corruption of his family before his death, and he could live by begging for food everywhere. But a few days ago, he begged to the door of Lu Zuolin, the owner of the Central Plains Manor, this person was not good, and asked me to get out of the house several times, I didn't leave because of hunger, so he gave some overnight porridge that should have been poured out and spoiled for me to eat, and I didn't know at first, after I ate, I turned my stomach and couldn't vomit, and I kept diarrhea until I was critically ill and dehydrated and died.

Speaking of which, wipe a handful of tears and continue, King, I died unjustly. Lu Zuolin is tantamount to poisoning and killing people. King, rich people have always emphasized benevolence, righteousness and morality, sympathized with the people, and helped the poor, but Lu Zuolin is poisonous, has no mercy for the weak, and harms others, which is really intolerable!

My lord, that's why I left Lu Zuolin. The God of Wealth said indignantly that the owner of the big manor should be a virtuous person, but Lu Zuolin was ungrateful and should not have so much wealth.

This king just wanted to rescue him, but who knew that he was reincarnated as a human and did not know how to cherish the blessings, but he wanted to be treacherous and misbehaving, which really disappointed the good intentions of this king! The face of the king of the city was gloomy, and he stood up from the throne of the palace and preached in public, Lu Zuolin was blessed with a long life in this life, but he did so evil, and he misbehaved, which was really self-inflicted. The tragic fate of blessing, cutting down, and reducing life is about to befall him.

There is a saying: the son is a wolf in the middle of the mountain, and when he gains power, he is rampant. Later, Lu Zuolin, the owner of the Central Plains Manor, was criticized by the world. It was a year of famine, and the victims were begging everywhere, struggling to survive, and even starving all over the wilderness.

Lu Zuolin's family has a lot of grain, but they hoard it and sell it at a high price, how can the people have the money to buy grain? Some of the victims wanted to ask him to buy on credit, but Lu Zuolin stood in front of a grain warehouse and said bluntly, even if he sold a grain of grain, there was no need to talk about it without cash.

He was afraid that the victims would rebel and steal food, and he also gathered more than a dozen family members to defend, and sometimes put earth guns on the wilderness, and some family members shouted that if anyone had the idea of not dividing and rushed into the warehouse position of our Lu family manor, Lao Tzu would kill him with a gun of earth.

Most of them were dejected and discouraged with the dustpans, wooden basins, and liters that were in their hands ready to buy grain on credit, but they still refused to leave.

There was a scrawny man who saw Lu Zuolin walking around proudly in front of the warehouse, so he knelt down and pleaded, and said, Master Lu, please do well, our family has no rice for more than half a month, and we live by eating tree bark, jade bamboo and wild vegetables every day, and there are not many of these things! What's worse is that my son is unwell after eating, and he keeps having a stomach and can't get out...... As he spoke, the man choked up, and then many of the victims knelt down in unison, complaining with tears in their eyes......

Suddenly, Lu Zuolin roared, you are so cheap that pigs and dogs are not as good as things, I don't eat this set, you don't take out cash to buy food, you want me to lend it to you on credit, dream! I'd rather let the grain mold and rot in the warehouse than give it to you in vain.

At this time, a family member came over and said to Lu Zuolin, Master Lu, the rice in the warehouse in the north is really moldy, how to deal with it? Lu Zuolin asked rhetorically, is it really moldy?

The guy replied, it's really moldy. Lu Zuolin wrapped his hand around and shouted loudly, clearing the moldy rice out of the warehouse and setting it on fire.

Don't burn! Don't burn! Those angry and depressed victims who had kneeled and their knees were numb stood up one by one and pleaded again, Master Lu, help us with that moldy rice! There are always some moldy rice that are not moldy, and some may not be completely moldy, and they will be ruined when they are burned......

Lu Zuolin kept a straight face and did not speak. The family approached him and asked, Master Lu, is the moldy rice in the north warehouse for relief to these victims, or is it dragged out and set on fire?

Lu Zuolin waved his hand and said set fire to it, don't be cheap to do to these poor ghosts.

You can't burn it, you can't burn it...... The victims of the disaster shouted together, and began to get away with Lu Zuolin's hope that Lu Zuolin's good behavior was frustrated, and they all felt desperate at this time.

Lu Zuolin smiled cruelly, and instructed several family members to drag out a basket of rice from the warehouse in the north, emitting a choking musty smell, and set fire to the threshing field in front of it and the straw.

The victims tried to run to mop the moldy rice, but they were stopped by the grinning and waving sticks.

Some of the families even fired earth guns into the sky to deter the victims, so no one could break through the barriers and snatch a grain of rice from the fire, not even moldy rice.

They looked at the clouds of black smoke rising, and sighed one by one, "Oh God, why is it so unfair, we can't even eat moldy grain, and some people's grain is so moldy that it burns......

Lu Zuolin, who was walking around the burning moldy rice, smelled the black smoke blown by the wind, choked him, and couldn't spit anything, his throat was uncomfortable, he crossed his hands and waists and glanced at the people who were looking at him hatefully outside the field, and said in a bad voice, Fuck, this grain smoke is also against me.