The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 863: The Hall of Salvation Is Not Worthy (1)

Lulu pursed her lips and snickered. She asked crisply, “”Daoist, are you saying that my fate is also to die early?”

The Daoist’s path left him with no way out.

“That young master is still alive and well. I’m living well. Are you going to say that I died young at the age of three to five?” Lulu smiled until his eyes narrowed. He saw that the Daoist was about to nod.

Everyone clicked their tongues.

you’re so unreasonable. Why do you say that whoever you catch dies early? how unlucky.

“This young lady and young master are still alive. Are you trying to cheat the little girl of her money?”

“That’s right, let’s go. Liar, everyone be alert. If he was cheated, he would definitely report it to the government. What a liar.” The crowd pointed and cursed at the Daoist before dispersing.

The Daoist muttered to himself as if he was doubting himself.

“That’s impossible, that’s impossible. How could I be wrong? The two of them were clearly fated to die young, and they both deserved to die.” At this moment, the Daoist even doubted himself.

“Little Langjun, little girl, you have to believe me. The Daoist will never lie to you. Even if you don’t believe me and refuse to tell me who the master is, I won’t force you. But the Taoist priest said that the person in your shop is the savior, right?” The Daoist pointed at the spot on the counter where the three incense sticks were stuck. There was a small statue of the savior there.

Lulu raised an eyebrow and stood to the side without saying a word.

Yang pinfeng frowned,”of course it’s the Savior.” Which family in the great Zhou doesn’t worship a Savior? what are you trying to say, Daoist?” Yang pinfeng didn’t like that Daoist.

As soon as the Daoist entered the door, his eyes were fixed on the statue in the hall of salvation.

He had told yang Jingfeng that he couldn’t worship the Savior statue, and that yang Jingfeng wouldn’t care.

The Daoist immediately showed displeasure and disgust.

the Savior is just a person fishing for fame. She’s not a living Buddha who saves people from suffering.

“You were all deceived by her. She is the culprit who caused the chaos in the world. She doesn’t deserve to be worshipped by the people. She doesn’t deserve it. ”

“How dare you worship her? She is the most evil person in the world. She saved the hell and was punished for life. Hurry up and throw her away. Otherwise, if you believe in her for too long, you will definitely attract trouble.”

“This is all her fault. It’s all her fault. She should be punished. She was the evil one. You should not believe in her. ” The Daoist started to curse, and everyone in the bank changed their expressions.

“Daoist, you’re so unreasonable. When you came just now, I saw you holding a steamed bun. The steamed bun even had the words ‘Palace of Salvation’ written on it. You’re still eating from the Palace of Salvation, yet you’re talking bad about the Palace of Salvation. What are you cultivating for? Was he cultivating his heart? You cultivate evil!”

“Look at what you’re wearing. This is the uniform of the Salvation Palace during disaster relief. You’re wearing the Salvation Palace and eating the Salvation Palace. Did you drink the water from that well along the way? A well with the word ‘Kind’? ” Seeing the Taoist’s face, Yang Dianfeng knew that he had drunk it.

“A few years ago, the Great Zhou suffered a great drought. It cost almost five taels to dig a 100-meter deep well. You still don’t have water.”

“How could ordinary people build wells? Who knows how many people died from the drought. The Hall of Salvation donated all the incense in the hall. In the dry countryside, each village had ten wells. I guarantee that no one will die in every household.”

“This is 13000 Wells. Who in the world has not drunk the water of the hall of salvation, who has not eaten the mantou that they have blessed, and the cloth they have given.” Now, the children would go to the hall of salvation to ask for their gifts.

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