The Shing Wong Temple was no longer as cold and cheerless as it used to be.
The doors of the temple were wide open. People came and went, and incense burned brightly.
The Merit Box was stuffed full of coins. Compared to the Shing Wong Temples in other cities, this place seemed to have returned to the peaceful era before the evil spirits revived.
The temple was still dilapidated, but anyone who stayed here would feel a rare sense of peace.
Li Mo stood at the side and looked at the temple that was overflowing with merits with a smile on his face.
In a trance, he seemed to see his grandfather, that kind old man. He only had two wishes in his life.
One of them hoped that his grandson, Li Mo, could live an upright life, and the other hoped that one day, the Shing Wong Temple could return to its former glory.
But now, Li Mo had already done it.
"Come in quickly! Why are the two of you taking longer than me!”A familiar voice sounded. Li Mo looked over and realized that it was Old Lady Wang, who had come to pray for her children and grandchildren not long ago.
There were two men behind her.
The Chen brothers felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles as soon as they entered the Shing Wong Temple. All the hair on their bodies stood on end.
Ben's life was saved by Shing Wong, so this time, when Grandma called the two of them to return the favor, the two of them happily agreed.
but...
As soon as they arrived outside the Shing Wong Temple, the evil spirit in their bodies fell into deep fear. That terrifying aura was like a towering mountain that pressed down on Ben and Yan.
That aura was cold but not gloomy, deep but not sneaky. Instead, it carried an inexplicable holiness.
As ghost controllers, they were extremely sensitive to auras. Under such circumstances, the Shing Wong Temple was like a…
The Netherworld!
However, when he saw Grandma's eager expression, he suppressed the fear in his heart and entered the Shing Wong Temple.
"Little mister." Old Lady Wang greeted Li Mo who was in the corner.
In Huadu, the temple officials had always been addressed as Mister. This was a saying that only the older generation knew.
"You look good, old man ~" Li Mo replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, it's all thanks to Lord Shing Wong.”Old Lady Wang said excitedly.
" Look at my two grandsons. They were saved by Lord Shing Wong himself. If they weren't so old, I would have made them acknowledge Lord Shing Wong as their god-grandfather…"
Li Mo could not help but feel strange when he heard Old Lady Wang's words. He looked at the ghost tamer who was a few years older than him and felt that he was almost happy to be a master.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Old Lady Wang went to respectfully offer incense to the statue of the City God.
Ben and Chen Yan had always been cautious and did not fit in with everyone.
Li Mo shook his head slightly. For Ghost Commanders, it was indeed difficult for them to get used to the deep aura of the underworld in the Shing Wong Temple.
This aura was undetectable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of a ghost tamer, it was no different from a nuclear bomb that was about to explode at any moment. Thousands of ghosts wailed, and the degree of shock was unmatched.
If Ben had not sensed the gentle aura that saved him that day in the Shing Wong Temple, he would not have been able to withstand it long ago.
"Little mister, do you really think there are ghosts and gods in this world?”After respectfully applying three sticks of fragrance to the Shing Wong, Ben asked Li Mo softly.
"Yes." Li Mo nodded.
Not only did he believe him, he was even Huadu God…
"I didn't believe it in the past." Ben muttered as he looked at the faceless Shing Wong.
"Until not long ago, I almost died…"
Li Mo glanced at Ben and turned to walk towards the incense burner.
The smoke was faint and the sandalwood fragrance was overflowing.
Only a voice could be heard.
"Whether you believe it or not, you know very well in your heart."
"But…There are gods three feet above your head. You can not believe it, but you can't be disrespectful…"
"Do good deeds and accumulate virtue. The heavens are above, and the City God is watching."
As night fell, the Shing Wong Temple finally quieted down.
In the past few days, incense and merit had flourished.
He allowed those good families to have good fortune and receive the protection of merit.
As for those who had committed many crimes, they would have bad luck and misfortune.
The merit in his body began to flourish.
Li Mo sat on the cattail, and golden light flickered.
Suddenly, he frowned.
It was as if he had sensed something.
"Evil creature!"
With a thought, his will suddenly rose.
He descended into a house.
On the incense table, the statue of the city god stood quietly and solemnly.
However, there seemed to be a golden light flashing in his eyes.
Unfortunately, no one saw these changes.
A middle-aged woman was kneeling on the ground with a worried expression. Her forehead was stained with blood and she kept kowtowing. It seemed that she had been praying for a long time.
"Grandpa Shing Wong, please, please save my daughter…"
As the woman spoke, the sequence of events became clearer.
The woman was from a family in a county under Huadu City. Not long ago, her daughter received a red veil.
At first, he didn't take it to heart, thinking that it was a boring prank.
However, he did not expect that as time passed, the woman, who had never dressed up before, began to dress up every day.
At first, he thought that the little girl had finally become fond of her beauty, but who knew that a few days ago, there would be an outbreak of evil spirits, and the Ghost Control Bureau began to organize an evacuation.
During the emergency evacuation, her daughter put on the blood-red veil and disappeared in the wedding sedan carried by four evil spirits.
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