"Our Huadu's Shing Wong is really something. I lit an incense stick yesterday. Heh, guess what? My arm that has been hurting for ten years doesn't hurt at all today!”An old man excitedly showed his arm to the new neighbor.
"We've been admiring Lord Shing Wong for a long time, but it's said that the temple's doors aren't open today.”The neighbor looked at the old man enviously. He had moved here from Jinyuan City and had spent a lot of favors.
As soon as he entered Huadu, he noticed the difference between this place and Jinyuan City. Although Jinyuan City was crowded in the morning, everyone's expression was numb. They were not alive, but not dead.
However, in Hua Du, everyone's faces were filled with smiles. Children ran casually on the streets, and uncles and aunties even had the time to elegantly dance in the square. This was a scene that had never happened in Jin Yuan City.
Under the envious gazes of the neighbors, the old man smacked his lips and said," Today is your bad luck. On the ninth day of the lunar month, the city god said something good, so the temple doors are closed.”
"Sir, do you think there really is a City God in Huadu? Could it be that the country is trying to appease the people..." The neighbor carefully lowered his voice and asked.
Meanwhile, Sir System's face instantly darkened, and he took a step back in fear.
"I don't understand your tricks, but let me tell you, if you dare to say that about Lord Shing Wong, you'll be struck by lightning when you go out!!”
"None of the citizens in this city will let you off!!”" Do you see the kid skipping rope over there? He's my grandson. He was diagnosed with cancer a year ago, but he didn't have the money to treat it.”
"Lord Shing Wong appeared and saved my grandson's life! I, Old Li, don't understand your crooked ways, but if you spout any nonsense, I can make you move out of Huadu. Do you believe me?!”
This old man was the first batch of good people to be blessed by Li Mo. The Ghost Control Bureau reacted quickly. After recognizing Li Mo's identity, they immediately protected this group of people and gave them extremely high treatment.
Just for the four words 'Good House', which was bestowed by Lord Shing Wong.
If this old man were to say that he wanted this neighbor to move out of Huadu, even if the government did not do anything, the other citizens would probably chase him away. It was not for anything else. Even the people who had been blessed by the Shing Wong felt that there was something wrong with him. Who would believe that there was nothing wrong with him?
Sensing the old man's anger, the neighbors apologized repeatedly.
The old man was originally in a fit of anger and wanted to ignore this person, but he smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance and the anger in his heart instantly subsided.
His tone softened a little.
"Young man, let me borrow someone else's words. A person must be upright in order to sit steadily. Raise your head three feet high, and the city god is watching you. You can be evil, but you must not be evil!”
The neighbor repeatedly promised that he would not have any thoughts of questioning the Shing Wong again. He also promised that he would line up to offer incense the next morning. Only then was the old man satisfied.
However, the old man didn't know that the high and mighty Shing Wong he spoke of was smiling as he squatted down and teased the old man's grandson.
Looking at the child's cute and innocent expression, she said softly.
"Peace and joy, no taboos."
The little boy scratched his head and looked at Li Mo curiously."Big brother, you smell so good ~"
Li Mo smiled, raised his index finger, and shushed the little boy.
Then, he turned around and left.
Wherever they passed, no matter how crowded the crowd was, they would spontaneously make way.
No one doubted it, as if this was how it should be.
The old man took the time to look at his grandson. His precious grandson kept muttering something.
"Peace and joy, no taboos ~"
"Bao 'er, who did you learn this from?”The old man didn't remember his grandson learning such a saying.
The little boy raised a finger and pointed at the crowd. His clear black and white eyes were darting around.
"It was that big brother who told me. His body smells so good. That smell, right!! It's Grandpa Shing Wong's fragrance!"
The little boy seemed to have finally remembered what that smell was and jumped happily.
The old man looked in the direction of the child's finger and was stunned. Then, the smile on his face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.
"Peace and joy, peace and joy! My Bao 'er will definitely have great prospects in the future!!”
Then, he picked up his grandson and kissed him heavily. Then, he muttered softly,
"The Shing Wong says good things. Lord Shing Wong, please take a look at this Hua Du and see if it's worthy of your protection.”
As they spoke. He put down Little Treasure in his arms.
Facing the direction of the rising sun, he respectfully knelt down.
In his turbid eyes, tears flowed out like the Yellow River across thousands of gullies.
He still dared not forget that night of despair. He almost wanted to take the little Bao 'er and leave this cold and absurd world with him.
It was Lord Shing Wong who saved him and Little Treasure.
Li Mo strolled along the streets of Huadu.
Casually and freely, he would take a whiff of any stall that he was interested in and leave some money behind.
In this era of the revival of evil spirits, all cities and countries were like the tracks of an engine, spinning rapidly.
However, Hua Du was like a child who had just woken up. He was neither hurried nor slow, and he carried a strong aura of fireworks.
Only then did Li Mo feel that he was still in the human world, and all of this was because of his existence.
At this moment, Li Mo frowned slightly. A rare look of interest appeared in his eyes as he turned to look at an alley.
"Interesting ~"
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