novelbin Chapter 673 671: Bullshit Goddess
Chapter 673 671: Bullshit Goddess
How long has Mo Lin been away from the East District?
Xin Ziruo is actually enjoying this kind of treatment.
It appears to be just a statue, but actually has a significant background.
To live here, one must offer incense to Xin Ziruo every day.
Xin Ziruo will absorb the power of the incense from this.
The man who previously cursed Xin Ziruo entered the courtyard, stopped talking, then wisely picked up an incense stick, lit it, and bowed to Xin Ziruo's statue.
Ordinary people perhaps can't see it, but Mo Lin sees clearly a wisp of incense power flowing into the statue.
After doing these things, the man casually found a place to lie down.
"Kid, offer incense to the Goddess, only then are you qualified to live here and enjoy free meals." A man dressed in a black and white coat, looking clean, reminded Mo Lin from afar.
This man was sitting upright on a chair, seemingly the one responsible for guarding here.
Mo Lin was asked to bow to Xin Ziruo, but he absolutely wouldn't do it, couldn't do it.
"Not bowing?" The man coldly said upon seeing Mo Lin not bowing, "If you don't bow, then leave."
Mo Lin wasted no time, turned around, and left immediately.
"Little brother, walk five hundred meters east, and there's another place you can stay," someone in the crowd reminded Mo Lin.
Mo Lin nodded and turned to leave.
Mo Lin originally intended to destroy Xin Ziruo's statue.
But considering there were ordinary people living here, Mo Lin didn't do it.
These ordinary people didn't do anything wrong; they only wanted a place to sleep.
Following the directions given earlier, Mo Lin walked east for a while and indeed saw another shelter.
Rather than calling it a shelter, it's more like an old, dilapidated house.
It covers an area of over a thousand square meters.
The gate was wide open, with the word "Shelter" written on it.
Entering the shelter, many people can be seen.
With makeshift rain covers above their heads and straw spread on the ground, these people just lay there resting.
"Outsider?"
A man saw Mo Lin's unfamiliar face and waved, saying, "Find a place to lie down.
Here, two meals are distributed daily."
"I'm the manager here, my name is Xing Qi."
Mo Lin nodded, found a spot, and lay down, planning to return to Hongzhou tomorrow.
Although it was already night, people were still chattering.
Speaking seemed to be the only joy for these people.
"Brother Xing, tell us again about Lord Mo Lin's battle against Evil Buddha at the Celestial Sect," a man shouted at Xing Qi.
"Didn't I tell you this a few days ago?" Xing Qi wasn't bothered by their request.
"We can't sleep; we want to hear it again," a man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks said to Xing Qi.
"Alright, this time I'll tell you about Lord Mo Lin's battle against ghosts at Great Spirit Mountain."
Xing Qi then narrated the story of how Mo Lin fought against ghosts at Great Spirit Mountain.
The crowd listened with excitement.
The initially dead atmosphere was immediately ignited.
Xing Qi later recounted once more Mo Lin's escape from Beihai.
Even though these were the events, Xing Qi clearly embellished them.
Beautified these stories.
Mo Lin's escape from Beihai was fraught with desperation; he almost died there.
But Xing Qi claimed Mo Lin escaped Beihai effortlessly.
"I know Lord Mo Lin's deeds; my family was in Yanjing back then.
Evil Buddha invaded, and countless people died.
If Lord Mo Lin hadn't stopped Evil Buddha at the Celestial Sect, millions in Yanjing would have died at Evil Buddha's hands," a man stepped forward, expressing gratitude.
"I'm like you; I was in the outskirts, also saved by Lord Mo Lin."
"I'm from near Great Spirit Mountain, and was rescued by Lord Mo Lin too."
As they chatted, all discovered that they survived thanks to Mo Lin, directly or indirectly.
At this moment... Mo Lin suddenly understood why he was called the savior despite not having done anything special.
Mo Lin's actions indirectly saved many ordinary people.
For instance, he stopped Evil Buddha's arrival at the Celestial Sect, and thwarted the ghost invasion at Great Spirit Mountain.
The greatest beneficiaries of these actions were those ordinary people.
"Heard a few Destined Persons appeared in Fuhai," a man said.
"Destined Persons my foot, they're useless.
They're just the dogs around those Evil Buddhists," Xing Qi reacted angrily at the mention of Destined Persons.
"Brother Xing, did Lord Mo Lin die?" a boy of about thirteen asked Xing Qi.
"Certainly not, that lord is just handling other matters."
Xing Qi replied to the child, "Lord Mo Lin established the Dao Tian Association, I'm part of it.
The place you now dwell is provided by the Dao Tian Association."
"Hmm? Dao Tian Association?" Mo Lin looked confused.
When did he establish the Dao Tian Association?
Someone must have created a faction in Mo Lin's name.
"Pa-ta, pa-ta, pa-ta..."
A series of rapid footsteps were heard outside.
About a dozen people entered the courtyard.
They had expressions filled with murderous intent, led by a burly man.
Behind this group, a black sedan chair was carried.
A dark Ghost Qi surged from the sedan chair.
"Zhao Yan, why have you come again?" Seeing the burly man, Xing Qi frowned and asked cautiously.
"Are you blind? Can't understand?"
Zhao Yan cursed angrily, "Shut down this shelter, those above don't allow you to house these commoners."
Upon hearing this, the five hundred people in the courtyard instinctively stood up, their eyes fixed directly on Zhao Yan.
Not allowing them to be housed means sending these people to their death, doesn't it?
"You've already touched the interests of the Goddess Palace."
Zhao Yan said slowly, "The Goddess houses people and demands incense.
If you keep people here, Goddess Palace won't receive its incense offerings, thus harming its interests.
The Goddess ordered to eliminate you."
The Goddess mentioned by Zhao Yan was Xin Ziruo.
"Do these people not even have their own freedom?
This vast border can't hold a few hundred ordinary people?" Xing Qi argued resentfully.
"Freedom?"
Zhao Yan scornfully scolded, "At the border, even their lives belong to the Goddess.
Where's the talk of freedom?
They either go to the Goddess Palace or die.
They have only two choices."
"I tell you, our Dao Tian Association's several lords, even Red Dust Immortal himself, are still here. Aren't you afraid of backlash for making trouble?" Xing Qi angrily shouted.
Zhao Yan chuckled, "Ridiculous, the Dao Tian Association's Red Dust Immortals were murdered.
The Goddess ordered the cleansing of all Dao Tian Association members at the East District border.
The major factions at the border have joined forces and are determined to destroy your Dao Tian Association."
Xing Qi slowly raised his head, his smile appearing utterly hopeless.
"Goddess? I say she's bullshit." Xing Qi cursed angrily.
Then he shouted to the people around him, "You all should go, go to the Goddess Palace, only there can you survive."
As his voice fell, the five hundred people in the courtyard remained motionless.
They seemed not to understand, none took action.
A young man stepped forward a few steps, intending to go to the Goddess Palace.
But he was pulled back by a good brother behind him.
"Hey... We have worthless lives, where wouldn't we die?"
The man complained, "The corpses thrown out from the Goddess Palace daily are countless; you can't live there either."
Their voices weren't very loud.
But everyone present heard clearly.