The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

The business she and Yang Dianfeng founded would also do charity for three days on the first and fifteenth of every month.

It was the same for her own Jiang family.

She was the savior of the world, so she had more responsibilities than others.

Lulu wasn’t a kind-hearted person, but she still retained her responsibility.

“Miss Jiang, you’re really a kind person. Just as kind as the kind people from the Salvation Hall.”

“Miss Jiang, you will definitely be rewarded.” The long line of commoners who came to get the porridge kowtowed to Lulu.

The hunchbacked old woman’s face was full of wrinkles, and her entire body was filled with vicissitudes of life.

“We fled from the border, sigh…”

“We were lucky to enter the city early. Now, the capital no longer allows refugees to enter.”

The refugees and beggars were mixed together, but the difference could be seen.

The beggar’s face was filled with a look of satisfaction.

The refugees were filled with sorrow and despair.

“The ghosts are wreaking havoc at the border. My son was harmed by them…Now, the nether soldiers of the Hall of Salvation had also gone over, but the battle was too fierce. The victims are always the commoners.”

Many refugees were in tears.

Lulu frowned slightly.

“Fortunately, the Salvation Hall and the Wayfinding Chamber of Commerce have been providing relief. There are relief points everywhere. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to reach the capital.”

The Salvation Hall was a place where the Salvation Hall did good deeds outside.

The Wayfinding Chamber of Commerce was founded by Yang Dianfeng and was now the richest man in the world.

“Taozhi, change the good deeds on the first and fifteenth of the month to the first and fifteenth of the month.” Lulu said in a low voice. Taozhi nodded and remembered this matter.

“Those damned ghosts, what a sin. They were everywhere, causing countless casualties. Those of us who could escape, we did. Some of us even lost our lives on the way.” The person who spoke wailed.

“My poor husband. Poor old lady…Where did this ghost come from? Why didn’t the gods open their eyes? Why didn’t they care about these evil spirits!” The people outside the porridge kitchen cried and cursed.

“Why do you want to harm innocent people like us? God, are you blind?”

Everyone cursed.

A Daoist in a Daoist robe stood outside the porridge stall. “”It’s not that the gods are blind. All of this is covered up by the gods!”

“The Salvation Palace that you all respect, she is the culprit. She was the one who had made a huge mistake and harmed the world for a thousand years. Only by sending her to the gallows would the mortal world be free. You still respect her and worship her. She’s the scourge!”

Lulu couldn’t help but frown when he saw the Daoist.

However, she was wearing a veil at the moment. The Daoist only cursed from afar and did not come close, nor did he recognize her.

“You’re talking nonsense. The Palace of Salvation has always been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. Their messengers of death have purged the evil. Ten years ago, when the world was ravaged by ghosts, they were the ones who returned peace to the world. Moreover, the Salvation Hall they founded has saved many people in the world.”

“Ungrateful thing.”

The Daoist sneered and said,”Just go ahead. You’ll regret it one day.” There would always be someone who would tear apart her sanctimonious facade. They were cursed and strangled by the world!”

The Daoist left with a flick of his sleeves.

“It’s this swindler again. Didn’t Furen send him to the police and then lock him up? Why did you come out again?” Tao Zhi was so angry that her face turned red.

Lulu saw the Taoist get on the carriage. The symbol of the carriage was the appearance of the Sage King’s Mansion.

Lulu’s heart sank as she looked up in the direction of the Imperial City.

The Evil God did not fuse with him, and he did not summon his subordinates. Was the Ghost Emperor the one who caused the evil spirits to wreak havoc?