After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 671 Bullshit Goddess
How long has Molin been away from the East District?

Xin Ziruo actually received this kind of treatment.

It may look like just a statue, but it actually has a significant history.

To live here, one must offer incense to Xin Ziruo every day.

Xinzi might draw strength from this.

The man who had previously berated Xin Ziruo fell silent as he entered the courtyard. He then wisely picked up an incense stick, lit it, and bowed before Xin Ziruo's statue.

Ordinary people might not be able to see it, but Mo Lin could see it clearly: a wisp of incense energy surged into the statue.

After doing all that, the man simply found a place to lie down.

"Young man, only those who offer incense to the goddess are qualified to stay here and enjoy free meals," a neatly dressed man in a black and white coat reminded Mo Lin from a distance.

The man sat upright in the chair, seemingly the person in charge of guarding this place.

Mo Lin would never kowtow to Xin Ziruo; he simply couldn't do it.

"Not going to kneel?" Seeing that Mo Lin did not kneel, the man did not make things difficult for him and said coldly, "If you are not going to kneel, please leave."

Without hesitation, Mo Lin turned and left.

"Young man, there's a place to stay about 500 meters to the east," someone in the crowd reminded Mo Lin.

Mo Lin nodded and turned to leave.

Mo Lin originally intended to destroy Xin Ziruo's statue.

However, considering that ordinary people live here, Molin did not do so.

These ordinary people did nothing wrong; they just wanted a place to sleep.

Following the route suggested by the previous person, Mo Lin walked eastward for a while and sure enough, he saw another shelter.

It was less of a shelter and more of a very dilapidated building.

It covers an area of ​​approximately 1,000 square meters.

The gate was wide open, and the words "Shelter" were written in large characters on the entrance.

Upon entering the shelter, you can see many people.

With a makeshift rain shelter overhead and straw spread on the ground, the group of people lay down to rest.

"Outsiders?"

A man, seeing that Mo Lin's face was unfamiliar, waved his hand and said, "Just find somewhere to lie down."

Two meals are provided daily here.

"I am the manager here, my name is Xing Qi."

Mo Lin nodded, found a spot to lie down, and prepared to return to Hongzhou tomorrow.

Even though it was already night, people were still chatting away.

It seemed that chatting was the only fun for this group of people.

"Brother Xing, tell us again about Lord Mo Lin's extermination of the Evil Buddha at Tianmen!" a man shouted to Xing Qi.

“Didn’t we talk about this a few days ago?” Xing Qi wasn’t angry because of the demands made by this group of people.

“We can’t sleep, we want to hear more,” a man with a pointed face and monkey-like features said to Xing Qi again.

"Alright, I won't talk about Lord Molin's extermination of the evil Buddha this time."

I'll tell you about Lord Molin's extermination of demons at Mount Daling.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Qi told everyone how Mo Lin had exterminated the ghosts at Da Ling Mountain.

Everyone's blood boiled after hearing this.

The previously deathly silence was instantly ignited.

Xing Qi then recounted how Mo Lin was trapped in Beihai and managed to escape.

While the facts are true, Xing Qi has clearly exaggerated them.

These things have been romanticized.

You should know that when Mo Lin fled Beihai, he was in a terrible state and almost died there.

But Xing Qi said that Mo Lin escaped Beihai easily.

"I know about Lord Molin's affairs. Back then, my family lived in Yanjing."

The evil Buddha invaded, and countless people died.

"If it weren't for Lord Molin stopping the Evil Buddha at Tianmen, tens of millions of people in Yanjing would probably have died at his hands," a man stepped forward and remarked.

"I'm just like you. I was in the suburbs, and I was also saved by Lord Molin."

"I am from the vicinity of Mount Daling, and I was also rescued by Lord Molin."

As the group chatted, they all realized that they had survived because of Mo Lin, to varying degrees.

At that moment, Mo Lin suddenly understood why he was called a savior even though he hadn't done anything particularly good.

Mo Lin's actions indirectly saved many ordinary people. For example, he stopped the descent of the Buddha at Tianmen and prevented the invasion of countless ghosts at Daling Mountain.

The biggest beneficiaries of these things are ordinary people.

"I heard that several people have emerged in Fuhai who are destined for success," a man said.

"What a load of bull! What good are these people who are supposed to be influential?"

They were nothing more than dogs around that evil Buddha. Xing Qi's reaction to the mention of Yingyunren was clearly one of anger.

"Brother Xing, is Lord Molin dead?" a child of about thirteen years old asked Xing Qi.

"Of course he's not dead. That lord is just dealing with some other matters."

Xing Qi replied to the child, "Lord Mo Lin established the Dao Tian Society, and I am a member of the Dao Tian Society."

The places you live in now were also provided by the Daotian Society.

"Hmm? Dao Tian Society?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.

When did he establish the Daotian Society?
It must be an organization established by someone using the name Mo Lin.

"Pat-pat-pat-pat".

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

About a dozen people rushed into the courtyard.

These people had murderous expressions on their faces, and the leader was a burly man.

Behind this group of people was a black sedan chair being carried.

A dark, ghostly aura emanated from the sedan chair.

"Zhao Yan, what are you doing here again?" Xing Qi asked warily, frowning as he saw the burly man.

"Are you blind? Can't you understand?"

Zhao Yan angrily cursed, "Shut down this shelter immediately! The higher-ups won't allow you to take in these ordinary people."

The moment they heard those words, all five hundred-plus people in the courtyard stood up involuntarily, their eyes fixed on Zhao Yan.

If we don't let them stay, aren't we sending these people to their deaths?

“You have already infringed upon the interests of the Goddess Palace.”

Zhao Yan slowly said, "The goddess takes people in and asks for offerings."

By leaving people here, the Goddess Palace has no incense offerings, which harms the interests of the Goddess Palace.

The goddess has ordered your extermination.

The goddess Zhao Yan mentioned is Xin Ziruo.

"Don't these people even have their own freedom?"

"Such a large border, can't it accommodate a few hundred ordinary people?" Xing Qi retorted unwillingly.

"free?"

Zhao Yan scoffed dismissively, "At the border, even their lives belong to the goddess."

Where is there any freedom to speak of?

These people either go to the goddess's palace or they die.

There are only two choices.

"Let me tell you, several of our Dao Tian Society's esteemed figures, including the Immortal of the Mortal World, are still here. Aren't you afraid of retaliation for causing trouble like this?" Xing Qi rebuked angrily.

Zhao Yan chuckled lightly, "Nonsense, those few Red Dust Immortals from the Dao Tian Society have already been killed."

The goddess ordered the extermination of all Daotianhui members on the eastern border.

Now that the major powers along the border have joined forces, they are determined to destroy your Daotian Society.

Xing Qi slowly raised his head, his smile filled with despair.

"Goddess? I think she's dog shit," Xing Qi cursed angrily.

Then Xing Qi shouted to the crowd around him, "You should all leave. Go to the Goddess Palace. Only by going to the Goddess Palace can you survive."

The sound faded, but the more than 500 people in the courtyard remained unmoved.

The group seemed not to understand, and no one took any action.

A young man took a few steps forward, intending to go to the Temple of the Goddess.

But he was stopped by a good friend behind him.

"Hey, we're just worthless lives, what difference does it make where we go to die?"

The man complained, "The Goddess Temple throws out so many corpses every day that you can't even count them all. You can't survive even if you go to the Goddess Temple."

The two of them were not speaking very loudly.

But everyone present could hear it clearly.

(End of this chapter)