The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 864: The Good and Evil of the Salvation Palace (1)

Chapter 864: The Good and Evil of the Salvation Palace (1)

this year, you’ve been giving out porridge, giving cloth to the refugees to protect their bodies, and giving out steamed buns. I think your conscience has been eaten by dogs.

“Before the appearance of the hall of salvation, no one dared to go out during the day, much less at night.”

“Now that the Palace of Salvation has appeared, it doesn’t ask for incense money or anything else. Who in this world isn’t grateful? I think you have evil intentions!” Yang Dianfeng was furious.

However, the Daoist’s face turned from white to red.

“This is what she should do. This is her punishment.”

“This is her fault. It’s all her fault. You shouldn’t have believed it, shouldn’t have believed it. ” As he said that, he rushed forward and smashed the incense burner and the statue of Savior onto the ground.

“The Savior is not worthy of your worship, not worthy of the love of the people. She’s not worthy!” The Daoist roared in rage. His face was red and his eyes were filled with madness.

The small statue of the Savior fell to the ground and was smashed into two halves.

It rolled to Lulu’s feet.

Lulu was stunned for a moment. When he saw that the little Savior statue had been smashed to pieces, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

“Damn you, who allowed you to attack!” Yang Feng went up and punched the Daoist to the ground, causing his nose to bleed.

Everyone in the bank knew that this young man was the shopkeeper.

Moreover, the Savior was loved by the people. At this moment, they all surrounded the Taoist and beat him up.

“Quickly report this to the authorities.” a waiter shouted.

Yang subfan sneered,”what report?” Throw it to the outer city.” The inner city had not been ravaged by the spirits much, while the outer city had been tormented by them for many years. The reason why they could live a peaceful life now was because they treated the salvation Palace as their most precious treasure.

If he threw it out, he would suffer.

Yang Dianfeng wiped the sweat off his face and saw Lulu looking down at the small statue of the Savior.

His heart shrank slightly.

“Don’t believe him. The Salvation Palace is now famous all over the world. There will always be some villains who try to slander them. The hearts of the people are fair and they understand everything.” Yang Dianfeng mumbled, not knowing what to say.

“The Salvation Palace is the light in the hearts of the people, the hope of the people. All the people are grateful to her. ” Yang Dianfeng said in a low voice.

Lulu grunted in agreement, the corners of his mouth lifted, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

“By the way, did you come to find me to be your tool again today? Every day you say you’ll come to find me, it’s time for aunt Xia to reprimand me. ” Yang pinfeng welcomed Lulu into the room with a smile, lifted the curtain, and poured her a cup of tea.

Lulu sat on the main seat.

“Aunt Xia smiled and asked me last time, saying that you pay so much attention to our small business every day. Did you earn a hundred taels?” Yang Dianfeng couldn’t stop smiling. A million taels was more than enough.

Currently, only Lu Huaijiang knew about their businesses.

“When you reach adulthood, or when you get married, I will prepare ten miles of red makeup for you. He would throw money along the way, real money. How can those noble ladies in the outside world compare to you in the slightest?” Yang Dianfeng’s eyes lit up. When Lulu reached adulthood, he would make the world envious.

Lulu rolled his eyes and said, ” We’re no longer two or three year old kids.”

“Yes, yes, yes. You’re already a nine-year-old girl.”

The two of them laughed and chatted for a while before Lulu gave Yang Dianfeng some red packets and gave all the waiters thick red packets.

The shopkeeper asked for three times the price.

Not long after, Lulu wore a veil and boarded the carriage.

He kept a low profile all the way to the meeting place.

At this moment, in the palace, the Emperor, who was reviewing the memorials, suddenly threw the brush, leaving a black ink mark in the air.