Mo Lin had never heard something so idiotic before.

How was the death of their children related to Lady City God?

If they used their children to raise ghosts, how could they not die?

A group of people cried in front of the City God Temple.

Misfortune was in the air.

"After midnight, take the statue of Lady City God to the altar, and then we can finally rid of this poison," the woman added again.

Mo Lin ignored the woman.

Mo Lin walked forward.

He then discovered that here, hundreds of coffins were left uncovered.

Inside lay the corpses of young people, judging by their appearance, none had reached adulthood.

He didn't understand why these people never saw the problem in themselves.

Instead, they blamed Lady City God for the deaths of their children.

Mo Lin walked along the road, continuing forward.

He wondered why black ribbons hung outside the City God Temple.

On approaching, Mo Lin realized that what hung at the entrance weren't black ribbons.

They were corpses.

Dozens of corpses dangled at the entrance of the City God Temple.

These bodies had dried out.

They just hung there at the entrance.

Women knelt in front of the City God Temple, crying.

The sound of hanging at the entrance.

Made Mo Lin think of a phrase.

The three stages of lament: crying, making a scene, hanging oneself.

Mo Lin continued inward.

He finally saw the statue of Lady City God.

The statue of Lady City God was covered in layers of leather-like material.

Upon closer inspection, some of these leathers even contained bones.

Mo Lin saw clearly, these leathers were human skins.

Judging by the quantity, there were at least over thirty human skins.

These were the means of malevolence; someone using these things to suppress Lady City God.

No wonder ghosts dared to kill Lady City God.

At this moment, Mo Lin finally understood.

It wasn't ghosts killing Lady City God, it was the people here slowly killing Lady City God.

Lady City God suppressed the fortune of this place, unexpectedly these people were not only ungrateful but repaid kindness with enmity.

"Outsider, mind your own business..." a man passing by Mo Lin shouted a warning.

This was just another reminder among countless others he had received.

As the words fell, a black little ghost landed on Mo Lin's shoulder.

This little ghost intended to siphon Mo Lin's vitality.

Mo Lin raised his right hand and directly grabbed the little ghost.

The little ghost screeched with a sharp, grating sound in Mo Lin's hand.

Mo Lin looked up, only then noticing that the surrounding people were watching him with hostile eyes.

"Let him go."

"What are you doing?"

"Who told you to harm Master Ghost?"

"Quickly release him, let him go."

The crowd accused Mo Lin one after another.

The way they treated their own mother couldn't have been much different.

Seeing Mo Lin not releasing the little ghost, someone appeared wielding a kitchen knife.

Soon, more people appeared with kitchen knives or shovels, surrounding Mo Lin.

Initially, there were only dozens of people, but the number gradually rose to one hundred.

This number even increased to over a thousand.

They completely surrounded Mo Lin, leaving no gap.

These people were, in fact, ordinary individuals without any particular prowess.

Suddenly, someone from behind Mo Lin wrapped their arm around his neck, attempting to restrain him.

Mo Lin turned around, seeing it was an ordinary man about his age.

The man possibly believed Mo Lin wouldn't harm him, smiling at Mo Lin.

Seeing Mo Lin being restrained, the surrounding crowd prepared to surge forward.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered!

The man holding Mo Lin from behind, his head fell to the ground.

Mo Lin summoned the Yin Department's long sword, severing the man's head.

The surrounding crowd, ready to charge, was instantly struck with terror.

Perhaps none of them expected, Mo Lin would actually kill someone.

"Get lost..."

Mo Lin snorted coldly.

Did they really think Mo Lin was made of paper?

"You scoundrel, you actually killed someone?" a woman angrily scolded Mo Lin.

"Do you have no conscience? Truly inhuman," another middle-aged woman likewise accused Mo Lin.

"You want to kill me, yet I'm not allowed to retaliate?"

Mo Lin snorted coldly, "How ridiculous."

As he finished speaking, Mo Lin crushed the little ghost in his palm.

Perhaps witnessing Mo Lin's methods, the crowd dared not act rashly for a moment.

At this instant, a braver old man stood up.

"Young man, killing in the Eastern Domain, isn't it unreasonable?" the old man said slowly to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin found it puzzling why this old man dared to stand up and intervene?

This old man was just an ordinary person, who gave him the courage to trouble Mo Lin?

"And then?" Mo Lin asked the old man.

"You abolish your own powers, and this matter will be brushed alway with," the old man proposed a condition.

Mo Lin looked at this old man as if he were a fool.

"Scram..." Mo Lin spat the word coldly.

Did they really take Mo Lin for an idiot?

If Mo Lin truly abolished his powers, this crowd would tear him apart in no time.

A group of ignorant fools.

"Young man, don't be too excessive, this is the Eastern Domain," the old man addressed Mo Lin again.

At this moment, Mo Lin lost patience.

"Anyone who dares provoke me will die."

Mo Lin turned and walked into the City God Temple, no longer wasting words with this crowd.

After Mo Lin entered the City God Temple, the crowd stood outside, not daring to come in.

For whatever reason, Mo Lin wasn't sure.

Around midnight,

The sound of something sharp pierced the air.

"Light the lanterns, offer sacrifices to Lady City God."

Outside the City God Temple, white candles burned brightly.

Moments later, a group of robust men dressed in white entered through the demolished City God Temple door, rushing inside.

Arriving early couldn't compare to arriving at the right time.

Unexpectedly, today was the sixteenth day of the seventh month.

This crowd hadn't rushed in before, fearing they'd disrupt the Feng Shui of the City God Temple.

Thus, they hadn't entered until now to avoid influencing the ritual for offering sacrifices to Lady City God.

"Young man, we won't bother you about earlier matters, but hope you don't meddle when we offer sacrifices to Lady City God," an old man stood in front of Mo Lin, warning him.

"Yes, we won't trouble you, just don't ruin our plans."

"Correct, hope you don't cause trouble."

The crowd chattered among themselves.

"Why are you offering sacrifices to Lady City God?" Mo Lin asked.

"Of course, it's to seek peace," a woman answered without hesitation.

"Only if Lady City God dies can our Eastern Domain find peace."

"Indeed, Lady City God must die."

The crowd unanimously believed that only Lady City God's death would bring peace to their lives.

"I remind you, if the ritual for offering sacrifices to Lady City God begins, all of you will die," Mo Lin warned.

"Who are you trying to scare?" a woman clearly didn't believe Mo Lin's words and snorted coldly.

"Even if everyone here perishes, it's none of your concern."

"Yes, mind your own business. Our matters don't need your interference."

The crowd responded vocally.

Mo Lin laughed coldly, no longer speaking.

Then he watched as this crowd carried out the statue of Lady City God.

White candles were lit all around, and the statue of Lady City God stood at the center of the white candles.

Surrounding the white candles, there were more ghost statues arranged.

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