Mo Lin felt a sense of bitterness in his heart.

Even though he hadn't spent much time with Zhong Yangxi and the others,

in terms of friendship, there really wasn't any, yet he didn't know why, but when this group of people died, Mo Lin felt an empty sensation inside.

The smell of blood was strong behind him.

Zhong Yangxi and the others were all dead.

Dead at the hands of the Evil Spirit.

Zhong Yangxi and the others came here with the resolution to die.

Mo Lin felt a sense of indescribable emotion.

A group of people died to protect him.

No matter the reason, the deaths of Zhong Yangxi and the others had more or less something to do with Mo Lin.

"This enmity must be avenged," Mo Lin coldly rebuked in the direction of the Evil Spirit.

Now that he was left alone in West County, staying there held no meaning.

Mo Lin alone couldn't destroy all the Evil Spirits.

So Mo Lin decided to leave West County and return to Hongzhou.

On this journey, Mo Lin encountered no living soul at all.

The dark night was particularly quiet, without the sound of birds.

Nor the sound of insects, only the sound of Mo Lin's footsteps echoed in the air.

He could only hear the sound of his breathing.

He walked for over an hour.

Finally, he saw a light.

A village was illuminated.

Arriving here, the scent of blood was distinctly noticeable.

Mo Lin walked along the path towards the village.

A black figure ran directly towards Mo Lin.

Mo Lin watched the shadow cautiously.

Not until the shadow reached Mo Lin did he see that it was a little girl.

A height of about one meter, wearing a red dress.

Her hair was disheveled, looking a bit rough.

She seemed to be in her early teens.

The red-dressed little girl grabbed Mo Lin's sleeve.

"You're finally here, you all finally came."

The little girl's eyes were red, tears flowed down uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Are you from the Gen Family sent by Hongzhou?" The little girl cried and said, "You finally came."

"Gen Family?"

Mo Lin frowned, what did this have to do with the Gen Family?

"Yes, wasn't it the Gen Family that sent you to deal with the Evil Spirit?"

The little girl furrowed her brows, tightly clutching Mo Lin's sleeve, fearing he would run away, she said again, "We spent money.

Our village gave all the money to the Gen Family.

You promised to protect our village."

Mo Lin then realized, the Gen Family took the money to protect these people.

But in reality, these people were just victims.

They had been deceived by the Gen Family.

The Gen Family did not arrange anyone to protect them.

The little girl mistook Mo Lin for someone sent by the Gen Family to save them.

"Many people have died in our village, please hurry to save them with me." The little girl hurriedly said to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin nodded, following behind the little girl.

At the intersection ahead, a corpse lay horizontally in the middle.

The red-dressed little girl walked past the corpse expressionlessly.

She seemed unfazed as if she had seen it many times.

"My name is Shanshan."

The little girl asked Mo Lin, "You Daoist Cultivators must be really tired, right?

I heard from my mother, the entire human world is facing a disaster.

Many Daoist Cultivators have sweated a lot to protect the human world.

Many have even died."

This statement left Mo Lin speechless.

Considering it, Mo Lin believed that it was Zhong Yangxi and the others who were truly admirable.

Dealing with the Evil Spirit had nothing to do with Zhong Yangxi and the others.

Yet they still sacrificed their lives without hesitation.

Knowing they couldn't win, they still faced death.

This spirit was one Mo Lin respected.

Initially, Mo Lin was opposed to getting involved in troublesome matters.

But at this moment, at this instant.

A thought emerged in Mo Lin's mind.

He wanted to save everyone here.

Just to be a good person for once.

Perhaps he was moved by Zhong Yangxi and the others' actions.

Or maybe it was Shanshan's words that touched him.

Mo Lin didn't know the exact reason, but he now wanted to be a good person for once.

With no other thoughts, he simply wanted to be a good person for once.

That's all.

Mo Lin touched Shanshan's forehead reassuringly: "I will save you all."

"Really?" Shanshan looked at Mo Lin in surprise, then said, "But my mom said that you Daoist Cultivators are here to save the whole human world and may not save us ordinary people.

Apparently, what my mom said isn't necessarily all correct."

Shanshan walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped.

Her expression became pained and she said in a thin voice to Mo Lin, "I have no money, our village has no money left."

Shanshan's sudden statement surprised Mo Lin.

He didn't even understand it at first.

"Don't worry, if I save the people in your village, we will repay you.

We won't let you save us for nothing," Shanshan said to Mo Lin again.

At this moment, Mo Lin realized Shanshan was afraid he wouldn't come with her to save people.

"Why do you say that?" Mo Lin asked Shanshan, puzzled.

"I know the rules of the Gen Family, as long as you Gen Family members take action, you must give money.

I understand the rules," Shanshan said slowly to Mo Lin.

A ten-year-old girl said such things.

This Gen Family really is sucking people's blood.

Usually, a Daoist Cultivator helping ordinary people does not charge money.

Also, each province has specific ghost hunting teams.

For instance, in Xu Yue City where Mo Lin was before, there were the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits.

Mo Lin was also part of a ghost hunting team before, and all his actions were free of charge.

"I'm not from the Gen Family, I'm not asking you for money," Mo Lin said slowly to Shanshan.

Upon hearing Mo Lin was not from the Gen Family, Shanshan was very surprised, then shouted excitedly.

"Really? That's great." Shanshan jumped up with excitement, then she seemed to think of something and wilted like a beaten eggplant.

"You should leave, you can't handle what's happening in this village."

"Why?" Mo Lin asked, pursuing her.

"The Gen Family doesn't allow ordinary Daoist Cultivators to handle matters in our village; if you do, you'll die."

Shanshan's voice trembled slightly, "Previously, a Daoist Cultivator came to help catch ghosts in our village.

Later that Daoist Cultivator was killed by the Gen Family."

Mo Lin understood the whole story.

The Gen Family not only cheated money but committed more wicked acts.

Taking this group's money, ignoring them was one thing.

But to collect Netherworld Currency, they killed Daoist Cultivators and stopped other Daoist Cultivators from catching ghosts here.

Acting completely like local tyrants.

Mo Lin couldn't even understand why the Destined Person emerged from the Gen Family.

"It's fine, I'm not afraid of the Gen Family," Mo Lin reassured Shanshan.

"Alright then." Shanshan nodded.

She was only ten years old, acting mature but ultimately still a child at heart.

She couldn't keep secrets, telling Mo Lin everything about the Gen Family.

Mo Lin already had a grudge against the Gen Family.

After hearing what Shanshan said, Mo Lin's desire to eliminate the Gen Family grew even stronger.

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