As Xu Jinhuan treated Liu Qingmei's illness, he muttered to himself in surprise.

About half an hour later, the sun in the east had slowly risen, and the sky was beginning to brighten.

Liu Qingmei suddenly opened her eyes. She raised her hand in surprise and looked at it. Her body, which used to feel as heavy as a thousand pounds, now felt much lighter.

But what's that awful smell in this room?

"Mommy smells bad, she doesn't smell good anymore." You Jiangjin's childish words broke the silence in the room.

Liu Qingmei then realized that the scent was coming from her own body, and she felt a little shy.

She actually showed up in the temple of the benevolent god covered in filth; she deserves to die!

Xu Jinhuan didn't care about these trivial matters, but said to them, "Now that you are in good health, it is time for you to fulfill your duties."

Liu Qingmei immediately replied, "Yes, Your Excellency!"

Xu Jinhuan stopped Liu Qingmei, who was about to pick up a broom to start sweeping, and continued, "You can take the child and move to the small house next to this one. Both houses have my protective barrier."

If any intruders break in, the barrier will automatically attack them, making it definitely safer than where you live now.

Liu Qingmei was deeply moved by the kindness of the deity and said, "Okay, once the temple is cleaned up, I'll move here with Jin'er."

Xu Jinhuan thought for a moment and said, "My divine sense is not usually in the temple. If anything happens, you can notify me through the contract."

After silently noting it down, Liu Qingmei nodded earnestly, "Yes, Your Excellency."

After making the arrangements, Xu Jinhuan withdrew the soul from the wooden plaque and returned it to her body.

By this time, the sky was completely bright.

The news of the Zhou residence being burned down began to circulate in the streets and alleys.