Xu Jinhuan's voice came from the wooden sign.

When the young woman heard the sound, her face tightened, but when she looked in the direction of the sound, she found nothing there except the altar.

Could it be that the thief is hiding under the altar?

Then maybe she could take her son away as soon as possible before the enemy crawled out from below...

While the woman was thinking in her mind, she also did not forget to look around vigilantly in case the thief had other accomplices.

You Jiangjin looked at his mother in confusion and pointed at the wooden sign.

"Mother, the God of Kindness is asking questions. Please come back soon. The God of Kindness is very kind. He has promised me that he will cure your illness. You will be healthy in the future."

After saying this, You Jiangjin knelt respectfully on a somewhat worn cushion without waiting for his mother to stop him, muttering to himself.

"Good God Jinhuan, I brought my mother here. I guess my mother didn't react. Please don't blame her. Jin'er kowtows to you."

After saying that, You Jiangjin kowtowed three times respectfully.

The young woman did not immediately believe that the immortal her son had mentioned had appeared. After coughing lightly, she whispered.

"Ahem, at the beginning, the good man Jin Huan Shenneng gave food before the heavy rain, which was already a great kindness. How could he, a good god, appear in the middle of the night to heal people?"

But when she saw that Jin'er now completely believed in the existence of gods, she knew that persuasion was not feasible.

Therefore, the young woman walked carefully to the table where the wooden plaque was placed, gently grabbed the tablecloth, and suddenly lifted it up.

She wanted to use practical actions to tell Jin'er that there were not so many gods who saved people from suffering in this world, but more thieves who were good at cheating.

But when she turned her gaze to under the table, she found it was empty. Not only was there no one, there wasn't even a mouse.

"Mom, what are you doing? Is it a rat that stole the offerings to the God of Goodness?" You Jiangjin asked in confusion.

At this time, the young woman was somewhat skeptical about her life. She looked around the house carefully and found that there was really no place where a person could hide except for the shabby altar.

"Don't look for it. I'm right there on the altar." Xu Jinhuan said helplessly.

The young woman, like Jin'er before, looked at the wooden sign on the altar in surprise and asked cautiously, "Are you really the God of Joy?"

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "Really."

Upon hearing that, the young woman immediately knelt respectfully on another worn-out cushion and said, "Thank you for the food you gave me. If it weren't for the food, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive until now."

After saying that, the young woman started coughing violently again, as if she was going to cough out her lungs.

"Mom..." You Jiang's face was full of worry. He walked to his mother's side sensibly, patted her back and helped her breathe.

The young woman covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed for a long time before she released her hand and skillfully hid the handkerchief in her sleeve.

Even though Xu Jinhuan couldn't see it, he could tell from the faint smell of blood in the house that the young woman must have been coughing up blood.

The woman touched You Jiangjin's head with a loving look on her face, then turned to look at the wooden sign in front of her and said seriously.

"Sir, I don't know what Jin'er has done to cure my illness, but as a mother, I can't just watch him sacrifice himself for me..."

Xu Jinhuan felt helpless after hearing this. Should she praise this family for their noble character? They were all more willing to give in than the other.

She said straightforwardly, "Finish reading this first, then it won't be too late to refuse."

Xu Jinhuan directly captured the video of the little boy before his death and transferred it into the woman's mind.

"This, this is my son?" The woman said in disbelief as she watched the tattered straw mat in her mind moving further and further away.

Xu Jinhuan said: "Yes, if you don't treat the disease, this is it."

Then she added, "Besides, what I charge is not very demanding. I just want this child to help me clean up here and guide the believers around."

The woman's body swayed, as if she had not yet come out of the shadow of her child's death.

After taking a break, she walked back to the cushion, knelt down in front of the wooden sign again, kowtowed three times, and said, "Before that, I have a request, and I hope the benevolent god will grant it."

Xu Jinhuan replied, "Tell me about it."

The young woman touched her son's head and said, "Although this child is usually quite obedient, he is still a little careless. He is definitely not as good as me in doing delicate work like cleaning the temple.

Besides, he is still very young. Even if he wants to recruit believers, they may not be willing to listen to him. Good God, why don't you change the person you promised to me?"

Xu Jinhuan chuckled when she heard this. This was actually the idea she had in mind from the beginning. After all, what big things could a child who was only seven or eight years old do?

"Okay, then it's your turn. The contract is certain, and you can't go back on your word."

The woman nodded seriously and said, "I will never regret it!"

Xu Jinhuan mobilized the power of faith on the wooden sign and successfully signed a contract with the woman.

Only then did Xu Jinhuan realize that the woman's name was Liu Qingmei.

Afterwards, before Liu Qingmei could be surprised by the sudden appearance of power in her body, Xu Jinhuan began to use the power of faith to heal her.

"This power of faith is extremely useful. It can be transformed into healing power when treating illnesses, and it can be transformed into blessing power when bestowing blessings.

It can even transform into the power of a curse, doesn't that mean that as long as I'm in my temple, I'm invincible?"

While Xu Jinhuan was treating Liu Qingmei, he muttered in surprise in his heart.

About half an hour later, the sun in the east had slowly risen and the sky was slightly bright.

Liu Qingmei suddenly opened her eyes. She raised her hands in surprise and looked around. Her body, which used to feel as if it weighed a thousand pounds, now seemed a lot lighter.

But, what's that bad smell in this room?

"Mom, she stinks. She doesn't smell good anymore." You Jiangjin's childish words broke the silence in the room.

Only then did Liu Qingmei realize that the smell was actually coming from her body, and she felt a little shy for a moment.

She actually showed up in the temple of the God of Goodness in such a dirty state. She deserves to die!

Xu Jinhuan didn't care about these little things, but said to them: "Now that you are in good health, you should fulfill your duties."

Liu Qingmei immediately said, "Yes, Lord Good God!"

Xu Jinhuan stopped Liu Qingmei who was about to sweep the floor with a broom and continued, "You can take your child and move to the small house next to this house. Both houses have my barrier.

If a thief breaks in, the barrier will automatically attack the enemy, which is definitely safer than where you live now."

Liu Qingmei didn't expect the benevolent god to be so considerate of her. She was very moved and said, "Okay, after I finish cleaning up the temple, I will bring Jin'er over."

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

Liu Qingmei took note of it silently and nodded seriously, "Okay, Master Shanshen."

After Xu Jinhuan finished the arrangements, she withdrew the soul from the wooden sign and returned to her body.

At this time, the sky was completely bright.

The news of the burning of Zhou's mansion began to spread on the streets.