Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 507 - 505: Murder

"Building a temple for a living person is indeed difficult, but only someone like Jin Canrong, who is a good person and does many good deeds, can have people willingly build a temple for him and offer incense." Ling Qiaoqiao said again.

"Do you know Jin Canrong?" Mo Lin asked Ling Qiaoqiao.

"Not very well, but I’ve met him a few times." Ling Qiaoqiao slowly said to Mo Lin, "Do you want to meet him?

Otherwise, I can introduce you to him?"

"I don’t want to meet him, I’m here to kill him." Mo Lin said coldly.

Ling Qiaoqiao was stunned at this moment.

She instinctively looked around at the crowd, worried that this statement might have been heard by those around them.

The people here are just like Jin Canrong’s followers.

If they hear Mo Lin wants to kill Jin Canrong, they will definitely cause trouble for Mo Lin.

"Don’t do this." Ling Qiaoqiao reminded Mo Lin.

Jin Canrong is a famous good person who has done many good deeds.

He protects everyone in this city. If you kill him, how will the ordinary people of this city survive?

At that moment, Luo Xiaoxiao instinctively clenched her fists.

She was worried that Mo Lin wouldn’t avenge her.

"If Jin Canrong is killed, I will protect this place from now on," Mo Lin said slowly.

"Even so, it won’t work. If you kill Jin Canrong, you’ll incur public outrage." Ling Qiaoqiao said again, "I’m not trying to stop you.

If you kill Jin Canrong, your reputation will be completely ruined.

You’ll be just like an Evil Cultivator."

Jin Canrong’s reputation is widespread; many people know that he is a definite good person.

And many Daoist Cultivators have received favors from Jin Canrong.

Mo Lin’s original plan was to destroy this temple.

But now he has changed his plan, directly going to the Jin family to kill.

"I want to kill him." Mo Lin simply said coldly.

Ling Qiaoqiao sighed helplessly, "Alright."

She couldn’t argue with Mo Lin, so she could only go along with him.

Mo Lin took Yun Xue’xue and Luo Xiaoxiao to the Jin family.

At the Jin family, there were many people standing at the gate.

They queued in long lines.

These people came to the Jin family to receive items.

The Jin family distributes some food every day.

These people would come here to get food and then return to the inn to stay.

Just like parasites.

"Don’t cut the line; first come, first served, okay?" A man reminded Mo Lin as he cut the line.

Mo Lin completely ignored the man and walked toward the Jin family.

"Hey... No cutting allowed, go line up." A manager from the Jin family reminded Mo Lin.

"Bang!"

Mo Lin kicked the manager in the chest, causing him to fly backward.

The crowd instantly fell silent.

Everyone stared intently at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin slowly opened the door.

"Where is Jin Canrong? Come out." Mo Lin shouted.

Then, the figure of a young man appeared.

This young man wore a golden coat, his aura youthful, and his face beamed with a friendly smile.

"Brother, is there a misunderstanding? Let’s talk it over." Jin Canrong asked Mo Lin.

Then, Luo Xiaoxiao slowly appeared.

At the moment he saw Luo Xiaoxiao, Jin Canrong was stunned, his friendly smile disappeared.

Replaced by a serious expression.

"What do you mean by this?" Jin Canrong asked Mo Lin.

"Revenge." Mo Lin coldly uttered two words.

"Everyone in the Jin family must die today; not even a dog from the Jin family should live."

The crowd outside saw Mo Lin causing trouble and rushed forward.

The momentum seemed as if they wanted to swallow Mo Lin alive.

"What are you doing? Coming to the Jin family to cause trouble?" A man shouted at Mo Lin.

"Kid, Jin Patriarch is such a kind person, and you come here to make trouble? Do you have a conscience?"

"You, MT, are you a beast?" Another man followed.

"Jin Canrong murdered my entire family years ago, slaughtered all my relatives, so why can’t I come?" Luo Xiaoxiao stepped out to refute.

The atmosphere temporarily froze, followed by a scolding voice, "That’s all in the past.

Jin Patriarch has now turned over a new leaf, why do you still hold onto him?"

"That’s right, bringing up things from years ago, aren’t you being too petty?"

"Who doesn’t make mistakes?"

"At most, let Jin Patriarch apologize to you."

The crowd all spoke up, supporting Jin Canrong.

Ling Qiaoqiao sighed helplessly as she watched.

There were at least three hundred people here.

And this group was all speaking for Jin Canrong.

Unless Mo Lin started killing, he wouldn’t touch a single hair on Jin Canrong today.

Three hundred people shielded Jin Canrong.

At this moment, Luo Xiaoxiao seemed so small, clenching her teeth tightly, glaring angrily at the crowd.

"Can an apology solve it?"

"If your loved ones were killed, would you just accept an apology?" Luo Xiaoxiao questioned.

"Yes." A man answered first.

"That’s right, just an apology will do."

Luo Xiaoxiao’s cheeks trembled with anger.

"Get out of the way." Mo Lin shouted.

Three hundred people blocked the way, showing no intention of leaving.

"Don’t understand human language?"

Mo Lin shouted again, "I said get out of the way.

This matter has nothing to do with you.

If anyone wants to meddle, then they can go die."

Concise and clear.

Mo Lin’s words carried murderous intent.

Ling Qiaoqiao was stunned; she never thought Mo Lin would actually want to kill.

"I’ll count to three, anyone who doesn’t leave will die here." Mo Lin said coldly.

"One"

"Two"

"He wouldn’t dare kill anyone." A man said slowly.

"There are so many of us, I don’t believe he’ll kill us all."

"If he kills, how is he different from an Evil Cultivator?"

"Nobody be afraid."

The crowd muttered to each other.

They all believed Mo Lin wouldn’t kill.

Such thinking gave them enough courage.

"Three"

As Mo Lin counted to three, no one left.

Mo Lin took a deep breath, raising his right hand, and the Thirteen-color Wish Power surged forth.

"What are you doing? Are you really going to kill?"

A man stood before Mo Lin, shouting: "I don’t believe you’ll dare to kill me."

"Splash!"

Blood spurted, and the man’s head was instantly severed by the Thirteen-color Wish Power.

Dead.

At the moment they saw Mo Lin kill, everyone present was shocked.

"Are you really an Evil Cultivator?" Another man questioned Mo Lin.

"Splash!" Another burst of blood, the speaking man’s head hit the ground.

Three hundred people still showed no intention of leaving.

Jin Canrong just let the crowd stand in front of him, even encouraging them, "Don’t be afraid, I don’t believe he’ll kill you all."

Originally, some people felt timid, but after hearing Jin Canrong’s words, they were not afraid anymore.

They just blocked Mo Lin like that.