Chapter 3450: Cults Harm People

g the question from Mrs. Liu, Mu Zichuan came back to his senses."Mother, please rest assured, I will definitely study hard. In next year's autumn imperial examination, I will surely not disappoint yo...On the street, I reckon only brothels are still open. All the restaurants and shops have closed, and the night market stalls have packed up too.

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The road ordinarily wouldn't have that many people, yet Yang Ruqing saw three or five people coming from the corner.

They were all dressed in the same black robes, wearing black wind hats on their heads. They walked with their heads down, hurrying along without speaking or communicating with each other, moving in small groups of three or five down the street.

As they were passing by the teahouse, the person at the back suddenly tripped and something fell from their pocket onto the ground.

It is a book scroll rolled up into a cylindrical shape.

The person bent down to pick it up, and in that moment, the cloak on their head fell off, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

The few people who were walking ahead heard the commotion behind them and stopped. They turned to look at the middle-aged woman, scolded her a couple of times, and then hurried on their way.

Looking at their receding figures, Yang Ruqing felt a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, I remembered a time when I was free and went to the countryside for vacation. One summer afternoon, I often saw groups of rural aunts and grandmothers hurrying past on the road in front of my house.

There are always a few times a week when wind and rain can't stop it.

I found it strange, so I asked them where they were going. They said they were going to the nearby church for service.

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When asked about their religion, they all replied in unison that they belonged to the 'Chicken Head Sect'.

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Could this group of women traveling in the middle of the night also be believers, hurrying to attend a service

The problem is, this was ancient times. In present-day Qi, there are only two religious denominations: Buddhism and Taoism.

There was no introduction of Western sects.

Could these women be going to the Black Lotus

Thinking of this, Yang Ruqing quickly jumped off the wall and tried to chase after him.

However, I found that all these women had vanished.

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Never mind, I'll keep watching tomorrow.

The most urgent thing is to first stay by her son's side, little by little, warming his heart and letting him be willing to open his arms to accept her as his mother.

The next morning, Yang Ruqing got up early and went to the kitchen of the wine shop. She made dumplings with vegetables for her son, steamed dumplings, pan-fried dumplings, egg dumplings, and rice dumplings.

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...cabbage and minced meat filling, shiitake mushroom and shrimp meat filling, and red bean rose sand filling...

Each small dish held just two dumplings.

This way, the son won't get tired of eating, with a variety of dishes, ensuring a well-rounded nutrition.

Of course, she was keeping it a secret from Chen'er again, afraid that if Chen'er found out and his anger hadn't subsided, he wouldn't eat.

So the chef and guards surnamed Kang kept it a secret, sending the dumplings into Chen'er’s room.

She herself randomly ate some congee and in the morning, carrying a basket, went to the brick market of Jianye City.

Here, near the East Sea, several rivers flow through the city. Locals enjoy seafood and other fresh produce.

Yang Ruqing wanted to go to the Wa Market to find the freshest seafood and then cook a delicious meal for Chen'er.

For seven years, she hadn't looked after her child and felt guilty. She wished she could feed him the best food in the world to make up for it, fearing he wouldn't have a big enough stomach.

Yang Ruqing picked and chose in the Wa Market, buying fresh, plump abalone with strong elasticity. She would make a spicy abalone dish for Chen'er at noon.

Then she bought some flower clams and made steamed eggs with flower clams for Chen'er at noon.

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Two catties of pork ribs were also chopped, planning to make a crispy and fragrant sesame-roasted spare ribs for Chen'er at noon.

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The basket in her hands grew heavier and heavier, but Yang Ruqing was still walking with tireless enthusiasm. There was nothing in this world that brought her more satisfaction or meaning than preparing a carefully planned lunch for her son.

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A large crowd had gathered nearby.

Inside the circle, there was a heated argument. Outside the circle, people were gathering in groups of three or five, whispering and pointing at each other.

Yang Ruqing was buying vegetables from a stall nearby when she heard the vendor discussing this matter with people around her.

“That man’s family doesn't know what cult they believe in. When he gets sick or injured, he refuses to see a doctor and won't take medicine,”

He was in his prime, and he just endured it. It passed anyway,"

The only son in the family is sick now, and he's refusing to see a doctor.

“His wife secretly went to find a doctor and got medicine for the child, but he found out. He poured all the medicine away and beat his wife.”

"The good thing is that this woman's family has two brothers who came over today and found him, beating him up as well. They are taking the woman and the child back to her parents' home. Right now, the two families are arguing there!"

The stall owner chatted with the onlookers, who were listening intently.

One person couldn't help but ask, "What do you believe in Why don't you take medicine Just burning incense and praying to Buddha won't cure the illness!"

“That’s exactly what I mean! He insisted that it was their sect who said that, saying that if you believe in their teachings, you don't need to take medicine when you get sick and will recover on your own. Isn’t that ridiculous…”.

Yang Ruqing heard the whole conversation between the stall owner and their customers, and she recalled the several women who had hurried past her last night.

Could these people have been misled by the Black Lotus Cult

After buying the vegetables, she got up and walked toward that direction.

As expected, several men in the crowd were pointing at each other and shouting insults. Two of them were berating another man.

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Another man, although outnumbered, kept arguing his point and held his ground with unwavering confidence.

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With his neck stiff and veins bulging, he was incredibly resolute in his beliefs.

Faced with the threats of his two uncles, the man finally let out a long, loud shout and uttered a earth-shattering sentence:

“The elder is right, you are all evil ghosts from the hells of Nirvana, running around causing trouble and trying to hinder my religious practice.”

“Even if my family is ruined and I’m left with nothing, so what I'm not afraid. I'm about to ascend to become an immortal soon. When that time comes, I will live forever with heaven and earth. You guys just wait until decades later when you turn into piles of bones, ah hahaha…”

After uttering those words, he pushed aside the onlookers like a wild beast and ran away laughing madly.

Leaving his wife and children, including a sick son, behind.

“My God, what on earth has gotten into him, making him like this!” The woman, holding her sick son, collapsed to the ground and wept bitterly.

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Everyone else on the sidelines was also shocked.

Both of the uncles shook their heads repeatedly: "Crazy, crazy, this person is really crazy, there's no saving him..."

Yang Ruqing carried a basket and returned to the wine shop.

Still pondering the Black Lotus Sect matter, as soon as I reached the backyard, I saw that Chen'er's room door was wide open.

He stood at the door, his face solemn as he listened to the two guards reporting.

As soon as Chen'er saw Yang Ruqing walk in from outside, a glimmer flashed in her eyes, gone as quickly as it appeared.

He immediately raised his hand, and the guards beside him stopped talking.

Chen'er strode towards Yang Ruqing.

Seeing that Chen'er was actually walking towards her, Yang Ruoqing's heart filled with joy.

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"Chen'er..."

Chen'er, however, did not look at her and walked straight towards the front yard.

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Yang Ruqing quickly chased after him: "Chen'er, where are you going When will you be back Can you come back for lunch"

Genius one second: m.isn’t something we made up. It was your mother-in-law who just said it, and she won’t even let us speak!”Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Hehehe, curse us to have son...