The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old Chapter 347 - 347: 347 1

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Jiang huailu stood in front of the hall of salvation.

Everyone probably sensed sothing and closed their doors even before it was dark.

Every household had the portrait of the door God, general Fang, pasted on it. It looked like an ordinary drawing paper, drawn with cinnabar, and even a little scribbled.

No one knew if it would be effective, but it was better than nothing.

It was much better than the bare wooden door that was blessed by luck.