Chapter 7: Ruined

The headed man in black narrowed his eyes and stared at the place of fire. For a long time, he said: "Withdraw! Report up and say that she is dead."
In their opinion, Tangning was also a person who would not survive for a few days. A girl who hadn't been cultivated was tortured and beaten all the way. She was wounded and bitten by hundreds of mice. They still didn't believe it, so she wouldn't die!
The black-clothed man glanced coldly at the people around him: "Remember, she is dead, you'd better confess it and let everyone shut their mouths, otherwise, Tangning must be buried!"
When the people in black heard this, their hearts trembled and immediately said, "Yes, we know."
"go!"
The man in black turned and left, and the others quickly followed, coming and going quietly, leaving behind a skyrocketing flame burning in the night...
There were only a dozen people in the monastery, and they couldn't extinguish the soaring flame. The fire continued to burn until, when the sky was getting brighter, everything in the monastery was burned, and the fire was gradually extinguished.
After a night of fighting the fire, more than a dozen people in the monastery, including the host and Tangning, all had gray and black smoke on their faces, and their robes were splashed with water. Some even burned a corner of their robes. , Full of embarrassment.
Of course, they didn't seem to notice their own embarrassment. They were just startled, their eyes reddish with tears looking at the temple that had been burned to the left.
Tangning, who was standing by, felt guilty. If it weren't for her, their temple would not have been burned like this.
"Master, our monastery is gone." A monk choked up.
"Oh! If you are all up, the people will be safe. The temple is gone, and we will rebuild it." The abbot sighed softly, comforting the disciples.
Tangning took a step forward and looked at the abbot seriously and said, "I will rebuild the temple."
The abbot looked at the little monk whose face was blackened by smoke, and couldn't remember which disciple it was, so he touched his head and said, "Amitabha, everything will be fine."
Under the leadership of the abbot, everyone set out to pack up the monastery, but most of the things were burned out, but some pots and bowls and stone stools were still usable.
Tangning also helped to find usable things from the ruins and piled them together. Looking at the pile of dark things in front of her, she felt very uncomfortable.
However, even if she wanted to rebuild the temple, she couldn't do it now, with no money.
wrong!
She didn't have any money, but when she killed the man in black earlier, she found some golden leaves from him.
"You all come here." The abbot called at this moment, beckoning everyone to surround him.
Everyone looked at each other, and they all stepped forward, calling respectfully: "Master."
"After this, these pots and bowls are left in the monastery. Now that the monastery is like this, no one can live in it. From today on, we will all go down the mountain!"
"Master! If we don't leave, even if the temple is gone, this is still our home!" A monk knelt in front of him and couldn't help crying.
"Master, we are going to rebuild the monastery and our home, Master, Master, let's not go!" The monks said with tears, all kneeling towards the abbot.
Tangning looked at it, and wanted to open her mouth several times, but she didn't know what to say.