"This is like an ordinary mortal. Is this strength just a temporary loss? Or is it really gone for no reason?" She couldn't help but murmuring to herself, the facts were not even clear about, and she couldn't be sure of them.

After all, she had helped people avoid disaster before, but this situation did not happen.

"Oh! I'm just going home, why are there so many things?" She sighed helplessly, losing all her spiritual power, and she could only walk on her feet.

I continued walking, but I didn't see anyone. Fortunately, although my cultivation was gone, the Qiankun Bag and the Thousand Years Guanyin Bamboo both recognized the main thing, and I could take out the things inside.

After walking for a while, I finally saw an old man in front of me, but the old man was sitting in the mud and crying.

She walked over, stood on the side of the road, clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, what's wrong with you?"

"It's gone, it's gone. The food that has been planted for a year has been gone. A mountain torrent has gone." The old man cried and pointed to a large area in front of him, saying, "Here, a large area of ​​food that has been planted for a year, and the food that can be harvested in half a month is gone."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ning silently looked at the old man who was crying sadly and said, "Donor, it's good that people are safe. You can plant them again if the crops are gone." Compared to losing your life, these crops are just a trivial matter.

Seeing that the old man was still crying, she didn't stop for a long time and continued to walk forward. She walked along the road and saw some women pointing to the sky and cursing, some were like old men crying, and some were silently groping in the mud without knowing what, while others sat in a daze without saying a word.

When she first met those people in the broken house, she only saw them all with death breath. Later, the death breath in the broken house became heavier and heavier. She could only lead the family out of the broken house and stay away from the deadly place. Shortly after they ran out, the mountain torrent also poured out. Before that, she did not know that there would be mountain torrents in this place.

After all, she is just a human, not a god.

Even if you can predict good and bad luck, there are many things that are powerless, especially natural disasters like this, which are even more difficult than man-made disasters.

Originally, she thought that if someone had stayed here, she would have stayed here, but when she saw the situation here, she knew that she could not settle down and could only continue walking forward.

In the evening, we came to a small town. Most of the people in the town looked sad, while those who were selling food and other things in the shops were sitting on the ground and looking happy.

She found an inn and prepared to have a good rest. When she was about to enter the inn, she was stopped by the waiter.

"Little monk, do you want to stay in an inn? The housing prices today are twice as expensive as yesterday." The waiter looked at the little monk whose feet were covered in mud and sand and his clothes were dirty in blue, with a look of disgust.

"Well, let me get in the room." She took out a gold coin and threw it to him, without taking his disgusted look in his eyes, and said, "Prepare the hot water for me to bathe, some food, and meat."

Then the gold coins lit up, Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he immediately invited him in with a smile, and his attitude changed immediately: "Young master, please go up to the second floor, I will bring hot water to you immediately, and then let the kitchen prepare meals for you."
Chapter completed!