The man in black in the head narrowed his sinister eyes and stared at the place of the fire. After a long time, he said, "Retreat! Report up and say she is dead."

In their opinion, Tang Ning was also a person who could not live for a few days. A girl with no cultivation was tortured and whipped all the way, injured all the way, and bitten by hundreds of rats. They still didn't believe it, and she wouldn't die like this!

The man in black swept his cold eyes to the people around him: "Remember, she is dead, you'd better keep telling me and let everyone shut up, otherwise, they will have to be buried with Tang Ning!"

When the people in black heard this, their hearts trembled and immediately said, "Yes, we know."

"Walk!"

The man in black turned around and left, and the others quickly followed, quietly leaving only a fire behind him burning in the night...

There were only a few more than a dozen people in the temple, and they could not extinguish the flames that soared into the sky. The fire continued to burn until when the sky was getting dark, everything in the temple was burned out and the fire gradually went out.

After a night of fire fighting, more than a dozen people in the temple, including the presidency and Tang Ning, all their faces were covered with smoke from gray and black. The monk robes were splashed with water, and some even had a corner of the monk robes burned, showing a embarrassed look.

However, they seemed to have not noticed their own embarrassment, but were stunned, with red eyes and tears, looking at the temple that had been burned to the point of being left with empty shells.

Tang Ning, who was standing aside, felt guilty. If it weren't for her, their temple wouldn't have been burned like this.

"Master, our temple is gone." A monk said choked.

"Oh! Let's cheer up, just be safe. If the temple is gone, we will build it again." The abbot sighed and comforted the famous disciples.

Tang Ning took a step forward and looked at the abbot and said seriously: "I will rebuild the temple."

The abbot looked at the little monk in front of him who was so smoked that his face was black, and could not remember which disciple he was, so he touched his head and said, "Amitabha, everything will be fine."

Under the leadership of the abbot, everyone started to pack up the temple, but most of the things were burned out, but some pots, bowls and stone stools could still be used.

Tang Ning also helped search for things that could be used from the ruins and piled them together. Looking at the pile of black things in front of her, she felt very uncomfortable.

However, even if she wanted to rebuild the temple, she wouldn't be able to do it now, now she was penniless.

wrong!

She had no money, but when she killed the man in black, she had some golden leaves plundered from him.

"Come here." The abbot called out at this time, waved his hand and let everyone surround him.

Everyone looked at each other and walked forward, calling respectfully: "Master."

"After this, the temple was left with these pots and bowls. Now that the temple is like this, there is no one living there. From today on, we will all go down the mountain!" the abbot sighed.

"Master! If we don't leave, even if the temple is gone, this place is still our home!" A monk knelt in front of him and couldn't help crying.

"Master, we must rebuild the temple and rebuild our home. Master, master, we won't leave!" The famous monks said in tears, and all knelt down at the abbot.
Chapter completed!