Chapter 442

"Just like ordinary people, is this strength just temporarily lost? Or is it really gone for no reason? " She could not help but murmured to herself, the fact, even she did not know, more uncertain.

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

"Oh! I'm just going home. How can I do so much? " She sighed helplessly. She lost all her spiritual power and could only walk on her feet.

As I walked on, I didn't see anyone else. Fortunately, although my accomplishments were all gone, the Qiankun bag and the thousand year Guanyinzhu were the things that recognized the Lord, and the things in them could also be taken out.

After walking for a long distance, I finally saw an old man in front of him. However, the old man was sitting in a piece of muddy water and crying.

She went over and stood on the side of the road with her hands folded. "Amitabha, benefactor, what's the matter with you?"

"No, it's gone. After a year's hard work, the grain is gone after a flash flood." The old man cried, pointing to a large area in front of him, and said, "here, a large area of grain has been planted for a year, and the grain that can be harvested in half a month is gone."

On hearing this, Tang Ning was silent and looked at the old man who was crying bitterly. He said, "benefactor, it's good for people to be safe. If the crops are gone, they can be planted again." The loss of these crops is a small matter compared with the loss of life.

Seeing that the old man was still crying, she didn't stop there. She went on walking along the road. She saw some women pointing at the sky and scolding. Some were crying all the time like an old man. Some of them were still groping in the mud, and some were sitting in a daze without saying a word.

At first, when she met those people in the shabby house, she only saw their faces dead. Later, the dead breath in the shabby house became more and more serious. She could only lead the family out of the dilapidated house and stay away from the dead place. Soon after they ran out, the mountain torrents would pour out. Before that, she did not know that there would be mountain torrents.

After all, she is just a human being, not a God.

Even if we can predict good or bad luck, there are a lot of things that can't be done, especially natural disasters, which are more difficult than man-made disasters.

Originally, she thought that if there were people here, they would stay here for a rest, but seeing the situation here, she knew that she could not settle down here and could only move on.

In the evening, I came to a small town. Most of the people in the town looked sad, while those who sold food and other things in the shops were sitting on the ground and starting prices with a happy face.

She found an inn and was ready to have a good rest. When she entered the inn, she was stopped by the second.

"Little monk, do you want to stay in the inn? Today's house price is twice as expensive as yesterday. " The waiter looks at the little monk, whose feet are covered with sand and whose clothes are dirty. His face is disgusted.

"Well, give me a room." She took out a gold coin and tossed it to him. She did not put his disgusted look in her eyes. She said, "give me hot water for bathing, and some food and meat."

Then the gold coin, the little two eyes a bright, immediately invited him in, attitude is also immediately changed: "little master, please go to the second floor, I will immediately bring hot water up, and then let the kitchen prepare food for you."

Since he is a rich master, let alone meat, he can find a girl to serve him.