Chapter 442: Natural and Man-Made Disasters

"This is the same as ordinary mortals. Is this strength just a temporary loss? Or is it really lost for no reason?" She couldn't help but murmured to herself. The truth is that she doesn't even know it, and she can't be sure.

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

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

Continuing to walk, no one was seen. Fortunately, although all the cultivation bases were gone, the Qiankun bag and the thousand-year-old Guanyin bamboo were the things that recognized the Lord, and the things inside could be taken out.

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

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

"It's gone, it's gone. After a year of hard work, the grains that were planted were all gone after a flash flood." After a year of grain, the grain that can be harvested in half a month is gone."

Hearing this, Tangning fell silent, looked at the old man who was crying and said, "Donor, it's good for people to be safe. If the crops are gone, they can be planted again." Compared with the loss of life, the disappearance of these crops is just a trivial matter.

Seeing that the old man was still crying, she didn't stop there, and continued to walk forward. Walking along the road, she saw some women pointing at the sky and scolding, and some looked like the old man was crying all the time. Shouting, some were silently groping for something in the mud, and some sat in a daze without saying a word.

When she first met those people in the shabby house, she only saw that they were all deadly. Later, the deadness in the shabby house became more and more serious, and she could only lead the family out of the shabby house first. Away from the dead place, not long after they ran out, the torrent also poured in, and before that, she didn't know that there would be a torrent in this place.

After all, she is only human, not god.

Even if you can predict good and bad luck, there are many things that you can't do, especially natural disasters like this, which are even more difficult than man-made disasters.

She originally thought that if there were people here, she would stay here for a rest, but seeing the situation here, she knew that she couldn't settle here, so she could only continue to walk forward.

In the evening, I came to a small town. Most of the people in the town had sad faces, but those who were selling food and other things in the shops were sitting on the ground and raising prices with happy faces.

She found an inn and was about to take a good rest. When she entered the inn, she was stopped by Xiao Er.

"Little monk, do you want to stay in an inn? Today's house price is twice as expensive as yesterday." Xiao Er looked at the little monk whose feet were covered in mud and sand, and his green clothes were also dirty, with a look of disgust.

"Well, give me a room." She took out a gold coin and threw it to him, without taking his disgusting look in her eyes, she said, "Give me hot water for bathing and some food. Messy."

After the gold coin, Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he invited him in with a smile on his face, and his attitude changed immediately: "Little Master, please go to the second floor, I will bring hot water up immediately, and then let the kitchen prepare meals for you."

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