Quick Transmigration: I'm a little expert at dismantling CP

Chapter 1635 Escape from the Desolate Temple
"Sigh, the Ping'an Temple just disappeared. They said they could keep the people in all directions safe, but in the end they couldn't even keep themselves... Sigh"

A plainly dressed lady covered a scorched corpse with a white cloth without changing her expression, and then let two young and strong men carry it down the mountain.

She was probably the only woman who participated in the collection of the corpse. After all, few people could bear such a tragic scene.

A dark-skinned man next to him said: "Hey, didn't you say that you are suppressing bandits? Why do you sound like you are not right, aunt?"

The aunt gave him a blank look and said: "Don't worry about what's going on, anyway, none of the monks in the Ping'an Temple survived, either they were really killed by bandits, or they were burned to death here under an excuse. Oops! Doing evil! Evil is rewarded with evil!"

"Evil is rewarded with evil? Hey, aunt, it seems that you know a lot! Come and listen."

Probably heard the movement here, many people gathered around, and the aunt started talking, as usual, at the beginning: "I said it, only you listened, don't go out and spread it later!"

Everyone nodded one after another, and the aunt started talking. Everyone talked nonsense, but Sang Xin still understood the general meaning.

It seems that the abbot of the Ping'an Temple and the general who ordered the fire made some shady deals, so Ping'an Temple was able to quickly grow within a year or two and become a famous temple.

But now, it was nothing more than a disagreement between the two, some secrets were about to be exposed, and the general killed them in a fit of anger.

"Hey, ma'am, that's not right! Although it's strange that Ping'an Temple has grown so fast, it doesn't rely entirely on the support of the imperial court! It also has its own advantages! At least my family promised in it. May it be quite spiritual, let alone others!"

"That's right! That's right! Although incense is a bit more expensive, it's really effective!"

The aunt said again in a mysterious tone: "That's borrowing the power of ghosts and gods, and it's very evil inside!"

What follows is meaningless, and Sang Xin has no chance to read any more, because the sky is dark again.

This time it was really restored to its original state, the temple was still there, not burnt, but it was gloomy and deserted, just like when Sang Xin first came here.

She was still holding the candlestick in her hand, the candle was still burning, there was nothing short of it, and the charred corpses around her were gone.

Sang Xin thought about it, she needed to retrieve more lost memories, maybe, she should go to meet the general's wife.

Following the route in memory, she came to the house where she had stayed for one night, opened the door, and it was as clean and tidy as ever.

This house used to give Sang Xin a sense of kinship, and it was considered the only popular place, but in fact it was the final destination of the general's wife.

Thinking about it really makes me shudder!But there is no other way, the only way to solve the mystery is to do so.

After Sang Xin entered the room, she went straight to the big cabinet that she had opened before. At that time, she wanted to find a new quilt inside, so she opened it a little bit.

But when he saw that there was no quilt, he closed it immediately without looking at it carefully.

Now think about it, what kind of terrible and unknown secrets are there in that black hole space?
The cabinet door was fully opened, and Sang Xin brought the candlestick over, and made mental preparations.

This cabinet is really big.

(End of this chapter)