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

Chapter 1634 Escape from the Desolate Temple
Even if they know that they are no longer alive, even if they know that they are dead, people will still treat themselves as if they were alive.

Sang Xin held up the lit candle, it was just a kind of psychological comfort.

The roars of the charred corpses in the distance didn't go away, she knew they were still there.

And now, is the best time to verify whether she has any enemies with these scorched corpses!
It's getting closer, it's getting closer!Those scorched black figures began to shake in front of his eyes, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air again.

Sang Xin got closer and closer, those charred corpses rushed towards her as usual, but finally passed by screaming in pain.

Sang Xin turned her head, looked through the houses, and saw a gate at the bottom, its color became brighter and brighter!
Finally, it got rid of the decadence and returned to the appearance when it was first built.

And those corpses that had already been scorched black were burning with raging flames again, and their figures became alive again.

Burning in the flames, besides the human body, there are also plain monk robes.

Back to the past, everything back to the past!Time is going backwards, and all the truth will be revealed!

Sang Xin fixed her eyes on the door, as if she could see the situation outside through this door and see the real murderer!

"My lord! My lord! Please let go of the monks in Yisi Temple! It's all my fault! It's all my fault! It's my old man who let Madam come in! But Madam doesn't know where he is! She really doesn't know." !"

An old monk in a luxurious cassock held a staff and stood in front of the door, begging for mercy, begging for mercy. That door was the only place that was not on fire.

But Sang Xin knew that it was only a matter of time before the fire spread there, as long as they couldn't get out, everyone was destined to die here.

In fact, everyone died here, otherwise she wouldn't have seen so many charred corpses.

Even though they were so far away, Sang Xin seemed to hear the cruel laughter of a man outside the gate, and he ordered coldly: "Burn! Keep burning! Don't leave a single one alive! Bandits have entered the temple, the real monks They are already dead! These monks are all bandits in disguise! We are suppressing bandits!"

Then another hesitant male voice whispered: "Master General, but Madam is still inside..."

"Don't worry about her! Let her die in there! This woman has never had me in her heart, only Zhang Qingwen is the man! Everyone is dead, but she still misses him! Now she is staying in the temple regardless of the name, let me dignifiedly Where is the face of the general of the country? Let her die! Let her die!"

Let her die!Let her die!With the crazy male voice, a room in the backyard became more and more clear in Sang Xin's eyes, and finally became transparent.

She can see the furnishings and scenes inside at a glance.

In the raging flames, a woman Sang Xin knew all too well was huddled in the corner, her hair was disheveled, she looked crazy, she kept shouting a name: "Wen Lang, Wen Lang! Are you still unwilling to see me?"

The fire intensified, and the burning porch fell down. The woman hid in the big cabinet in panic, and never came out again...

Sang Xin just stood there, watching everything return to its original state. The original magnificent and solemn temple was completely reduced to ashes after burning for a day and a night.

Those who set the fire left contentedly, leaving behind the name of a bandit.

It was not until several days later that people came to collect the corpses one after another.

(End of this chapter)