Xiangzi went out of the south gate, all the way to the south, from the road to Dayou Township, around to the back ditch of the Thousand Buddha Cave.

I saw a sea of fire in the direction of the main hall.

He rushed to the monastery in a hurry, and saw Monk Guanghui, who was shouting at more than a dozen monks to put out the fire.

Just because the fire was too fierce, a few buckets of water were poured into it, and only a "snort" sound could be heard, and the fire could not be weakened at all.

Seeing Xiangzi coming from the backyard, Guang Huihe didn't wait for Xiangzi to speak, so he turned around and asked, "Amitabha, go and do what you have to do." ”

As if he had realized something, Xiangzi hurriedly bowed to the monk, twisted his body and hurriedly touched it in the direction of returning to the city.

At this time, the eastern sky has turned into a white and bright fish belly color.

Everything on the earth has vaguely come out of its own outline.

The fire of the temple is still bright red.

It's as if the sun is going to rise from there.

The surrounding trees are dyed with vivid colors.

Xiangzi touched the Hongliu Canal all the way, and saw that the surroundings were quiet, and there was no sign of Tibetans.

Not far away, there are early birds, or try to chirp a few times, or simply "poof" a flash, and then dissolve into the hazy silver.

Shoko confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, so she quickly removed the bow and arrow from her back and fired two arrows in succession.

Colorful flames, drawn in an arc, rushed into the sky.

There were a few crisp "pop" sounds in the middle of the road, and they were swallowed up by the white morning light.

When Xiangzi returned to the temple, the nearby villagers had already heard the news and rushed to a lot.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the fire was finally extinguished.

But what is sad is that the main building of the temple, the main building, was burned to the ground, and only a few purlins emitting green smoke remained on the broken and dark walls.

The Tianwang Hall in the front yard, although it has half a roof, is scorched inside.

Fortunately, the nearby abbot's room and several squatter rooms were saved, and there were no casualties in the temple.

Xiangzi, I learned from the villagers who rushed to put out the fire from Liushu Hezi.

Ma Zhongying's men and horses were ready to go in the middle of the night.

The team stood in unison, as if waiting for some news.

Two hours later, the team began to pack up their belongings, as if they were going to leave.

The rooster crows three times, and the men and horses are clean.

It didn't take much effort to see a fire in the Thousand Buddha Cave.

It turned out that Ma Zhongying waited left and right, but he didn't see a fire in Chengli, and faintly heard a burst of gunshots.

He knew that the killers sent out must be more than lucky.

After waiting patiently for a while, he saw that the east was already white, so he gritted his teeth and ordered the troops to march towards Qitai.

When passing by Fuyuan City, Ma Zhongying, looking at the small county town from afar, was still sleeping in the darkness before dawn.

The blue brick lamp hanging from the rafters still flickered with dim flames.

The lonely town is dressed up quietly and beautifully.

Ma Zhongying looked at his lost troops and besieged the small city for nine days and nine nights, and his teeth were gritted and "gurgling".

He was unwilling, and looked up to the sky and sighed.

Then he said hatefully to the entourage behind him: "Send someone to set fire to the Thousand Buddha Cave!" Do you want to leave a thought for his doll too? ”

It was Ma Zhongying's evil thought, a thousand-year-old temple, that was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Seeing that Xiangzi had released a signal of safety, County Magistrate Liu immediately sent people out of the city and rushed to the Thousand Buddha Cave to put out the fire. He then rushed to the scene.

Looking at the ancient temple in the past, which has become a ruined wall in front of me, I can't help but feel sad and self-blame.

Seeing Monk Guanghui, he walked slowly from the slope.

Hurriedly greeted him and clasped his hands and said, "Let the master be frightened, hey! The horse bandits are really unconscionable! ”

Monk Guanghui raised his palm indifferently and asked, "Amitabha, those who come will naturally come, and those who go will go by themselves." The calamity has already been decided, and it is empty and troublesome. ”

County Magistrate Liu didn't understand the meaning of Monk Guanghui for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort the old monk.

When he was embarrassed and anxious, he saw Shoko coming from a distance.

Xiangzi told the county magistrate Liu in detail about the situation of the villagers of Liushuhezi.

County Magistrate Liu immediately sent Liu Chao and Liu Neng to Liushuhezi to find out the details.

He turned to Shoko and asked about the temple.

Shoko asked, a mysterious smile on her face.

He shook his head lightly and said, "I heard Master Huizhi say that Monk Guanghui sent away the monks and pilgrims who came to practice a few days ago.

After dinner yesterday, Monk Guanghui asked everyone in the temple to go to the cave to teach them to practice Zen.

When it was almost dawn, someone came out of the hole to pee, only to find that the hall was on fire, and hurriedly ran back to report to the monk.

was reprimanded, saying that he was undetermined and panicked.

Subsequently, they were unhurriedly arranged to put out the fire.

When they arrived at the main hall, they heard the sound of horses' hooves fading away.

Therefore, the horse bandits only burned the monastery and did not hurt anyone. ”

County Magistrate Liu sighed secretly and whispered to himself: "In the world, there are really such strange people. ”

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said: "You're busy, you come to the county office."

If the bandits really retreat, we'll have to celebrate.

After working these days, it's time to breathe a sigh of relief. ”

Xiangzi responded with his mouth in his mouth, and hurriedly walked towards the room.

The sun did not delay the time for her to show her face because of the skyrocketing fire.

It is still when people lament the charred Buddha statues, or rush for the sporadic flames.

She had quietly hung her round red face on the treetops at the top of the slope.

The bright things on the ground were dyed with a faint color.