"People of the northeast, nothing needs saying. Our lives were saved by Abbot Fangzheng. Although it's a disaster, we are still here. The home is where the people are. I think our losses aren't as great as we imagined. After rebuilding our home, I wish to donate to expand One Finger Monastery! Whether Abbot Fangzheng is around or not, this is the only thing we can do to repay him."
"Yes! Expand One Finger Monastery!"
"That's right. Abbot Fangzheng isn't around, but his disciples are here! Expand One Finger Monastery and pass on Abbot Fangzheng's good deeds!"
"I'll donate as well!"
"Although I'm not from the northeast, count me in."
"Count me in, I'll donate too!"
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With the commotion on the Internet, Wang Yougui, who was in the midst of the recovery work, received the news as he hurriedly ran towards One Finger Monastery.
But just as he took two steps, a young monk walked over.
