"People from the Du Family Village have been faithful Buddhists for generations. Although there were past grievances with the Mangjia Village, now that their entire village has suffered such a catastrophe and everyone has died, what is there left to hold onto?"
Patriarch Du sighed deeply, his expression one of sorrow, "Only after confirming that the beast soldiers wouldn't return did we dare to open the city gates, and rallied the entire village to collect the bodies of the deceased from Mangjia Village. Bodies were piled on top of each other, numbering in the hundreds. The scene was a river of blood, with the blood mixing with the mud, soaking our shoes."
"We didn't dare to openly erect a monument for the deceased of Mangjia Village outside the village, so we had to carry the bodies into the village and buried them near the ancestral hall, along with that monk."