The news that Beimin Alley was burned down in Ciyu Town was tantamount to a thunderstorm on the flat ground, which shocked Siye, not only the people of the eight major clans were unbelievable, but even Zhuge Yi and Ling Eighteen, who were far away in Yanxia Town, were also dumbfounded.They stared at the shadow guards who came to report for almost half an hour, until the shadow guards couldn't withstand the pressure of the two masters' eyes, and they boldly repeated it again before they heard the two masters' soothing long sighs in an instant.The shadow guard hung his head and waited for the orders of the two masters, and his heart was beating with a drum of unease.Ling Eighteen was the first to come back to his senses, shook the elephant bone fan in his hand, and said coldly: "The old bastards who are dying, calculate us all day long, do you really think that we won't resist just being beaten?"
”Zhuge Yi's handsome face was calm, and a pair of dragon eyes flashed with a cold frost color.He stared at the golden order in his palm, which he had sent to her in the name of the living dead, why did she give it to the shadow guard before she died?"
My sister-in-law......
She really ......
He's dead?
”Ling Eighteen asked and peeked at Zhuge Yi's face, which seemed to be very calm and seemed to be quiet before the storm.The shadow guard raised his head and peeked at Zhuge Yi, who was silent, swallowed his saliva in annoyance, and whispered: "The little master was sealed at the bottom of the dry well, and when his subordinates removed the big stone at the mouth of the well, the flames rushed three feet high.The little master at the bottom of the well couldn't even say a word, and he tried his best to throw Jin Ling up and never moved. ”After choking up and saying the last sentence, the iron-clad shadow guard couldn't suppress his tears, and his head slammed on the ground to apologize: "Please punish the master!"
The subordinates failed to rescue the little master, and the subordinates could not atone for the crime of dereliction of duty.The master reprimands!
Please punish the master!
”"Get up.I don't blame you. ”Zhuge Yi rubbed the golden order, stared at the sky outside the door with far-reaching eyes, and said resolutely: "You want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death."
If she dies, I will bury all the people in Ciyu Town with her!
”Ling Eighteen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice: "Ah Yi, the dry well has been sealed, I'm afraid it's the bones and slag." ”"You have to see it with your own eyes when you turn to ashes."
Zhuge Yi put Jin Ling into his sleeve, got up and walked out."
Ah Yi, you slow down, wait for me to prepare."
Ling Eighteen hurriedly caught up and walked out side by side with Zhuge Yi, muttering about getting ready, but there was no hesitation in action.The two of them walked like the wind, and in an instant they were outside the stables in the backyard.The two horsemen drove away, and more than a dozen guards rode horses behind to chase after them.The group was galloping, echoing the urgent and far-reaching sound of horses' hooves in the bustling market of Yanxia Town.When Zhuge Yi and Ling Eighteen rode their horses to Ciyu Town, the patriarchs, lords, wives and sons of the eight clans rode horses or carriages from all directions to Beimin Alley.The flames that still refuse to be extinguished in the ruins of Beimin Alley cannot drive away the cold wind.The winter wind howled and shook everyone's silver-haired cloaks, and the slightest chill pierced through the silk and cotton wool, making people shiver with the cold.Standing in front of the ruins of Beimin Alley, Patriarch Mo gritted his teeth and said nothing.I wake up in the morning in a good mood, and enjoy the leisure of the old son while having breakfast.Unexpectedly, the old butler came in to tell him, and the sudden bad news shocked him so much that he almost bit his tongue.His Xin'an faction's spies in Beimin Alley have only been in the past half a month, and although the news he has collected is not much, it is extremely important.The fire not only destroyed his spy den, but also the important news.Half a month of hard work and planning is like this, how can you not teach him to be angry.Patriarch Si, Patriarch Cheng and Patriarch Dian, who also rushed over, heard that Feng Xiannu was buried in the fire, and hurriedly commanded the servants in their own mansions to find her whereabouts.If there is still breath in the house, the people are also rescued and sent to the nearest hospital for treatment.The ruins are a busy scene, and everyone has their own thoughts and must pretend to be worried.The men stood in front of the rubble with a fuss at themselves, wondering where they would be safest to set up their next spy den.The women gathered together and folded their hands to pray for the ancestors to bless the ancestors to be safe, but how many people are really worried about the safety of Li Haitang?
Patriarch Yan was late, took two blank eyes from Patriarch Mo, and explained embarrassedly: "What, I just went to the Huajian Building for breakfast on my front foot, and I received the news from Brother Mo on my back foot, which scared me so much that I almost choked to death with tea." ”Patriarch Mo didn't bother to pay attention, and Sen Leng stared at a ruin in the depths of the alley."
Fire and water are ruthless, and the things you care about and the things you don't care about are gone.""
Do you know who set the fire?
Perhaps, you are the mastermind behind the scenes. ”"Hehe, Brother Mo thinks I'm idle?"
Casting an innocent look at Patriarch Mo, Patriarch Yan tightened his silver fur to resist the howling wind, looked around and said, "It's strange, why didn't Patriarch Wu and Patriarch Li come?"
It stands to reason that the Feng Xian daughter of the Li clan is dead, and the Li patriarch should be the most worried, and the Wu patriarch should also run to the well. ”"You're in a hurry to see the excitement."
Patriarch Mo was not in a good mood, and he squinted at Patriarch Yan, who was not in shape."
Don't be angry, brother."
Patriarch Yan stepped forward to flatter Patriarch Mo's back, and said with a smile: "Who doesn't like to watch the excitement that doesn't cost money in the world."
Brother, take it easy, no matter how hot this fire burns, it won't stop us. ”"Listen to what you said, do you know the inside story?"
As the saying goes: gongs and drums listen to the sound, and the speech listens to the sound.Patriarch Yan's words undoubtedly showed that he knew the inside story well and couldn't say it, Patriarch Mo pondered for a moment, and suddenly pulled Patriarch Yan and walked quickly towards his carriage.Patriarch Yan laughed, but he pulled against Patriarch Mo, and said, "The mountain rain is about to come and storm violently, and the dust will finally settle.What is the brother in a hurry, wait slowly, watch slowly. ”"What the hell do you know?
Who exactly was the person who set the fire?
”"Heaven must not be divulged."
Patriarch Yan's eyes were far away, and he happened to see Patriarch Li walking out of the west road between the Xiqiao Pavilion and Wuxin Courtyard with his head down, and he didn't see the shadow of Patriarch Wu behind him.He looked at the incense pavilion on the rockery with a slight side face, and a majestic figure flashed away on the platform of the beautifully carved fence."
There are people in the Incense Pavilion!"
Patriarch Mo frowned and roared, wanting to chase after him to find out the truth but was stopped.He glared at Patriarch Yan in confusion, and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Zhuge is back?"
”"No, he didn't come back.That's the Uk patriarch. ”Patriarch Yan let go of the fierce-speaking Patriarch Mo, walked towards Patriarch Li with his back hand, and asked with a smile: "Brother Li, when will you take us to count the silver?"
”"What silver?"
The depressed Patriarch Li suddenly came back to his senses, staring at Patriarch Yan vigilantly, and secretly scolded this shameless bastard in his heart for thinking about his private property.Patriarch Yan said with an innocent face: "What kind of temper did Brother Li throw at me?
It's not me who burned Feng Xiannu, your losses should be settled with the mastermind, and his anger should be borne by him. ”"Humph!
You're not a good thing either. ”Patriarch Li took heavy steps and continued to the ruined Beimin alley, and ordered the little servants in his house: "Go to find Feng Xiannu, you must see people in life and corpses in death." ”"Yes.Patriarch Lord. ”Carrying hoes and sticks, the servants of the Li clan ran in groups to the two adjacent houses in the deepest part of Beimin Alley, and even though the rubble was unrecognizable, they still accurately found the mouth of the dry well in the rubble.() Glory to the end