The fate of the wicked is rare to see, and there are many stories of harming others and harming oneself from ancient times to the present.Unfortunately, people who commit evil never understand the metaphor of self-inflicted evil.Fire.The sky is overwhelmed, burning the dark night sky of red winter, and the hazy half moon on the edge of the red sky.Water.Bucket after bucket, pot after basin, cart after cart, even though the water of the porcelain river never ends, it is too far away to extinguish the raging flames.Tear.Those who witnessed the fire shed tears of heartache.They don't understand what's going on this year?
What was wrong to provoke the god of fire to suffer so much?
First, he burned down half of the pavilion; Last night, Beimin Alley burned to rubble; Tonight, the century-old Yansheng Hall, Wuxin Courtyard, Longfu Family Temple and the remaining half of the Xian Pavilion were all buried in the sea of fire."
Save!
Life!
Yes!
”A faint cry for help came from under the collapsed roof of the main hall of the Pavilion, which was drowned out by the crisp "crackling" sound of the carved beams being burned by the fire.The people who were busy pouring water to extinguish the fire shouted to the heavens and the earth, completely unaware that there was a living life under the half-destroyed roof.At the same time, the roof of the main hall of Yansheng Hall has been burned to the beams, and the gray west wall is exposed, and the people who are busy pouring water to extinguish the fire finally notice that there is a "human shape" at the root of the west wall."
Quick!
Save the old deacon of the ancestral hall!
”The man who splashed the water mistook the "native people" under the root of the west wall for the old deacon of the ancestral hall, and called his companions to drape the soaked cotton robe on their bodies and rush into the fire to save the unknown people of life and death."
Old deacon, I'll carry you out."
The man put a wet cotton robe over the fainting man's head, took an arm and put it on his back, and said, "Old deacon, bear with me any longer, and I will carry you out." ”"Hmm."
The person lying on the man's back responded inaudibly, and in a drowsy state, he only felt that he had flown up, and his chest was a little suffocated.The man's movements were extremely fast, dodging the falling wooden beams overhead, and carrying the unconscious man on his back."
Quick!
Hurry up and send it to the sacrificial ground. ”Patriarch Cheng, who was standing in the front yard of the main hall, shouted anxiously, and ordered more people to pour water to extinguish the fire.Turning his head by chance, he found that the person lying on the man's back was wearing a pair of horseskin boots, which was very familiar.Patriarch Cheng frowned and couldn't recall, and asked the patriarch who commanded the fire extinguishing beside him: "Brother Dian, who is wearing the horse leather boots today?"
”"Who wears riding boots in the winter?"
Patriarch Dian didn't understand Patriarch Cheng's question, and looked down at his boots, "The cotton boots I am wearing are newly made by my daughter-in-law."
Do you want to wear it?
Go back and ask my daughter-in-law to send the paper to Cheng's sister-in-law, and ask my sister-in-law to make you a pair. ”"Who told you this nonsense."
Patriarch Cheng tilted his head to look at the sky, and said, "I look at those horseskin boots so familiar, I can't remember who wore them." ”"I remember that Brother Wu got a new pair of horse leather boots, and he showed off to me when I went to the Porcelain Source Hall the day before yesterday.Am I the kind of person who can't even afford to wear horseskin boots?
He likes to look at people in the cracks of the door.Hum!
I can't get used to him. ”The patriarch muttered and complained about a basket, but when he saw Patriarch Cheng's thoughtful expression, he asked curiously: "Brother Cheng, do you like horse leather boots?"
”"Yes, Patriarch Wu, it must be him, I'll take a look.""
Where is Brother Cheng?
Feed!
Feed!
”Patriarch Cheng ran to the gate of Yansheng Hall with a muttering to himself, did not hear the question of the patriarch, nor did he hear the call of the patriarch Mo who came in a hurry, and trotted all the way to the sacrificial ground outside the gate to find the "native man" who had just been carried out.Patriarch Mo, who was late to the party, asked in surprise: "Who is Brother Cheng going to see in a crazy way?"
I didn't even hear him call. ”"Horseskin boots."
The patriarch patted his fat round belly and said in disgust: "What's so good about horse leather boots, they are hard and stiff, and they click when walking." ”"Who wears horseskin boots?""
Old deacon.I just went to the sacrificial ground to treat my injuries, and I don't think it's good. ”The Patriarch was a little worried.The old deacon of the ancestral hall has become old, and he has been frail and sick recently.Tonight the fire burned strangely, and I wonder if the old deacon will come back to life to help them catch the real culprit who set the fire.Patriarch Mo carefully recalled that the old deacon had lived in Yansheng Hall for a long time and never went out, and he usually dressed according to the rules, when would he wear horseskin boots?"
That's not right!
It's the Uru patriarch. ”Patriarch Mo was in a trance and remembered that when Patriarch Wu went to the Porcelain Source Hall the day before yesterday, he was very proud to show off his newly acquired horse leather boots to everyone.Thinking of this, he turned around and ran out, almost colliding with Patriarch Cheng who came in."
How?
Is it the Uk patriarch?
”"I don't see it."
Patriarch Cheng shook his head, not only did he not find the Wu Patriarch, but he also heard a very bad news, "Patriarch Li was found under the roof of the main hall of the Qi Pavilion, and he was unconscious like the Wu Patriarch. ”"Iniquity!"
Patriarch Mo was extremely angry and sad, where is the fire in front of him a natural disaster, it is obviously a man-made disaster.The patriarch stroked his fat round belly, and persuaded with a pure and innocent face: "Brother Mo, don't be sad.Natural disasters are beyond the power of man, and since the god of fire is angry, let's follow the way of heaven. ”"The natural disasters in your eyes are actually man-made disasters, and if you don't get rid of man-made disasters today, you will be harmed by your children and grandchildren in the future."
Patriarch Mo cried, it seems that Li Haitang is really dead, this fire is Zhuge Yi and Ling Eighteen's crusade against the eight major clans.It would be useless for him to continue to hide, it was better to make it clear to them face to face, so as not to harm the clansmen of the eight major clans."
Brother Mo, what do you mean?""
Hurry up and send someone to find those two sinners through the ages!"
Patriarch Mo roared fiercely, eager to strangle Patriarch Wu and Patriarch Li with his own hands.The low roar of "sinners through the ages" stunned all those involved in extinguishing the fire.Everyone stood as if they were pointed, and their eyes converged on Patriarch Mo and Patriarch Dian."
Patriarch Mo, who is the sinner of the ages?
Could it be that fires are not natural disasters, but man-made disasters?
”An old man in a sixtieth year came forward on crutches and questioned.He is an ordinary man from a poor background in the Li clan, and he believes that he can start from scratch like the ancestors of the Li clan by virtue of his hard work.Yanshengtang is the glory of his life; It was his lifelong obsession; The Longfu Family Temple is his life's prayer; The Endless Courtyard was his lifelong dream.Now, when the four temples that accompanied him were buried in flames and collapsed, he heard the unexpected shocking truth when he couldn't bear the pain, and taught him how not to be at a loss.The old man in Huajia came to Patriarch Mo and Patriarch Dian, and there was a toughness on his face that could not be deceived."
Please tell the two patriarchs clearly, is this fire tonight a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"
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Patriarch Mo held back his anger and scolded in a displeased tone: "Old horseman, are you deaf when you are old?
Didn't you hear me send someone to catch the murderer?
”"Heh, I hope that the patriarchs will not be merciful when they catch the real murderer, otherwise the old man will fight this old bone into Beijing to sue the emperor, and let the bastards of heaven kill themselves to atone for burning the ancestral hall and polluting the ancestors.""
Good!"
The patriarch clapped his hands and cheered, gave a thumbs up and praised: "The old man is really an old man."
Admire!
Admire!
”Patriarch Mo was so angry that he glanced at Patriarch Dian, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Idiot, let's go." ”"Okay."
The patriarch smiled, said goodbye to the old man in Huajia, and left Yansheng Hall with Patriarch Mo.() Glory to the end