Chapter 57

Dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and there was a faint roar of thunder.

The most popular people around Huancai Pavilion gradually dissipated. On the street, there are only drunkards yelling and drinking, merchants on their way after a night of carnival, scholars who read poems in their mouths, and young people who bow their waists and seem to nod their heads on the ground step by step. old peddler.

In the Cishu Xianfang next door, there are still prostitutes singing: "Silly Junjiao, my brother! Squeeze us two with a piece of yellow clay, one for you, one for me..."

Gui'er Cai Zhuitie was humming along to the tune, when he suddenly felt that someone was strangling his neck, like the iron hoop he used to hold that disobedient girl.It was excruciatingly painful.

"Don't call."

"No...don't dare."

"The bustards are all asleep?"

"I'm all asleep... I've been busy all day over there, but it's time to come back and rest..."

Before Cai Zhuitie could finish his words, his neck had already been cut off.

The body fell against the wall, right next to the puddle of urine he had just let out.

The whites of the eyes were wide open, and the tongue stuck out, licking the urine bit by bit in the residual nervous reaction.

Qin Shouan led Hei Ji and Bai Ji to continue forward. The two turtles came out from the corner. When they saw Qin Shouan and the other three, before they could scream, their throats were cut by Hei Ji.

The blood sprayed directly to the corner of the eaves, and then condensed together like a rainy day, dripping in a line.

"Go and pour oil on the fire." Qin Shouan instructed Hei Ji and Bai Ji.

"Pinch it to make it look alive, and squeeze it to lie on the same bed. Break the clay figurines into pieces and reconcile them with water..."

The tune next door was still singing sweetly, Qin Shouan broke into the old bustard's bedroom.

"who!"

The old bustard in her 40s, Kyoto Flower, was sleeping soundly with her arms around a young turtle son.

She is at the age of "sitting like a tiger on the ground", even if her bones are sore from helping Cishu Xianfang today, she will have to let Guizi make her comfortable a few times before she is willing to give up.

Suddenly, someone barged in, and she couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, her head had already been cut off, but the blood flowing was as natural and soft as her plump fat and flesh.

Dahao's head rolled off, blood dripping all over the bed.

Guizi, who was somewhat enchanting and thin, held the word "grandmother" tightly in his mouth, and pretended to be dead in the bed, but was also pierced by a long knife, nailed to the wall, and died after convulsing a few times.

Qin Shouan took the long knife that he had snatched from the guard, went to the other bedrooms without taking a second look, and killed the "Second Mother", "Turtle Manager" and other Huancai Pavilion stewards. .

The smell of blood mixed with the strong smell of kerosene gradually permeated, and the people nearby began to sniff their noses in doubt.

There were no clients in Huancai Pavilion tonight, and the girls who were not pretty enough to enter Cishu Xianfang rarely had time to rest and left early.

In the best room in the pavilion, beside Cui Yuangui, Zhang Daiqing and Song Ludao lay seven or eight naked girls.

"Girl, wake up, I'm coming to kill."

A girl lying on the side of the couch was awakened, drowsy, vaguely saw a veiled man calling her softly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, how could I meet such a warm young master patronizing me?

Qin Shouan patiently woke them up one by one, and the girls gradually came to their senses. When they saw a man in black with a long knife dripping blood, they couldn't help screaming one after another.

For a while, the springtime in the room was infinitely good. As long as a young woman wears some clothes and has a secretive style, she will be a beautiful picture.

We must know that there are not many women who can still make people unable to pick out flaws even when they are naked. Obscurity and concealment can arouse desires with imaginative blessings.

"Let's all go out, let's go out... If there is any gold or silver left in the building, remember to take it with you. It doesn't matter if you steal something by the way... Anyway, I have killed all your bustards and turtles. "

Qin Shouan rectified the order, "Put on your clothes before running, it's a bit cold at night, remember to drink more hot water later..."

Seeing the girls running out and the building becoming more and more noisy, Qin Shouan stabbed each of the three who hadn't woken up.

Just as Hei Ji guessed, Qin Shouan was the most proficient in stick techniques, and by the way, he was also proficient in many kinds of weapons. Just like his calligraphy, all kinds of weapons can be practiced casually to become a GM master.

After three cuts, their lifelines will be left without delay. Because of the precise cutting, if they find a famous doctor like Chen Yizhai within twelve hours, they will definitely be able to connect them.

It's a pity that I didn't have this opportunity.

"what……"

"Oh oh oh oh--"

"Well!!!

A little worried that their screams would form a dreamlike "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

It's a pity that they lost consciousness directly, instead of crawling on the ground like some tragic figures in history, writing a few words of "miserable" with blood on their fingers and dying.

"It's probably due to long-term smoking of red poppy herb ointment, which made their bodies weak and unable to do this." Qin Shouan thought for a while, figured out the reason, and dropped the long knife in his hand.

After beheading the three of them, Qin Shouan left the room. Hei Ji and Bai Ji had successfully set the main building of the Huancai Pavilion on fire.

There are already shop soldiers on the street.

Every three hundred steps or so in the lanes and alleys of Longyin City, there are soldiers patrolling the shops, and there are five soldiers in the shops. Their main duty is to put out fires besides preventing fires.

Supervise the fire ban on weekdays, and if someone needs to burn paper money to pay homage to the dead at night, they need to report to the military training shop.

At this time, the shop soldiers came from all around, and they also brought small water dragons that were more convenient to carry to support.

Amidst the din of the fire, there was the harsh sound of gongs, and the watchmen dutifully knocked on the gongs from door to door. This was the duty of night watchmen.

In a city full of bamboo and wood buildings, the watchman has a great responsibility.

Qin Shouan didn't faint the watchman in order to make the Huancai Pavilion burnt through, and he didn't stop the shop soldiers from using sand to create a fire barrier.

Because his main goal was not Huan Cai Pavilion.

People in many nearby residential buildings have been awakened. Some people are standing in the yard with their coats on to watch the excitement, while others are worried about the spread of the fire and are actively preparing to put out the fire.

Qin Shouan had investigated beforehand that the fire would only completely burn the Huancai Pavilion. After everyone was awakened, if they took precautions in time, it would be difficult for the fire to spread.

Cishu Xianfang and Huancai Pavilion were originally a family, and the fire here caused Cishu Xianfang to be alarmed. The clients who stayed overnight were worried that the fire would spread, so they ran out one after another, while the girls and Guier were called to put out the fire.

"People, where are they all dead!"

"Fight the fire!"

"Go to the water dragon!"

"Hurry up and inform the Submarine Fire Army!" The Submarine Fire Army is a more professional fire-fighting department than Pubing, and has water dragon cannons that are more powerful than civilian water dragons.

A set of water dragons that were originally prepared for Cishu Xianfang were also carried to the Huancai Pavilion. Under the operation of young and middle-aged laborers, the water dragons roared and sprayed water, and sprinkled all over the Huancai Pavilion.

Qin Shouan, Hei Ji, and Bai Ji were already standing on the top floor of Cishu Fairy Square to watch the excitement.

"Have you found the warehouse for the red poppy ointment?" Qin Shouan asked.

"No."

"The three Cui Yuangui mentioned in your letter should know about it."

"..." Qin Shouan coughed lightly, "Rong Qingshu must know about it too, talk to him later, he might be willing to tell us."

Seeing that there was no one going in or out of Cishu Xianfang, Qin Shouan was about to light a fire when a drop of water fell from the back of his hand.

A drop or two...

Three drops and four drops.

Gradually innumerable...

heavy rain!

From Qin Shouan's discovery of the raindrops on the back of his hand to the time the pouring rain dripped down, it was only two or three breaths.

People are not as good as the sky.

Qin Shouan's original plan was to use Huancai Pavilion to set fire to attract people's attention.

Awaken the prostitutes in Cishu Fairy House to avoid harming the innocent, and after consuming the water stored in the fire dragons of all parties, set Cishu Fairy House on fire.

At that time, there will be no water in the fire dragon, and we will have to pump water from the Nanhuai River to replenish it, and the Cishu Fairy will almost be burned.

In order to prevent the fire from spreading to the surrounding residents, and at the same time prevent the prostitutes and customers inside from escaping, Qin Shouan chose to pour kerosene on the eaves of each floor.

The fire came from the outside, layer by layer, enough to burn Cishu Xianfang completely, but it wouldn't make people have no time to escape.

The raindrops were like copper beans, and the smashed tiles jingled, and the fire in Huancai Pavilion visibly decreased a little.

"What should we do now?" Hei Ji frowned tightly, "All the kerosene was washed away in the water."

It is rare to have the opportunity to participate in the action of true heroic loyalty, eradication of rape and evil, and a strong atmosphere in the Jianghu, as if she is a real Jianghu person who walks between the law and morality. Hei Jizheng finds it interesting.

(End of this chapter)

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