I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Baimao's reaction has always been sensitive, it seems to have found something abnormal, flew from Xie Wuyi's shoulder and flew towards the small town.

After walking closer for a while, this strange feeling became even stronger - it was clearly not dawn at this time, and most people should have not woken up from their sleep, but the town was extremely busy with people coming and going.Everyone's footsteps are extremely fast, it looks like they are running for their lives, but their directions are not uniform, and there is a mess of coming and going.

In the dimly lit sky and the thick fog, this scene appeared extremely abrupt. The so-called abnormality must have a demon, Ji Qinglin and Xie Wuyi couldn't help but become vigilant.

At this moment, Baimao flew out of the mist, and screamed twice in the direction of Ji Qinglin's reconciliation, as if urging them to hurry up.

Just as they stepped into the area shrouded in mist, the two of them stopped at the same time. After taking a deep breath to confirm the smell, the two turned their heads and looked at each other. They both suddenly understood where the strange feeling came from just now. ——These surrounding the town are not fog at all, but thick smoke from burning, and those running are not running for their lives, but fighting the fire.

They carried buckets or washbasins in their hands, and they all carried water sources back and forth in a panic. Some of them were probably awakened from a dream, and they were only wearing thin coats at this time.Most of them were out of breath, but kept urging loudly: "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

After entering the town, Ji Qinglin and Xie Wuyi raised their heads and looked around, but they didn't find any flames, but there were indeed bursts of thick smoke rising from a distance, and the place where the thick smoke rose was not in one place, but are several locations scattered in different directions.

Ji Qinglin couldn't help feeling strange: it would be fine if these places were close together, maybe a family caught fire and spread to the surrounding area, but they seem to be far apart, so why did they catch fire at the same time?

At this time, a middle-aged man in a robe ran past them, Ji Qinglin hurriedly caught up with him, grabbed him and questioned him.

According to the middle-aged man, this place is called Qingjiu Town, and there are only more than a hundred families in the town, and each family is very familiar with each other.

Tonight was originally as calm as usual, but about half an hour ago, several houses in the town suddenly caught fire at the same time, and the neighbors were woken up one after another by the exclamation outside, and rushed to put out the fire after discovering the fire.

Fortunately, there used to be ditches and ponds in Sake Town, so it was very convenient to get water. Now, after a lot of pouring, the fire has basically been suppressed, but the temperature in those few houses is still extremely high. Moreover, the thick smoke has not dispersed, and the damage is too serious, and it is impossible to enter and check it for a while.

After all, the middle-aged man said anxiously: "Don't drag me, now I don't know if the people inside have been rescued, I have to go over and have a look, if you are curious, come with me!"

Hearing this, Ji Qinglin quickly let go of him, and ran with him to one of the burning houses together with Xie Wuyi.

When they arrived, the place was already full of people, but no one dared to get too close, because the house was emitting bursts of scorching air, and thick smoke was continuously pouring out from the dilapidated doors and windows.

The middle-aged man ran to one of the old men and said, "Uncle Jiu, what should we do now?"

The old man called Ninth Uncle seemed to have a lot of status in this town. When the middle-aged man asked this question, everyone around looked at him and waited for him to speak.

Uncle Jiu frowned in embarrassment, then as if making up his mind, he tore off the outer robe he was wearing from the middle-aged man, soaked it in the wooden barrel in the hand of the person next to him, and then pretended to wrap it around his body.

The middle-aged man was startled, and quickly pulled him back, took the wet clothes back from his hand and said, "Uncle Jiu! If you want to go in, just let me know, and I'll go!"

A young man in his early twenties next to him also immediately stood up and said, "That's right, you don't want to go, I'll go in with Brother Hua to have a look."

After saying that, the young man took off his robe, soaked it in the water, wrapped it around his body to cover his mouth and nose, and walked towards the house together with the middle-aged man.

Ji Qinglin felt that this matter was very strange from just now. He wanted to take off his clothes and wrap them around his body like a gourd painting, but he didn't expect that he just raised his hand to untie his belt, and Xie Wuyi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the two people in front of him. people.

Those two people looked back at him for no reason, only to see that Wuzhi turned around and strode towards the wall beside him, jumped up and jumped onto the top of the wall, and then landed on the roof of the burning house with one leap, and then Limbo Walking across the roof like a small step, all the tiles flew up and fell to the eaves.

In the blink of an eye, all the roof tiles had been swept to the ground by him.

Xie Wuyi jumped down from the roof lightly while everyone was stunned. At the same time, the thick smoke and heat wave in the house instantly turned to rush up to the roof, and dispersed from the huge hole that suddenly appeared, and most of them disappeared in a short while.

Uncle Jiu stared at Xie Wuyi in amazement. Although he didn't know who he was or why he had such superb skills, he still nodded to him and thanked him for his help.

Xie Wuyi nodded in return, turned to Ji Qinglin and said, "Go in."

Ji Qinglin was slightly taken aback, and then realized that Xie Wuyi must have felt as strange about what happened here as he did, so he intervened in time.

Since the room is no longer hot, and there is no longer thick smoke choking people, there is no need to take too much protection. Uncle Jiu took an oil lamp from a person beside him, and then greeted, several young men and middle-aged The man stepped out of the crowd and followed him to the house.

Xie Wuyi and Ji Qinglin followed immediately. Although those people knew that they were not locals, they did not reject them because Xie Wuyi helped them just now, and instead nodded and greeted them friendly.

This house is divided into upper and lower floors. Generally, people use the lower floor as a hall, while the upper floor is used as a bedroom.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and the roof on the upper floor was not covered by tiles, so it was not too dark, but there was no light in the lower floor, and the walls and ground were already scorched, if there was no oil lamp in Uncle Jiu's hand , I'm afraid I really can't see my fingers.

Although the oil lamp was dim, it was good enough to illuminate the entire room. Everything in sight had been burnt beyond recognition. The table was not a table, and the shelf was not a shelf. It looks like it is in danger, as if it will be turned into powder at the slightest touch.

"Uncle Jiu, let's go up and have a look. If there is a fire at night, if the two of them haven't gone out, they will definitely fall asleep upstairs."

The middle-aged man named Iowa suggested.

This Ah Hua said earlier that there are only over a hundred households in this town, and they are very familiar with each other, so they must know who the owner of this house is, but they don't know that the "two" he said will be a couple. A pair of father and son mother and son or a pair of brothers or sisters.

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the young man said with a bitter face: "It's better to go out, or...you can escape immediately after waking up, yes yes yes, escape, escape, I must have escaped..."

His last two sentences seemed to be talking to himself or praying, but all the people who came with him looked unhappy, obviously they didn't have any hope for this kind of fantasy.

Because they all knew very well that if the people in the house really escaped, they would not run out of the town, and if they were in the town, they should have seen them around.

Uncle Jiu didn't say much. Holding the oil lamp, he walked to the northwest corner of the house. Several people followed his footsteps. When they reached the corner, they saw that there was a staircase leading to the second floor.

Fortunately, this staircase is not made of wood, but made of bricks and stones, so even though it has been burnt to black, it is still barely able to step on it.

The stairs were too narrow for the two of them to walk side by side. Uncle Jiu didn't hesitate, and took the lead to climb up the steps to the second floor, followed by the rest of the people.

The second floor is divided into two rooms, one is directly opposite the stairs, and the other is on the left hand side. The doors of both rooms have been completely unrecognizable, and the window paper has been reduced to ashes, leaving only the black frame.

Uncle Jiu went to the door on the left and stretched out his hand to try to push it. He found that the left and right door leaves seemed to be burnt together, and he couldn't push it open easily.But this old man is obviously not a person who is indecisive. He bent his arm and slammed his elbow violently, forcefully knocking the door leaf inward, causing a "bang" to startle a cloud of smoke and dust.

Several people raised their hands and waved the dust in front of them. After the dust cleared, they found that the room was full of various items. From the scattered sacks, it can be seen that it was probably Some stored rice flour miscellaneous grains.

Since it was a utility room, there was no need to look any further. Uncle Jiu went to another door instead. This time he didn't try to push it, but directly opened the door.

The door of the room was also collapsed, and the smoke and dust were also everywhere, but this time, before the dust cleared up, several people had already seen the scene inside the room clearly.

This is the bedroom, and on the floor of the bedroom, there are two charred corpses lying upright.

The hair and clothes of the two men have been burned, and it is impossible to distinguish male and female just by looking at the corpses.

One of them was quite decent, but when they saw the other one clearly, several people couldn't help feeling sick, and it was almost difficult to look directly at it.

It was a corpse with many chopping marks on its body, and it had become as brittle as coke after being burned by the fire. The abdomen covered with wounds was like a cracked dried fruit, and the smell of burnt internal organs rushed to the face.

When the young man saw this situation, he was obviously very frightened. His legs softened and he fell to his knees, throwing up with his hands on the ground.

The others were no better than him, and although their legs were not weak, most of them turned their heads away in discomfort.

Xie Wuyi raised his hand to cover Ji Qinglin's eyes, and said softly, "Don't look."

Ji Qinglin gently pulled his hand down, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

From the shape of the two corpses, it can be roughly inferred that the two did not die in the fire. The reason is not only the obvious wound on one of them, but also the posture of their bodies.

If they were still conscious when the fire broke out, their hands and feet would definitely be twisted and twisted due to painful struggles, but the corpses of these two people were lying flat with their hands and feet close together, as if they were asleep, and they should have died before the fire.

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin suddenly felt a little strange, since these two people were already dead before the fire started, what was the point of the murderer setting the fire?

Is it to create the illusion of accidental death by fire?Or did he leave some clues that could not be cleaned up during the murder and would reveal his identity, so he must be burned to clean up the corpse?

Uncle Jiu is probably the calmest among the few people in this town. Although his brows were furrowed, he still turned his head and told them in an orderly manner: "Dongzi, go to Yuzhou City to report to the officials, ah! Hua went down and guarded so that no one would come in again, and others followed me to several other houses to have a look."

Several people nodded silently in response, and then did not stay any longer, and helped the young man go downstairs and out of the house.

When they got outside the door, the old and weak women and children who were waiting there gathered around one after another and eagerly asked about the situation in the house. They probably had a little luck, hoping to hear that there was no one in the house.

However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations. When they heard the situation told by several people, many people turned pale with shock, and several women even covered their mouths and began to sob.

One of the women was probably that Ahua's wife, Ahua walked up to her and hugged her in a low voice to comfort her, while the woman sobbed and said: "Two days ago I told Yueniang... ...I made a few clothes for the child, why... how... who is so devoid of conscience..."

Ji Qinglin suddenly felt a little strange when he heard it. The two corpses just now were obviously adults, and the corpse of a child was not found in the room. He couldn't help but wonder: "Is there a child in this room?"