Lucky Records

There can be no fires in the old city area, otherwise it will be a large area once it burns.

Because of the wooden structure of the building, and because the houses are densely packed, the water supply works are not old enough, and the fire is burning there, so people have to worry about it.

The firetruck came, and the whistling sound of its horn only rang through the air. The alley was small, and the cars couldn't get in, so it was another big problem.

At this point before, the entire Dongjiadu was already pitch black, but tonight's fire lit up the night, and even the stars in the sky disappeared all of a sudden.

There were cries and noises everywhere in the alley.Old people, children, all kinds of dialects, all kinds of rhythms, all kinds of tones in that tense and urgent mourning.Those who call for help and those who call for help are merged together, and sometimes they can be confused.

Not many people can walk through the one-meter-wide alley, and those carrying buckets and those old and weak women and children will be taken care of first, and then those who make noise from the road will be blocked outside.

He didn't stop, and continued to shout at the top of his voice, "Song Lan, Song Lan~"

Still no response in that direction.

Unable to see clearly what was going on inside, he could only pull someone along and ask, "Excuse me, which house is on fire inside?"

The one who was stopped was a tall man who might be familiar with this area, so he pointed in the direction, "Here, old man Li's house over there!"

After a while, he asked Lu Xiang again: "Which family do you belong to? Don't go in now, the fire inside is getting hotter and hotter, and there are gas tanks. If it explodes later, people will die."

"Do you know Song Lan? I'm his friend, what's going on with his family?" Lu Xiang's words were full of eagerness. He was a little agitated, and he grabbed her hand tightly so that no one would leave.

That person was also talkative, so when he asked, he told him: "You mean Dafei's son? Old man Li's house is right next to his! You're going to die, that area is the most serious, why don't you go and have a look! I don't know if Xiao Song is at home tonight, Amitabha, please be safe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiang rushed in, and the man stopped Lu Xiang in turn.

Lu Xiang looked back at him, he pointed to the bucket at his feet, and Lu Xiang understood.He immediately took off his coat, then the cashmere sweater, and finally took off his Armani shirt, dipped it in the bucket, took it out and folded it a few times, a simple mask to prevent the smoke from entering the lungs Made by him.

After all, he was a soldier. After a few strokes, the man on the other side was still looking at him stupidly.Lu Xiang patted him on the shoulder, thanked him, and squeezed in along the alley towards Song Lan's house without looking back.

Lu Xiang was still a little lucky when he didn't see the situation inside, but when others entered, he really realized how bad the situation the man just said was.

The firefighters rushed in from the alley on the other side, because the fire hydrant hadn't been used for many years, and the nearby residents piled up a pile of things there, so it took a lot of time to install the hydrant and pull the fire hose.

The fire never waited for anyone, and it burned even more vigorously with the help of the north wind.The roof tiles of the old house are no longer just emitting thick smoke, there are holes in several places.Not only that, the air began to fill with that unpleasant smell of anxiety.Some people were choked so badly that they were so coughing that they couldn't even call out for help.

Lu Xiang's face was covered with a wet shirt, even so, he could still smell the burning smell in the air, he frowned, and went door to door looking for Song Lan's house.

That kid removed the door plate last time, and it was really hard to find it now. He was quick to use his wits, and simply kicked one room at a time, and then yelled his name inside.

Until kicking to the third room, there was finally a reaction in the room.

Lu Xiang looked up again, and saw that the place directly behind the house was emitting thick smoke. He was anxious, took off his coat and covered himself, rushed into the house, and said Song Lan's name with his waist down.

Song Lan is in the back room.When he returned home, the old man Li’s house next door was already on fire. Old man Li was a left-behind old man, and his children were not around. He immediately carried him out of the burning house, and then thought of his own house next to his house. On the east wall, there were very important things that Brother Dafei had taken care of, so he rushed in again desperately.

In the end, it was because of his junior qualifications that he underestimated the fire.He just got the package of materials, and the fire on the wall below burst into flames.

The thick smoke was choking, and he walked up again. He was on the top, choked to death, and the wood next to him was ignited, making the sound of burning charcoal, and another wave of thick smoke smoked his eyes, making him suddenly burst into tears.

In the darkness, he heard the sound of the road, coming towards him from far to near.He tried his best to respond to him, hoping that he would not miss him.

Fortunately, Lu Xiang was experienced and quickly found him. When he saw him, he was squatting on a high place like a monkey.

The sound of the road is very angry, this kid is so stupid, didn't the school teach that people who are born on fire have to walk low?But he knew that this was not the time to get angry, and he and himself had to be taken out safely, so he said to him:

"Lan'er, jump down, hurry up, I'll catch you. This wall is going to collapse if it burns again, and the upper beam will fall down in a while, and neither of us can walk."

Song Lan was so smoky that she couldn't open her eyes, she squeezed a small gap in her panic to look down, and the man standing underneath was the man he had pissed off, fought, and cursed countless times before. Let yourself be embarrassed, let your heart beat faster, and let yourself gnash your teeth.

But now he feels that he... makes him dependable and trustworthy.

He hasn't felt that way for a long time, because he has been relying on himself for a long time, so he doesn't like to trouble others, and he doesn't like to owe others.But this person is different, he is a little angry with him, and also has a kind of calm and calm that it is only natural to take his things and take advantage of him.

"What are you dawdling about? Jump up! Seventh brother will follow you." Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Lu Xiang yelled again from below, because through his shirt, his tone was not the kind of scolding, but rather calm gentle.

In short, it was very different from when he faced Song Lan in the past.

Song Lan didn't think much, and jumped down the next second.

The shelf he stepped on was more than two meters away from the ground, and he jumped with momentum, thinking that he was going to fall to the ground in a second, but unexpectedly, Lu Xiang really caught him, not only catching him, but also hugging him tightly.

Just with inertia, the two fell to the ground in the next second.

Lu Xiang hugged Song Lan and rolled around a few times to buffer the momentum, and he didn't stop until he was some distance away from the east wall.

Some sundries were dumped on the ground in a mess, and Lu Xiang made a human cushion for Song Lan in case Song Lan would knock it.

Song Lan was no longer smoked. He rubbed his hands a few times and opened his eyes. Then he saw Lu Xiang's deep eyes, with some anger, some blame, and some emotions that seemed to be lost and found again.

"Thank you." It was rare for him to thank him sincerely in a warm voice. Unexpectedly, Lu Xiang pulled off the shirt on his face, covered his face, and after helping him tie it on the back of his head, wrinkled Frowning back at him: "Don't talk too much, the smoke will enter the trachea for a while, and you won't be able to cough to death, just go out and call me Brother Seven with your voice, don't make yourself into a smoke voice, it's really like screaming after a while." It's a duck."

Song Lan's mouth was tied tightly by his shirt and he couldn't speak. He cast a few sharp eyes with his eyes, which means that you are still laughing at me as a duck at this time.

Seeing his wide-eyed stare, Lu Xiang habitually rubbed his head with his hands, and then pulled him outside without saying a word.Seeing that she was about to leave the door of A Niang's room, Song Lan suddenly remembered the kraft paper bag.

He took off Lu Xiang's hand and went into his own room, and he disappeared in the next second.

Lu Xiang felt nervous, so he also followed in that direction, but unfortunately, the darkness in the room made him unable to see the layout, he was not familiar with the space here and did not keep up with Song Lan.

Before Song Lan came out, the fire outside was burning hotter, and the original door frame would be deformed due to the heat in the next second.Lu Xiang used a wooden stool to block it, and cursed at the people inside: "Damn, you are sick, cough...cough...come out!"

It was very difficult for him to speak, because Song Lan gave Song Lan the shirt that had been soaked in water, so he inhaled a lot of smoke.

Song Lan moved quickly, he ran out again after scolding him, and felt a little bit sorry to see him coughing there.But when he thought that he was trying to get his confidential documents, he felt a little bit confident, let him grab him, and ran out of the house together.

It was lucky, as soon as they went outside, old man Li's house blew up the boss.

Lu Xiang guessed that the gas tank had exploded and immediately covered himself and Song Lan with his coat.

Gravel, rubble, sawdust, pots, pans, clothes, sundries, etc. were blown up into the sky in an instant, and many residents who hadn't had time to escape were hit on their heads by those things that fell again. This area is crying and howling again.

The explosion of the gas tank was equivalent to the power of 100 kilograms of TNT explosives, which was a disaster for the entire Dongjiadu.

The houses that were not burned down were also affected indirectly, and the glass of the doors and windows was shattered, not to mention breaking people's hearts.

The fire brigade finally connected some large pipes to sprinkle water there to put out the fire.The whole air was suddenly filled with a thin layer of water vapor.

The water in those fire hydrants is under high pressure, and the people standing beside them are like standing in the rain.

Song Lan leaned against Lu Xiang and stood motionless at the waste pile at the entrance of the alley, his face and eyelashes got some moisture at some point.

Lu Xiang still held up his coat to cover the two of them. When he lowered his head, he saw Song Lan's helpless and hopeless face. That face was obviously crying. He didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulders. To comfort him.

Song Lan pulled down the shirt covering his face, and then he seemed to be talking to himself, his voice was choked with sadness, and he said, "Home...is gone..."