Dragon Pattern Roll Set

The fire spread rapidly, and the raging fire was devouring the Xiyuan of Taixue, which happened to be where the school dormitory was.It was already night in the No. [-] Academy, and many students went back to the dormitory to rest. When the fire broke out suddenly, amidst the thick smoke, these helpless scholars were thrown into chaos in an instant.

At this moment of urgency, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang arrived and jumped into the academy to save people.

Outside, Zhao Pu arrived with the shadow guards, followed by the water dragon team of the Imperial City Army, and everyone started to put out the fire.

The students evacuated from the fire scene in an orderly manner. Zhao Lan and others also ran to the gate of Taixue to help Gongsun and the doctor who came to deal with the burnt students.

The flames were raging on both sides. Of course, saving the Taixue with its students was more important in comparison. Everyone could only watch as the only remaining place where Yin-Yang and Fengshui gathered was burned to the ground.

After a while, the shadow guards reported to Zhao Pu, "There is no one in the dormitory, and the fire is under control."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang also came out, covered in soot, they patted their clothes while looking at the abandoned house aside.

"It can't be saved?" Zhao Pu asked.

"There's not enough water." Ouyang looked at the water dragons, only one was still full, and the others had to wait for the team behind to bring them in. It was lucky that no one was killed in such a big fire.

Zhan Zhao frowned, then looked at the abandoned house again, "It's a pity..."

"Not necessarily." Bai Yutang happened to glance at the remaining water dragon, and seemed to have thought of something.

"Can this be saved?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"I haven't tried it, it might work." Bai Yutang said, looking at the scene of the fire again.

"What do you want?" Zhao Pu asked Bai Yutang.

"I heard a method from my master when I was young. He seems to have done it before." Bai Yutang said, kicking the water truck out... The car was kicked into the air, and flew straight towards the burning water tanker. The sky above the abandoned house.

However, compared to the burning house, the water tanker looks very small, and it feels like a drop in the bucket. What can a tank of water do?

Zhan Zhao seemed to have understood something, and pulled out Ju Que and swung his sword a few times... At the same time, Bai Yutang had already jumped into the air, and sent out to the waterwheel that was being torn apart by the sword sent by Ju Que. Clap your inner strength...

In an instant, a chill came over. Everyone had seen Tianzun use this kind of internal force before. Following Bai Yutang's palm force, the water in the waterwheel instantly dispersed and turned into white shards of ice. When the wind blew, it dispersed a large piece.Probably because the fire below was too hot, everyone saw a layer of white water mist rising above the house and rising into the air...

The people below watched curiously, and didn't understand what was the use of it, although it was quite beautiful.

At the same time as Bai Yutang landed, he raised his hand and shot two loud arrows towards the area. The loud arrows exploded in the sky, shining brightly like daylight, attracting almost everyone's attention.

But when everyone was looking up at the sky, Bai Yutang looked back.

He was not looking at anyone else, but was sitting on Zhao Pu's shoulder, looking at his little four curiously.

The fourth son saw Bai Yutang clap his hands suddenly, it seemed to be inadvertent, but also on purpose...

When Zhao Pu was looking at the bright light in the sky and didn't know what Bai Yutang wanted to do, he heard the sound of clapping his hands three times in his head.

Zhao Pu raised his face, and saw the fourth son clasped his hands together, saying silently, "Let it rain."

Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows slightly...

After the two loud arrows flashed, everything seemed to be back to normal, the fire was still raging, and there was no change in the sky except for some clouds.

Just as everyone was looking at Bai Yutang suspiciously, they suddenly fell silent.

Everyone present was subconsciously listening, because... There was a "rumbling" sound of thunder in the air, which was a bit dull at first, but suddenly...

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

As the crowd cheered, the rain poured down.

A sudden torrential rain extinguished the fire, and the abandoned house was also saved.Although it was charred black, the house was still standing.

Bao Zheng asked Gongsun, "Sir, is it okay to be burned?"

Gongsun smiled faintly, "Of course it's no problem, as long as the house is there!"

Master Bao nodded with a smile, and clasped his hands together, "God bless you."

Among the cheering crowd, Zhan Zhao lightly touched Bai Yutang with his arm, "Did you conjure this rain, or did the little god ask for it?"

Bai Yutang also smiled, "Then I'll have to ask God."

The rain was also evil, it just passed by in a flash, and once the fire was extinguished, the rain almost stopped.

"It really is true."

At this time, Ge Qing, who had just arrived with another water dragon team, happened to witness the scene, walked up to Bai Yutang, and said, "I've also heard about the matter of Tianzun asking for rain 100 years ago. It is said that Tianzun Using internal force to make water vapor directly turn into rain clouds, and then shoot arrows to trigger thunder and rain, and extinguish the fire that almost destroyed the imperial city, so it is true!"

Ge Qing looked at Bai Yutang with eyes filled with admiration. Of course, as for whether he was looking at Bai Yutang or through Bai Yutang to see the Heavenly Lord 100 years ago, only he knew.

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows at Bai Yutang—how dare the Heavenly Venerable beg for rain like that back then?

Bai Yutang rubbed his chin, and smiled—about the same, the demon king's rain is probably bigger than the little four's.

Zhan Zhao shook his head helplessly, thanks to Bai Yutang who could think of it.

Xiao Si was held in Zhao Pu's arms at the moment, blocking the rain with his sleeves, watching Xiao Liang jumping up and down celebrating the rain, he was also very happy.

Then came the busy firefighting process.

Ge Qing said to Lord Bao, "The Emperor heard that Taixue was on fire so he asked me to put out the fire. Now the fire is out. Your Excellency, please enter the palace first, so don't delay the banquet."

Master Bao looked at Zhan Zhao and the others who had already run into the mansion, and guessed that these people were not in the mood to go to a banquet, so he dragged the Eighth Prince, who kept sighing for wonder, into the palace.

When Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang walked into the abandoned house, they saw rubble all over the ground.

Lin Yehuo walked to a pillar, looked at the charred pillar, and frowned, "The fire burns from the inside out, and someone poured a lot of fire oil here."

"It's also on the curtain." Zou Liang picked up a piece of cloth curtain that was almost burned and sniffed it. "The smell of kerosene is very strong."

"It seems that someone is going to burn this abandoned house, and it just so happens that we are going to use the abandoned house to test the Yin Yang Palace tonight." Zhan Zhao folded his arms, "It's obvious that the cover-up is gone."

"Brother Zhan."

At this time, Bao Yan ran in from outside.

Zhan Zhao looked back at him, and saw that he was anxious and confused.

"A teacher in Taixue died!" Bao Yan said anxiously.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Pu frowned, "How is it possible? Didn't everyone get out? Taixue's kind of fire won't burn anyone to death."

"No! The Master was carried out from Dongyuan. Dongyuan didn't catch fire at all, and he wasn't burned to death. He was wounded on his chest!" Bao Yan waved his hand, motioning everyone to go over there to see.

Zhan Zhao and the others ran out of the abandoned house and arrived at the gate of the Taixue.

At this time, Ge Qing had already led the Imperial City Army to evacuate the crowd of onlookers.

Gongsun was looking at a corpse on the ground, frowning.

Zhan Zhao went over to have a look, and found that it was a gentleman in his 40s. His chest and skirt were dyed red. It could be seen that he had been shot through the heart with an arrow, and had died long ago.

On the side, many Taixue students were crying, and Zhao Lan was also crying.

Both Chunhua and Wang Qi frowned with red eye circles.

"Who is this?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"It's Master Wang." Chunhua replied, "My name is Wang Xueyun, and he is a bachelor."

"He was nice and funny, who killed him so cruelly?" Wang Qi was dissatisfied.

Although Zhan Zhao doesn't know much about the officialdom, he knows that many officials with the surname Wang in the imperial city belong to the Prime Minister Wang's family. The Wang family is also a scholarly family, and there are many scholars.

Seeing Wang Qi wiping her tears while asking Shutong to go back and inform his father, Zhan Zhao guessed that this master and Prime Minister Wang were indeed related.

"Master Zhan!"

At this time, I saw a few students from Taixue running over, and when they came to Zhan Zhao, they said in a hurry, "We saw the person who set the fire! He is wearing a ghost mask!"

"He held a torch in one hand and poured oil on the fire. We went to stop him, but he kicked us away."

"It's fierce and good at kung fu!"

"I saw him go east after he set it on fire!"

"That's right! Maybe he was the one who killed the wife!"

……

Zhan Zhao frowned, and asked Chao Mahan and Zhang Longzhaohu to lead the soldiers to the east to search.

The rest of the people looked at each other—it was the ghost-masked man again!Then his purpose of creating this chaos was to burn down the abandoned house, or to kill Mr. Wang?

"Zhan... Mr. Zhan!"

At this time, I saw two students walking out with a white-haired old master.

Everyone knew him, this old man's surname was Lin and his name was Xiao, Master Lin, he was over 70 years old this year, a bachelor, not only the master of Taixue, but also the master of the former emperor and the current emperor, he also taught Zhao Pu.The old man has high morals and high prestige. Apart from Mr. Bao, he has the final say on many things in Taixue. Every year, he will participate in the marking and writing of the big and small exams.

Mrs. Lin seemed to be on fire at the moment, he was out of breath, if not for the support of two students, he would have fallen head over heels.

He stumbled out and called Zhan Zhao, "Come and see!"

Zhao Pu stepped forward to support him.

"My lord...you are here too, my lord!" Mrs. Lin's voice and hands were shaking, "It's really reckless, reckless!"

Gongsun gave the old man a few needles behind his ears and on his forehead to calm him down.

Zhan Zhao asked the two students who were supporting him, "What's wrong?"

"The white jade wall bestowed by the first emperor was written in a mess." The two students asked Zhan Zhao to go in and have a look.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, everyone knew that the first emperor gave Taixue a white jade wall with reliefs on it.The poems and paintings of the talented scholars and writers of the past dynasties are carved, and they are very delicate, which is the symbol of Taixue.

The crowd followed a few students to the Taixue.On the snow-white jasper wall standing in front of the largest Xiqing Academy in Taixue, someone wrote a poem in blood, no, to be more precise, it was a ballad... Zhan Zhao and others are very familiar with it A ballad: Yinyang Hall, Yinyang House, Beiyin Nanyang White Candlestick.A memorial lamp, a spiritual tablet, a handful of yellow paper and a handful of firewood.The will-o'-the-wisp starts, the ghost's eyes open, and the ghost-masked man leads the way.One person kneels, two lifts, three or four bury in the ground, and in a blink of an eye the corpses line up...

Everyone was stunned for a long time, this snow-white jade, paired with this blood-red and ferocious "eating people" ballad, was really indescribably dazzling.

In order to protect the jade biscuit from the wind and sun, it was placed in a specially built long corridor. It hadn't been exposed to rain just now, so the blood stains had not been washed away and had dried up.It can be seen that the person who wrote the words used internal strength, and the blood characters were almost embedded in the jade bi, and this priceless jade bi was probably destroyed.

"There is more behind." A student pointed to the back of the jade bi.

Everyone turned to the back, and saw that this side was even more shocking, with eight big blood-red characters - beasts in clothes, gentle scum.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help frowning.

On the side, Bai Yutang slightly raised his eyebrows, "Good word."

"Is this crooked handwriting okay?" Pang Yu, who was watching the excitement, tilted his head in confusion.

"Wow! Great word!"

At this time, Gongsun and Bao Yan, who had just run over, couldn't help shouting.

Wang Qi, who is good at calligraphy, almost stuck her nose to the jade bi, and praised, "Good calligraphy..."

"You are enough!"

Master Lin put on a straight face, and scolded, "No matter how good the words are, doing such a degrading and lawless thing is... and... unforgivable!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man started to pant again. Gongsun hurriedly patted him on the back, while Zhao Pu winked at a few scholars, which means—you all be honest, don't get mad for a while!

"Strange." Bai Yutang looked back and forth, "Why is the word 'dressed beast, gentle scum' written so well, but the words in the latter ballad are so ordinary?"

"Yes!" Bao Yan also nodded.

"It's not written by one person at all!" Gongsun asked Lin Fuzi to be helped back to rest, while carefully studying these words.

"Was it written by that ghost-faced man?" Zhao Lan asked.

Everyone had no idea at this time.

After this busy process, all the injured were finally settled, and the students of the academy were not so excited, but looking at the two sides of the jade bi, the case became more complicated and confusing.In addition to Qiao Xin's family, the ghost-masked man has already committed two major cases. This trend will soon spread to the streets... After all, there are still many old people in Kaifeng who have experienced the chaos of the ghost-masked man , Once things spread, panic is inevitable.

"Master Zhan."

At this time, Chao Mahan and the others came back, and they chased northward, but they didn't find the ghost-faced man.

"It makes sense." Bai Yutang said, "No one will know who he is after taking off the mask."

Zhan Zhao nodded.

While talking, Bao Zheng came in from outside, the Eighth Prince followed, and Grand Master Pang came to join in the fun.

It seems that the two of them went to the palace in a hurry, without having a banquet, they just told Zhao Zhen the general case and came out.

Master Bao walked to the jade bi, frowned, looked at the bloody ballad, stroked his chin, thoughtful.

The Eighth Prince turned to the back to take a look, was stunned, opened his mouth wide and recruited Bao Zheng, "Xi Ren! Come and see!"

Everyone was a little surprised, and rarely heard the Eighth Prince call Mr. Bao directly.

Master Bao was also a little puzzled, turned to the back of the jade bi and took a look, then froze on the spot.

The grand master also folded his arms and looked at them. Seeing that both of them were dumbfounded, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Everyone also looked at Bao Zheng.

Master Bao approached the jade bi, carefully looked at the eight big blood characters, after a long time, he said, "This is Qu Zhongyuan's characters!"

Everyone was shocked.

"My lord, are you sure?" Gongsun asked, "It's actually very easy to imitate handwriting."

"No..." Lord Bao shook his head again and again, "I am very familiar with his handwriting, it cannot be imitated by ordinary people, it can't be wrong!"

After hearing Master Bao's words, everyone had to think that the ghost-faced man that Zhao Lan and the others saw was also lame... Although Ge Qing was not sure, could it be such a coincidence?Could it really be Qu Zhongyuan back then?

But isn't Qu Zhongyuan good at martial arts?And he went to the Yin Yang Temple to find his lover, why did he come out after more than 20 years, and became a ghost-faced man himself?

Looking at the red blood characters again, I can feel a strong resentment inexplicably. What is the reason for all this?