"Big guy, it's okay, there's no holding back in it. "Hurry up and send a test of concern, she doesn't dare to make a mistake with the big guy when she is not angry, who makes the parents in her own aesthetic points, and she is a comrade-in-arms, she can't get up.

It's over, the big guy didn't move a moment after listening to her words, and his face was full of "I'm very unhappy".

Fortunately, Fan Jingang started to do it again at this time, and a wave of operations outside attracted the attention of her department.

Because she extinguished the fire, there was no smoke coming out of the stone hall, and Fan Jingang knew that it must have been Hua Lingyuan who extinguished the fire even if he was mentally retarded.

He doesn't care about why his arrows can't kill the people inside, since Hua Lingyuan can block his special arrows, then these ordinary ones must have a way to block them, and he shoots just to be lively, in case there is such a one, right?

Since he didn't hit and put out the fire, he stopped shooting for the time being and decided to continue the fire. So just when Hua Lingyuan was checking the Jiufang Funeral, he rushed back to the small dilapidated house again, took out the bamboo tube in the Sumeru bag, and moved it to the steps of the stone hall in his arms.

Hua Lingyuan saw the scene where he was "unloading", and she was speechless after just glancing at her, and said in her heart that this person has some arson mental illness? What are you doing with so much kerosene in a Sumeru bag? You are a monk and not a bandit, plus the one that was burned just now, he actually has seven cylinders! If the stone hall is not built of stone, I am afraid that even the ground will burn red when these seven cylinders come down!

The barrage of scolding in his heart soared again, and then he rearranged the water and fire cloth on the big guy's head, focusing on blocking his hair! It is expected that if these seven cylinders of kerosene go down, even if the big guy's height is raised, his head will be picked up by the flames, and if this hair is burned bald, then how can I look at it! How precious is the hair now!

After taking care of the big guy, she went to the side and picked up the round elephant again, took out all the ashes, most of the live (huo) water, and a small part was kept dry for later use, and the clothes on the metal chain were poured back through, just waiting for Fan Jingang to make a move.

Fan Jingang may really have some kind of secret poking problem, so he saw that he put these bamboo tubes on the steps, and threw three in order from left to right, and threw them into the stone hall from three directions. The whip struck the hard barrel through the air as before, so that kerosene could be sprinkled all over the stone hall before it hit the ground.

The new fire fold was naturally thrown from three directions, and the fire that was extinguished by Hua Lingyuan in the hall burned again, and the smoke that came out was thicker and choked than just now, which also made Fan Jingang even more satisfied.

Hua Lingyuan didn't panic this time, calmly took out the face towel that she had left before and planned to make a small handkerchief for herself, dipped it in the water and put it around her nose, grabbed a big shovel and shoveled up the wet soil ash and went to one of the fire points to cover it.

As long as the air is isolated, kerosene is no matter how flammable it can't be arrogant, she has great strength and fast movements, and one ignition point for a while, and quickly controlled the fire.

Fan Jingang didn't have much time to be proud, and found that the cigarette was gone again, so he threw it again. He also wanted to see how many tricks the girl in it could have.

Hehe, I'm really sorry, I don't have a lot of tricks, but it's enough to deal with you. Hua Lingyuan continued to shovel the soil, and the last three were thrown in or extinguished by her effortlessly, the action was even so fast that many kerosene did not have time to ignite, and after being covered by the soil, she slowly sucked into the soil, as long as she didn't turn it over to make the oil come up, there would be no risk of re-ignition, but there was too much oil, and the smell was not very good.

Fan Jingang was stunned at this moment, and said in his heart what was going on in the stone hall, why did he throw so much kerosene into it, and the smoke was all bursts of smoke? If he didn't light the oil, he would definitely not bring smoke; but if he lit it, why was there so little? Could it be that the woman put these fires into the Sumeru bag?!

No, this is absolutely impossible! When he came here to do a mission, he also entered the stone hall, and he was sure that the inside was the same as the outside, and it was absolutely impossible to use the aura below the spirit, and it would definitely not be able to open the Sumeru bag, so it was definitely impossible to use this method. But why can't this oil be lit?! Yesterday he also entered the stone hall, and there was nothing in it, and it was impossible to extinguish the fire.

He really wanted to break his head, and it was impossible to think that Hua Lingyuan had so many hole cards in his hand, standing outside with a puzzled face and a helpless look, Hua Lingyuan was refreshed. You have a good plan, but I also have a wall ladder, my sister may have fewer days than you, but my sister's vision is wider than yours, so you ignorant people can't understand it at will.

Fan Jingang seemed to be a little unwilling, and threw all the fire folds into the stone hall, but after still not being able to achieve his goal, he seemed to have been hit, and returned to the small dilapidated house with a suspicious look of life.

She covered the dry soil ash with a new layer of wet soil ash, and then went to check whether the big guy's hands and feet were burned. I touched the metal chain, and it was still cool before I was completely relieved.

She licked her lips and didn't dare to talk, so she went to work and cleaned up the messy stone hall, at least to move the cloth shed and the big stove to a place where there was no residual kerosene, or it would be ridiculous for her to light herself up, maybe she could laugh Fan Jingang to death.

Now she has to be next to the Nine Directions Burial, because the entire stone hall, the best place for her to be guarded against is only around him. At this moment, as long as she is hiding in the cloth shed and by the stove to keep warm, she can touch the big guy next to her as soon as she raises her hand, just so close.

Fan Jingang never came out of the small dilapidated house again, she baked rice cakes for herself while staring outside, the sky gradually darkened, and it was a quiet night.

In this case, she can't meditate, not only because she doesn't have aura, but she also has to guard against Fan Jingang's poisonous snake. It was boring to sit, and suddenly remembered that in Jiming Town, along with this piece of water and fire cloth, I had emptied the bookstall and collected a bunch of books that would be useless in the eyes of other monks.

I'm bored at this time, so I can take it out and take a look, so it's time to pass the time.

There are quite a lot of books, there are more than a dozen, and I saw a travelogue after a few pages, and if I usually pass the time, this kind of content that can describe the customs of various places is the most suitable, so she chose this one and sat there and nibbled on rice cakes and read it with relish.

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