On the night of 19, Zhou Dao woke up, and he often did this. He thought of his parents, especially his mother, and dreamed of it, and he didn't know what happened to them, but in short, he was sad.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! A loud knock on the door dragged him back from his half-asleep dream. Zhou Gongzi, Gongzi, something happened! There was a fire! "It's Hanwa. The door opened with a bang, and Zhou Dao, who was stunned, stood at the door, only to see the red light of the mountains and forests in the distance on the side, which was the location of the mill. "Go" Zhou Dao roared, grabbed his shirt and rushed out.

Xiao Wu is on duty on the night shift today, he has worked as a miller and is a veteran. Although he is called Xiao Wu, he is not young, almost thirty years old, but everyone calls him that, and he is used to it. At this time, he was sweeping the grain into the grinding trough, and he slowed down as he swept and swept, and then stopped and looked around, "What's wrong?" Suddenly, he looked up and saw large clouds of gray smoke coming out of the cracks in the thatch of the roof. He rushed out the door, and the fire had already risen. "It's out of the water! Walk the water! Come and put out the fires... Xiao Wu shouted, then returned to the burning mill and grabbed a long-handled water scoop, stretched into the stream to scoop water, and threw it on the roof with all his might, shouting as he poured.

The roof of the mill house was thatched, and the fire was urgent, and he couldn't do it alone. "Fight the fire, come and put out the fire!", the eager Xiao Wu saw two figures running over one after the other, a light and shadow crossed the arc, and flew down to the place on the roof that had not yet been lit, it was a torch! Then there was a great pain, and he was hit the shoulders and back, and the scoop fell to the ground, and another one swung at him, and he turned and ran, and the flat pole swept over his thigh, and made him stagger a few steps. He didn't fall, but ran away, and instead of chasing, the shadow turned around and ran to the next mill. "Set fire! Someone set fire! Killing! ”

Now there are two mills lit, and Xiao Wu's room has been burned into a blazing torch in an instant. At this time, there were already more people in the red light, and the guys in the mill house and wind house all ran out, as well as the people who carried the grain and the boatmen who were waiting to unload the goods and mill the rice on the ship.

The third child was woken up by the sound of people, because there were two long-handled water scoops in each room near the stream, he grabbed the water scoop and followed the workers just out of the shed, facing a heat wave, and the flames were dazzling!

Three mills had already been set on fire, and the crowd rushed to the front to water them desperately, but the fire grew more and more violent. "Someone set fire!" Listening to the shouting, out of the corner of his eye, he drifted to the fourth mill and there was a fire, and he ran there with a water scoop. Before the third child got close, in the firelight, there was already a fight, three to two, and three people were masked. Seeing that the third child rushed here with two more people, the three immediately dispersed, and the two ran down the mountain, and one took a handful of burning thatch from the ground and ran to the last mill twenty or so steps away. "Stop him!" Someone is yelling.

Seeing two black shadows rushing towards the third child, one in front of the other and one after the other, the third one roared, and the water scoop with a long handle waved over, and the person in front subconsciously raised his arm to block it, and smashed his arm and face with a "poof" sound. He fell to the ground with his body crooked, and there were still some sporadic burning grass clippings on the ground, and suddenly a fire burst out of his body, and then it burned, and he fought, but the fire was on his back, and he screamed and rolled out in pain. Burning at his waist was an oil-soaked torch.

With the smash just now, the long-handled bamboo pole in the third hand's hand was broken, and the water scoop on the handle was still connected, and it was softly drooping downward. He held the bamboo pole and looked at the miserable scene in front of him, and was a little stunned for a while, not knowing whether to fight or save. The other masked man, who had not been hit by the scoop, had already rushed a few steps, but he suddenly retracted his foot and threw his pole, jumped over and tore off the torch, and kept throwing himself at the man. Fortunately, not long after it was burned, the open flame was extinguished in a few strokes, and a smell of burnt Hu accompanied by white smoke came out of the man's body.

When the third child woke up, he threw the water scoop so that the masked man could tear it up, and eagerly tore off the sackcloth that covered his face. The man was also stunned, and even grabbed the flat pole on the ground and waved it, protecting the burned accomplice and fleeing down the mountain in the chaos. The third child recognized him, hesitated slightly, and without chasing, they disappeared into the chaotic night.

When Zhou Dao arrived, all five mills were burning, and he rushed up to grab a scoop of water from one of them, and poured water back and forth on the roof like crazy. In fact, everyone was desperately trying to water three of the mills, and the first two were no longer hopeful, and the raging fire was spectacular. Under the reflection of the firelight, Zhou Dao's eyes were red, and he almost couldn't lift his arms. The fire in the mill that had been lit at the last time gradually became smaller, and the bystanders, seeing him like this, snatched the scoop of water from his hand and poured it. "It's burning, and so is the chicken coop!" Everyone looked sideways. "It's burning..." Zhou Dao roared with a crying voice, and ran towards the chicken coop with six or seven people.

"Ahh Yes. Before he arrived, he heard a series of screams, "Catch one!" In the darkness, I saw a man sitting on the ground, and two or three men beckoned to him with sticks. Zhou Dao glanced at it, and ran to the chicken coop that was on fire. The door of the chicken coop was opened by people, and the chickens flew everywhere, because they had just burned, and at this time there were preparations, and people kept scooping water from the cistern and splashing it, and the open fire of the chicken coop gradually went out.

Zhou Dao pushed away the crowd gathered together, and one of the men in black fell to the ground. Torches were held all around, and the man's head was covered in blood, and one of his calves was bent in an impossible direction, apparently broken, and the cloth on his mask had long been torn off. Xu is aware of it, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Dao with his teeth bared, it was He Ji He Er, his peer.

"This kid is the most vicious, his accomplices have all run away, and he even took advantage of the chaos to order a mill and chicken coop!" "You have a father's revenge on your dog's day!" So ruthless? "Who else are your accomplices?" Say! "The crowd was gossiping.

That He Ji is indeed a ruthless person, and he didn't say a word when his leg was broken at this time, staring up at Zhou Dao, and didn't look at others. "Accomplices? The mill owners in this county are all Lao Tzu's accomplices. Burn your mill, you deserve it! If you don't leave a way for everyone to live, you don't want to fucking live! He smirked and roared, his hair curled with fire, his eyebrows gone, his face distorted by the pain, and his face looked horrible with blood.

I only felt a stream of blood gushing on my head, and Zhou Dao snatched the flat shoulder and smashed it hard at He Lao Er. He Lao Er subconsciously used his hands to protect his head, only listening to "Click!" With a bang, the flat pole did not hit him on the head, but hit him on the leg without abating, and then smashed on the ground, breaking. At the same time, He Lao Er's sharp and piercing screams sounded, listening to the liver trembling, which made people's scalps tingle.

At this moment, Zhou Dao's tiger's mouth shook out blood, and there was a piercing pain in the heart. Xu was a little more sober, "It's another thing to get a human life", he threw away the half of the flat pole in his hand, said "look at him" and led people to the mill to continue to extinguish the fire. "What's there to see, both of his legs are broken." I don't know who muttered.