Fueled by the strong wind, the fire was fierce, and in an instant the small courtyard was submerged in the sea of fire, and in the crackling sound, the flames rushed into the night sky, scorching half of the night. Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, most of the people have gathered in Bailuzhou, most of the people who stay at home are the old, weak, sick and disabled, and there are few people here, and there are few people who find the fire and rush over, and there are even fewer people who put into the fire, they have all given up.

Fortunately, there were no houses around, and the fire was confined to that small courtyard, and after more than half an hour, the house collapsed, and everything that could be burned in the house was almost out of gas, and the people gathered around it threw out the fire.

After a while, the official arrived and began to interrogate.

The liveliness of Egret Continent is still the same, and it can be regarded as a small episode here, but after knowing that it was just an accident, no one paid attention to it anymore, and no one dared to disclose more details at this juncture.

The original owner of the small courtyard was sad but a little lucky, the house was ruined, and he was no longer short of this amount of money in his pocket, of course, in order to cooperate with the government, he still said part of what he knew.

After the government learned the information from the original owner, the private search for the person has begun, and now everyone only hopes that the people who live here will also go to join in the fun tonight.

Too much has happened in Jiangning in just two months, and no one can die anymore.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be a little different from previous years, because of the catastrophe in the north, this year's entertainment items are a little less, and the comparison of feelings between literati has also shifted from the flower to the country and the people, and the atmosphere is not as active as in previous years. At this moment, halfway through, the poems that have been sung have lost the taste of fat powder in previous years.

Of course, the streets around Wuyi Lane and Gongyuan are as lively as ever, in groups of three or five, by guessing lantern riddles and picking up girls, those who come to meet each other, or those who are secretly dating, are indeed in full swing at this time of year, and the hawkers shuttle between them, mixed with the laughter and anger of infatuated men and women, and stage the joy of the small people.

A shop selling lanterns on the street, because of the actions of two strange people, the business is not good, with the two of them as the center within three feet, out of the shop owner, other people are walking around.

The poor boss accompanied the smiling face and greeted him warmly, but his heart was already bitter and unspeakable.

The man in the blue robe raised his hand to support the hat, hiding his face in the darkness, not looking like a good person. The young woman next to her was in a trance, as if she had just experienced something shocking, and she had not come back to her senses until this time.

At one point, the man picked one out of the pile of lanterns and asked the shopkeeper, "How much is this?" ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly returned: "Twenty Wen." ”

The man paid twenty wen briskly, turned around, and softened his tone: "Take it." ”

The woman heard the voice and looked up at the man in front of her, then her eyes fell on the lantern he handed over, and she reached out to take it.

"Let's go." The man seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it revealed a soft concern.

The two left the stall, and the stall owner wiped the sweat from his forehead and took his eyes back from the two who left.

The small courtyard in the distance has turned into a ruin, the smoke that rushes to the sky is not so obvious in the dark night, when everyone sighs, located in the small courtyard a distance away, a sewage outlet, a hand full of silt stretched out, buckled the stone wall next to it, from time to time the other hand also stretched out, buckle the other side, with the force, the narrow passage mouth burst out of a person's head, two eyes looked around, and then forced, the whole body also stretched out.

With a plop, he fell into the Qinhuai River, and the originally clear river water under the moonlight was bubbling and rippling, and then turned into a black paste.

The man swam for a while, went ashore in a shady place, wrung the water out of his body, and took advantage of the darkness of the night into a dark alley.

The shadows of the trees, the cold moonlight, and the bare feet soaked in water stepped on the cold stone road, stimulating him to slowly come back to his senses.

A few difficult coughs disturbed the crows resting on the trees.

The man's face was also a little pale in the moonlight, and he didn't know if it was because he had been soaking in the water for too long before, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

From time to time, a fierce smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the killing intent reflected in his eyes made the surrounding air stagnate.

After walking through the shadows for a long time, the man climbed into a courtyard wall, the courtyard was empty, and the moonlight fell on the wellhead in the corner of the courtyard, revealing a bit of gloom.

There was no one in the courtyard, and the man realized this and became more cautious, and opened the door of a certain room, and the smell of candle oil in the air had not yet dissipated. He hadn't lit the lamp, but the marks on the ground were evident in the moonlight shining through the window paper.

Everything in the house was turned over, or it should be the traces left by the fight, and the blood stains left on the ground were also messy, which showed that the fight was fierce.

There were no bodies in the house, but that didn't mean there weren't any dead people.

The man walked out of the room, and his eyes finally fell on the ancient well, and when he got there, the man's brow locked.

This well was sprinkled with corpse powder.

Realizing the involvement behind this, the man turned to the front yard, turned over from the shop and changed his clothes, and walked out the back door at night.

The moonlight dragged his figure for a long time.

There was a corner in front of him, and the man's figure dissipated, and the two people who caught up behind were in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

The killing machine is on the horizon.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two of them didn't even react, only noticed a black shadow rushing in front of them, their necks were cold, and they fell to the ground in a moment.

After the black shadow killed the two of them, it was already a few feet away when it showed its traces. He raised his head and looked sideways at the Golden Phoenix Tower where the big red lantern hung high in the distance.

The woman carrying the lantern gradually fell a distance, and there were many fewer people around, she stopped, and looked around the surrounding places where she could hide, thinking about it.

"You don't have to try to get out of my eyes." The man's voice rang out.

Ji Linger stomped her foot hatefully and reluctantly chased after her.

"If you're really my father...... Just now, I wouldn't have seen death without help. ”

"Oh......" The man turned around and laughed, "I have already asked you, he has nothing to do with you, why should I save him?" ”

"That's a human life!"

But he ...... Damn it! The man's tone hardened, and he said irrefutably: "Maybe in the eyes of others, it is indeed a life, but in my eyes, he is not even a beast!" ”

"Why?"

He ...... Kill your mother. ”

Ji Ling'er's head slammed, her body fell back, and she said angrily: "Impossible." ”

"He is my enemy...... and your enemy. The man's voice was as deep as iron, and he could not be resisted.

"You lied to me!" The woman burst into tears with a crying voice.