Zhiwen and everyone stood outside the city gate, watching the fire in Yanjia Village grow from small to large, and in the end, half of the sky was reflected red, listening to the "whirring" sound of the flame burning, with the assistance of the north wind, it was even more powerful.

After only staying for a while, Zhiwen felt that there was no need to stay here at the city gate, the fire was too big, and anyone who wanted to rush out would end up dead.

Letting Dacheng stay here with a few people, Zhiwen and the others began to walk around the city, intending to see if there would be any fish that slipped through the net from the city walls.

There are really a few lucky people, I don't know what means to climb the city wall, just in a hurry to escape, where will carry a rope, seeing that the fire in the city is getting bigger and bigger, in order to escape, I have to grit my teeth and go down, unlucky, directly lost my life.

If they were lucky, they also broke their tendons and couldn't move, and their own teenagers went up to help them end their pain.

When they arrived at the back gate, the situation was the same as the front door, the fire was so big that there was no need to stay, so they took Xiaolin and them and continued to circle the city.

When they just walked between the front and rear doors, there was a sudden loud bang behind them, and everyone turned to look, only to see that the flames at the back door suddenly rose high, and the scattered Martian maidens scattered like flowers, and the entire city gate was lowered.

It turned out that the back door was small, and it had been burned down without burning.

"Xiao Zhi, do you want to go back to the back door and guard for a while?" Xiao Jie asked, worried that someone would escape through the back door.

Zhiwen shook his head, "No need. ”

Now the fire is very big, they stand outside the city, through the city wall can also feel the pressure of the heat, there will be no living mouth inside, even if they are not burned, they will die of suffocation due to lack of oxygen.

"Let's go, get out of here quickly." Back at the front door, Zhiwen called Dacheng, a group of more than 80 people, and began to evacuate Yanjia Village.

Now the fire in Yanjia Village must have alarmed the Puzhou officers and soldiers who are close at hand, but I don't know if they will come to inspect at night, but Zhiwen thinks about it, most likely not, the opening and closing hours of the city gate in this era are very strict, and the officers and soldiers may not have the courage to come out.

It's just that I'm afraid this movement is too big, and it will inevitably shake the government, businessmen and other forces in the two places, and this area can't stay any longer, and has to go to other places.

When Zhiwen and the others walked to the slope closest to Yanjia Village, there was a loud bang behind them, that is, the front door was also burned down.

Looking from the mountain, the entire Yanjia Village had been burned red and white, like a huge monster with fire all over its body, struggling and roaring in the darkness.

This time, a fire razed Yanjia Village to the ground, and hundreds of people may have died as a result, including innocent people, but Zhiwen only felt a little guilty in his heart.

Compared with a rich man like the Fan family and a local tyrant like the Yan family, these people are too weak, if they are not ruthless, I am afraid that they and these people who have traveled all the way, who have been regarded as relatives and friends by him, will die an ugly death.

Just when Zhiwen was standing on the side of the road and looking back at Yanjia Village, large snowflakes began to fall one after another, and around the red and translucent city under the mountain, a wave of water vapor gradually filled the area, and there was a trace of bewitching feeling.

"Let's go, Xiaozhi." Xiao Jie came to his side with a smile on his face, "This snow is really timely, and when the sky dawns, there is no trace of anything." ”

It's true, Zhiwen just reacted, this heavy snow can cover up a lot of traces, it seems that God is helping himself.

......

The next day, the sky was bright, the heavy snow was still disturbing and falling, and the fire in Yanjia Village had been basically extinguished, and only a few places were still smoking.

On the road to Puzhou, a group of soldiers, dressed in blue-black battle jackets, wearing black helmets, holding spears, led a few people on horseback, and took the lead in front of the gate of Yanjia Village.

"Go in and see if there's anything alive." When a group of soldiers also walked to the front and back of the door, one of the general-looking men commanded.

A small colonel pouted secretly, the door was burned down, how could there be a living mouth, and without saying much, he went in with a team of soldiers.

After a few more moments, a team of officials escorting an official sedan chair also arrived.

Several generals hurriedly threw off their saddles and dismounted, knelt on the ground and saluted, "See your lordship." ”

"No need to be polite." The sedan chair tilted, and a civil official in a cyan official uniform walked out.

"What about Yan Xiucheng? He Yanjia Village was so hot last night...", before he finished speaking, he stumbled under his feet and sat in the snow with a "poof".

When I woke up in the morning, someone came to report that Yanjia Village had run out of water in the middle of the night last night, and the fire was not small.

It's just that this meeting is not half a star worse than what he originally thought.

Originally, I thought that at most, it would be just to burn down such a corner of Yanjia Village, and scolded Yan Xiucheng and let him deal with it by himself.

Who would have thought that it would be like this, the entire village was destroyed, there were hundreds of direct members of the Yan family, if all of them were burned to death in it, it would be a big case.

"Your Excellency!" Several officials and a man who looked like a master hurriedly helped him up.

"Did you send someone in? Is there still a live mouth? Before the governor of Puzhou could stand firm, he hurriedly asked.

"The young general has already sent a team of people in, just to know the news, I'm afraid I have to wait for a while." A general bowed.

"What are you doing?" Lord Zhizhou scolded the head catcher who was following him, "You also take a few people in to see if there are any clues." ”

The head catcher had no choice but to obey the order.

As we all know, a fire and a snowfall, no matter what traces you have, it is impossible to find them again, but it is just a matter of trying your best to try your luck.

When the soldiers and officials came back, they naturally found nothing, except for knowing that many people had died, there were no other clues, even if they wanted to confirm the identity of the deceased, it was impossible to confirm the identity of the deceased, most of them were burned to the shape of charcoal, and the rest were skeletons.

There were a few dead bodies outside the city, and they were supposed to have jumped from the city wall and were stabbed to death with guns, but nothing else was to be seen.

"Go home." Zhizhou's face was pale and he took the lead in getting into the sedan chair.

He couldn't hide it, and he had to think about how to report it to his superiors.

......

Jiezhou, Pujie Chamber of Commerce.

The two old men, Zhang and Wang, who had originally closed their eyes and recuperated, opened their eyes after listening to the whispered report of their subordinates, looked at each other, and ordered, "Got it, go down." ”

"Hahaha." The old man surnamed Zhang suddenly laughed, "Yan Xiucheng, this kid, I have long seen that he is not pleasing to the eye, but I didn't expect someone to clean him up for me, it won't be you, Lao Wang." ”

The old man surnamed Wang closed his eyes again at some point, "You and I go to Yuncheng every day, and the manpower is basically in the salt fields, do you think I have the time?" ”

"That's right." The old man surnamed Zhang sighed unsatisfactorily, "Then..., Lao Wang, do you think it would be Zhou Chengyun's kid who did it?" ”

"No, hasn't he been gone for days? There's no big movement in his Zhou Mansion, huh? ”

"Cut, can't people do things when they're gone? He has made a lot of friends with three sects and nine streams, can he use the people of his Zhou Mansion to do it? Besides, Zhou Chengyun left and cleared the suspicion on his body, which is really calculating. ”

"It doesn't matter who did it," the old man surnamed Wang closed his eyes and said, "I know, as soon as this Yan Xiucheng dies, those masters who were restless in the past, especially those who are eye-to-eye with the Fan family, are estimated to be a lot more honest now, this chicken... Well done. ”

No one knows now that the eldest son of the Fan family, a grain merchant in northern Jinbei, was also killed in this fire, otherwise, the sensation would have been even greater.