In a small space, bloody hand-to-hand combat, relying on a lot of courage, suddenly there was a fire, which frightened the people in Sanssouci Cave, they scattered and fled, but in such a small place, where else can they run. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Most of the people died at the hands of the soldiers, and there were two guys who rushed to the big monk, who knew that this monk's kung fu was more powerful, he held a demon pestle in his hand, and with a wave of left and right, the two heads were broken, and he also pretended to recite a Buddha name, as if he was more compassionate.

"It turns out that there are good bald donkeys too!" Yang Huaiyu blurted out, and then felt embarrassed again, and quickly turned his head to chase the escaped pounder.

"The general stays."

The great monk suddenly ran over, "General, go further, there are many mechanisms, there are ambushes everywhere, if you are not careful, you will be worried about your life!" ”

Yang Huaiyu stopped walking, he was even more ashamed, "Thank you Master for reminding me, I was rude just now." ”

"It's okay, it's the duty of a monk to eliminate the demon guard, and today's court can decisively eradicate the Sanssouci Cave, which is really a blessing for the people of the capital."

The monk was about to chant the scriptures again, Wang Ning'an walked over in a few steps, "Great monk, tell me your identity immediately, the reason for appearing here, dare to lie, kill immediately!" ”

After he finished speaking, several bows and arrows around him were aimed at the monk.

The big monk was taken aback, "Why are you like this, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, the monk is here to help you!" ”

"Nonsense, the Sanssouci Cave is so hidden, how did you run in, and the fire-breathing thing in your hand, how did you get it, don't explain it clearly, cut it off!"

Yang Huaiyu reacted at this time, yes, the monk who suddenly appeared was indeed strange.

"Master, tell the truth, our lord will not be soft."

The monk sighed, "Let's just say, the poor monk Buddha seal, originally in the Great Xiangguo Temple on the order, about five years ago, the poor monk entered Beijing for the first time, and an apprentice was swept away by the Sanssouci Cave." At that time, he was only nine years old, and when the poor monk found him, the child's legs and feet were broken, and his throat was poisoned and hoarse, and he was thrown on the street to ask for food, his limbs were rotten, and he was dying. The poor monk rescued the apprentice, found a doctor for the child, and saved him for half a month, but the child still died. ”

The great monk talked about the past, the flesh on his face twitched and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

When the apprentice was dying, he bit the brush with his teeth and wrote a word of revenge. The monk will never forget the flame in the child's eyes, only nine years old, how much he suffered, how much hatred he had in his heart, and how much he had a wolf-like gaze!

"If you don't take revenge, that child will never turn a blind eye, and there is another powerful ghost in the world!" The monk sighed: "There are too many evils in the Sanssouci Cave, and the little apprentice of the poor monk is only one of them. Moreover, the poor monks knew that they lived underground, covered by ditches, and that idle weapons could not help them, so they made Rakshasa Fire. ”

Saying that, the monk pointed to his invention, Yang Huaiyu and Di Yong both came over, this thing is similar to the fierce fire oil tank, the front nozzle, the middle is filled with whale oil, when used, press the piston hard, squeeze the whale oil out, when it is on fire, the whale oil burns rapidly, forming a fire dragon, the farthest can spray ten zhang, and the end is a sharp weapon!

The monk laughed and said, "Seeing that tonight's encirclement and suppression of Sanssouci Cave, the monk brought this thing, is it useful?" ”

Yang Huaiyu couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It's useful, it's so useful, right, Erlang, what do you say!" ”

"I'm talking!"

Wang Ning'an was so angry that he burst into foul language, and when he heard that the monks reported to their families and called Buddha Yin, Wang Ningan was not so suspicious, most of them were Buddha Yin monks who had a good relationship with Dasu.

It looks like it, very rich, with a big belly and fat oil.

But what makes Wang Ningan angry is that you dare to casually get the Rakshasa fire into the ditch, you want to kill the big guy!

Buddha Yin was puzzled, "This lord, the poor monk came to help kill the enemy, how can he harm people?" If you don't make it clear, the monk won't be convinced! ”

Jokes, what people have been printing for several years of hard work can be erased casually.

Wang Ningan sneered, "Monk, if you are not convinced, then I will convince you." ”

They were turning around, and suddenly a very low ditch appeared, and there was dirty water flowing in it, and a foul stench hit the nostrils.

The monk's ears are very sharp, and he can faintly hear the sound of wading in the water.

"Someone!"

Wang Ningan didn't move, but asked everyone to step back first, stood on a high place, lit a torch, and threw it down.

Everyone was puzzled, and suddenly a wave of heat burst from below, and the bright flames were more than three feet high, and the ground under their feet swayed.

Then I heard terrified screams, some of them were burned by the fire, and some of them passed out because of suffocation...... Sanssouci is a sewer, where dirty things ferment and produce biogas, and the more poorly ventilated the place, the easier it is to hoard. In the past, there was a fixed route for the troublemakers to enter and exit, and when they were chased by the officials and soldiers, they panicked.

Many ditches that had never been visited were also drilled into, and the results speak for themselves, except for a few who fled, many more died under fire and suffocation.

Wang Ning'an made this move, but the big guy was frightened, and the monk's head was sweating.

Although he didn't understand the principle of combustion, if there was something that could burn in the hole just now, wouldn't he have killed all the big guys at once!

"Little monk, little monk is guilty......"

Buddha Yin gave salutes again and again, Wang Ningan was too lazy to worry about him, just do you know how to use fire oil, is Lao Tzu eating for nothing these days?

It didn't work at first, it was to drive the pounders together.

It's almost time to start!

"Send a signal!"

Some soldiers hurriedly agreed, ran to the ground, and raised three red Kong Ming lanterns, and the Kong Ming lanterns were particularly eye-catching in the dark night sky.

In an instant, soldiers from all over the city appeared with Japanese soldiers, carrying cans of fierce fire oil and pouring them into the vents.

The soldiers who were still chasing the troublemakers also retreated to the ground, and when the three more Kong Ming lanterns were raised, everyone threw torches into the vents, and then some people quickly sealed the vents with stone slabs.

In the worry-free hole where you can't see your fingers, the fierce fire oil is constantly flowing, burning rapidly, and some of it flows everywhere with the dirty water, igniting all the biogas in the ground, and everyone standing on the ground only feels that the ground under their feet is moving, similar to an earthquake.

They can't imagine what it's like to be underground at this moment.

Tens of thousands of pounders have been compressed into an area only one-tenth of their usual size, and there is a severe lack of oxygen inside, and many people have almost fainted.

At this time, the fierce fire oil and biogas burn together, quickly consuming the limited oxygen, releasing deadly smoke, and a large number of ventilation holes are blocked, although there is still some oxygen to enter, but it can no longer meet the needs of so many people.

Soon some people fell unconscious, and others desperately rushed to the entrance of the cave and ran out of it, only to be caught by the officers and soldiers who had been ambushed.

From the beginning of the third watch, Wang Ningan asked his subordinates to pour fierce fire oil into Sanssouci Cave one after another.

Every quarter of an hour, give them a wave.

1 million catties of fierce fire oil were poured in front and back, and the inventory in the capital was almost exhausted.

This is also Wang Ning'an's wealth and wealth, and he doesn't care, and he would have been distressed for others for a long time.

I have to say that it is not that it has never spent money, and after the fifth watch, Wang Ningan asked all the soldiers to open the blocked cave and enter the Sanssouci Cave.

This time, each of them had hemp ropes tied around their waists, and if something didn't feel right, they would quit immediately.

In order to protect everyone's safety, I even went to the flower, bird, fish and insect market and bought all the canaries.

As the inventory unfolded, more and more people were moved and shuddered.

Even hard-hearted people were scared away.

There were a lot of pounds, and there were no scars on their bodies, but they lay on the ground, becoming cold corpses.

They stretched out their arms, as if grasping something, and in their eyes, they could see despair and pain, they grew their mouths, and tried to suck more gas into them, but it was all in vain, and soon they became corpses.

Buddha Yin followed behind Wang Ning'an, he saw the tragic appearance of the deceased, desperate and full of poisonous eyes, and suddenly remembered his little apprentice.

Like, it's too similar!

This is retribution!

They killed the little apprentice, and in turn, they had to pay a thousandfold price!

The monk suddenly shivered, his breath became short, and he felt that there were countless unjust ghosts who were coming to him to ask for his life.

Wang Ning'an saw that his face turned green with fright, and suddenly smiled strangely: "It turns out that the monk's cultivation is nothing more than that, don't worry, even if there is a thunderstorm one day, the official will bear it." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Buddha Yin waved his hand again and again, "Lord Wang, there is a saying that gods and ghosts are afraid of wicked people!" You are the biggest villain in the world, the gods don't accept it, the Buddha doesn't stay, and you don't even dare to ask for it! ”

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This evaluation of the Buddha seal has somehow spread all over the capital, and Wang Ning'an has the nickname of "wicked" in addition to the good wealth boy!

At first, many people didn't agree, especially Wang Ning's friends and students, but when a strange-shaped corpse was lifted out of the Sanssouci Cave, the big guys all shut up.

For the first time, they discovered that a person can die so painfully and hideously.

The facial features are all distorted together, and the original position cannot be seen, as if the plump grapes have shrunk into raisins, which is weird and terrifying! There are also people who keep scratching their fingers, and their nails are full of flesh and blood, some of them are their own, and some are other people's.

When they entered the largest basement, they were completely dumbfounded, and the hundreds of dead people were in the state of stacked arhats, five or six floors.

At the top was the big faucet of Sanssouci Cave, his face was only a little more than a foot away from the vent, but the smoke was billowing out, blocking the oxygen from the outside, and he was just like this, suffocating to death!

When people saw this scene, they all had goosebumps all over their bodies, even Yang Huaiyu and Di Yong unconsciously stayed away from Wang Ning'an, feeling creepy standing with him.

But in any case, Wang Ning'an tossed for one night, and the century-old disease that plagued the capital was completely solved, not only was the Sanssouci Cave destroyed, but no one dared to run to the sewer anymore......