Chapter 6 The Wind Fuels the Fire

When it got dark, Hu Fei came out of the hiding nest and climbed out of the well along the steps that he had long been optimistic about. It was not difficult to climb down the steps to the water, and the whole well did not look too high, so Hu Fei took it for granted that it would not take much effort to climb up from here. Who knew that when Lu Dao really climbed up, he was very tired.

Lying on the edge of the well, taking a few breaths hard, Hu Fei looked up and saw that it was dark all around. The glow of the moon like a silver hook can only make people faintly see some vague shadows, and they can barely distinguish where is the house and where the tree is. The whole courtyard was quiet, and there was not even a single figure in the silence.

A breeze blows, bringing a burst of coolness. I took a hard breath, and the physical strength that I had just exhausted seemed to come back all at once, and my whole body was full of strength again. However, there was an unpleasant smell in the cool air, and the faint smell of blood echoed silently in the courtyard.

Leave the well and walk in the direction of the front yard. This is his home, even in the dark of night, Hu Fei can identify the direction clearly. He was now walking in the direction of the wooden door, which was the most fiercely contested during the day, and he had to pass through this door to get to the front yard.

After walking a few steps, my foot suddenly kicked something, it was not stone or wood, and it didn't feel so hard. Bend down and reach out to touch it, it's a person! The man's body was stiff, and it was evident that he had been dead for some time. It was so dark that I couldn't see the man's face when I got closer. No matter how bold Hu Fei is, the first time he has close contact with a dead person, his heart is still inevitably pounding.

Leaving the corpse underground, he was more careful when he walked further, he didn't want to tripped over a corpse without paying attention. Hu Fei's caution was not superfluous, and he kicked three corpses within a hundred steps from the edge of the well to the door of his bedroom. It seems that the yard is full of corpses, what about Daddy?

Quickly rushed into the bedroom and found the oil lamp lit. The light illuminated the entire bedroom, and looking at the familiar environment, Hu Fei felt a warm and down-to-earth feeling in his heart. However, he knew that from now on, his life in the future would be completely different from before.

Coming out of the bedroom with an oil lamp, Hu Fei began to check the corpses in the yard one by one. From the front yard to the back yard, the 23 corpses were all relatives and friends who participated in today's happy event, as well as long-term and short-term workers in the family. In the backyard, my father and mother were lying hand in hand in the ground not far from the well, but the family heirloom knife was not beside it.

"Dad, mother!" Hu Fei screamed in pain, threw himself on the corpse, and stroked the remains of his parents, tears welled up like springs, and his heart ached like a knife.

I don't know if the devil has gone far, and Hu Fei doesn't dare to really cry. I cried in a low voice in front of my father and mother for more than half an hour, and gradually stopped my sorrow. Remembering that I hadn't seen my sister yet, I hurried to the West Wing to find it. More than a dozen steps away from the west wing, he saw his brother-in-law of the bridegroom lying on the ground, with a terrible wound on his neck, and he was already dead. When I entered the room, I saw my sister dead naked on the bed.

Find clothes to put on my sister, carry people to my parents' bedroom and place them, and carry my parents back to the room one by one and put them on the bed, Hu Fei's head is already sweating. Today, all day long, except for breakfast, he hasn't eaten a bite of food all day now.

I went to the kitchen and found a cold steamed bun and ate it with cold water, thinking about the future. This family can't stay any longer, and you have to clean up this stall at home before going to Wanghaishan to join the old north wind. Although my father and sister are gone, the body still has to be properly disposed of. Hu Fei is only one person, and it is impossible to dig up a grave that can bury three people in one night.

After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind, if there was no one in his family, what else did he have to scruple about? Hu Fei's young face was gradually filled with determination. After eating the steamed buns, he wrapped up the dry food that he could still find in the kitchen, wrapped it around his body, carefully inspected all the rooms in the house, and found a silver dollar under his parents' mattress. The house has been swept by devils, and it is definitely an unexpected gain to be able to find this silver dollar that has slipped through the net.

He gathered all the lamp oil in the house, poured it on the bed, table, and window in his parents' bedroom, and lit the torches. After taking another look at the remains of the three closest relatives, Hu Fei gritted his teeth and threw the torch forward, "Whew!" Suddenly, the flames were already rising!

It's time to go, but Hu Fei is reluctant to leave the home where he was born and raised. The wind gradually increased at night, and the fire took advantage of the wind to help the fire, and the fire grew rapidly. The fire set by Hu Fei not only ignited several rooms of his house, but also faintly spread outward.

The streets resounded with the sound of gongs, frightened shouts, and stumbling footsteps, interspersed with shrill whistles. Probably the night patrol in the village found out that the Hu family was on fire and rushed over to put out the fire, right?

Hu Fei stood against the wall in the burning yard and silently watched the fire get bigger and bigger. He chose to be a top performer, and the fire couldn't burn on his side. However, even so, the two-zhang tall flames were still smoked more than ten meters away, and his face was red.

The bench has been placed, and he can climb over the wall at any time when he steps on the stool, Hu Fei is not worried about his safety at all, he just wants to take a look at his home. In addition, he found that someone had already rushed into the yard, and Hu Fei wanted to see who came to his house to put out the fire.

More than a dozen people dressed in military uniforms rushed into the courtyard with buckets and shovels to extinguish the fire, and it was these traitors again! Hu Fei spat at the ground hatefully. This fire is too big, and the two or three buckets of water carried by the traitors are simply a drop in the bucket.

The scene of the fire was chaotic, and the traitors shouted loudly, pouring water into the fire and beating the fire with shovels in and out. Probably because he saw that the efficiency of these traitors was too low, and a group of people in plainclothes rushed into the yard to participate in the firefighting, Hu Fei carefully distinguished by the firelight, he didn't know any of these people, and it was estimated that they were another group of traitors who recognized the thief as their father.

More and more people came to put out the fire, as if someone was already looking at him, Hu Fei hurriedly sat down against the wall. The fire was so loud that it was no longer pitch black at the base of the wall he was standing on. Although it was still a dark corner in the middle of the bright fire, it was hard to guarantee that no one would see him.

The courtyard was full of corpses, Hu Fei sat there against the wall, that is the best way to hide, as long as you don't come to the front, even if you are seen, you will think that it is a corpse.

More people participated in the firefighting, and there were more buckets, and the fire was gradually brought under control. There were several Oriental ghosts in the crowd fighting the fire. Probably the fire here has nothing to do with them, the devils actually came to the fire but didn't copy the guys, and a few devils just commanded behind the crowd. There is watering, here is fighting, and the devil is like a firefighting expert directing the traitor to extinguish the fire.