Chapter 252: A Great Fire

"I went out alone in the middle of the night, and I didn't come back sneakily until early in the morning, and I still had a girl like a flower and jade by my side, I don't know which one Mr. Wu is singing in Wu Maoshan?" The two have similar personalities, Moon Shadow Fuxian is arrogant and cold, and Li Xueying is a little domineering, which has something to do with her pampering since she was a child. At this time, it was Li Xueying who ridiculed and ridiculed.

While speaking, the two came to Wu Zhiyuan and looked Xue'er standing beside him up and down.

"Well, this, I'll introduce you to it." Wu Zhiyuan turned sideways and pointed at Xue'er beside him.

"My name is Wu Xue, and I grew up with Wu Zhiyuan since childhood." There are more Dong Qian's components in Xue'er's temperament, so it is not stage fright to see Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying.

"It turned out to be a childhood sweetheart, and the two had no guesses. Why didn't I hear Brother Zhiyuan talk about it before. Li Xueying was-for-tat, with a thorn in her tone.

Three women in one play, if it is three jealous women, its drama is even more interesting. At this time, Wu Zhiyuan already felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and the pedestrians on the street cast watchful glances from time to time, and even the guys in the inn put down their brooms and looked at the four of them curiously.

"Let's go back upstairs first." Wu Zhiyuan saw that the shape was wrong, and took the three of them back to his room.

It took half a stick of incense to explain the cause and effect before and after, but Li Xueying still had a lot of questions to ask, in fact, she didn't understand, but deliberately made it difficult.

"Since Sister Xue'er has such a background, and now she has come all the way to find Zhiyuan, I don't know what you plan to do in the future?" Moon Shadow Fuxian, who had not said a word, stretched out his hand to stop Li Xueying's questioning, and turned to Xue'er to ask. In fact, she was going to ask Wu Zhiyuan what his plans were, but when she thought that Xue'er was in front of her, it was a kind of respect to ask the person concerned first.

Xue'er was picked up by the fifth uncle when he went out on business on a snowy night, and her life experience is very similar to that of Moon Shadow Fuxian, so invisibly, Moon Shadow Fuxian also has a kind of sympathy for her, and it is relatively quick to accept her, so she is called "sister".

"That's exactly what I'm going to discuss with you." Wu Zhiyuan took over the conversation first, "Wujia Village is now besieged by wolves, there are many dead and injured people in the village, and all the rest have been transferred to the secret passage, and Xue'er is weak and still needs to recuperate, so I want one of you to take Xue'er to Yonghe Yizhuang to find my master Gushen and ask him to solve the wolf problem in Wujia Village." ”

After the words fell, Li Xueying and Moon Shadow Fuxian were silent, obviously neither of them was willing to leave.

"To be on the safe side, let's go back together." Wu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, "Yueying and Yingying are both recovering from their injuries, and Xue'er doesn't understand martial arts and cultivation, so it's convenient for the three of you to take care of each other when you're together." ”

Now there is no comparison, and the two of them have nothing to say, but Xue'er seems to be reluctant, and after being entangled for a long time, she can only agree. Even Wu Zhiyuan could understand her intentions, and Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying naturally understood it very clearly.

After the three of them had lunch, they broke up directly at the door of the Xilai Inn, Wu Zhiyuan gave more than 200 pieces of ocean on his body to Moon Shadow Fuxian, and only kept ten pieces for self-defense. After some inextricable entanglement, Wu Zhiyuan took the lead in turning around and going west, and the moment he turned to leave, he clearly saw the reluctance in the eyes of the three people.

"Zhiyuan!" Before he took ten steps, there was a call in unison behind him, Wu Zhiyuan turned his head and saw that the eyes of Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying were already full of tears, Xue'er also opened her mouth slightly, and the sadness of parting was fully displayed between her eyebrows.

Wu Zhiyuan beckoned to the three of them, turned around and walked a few steps forward, in order to avoid the eyes of the three people who had been watching behind him, he turned directly south into an alley, this kind of parting he also felt very uncomfortable.

After walking a short distance, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this alley was very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the alley where he went to Feng Butong's thatched hut last night. Now that I walked in here by mistake, I just happened to visit him again, and the last words he said last night made Wu Zhiyuan very puzzled, and he could ask for clarification this time.

Before he walked out of the alley, Wu Zhiyuan heard a noise in the distance, and the sound of footsteps was mixed with the sound of breaking copper and iron, Wu Zhiyuan looked up and saw billowing smoke rising in the air in the distance!

"Oops!" Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly ran forward, and he recognized that the place where the smoke rose was Feng Butong's thatched hut.

When Wu Zhiyuan arrived, the thatched hut had been completely submerged in the raging fire and rising smoke, the eastern part of the house had all collapsed, and there was a "crackling" sound from time to time in the fire.

"Uncle, how can this house catch fire? What about the people in the house? Wu Zhiyuan stopped a middle-aged man who was holding a basin of water and asked, although the fire was fierce at this time and there was no possibility of extinguishing it, there were still many people who poured water from their own basins on the fire, and they were very busy.

"Alas, there was a fire early in the morning, Old Man Feng's legs and feet were not dexterous, and he didn't escape from the house, alas, pitiful, this life is a lonely ......" The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, and went to fight the fire with water.

A few basins of water were a drop in the bucket in the face of the raging fire, and seeing the thatched hut continue to collapse in the fire, gradually burning into a pile of ashes, the firefighters gradually stopped pouring water again, standing in place and watching the fire.

The fire burned all afternoon, and Wu Zhiyuan could only stand in place and watch in a daze. When the sun set, the crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone shook their heads and sighed, talking about Old Man Feng's strange behaviors during his lifetime.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the two blackened earthen walls and a pile of ashes left, and felt very guilty in his heart. This fire is most likely lit by Feng Butong himself, and the reason why he committed suicide is very simple, it is because of Wu Zhiyuan's words last night.

Facing the sun that is about to set, Wu Zhiyuan embarked on the road to the west, he has been delayed for a long time, if he can't rush to Jinan before Sun Haozi and others, Yu Yisu is likely to fall into the hands of Sun Haozi, although Sun Haozi and himself are also a little friendly, but that day Yu Yisu caused Sun Haozi to be almost killed by the people of Baolin Hall, this hatred is probably not his own friendship can be resolved, for today's plan is to rush to Jinan, find Yu Yisu, bring it back to Yonghe Yizhuang, let the master fall.

Wu Zhiyuan hurried during the day and in the first half of the night, and in the second half of the night, he looked for a place to rest, and went all the way west, and soon came to a small town called Zhangqiu on the boundary of Jinan Prefecture.

At noon, the weather is clear and clear, the wind is smooth, the street is constantly shouting, all kinds of stalls on both sides of the road are dazzling, and pedestrians are very lively. There were still five pieces left in the ocean in Wu Zhiyuan's arms, and he was about to find a restaurant to eat something, when he suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon.

There is not a single woman in this town, and all the people who come and go on the streets are men!