The smoke and fire made the people of Wanlai Town under the mountain also see it!

Soon the news of the fire in Beishan spread throughout the town. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 When Leng Banxian heard this, he walked out of the town in a hurry, and looked into the north mountain, only looking at the clouds and smoke, not the mountain, and he was very worried.

I can't help but pray silently—I hope that boy is not on the mountain!

A large number of people ran out of the town to see, because today is the auspicious day of Wan Shichang's concubine, people are busy with a sumptuous luncheon, and few people are willing to join in the fun and run to the north mountain to see.

But Wan Shichang is also a town of prestige, and he is on fire in Beishan, so he can't sit idly by, so he called his eldest son and led dozens of housekeepers, holding knives, guns, sticks, and buckets, and hurriedly rushed to Beishan.

The group of people rode horses and drove to the foot of the North Mountain! However, there were officers and soldiers in the vicinity who were already under martial law, and as soon as they heard that they were sent by Wan Shichang to fight the fire, they were allowed to leave! Hundreds of officers and men, plus dozens of housekeepers, each carrying a bucket of water, lined up to climb to the top of the mountain, the people were noisy, and the scene was spectacular!

Earlier, a few hunters, I don't know whether they were afraid that the officers and soldiers would be held accountable, or they were anxious to go home to report their funerals, but they had disappeared without a trace.

Besides, Lingwa was besieged in the woods, surrounded by fire, and the flames were adding to him little by little. Like a beast of prey sleepy lamb, knowing that it can't run, it deliberately flirts to show that it is not reckless! The scorching heat wave, the overwhelming momentum, and the soaring flames make ordinary people despair, and they will be buried in the sea of fire, and they will never recover!

The hair was roasted and smoking, and in despair, the forehead suddenly became cold?

There seemed to be a large block of ice on top of his head, and the ice cube roasted by the fire melted, and a large amount of ice water flowed down his forehead, drenching his whole body, and finally creating a mist under his feet, surrounding the whole body!

This strange phenomenon made Lingwa's brain flash, and she blurted out "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law!" in the smoke of the fire, and kept yelling.

In the face of the raging mountain fires that gradually spread across the Liaoning, coupled with the strong winds from the west, your dozens or hundreds of half-barrels of water went down, and they did not play a role at all! Where they had been drenched, the fire weakened a little, but it was quickly restored.

The top of the mountain is too small to accommodate hundreds of people gathering, and many people are blocked by the people in front of them and fall off the cliff if they are not careful.

When he was ordered to go down the mountain to fetch water, the officers and men immediately complained, and most of them were unable to do so.

Everyone complained, and suddenly saw a child in the thick smoke screaming "mother-in-law" crazy? Everyone felt strange, and observed each other for a long time, and saw that the fire burned next to Lingwa's side, burned behind him, and saw clearly, it was a bare-armed child, and it scared all the officers and soldiers to death-

I don't know if it's a god or a ghost? Is there such a prodigy in the world who is not afraid of fire?

"Hell prodigy, boy, I know him—"

In the housekeeper who came up, there was a bald man in black who pointed to the spirit baby and shouted,

"There are no trees around him, so it didn't burn him, he's cold-"

Just said that it was a wild boy who was a cold old man, but before he finished speaking, a hot stone suddenly flew up from the fire in front of him, hit him in the face, and the bald head of pain screamed "ah", and leaned back, if it wasn't for everyone to hold on in time, he almost fell into the cliff!

Such a sudden scene once again brought everyone into a mesmerizing artistic conception.

The leading officers and soldiers didn't see where the stone flew from? I thought it was thrown by Lingwa, thinking that I was in charge, others were afraid, but I couldn't be afraid, the little dog, playing with fire and burning the mountain, I must be caught back, and he will be held accountable!

So relying on the strength of the crowd, hey, pulled out a long arrow, and pointed at the spirit baby,

"Catch that kid first, and then extinguish the fire!" waved his hand, but everyone didn't move?

The officer was startled and thought, "What's the matter?" If you don't listen to the call, do you want to rebel?

Stared back at the crowd, waved his hand again, and just finished saying the three words "Give it to me!" in front of him, there was another fist-big, and the hot stone flew in front of him again, and with a muffled sound, the officer fell to the ground and rolled back a long way, but fortunately everyone helped each other and did not fall off the cliff—

Lingwa was just standing stupidly next to the mountain fire, woken up by the noise of everyone, and stunned by the stones flying out in front of her!

The second time everyone saw the flying divine stone, no one dared to say more, and a transcendent divine power in everyone's heart naturally arose, suspecting that there were ghosts in this mountain fire?

Coincidentally, carrying the two people who overturned, they retreated down the mountain in ashes, quietly, not crowding or making trouble, letting the fire on the mountain spread and raging, thinking to me what does it matter? Burn it, burn it, and not burn my house, there is firewood on the mountain, and it will burn the entire Daling Mountain, and it has nothing to do with me!

The mountain fire is still fierce, not weakened by the departure of everyone, the area is burning wider and wider, and after a while, the kung fu has burned out the size of a football field, and the birds and squirrels that are burned are scurrying, the stubborn stones are exposed, and the fire is becoming more and more violent, and there is a great momentum to swallow up the entire North Mountain!

When Lingwa saw that everyone was gone, and no one was putting out the fire, she was at a loss in her heart, wondering where the lame uncle was going? Will it burn him, can he run away?

At this time, the lame man was bending his bow and arrows in the forest.

Throw away the crutches, and look at the bow and arrow, as if it has been used for hundreds of years, the oil is shiny when touched, the bow handle has an arm thick, a finger thick string, a finger thick arrow, and the arrow is painted with yin and yang fantasy patterns such as mountains, rivers, birds and insects -

I saw the lame man sinking into the dantian, closing his eyes and drawing the bow, the scarred face was extremely cold on the arrow, the words in his mouth were recited, the bow and arrow were full, aimed at the reckless and chaotic woods, and an arrow of "hi" shot out-

In an instant, after the tail of the arrow, I saw that the originally chaotic low woods fell to both sides, like the fish dividing the water, separating the fire from the woods, and the ferocious fire burned to the edge, slowly reducing the fire, and the flames had nothing to add, the more they burned, the smaller they became, and finally extinguished, leaving wisps of light smoke!

A mountain fire that seemed to be huge and magically gradually extinguished as everyone left-

Those officers and soldiers who had just descended to the mountain, and the housekeepers, thought that the volcano that was all over the mountain, if it did not rain, would surely burn him for ten days and half a month?

Lingwa saw that the mountain fire was strangely extinguished, and it was probably the effect of the lame uncle behind his back. He also did the beating of those people, and who else but him? The fire burned out an open field, and the place where it had just been burned was still too hot to get off its feet, and Lingwa climbed up a big rock, stood on it, searched around, and cried out:

"Uncle, uncle! the fire is out, the fire is out—you can come out!"

After the scream, an arrow suddenly flew from the distant woods, and it was shot in front of Lingwa with a whoosh, and a piece of yellow paper was tied to the arrow?

Lingwa jumped off the stone, took off the yellow paper and looked at it, there were a few words written on it: "Under the big tree in the forest, please!"

He looked up into the distance, and sure enough, he saw a big tree in the distance, rising high in the woodland, so he stepped on the freshly burned grass, pulled out the charred bushes, and drilled towards the big tree.

I finally got under the big tree, and there was a large piece of flat ground in front of me, the size of two rooms, the ground had been stepped on hard and flat, and there were small cracks, and there were stone benches and stone tables around it, and there was an old hammock on the tree, like a place for a hermit to practice. The tall pine tree in the middle, whose bark was about to fall off, looked like it had been struck by man, smooth and soft, and the lame man, lying on a boulder, crossed his legs, and ate the remaining duck meat with his hands little by little, as if the wildfire outside had nothing to do with him.

"Stinky boy, the fire is out?" said the lame. didn't get up to look at Lingwa.

"Yes, extinguish uncle! Many people came up, they were scared away, and the fire was extinguished by itself!"

Lingwa hid behind the big tree and said loudly.

"Hey, why didn't you kid get caught on fire? How did you escape?"

"I, I, I escaped by hiding in a crack in the rock—" Lingwa just wanted to say, I had eaten the "Fire Prevention Pill"?

"Boy, lie! I heard you call, what did you call for?"

"Call mother-in-law, be afraid, call mother-in-law if you are afraid!" Lingwa insisted while hugging the tree.

"Is your mother-in-law very powerful?

"No, no, of course Uncle you're amazing! Of course you're amazing!" Lingwa said with a long-lost smile.

"Then why don't you call Uncle and Mother-in-law?"

"I'm used to it, I'm used to calling my mother-in-law - next time, I'll call my uncle next time!" Lingwa said quickly.

"Say, how did the fire go out?"

"It's burning and burning, and if it can't burn anything, it goes out on its own, haha!" Lingwa touched her head and said.

"Fart!"

When the lame man heard this, he sat up and roared angrily:

"You kid is talking nonsense, if it weren't-if it wasn't for Ben Shuai borrowing the 'Mountain Piercing Arrow', I would have burned your turtle grandson to death! Hmph-"

Lingwa saw that the lame man was unhappy, and hurriedly said,

"Uncle is magical, uncle is smart! Uncle is still powerful, you are the most powerful in the world!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something, and he knelt on the ground with a bang and kowtowed:

"Uncle teach me, I want to learn from you!

"Go, go, go! What hasn't you learned, what has you learned? Get out of the way—"

After saying that, he lay down again and tore the blackened duck.

Lingwa begged again: "Uncle accept me! I must listen to you, I must study hard, I must not be afraid of hardship, I am not afraid of tiredness, I am not afraid of anything! You will accept me, uncle?"

"Take you in? You kid doesn't even know chickens, why do you take you? Get a duck and no wine, Ben Shuai is not happy to eat at all, why do you accept you? If you want me to teach, I'll teach you? If you think beautifully, get out of the way!"

"Uncle, next time, I will definitely get you a chicken and soju, definitely!" Lingwa saw that the cripple refused, and she was anxious, and she agreed to any condition she hated.

"Get roast chicken, talk about good wine!"

The lame man shook his dirty legs proudly, and pointed to a stone water tank next to him, and said,

"Go, help me get some water and come back, help you kid put out the fire, there is no water in the old man's tank, use that wooden bucket to carry it!"

When Lingwa heard this, "Ah, fetch water, then you can get down the mountain!" This time and again, it is almost dark, so what else is there to do on this day? Besides, the bucket is so big, thicker than my waist, can I carry it on my back and climb up?

"What's the matter? I'm afraid of being tired?" Seeing that Lingwa didn't react, the lame man sat up and looked at him again and asked,

"You kid help me fetch water, Lao Tzu helps you fetch firewood, it's different! You fill the water tank, Lao Tzu promises you a bundle of high-quality firewood, and also asks the black donkey to help you carry it!

Seeing that Lingwa still hasn't moved for a long time! The cripple is impatient again,

"Get out, get out! I don't want to pull it down, I don't want to ask you kid! Get out, get out!"

Lingwa saw that she drove herself away, and thought to herself, this lame man has miraculous powers, and can shoot "arrows through the mountains", if I learn it one day, then I will be invincible in the world, who would dare to bully me!

So he turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth, and said loudly:

"Okay, no problem, I'll go fetch water now! Uncle, don't worry! I must fill the water tank!" he got up, wrung up the clumsy barrel, and went out of the woods.

"Hey, boy, it's your own willingness, it's not Ben Shuai who forced you!"

The lame man looked up to the sky and said loudly.