Chapter 27 Natural and Man-made Disasters

In a firewood house in a quadrangle compound.

Bhuzan sat down cross-legged by Virujaya.

Virujaya took a long breath, constricted his breath to the extreme, and recovered his internal strength with an extremely slow method of internal movement and pranayama, as for the injury, he could barely support it for a moment.

Buzan regained his strength on the sidelines, alerting him to movement around him.

In the blink of an eye, it was sunset and dusk, and the sky was getting darker.

Virujaya slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Disciple, when is it?" ”

"Back to Master, it's almost time!"

Virujaya's eyes were deep, and he could not see joy or sorrow.

"How's it going outside?"

Buzan: "I didn't notice anyone lurking nearby, so I should be safe!" ”

"Don't be careless, get ready, and we'll leave at night."

As he spoke, Virujaya looked at the pile of dry wood around him and let out a sad laugh.

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Yang Ling was calm, compared to ordinary teenagers, he was a little more calm, lying on the eaves like this and never moving, deliberately avoiding the blind spot of pedestrians' vision.

Seeing that the sky is dark and the full moon is high, the night in the town is not as prosperous as in the big city, and at night, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and they have returned to their homes, and few people go out.

And the little guy who played the watch had to go out early to report the ring, beating the gong without a sound and shouting loudly.

Except for the moonlight, which illuminated a few open areas in the whole town, the dark corners were dark and terrifying.

Suddenly, a firelight suddenly lit up in the dark night, like a firework in an instant, flying high, and then fell to one place, just when Yang Ling was puzzled, seven or eight firelights were thrown high and fell into whose courtyard.

Suddenly, the flames soared into the sky, and several open flames were scorching, illuminating the whole night.

"Not good!"

Yang Ling reacted at this time, and immediately jumped down from the cornice, and rushed towards the place where the firelight flew in a few arrows.

After a few tossing and turning, he had come to that place, and suddenly felt a black shadow flashing in front of him, and he immediately flew out, and a long sword was placed on the other party's neck, and he burst out: "Who! ”

"Rao... Spare your life, no... It's not me, it's not me, I'm ...... I'm just a subordinate of the Li Mansion, and when I see the torches flying in the backyard, I pass... Come and check it out. ”

At this moment, the person suddenly felt a cold on his neck, and the whole person was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he opened his mouth to reveal his bottom.

Yang Ling was also stunned when he heard this unfamiliar voice, and then withdrew his long sword, crossed the wall, and jumped to the highest place of the Li Mansion.

At this time, a fleeting aura appeared not far behind him, and he suddenly froze, turned around and chased after him.

Sure enough, in the light reflected by the fire, I saw two overlapping figures passing by, it was Virujaya and Buzan.

Yang Ling knew that they must be the ones who set the fire, and he couldn't help but be furious in his heart, he couldn't imagine that they were so despicable, and they actually used other people's lives as bait to cover their escape.

At this moment, I finally believed Lin Yuanda's words, and this Tibetan monk couldn't stay or be spared.

"Oh no, he's chasing him!"

Buzan also noticed Yang Ling's figure and couldn't help but exclaim.

Vilu Shaye smiled coldly: "It's okay, run to the house that is on fire in front of you, don't the people of the Central Plains have any benevolence, righteousness and morality, let him see this human tragedy, whether the life of the old man is important, or the lives of this group of innocent people are important." ”

"Good!"

Buzan did not have much resistance to this, although they were monks, but they died only a ray of sentient beings, rather than live in the world and taste the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death, it is better to help them to be freed, this is a calamity, but also a new life.

Yang Ling secretly hated in his heart, raised his sword and chased after him, seeing that he was about to catch up, the other party turned around and got into a narrow alley, Yang Ling chased after him without thinking about it.

I saw Buzan carrying Virujaya on his back, leaping vertically and horizontally, and jumping into a high-walled mansion.

Yang Ling flew in, and suddenly a wave of heat rushed to his face, and then, the wailing and screaming sound all over him drilled into his ears, like a magic sound, making Yang Ling, who had never seen such a tragic situation, tremble with fright.

The terrible screams, the screams for help from the sky, and even when he saw two burning men running in front of him, he hit the wall in a panic, and the blood remained on the wall, which instantly condensed into blood marks, and fell headlong, and after a while, the corpse turned into charcoal.

There is no wailing, no screaming, but it is still shocking and terrifying.

Yang Ling only felt that he was extremely tyrannical at the moment, and the killing intent in his heart was almost condensed to the extreme when he looked at Vilu Shaya who was sneering in front of him.

"I'm going to kill you!"

This was the first time he wanted to kill someone desperately.

His eyes were bloodshot red, and the whole person jumped out like an arrow from a string, and in the firelight, a dazzling sword light flashed.

Instinctively sensing the crisis, Virujaya hurriedly turned around and flashed, jumping aside from the back of his apprentice Buzan.

I saw that the silver light was as bright as the moon, and the cold and piercing killing intent penetrated the hearts of the people, and with a miserable scream, the blood arrow flew by, and one arm was thrown high and fell to the side.

Before Buzan could react, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and then leaned to the right, falling and rolling on the ground.

Virujaya was shocked and sent a chill down his spine, if he hadn't reacted fast enough to dodge and deviate the figure of his apprentice Buzan by a few inches, otherwise, the other party's sword would have to split the two in half.

Yang Ling was in a state of rage, and completely ignoring Buzan's situation, he raised his sword and attacked Virujaya.

At this moment, although he was extremely angry, but the sword was out of order, full of flaws, after dodging a few swords, Vilu Chaye poked out two fingers, firmly clamped the tip of his sword, flipped his wrist, twisted the sword body, aimed the tip of the sword at Yang Ling, and then pushed forward and stabbed, slamming into the opponent's chest, blood stained red clothes.

Before Vilu Shaya could sneer, Yang Ling quickly slapped a palm and slapped it on the other party's chest.

Vilu Jaya was suddenly struck by lightning, the old wound had not healed, and the new wound came again, and the whole person spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and flew upside down dozens of meters away.

Without either of them noticing, something slipped out of his chest and fell into a nearby flower bed.

Yang Ling's body shook for a while, and he fell to the ground on his knees, blood gushing out of his wounds.

It seemed that the tip of the sword had not penetrated into the shoulder bone by an inch, but the internal force and true qi contained in it had penetrated his pipa bone strongly, and he only felt that his left arm had completely lost consciousness, and he could not use half of his strength, and even the internal force could not be mobilized.

Virujaya also collapsed to the ground completely, unable to get up.

Buzan, who fell not far away, stood up with difficulty at this time, glanced at Yang Ling, but still didn't have the courage to make a move on him, and fled with the master on his back.

"Bastard, don't run!"

Yang Ling stood up with the support of his sword, and was just about to get up and chase after him, when he heard the voice of the fat monk coming from afar.

"Do you really bear the suffering of innocent people? If you have a clear conscience, then chase after it! ”

When Yang Ling heard this, he remembered the tragic situation he saw, and he was so angry that he clenched his teeth, and finally chose to return to the fire to save people.

Walking quickly to the backyard of the mansion, he only heard dozens of cries for help, and he could only rescue them one by one.

The sword slashed through the closed door, and a maid was seen lying on top of a girl, as if she had fainted, while the girl was still conscious, crying and screaming.

As soon as Yang Ling was about to enter the door, he was rushed to the door by a fire snake, burning and retreating.

He couldn't move his left arm, so he hurriedly blocked it with his right arm, rushed in, grabbed the girl with his right arm, grabbed the maid with one hand, and ran out.

They were put down in an open place, and then rushed into the other rooms and rescued them one by one, whether they were dead or alive.

It's autumn now, the weather is dry, and a fire will ignite a monstrous fire, but in a few moments, the fire has been reflected in half the sky.

I could only hear the street beaters beating gongs as if they were crazy, and shouting hoarsely as they ran: "On fire, on fire!" ”

In this era, most of the neighbors are harmonious, which is a confirmation of the saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, a family is in trouble, several neighbors help each other, hearing that there is a fire, the whole town is boiling, countless people get up at night, just wearing a cool underwear, and they come out with pots and pans to fetch water to extinguish the fire.

The strength of the people quickly stopped the fire, but it was not a momentary effort to completely extinguish the flames, but wherever there was a flame, some people shouted at the top of their voices.

Fires are difficult to extinguish, and the only way to control them and save people is to control them first.

When there is no combustible material in the vicinity, the fire will be extinguished.

Time returned to Yang Ling, and he almost didn't paralyze him, so he rescued twenty-one people, but in the huge mansion, how could there be only these people.

Some stayed away from the smoke and woke up slowly, men, bold enough to help Yang Ling rescue together, female dependents, or crying and hugging together, and some slightly strong, they found containers to find water sources to extinguish the fire.

For a while, the entire mansion was in chaos, and Yang Ling couldn't care about the people he rescued, he just hoped that under the engulfment of the fire, he could save one more life, and he was satisfied.

Creak!

Bang!

The fire has burned to the present, and there are already houses that have been overwhelmed and burned off the roof beams and pillars, and collapsed, and generally this kind of house, even if there are people, are not burned to death, but they will be stoned to death by the burning beams and columns.

After working so non-stop for nearly two hours, all those who could be saved were saved, and those who could not be saved were buried in the fire.

And some were lucky to be rescued, but in the end, they did not resist this catastrophe, and only kept a whole corpse.

Looking at the relentless fire, Yang Ling was silent for a long time.

At this time, the lord of the Zhou Mansion stepped forward with the support of his subordinates, and the old man burst into tears, clasped his fists towards Yang Ling, and was about to kneel down.

"Thank you, little brother, for my family, the little old man has nothing to repay, knelt down for you!"

Yang Ling came back to his senses, hurriedly supported him, and lamented: "I'm late after all, and many innocent lives in your mansion have been buried in this sea of fire. ”

Innocent?

Master Zhou was slightly stunned, and then grabbed Yang Ling's shoulder and asked, "Little brother means that this fire is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster?" ”

If there is no open fire and the source is not clear, it is called a natural disaster, and if it is man-made, it is a man-made disaster.

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