in the room.

Some people were rummaging through all kinds of items, some worthless dishes and chopsticks were broken casually, and miscellaneous rags and quilt covers were thrown directly on the ground, looking like they were looking for something important.

Xiao Lan was lying on the ground.

【Bang!】 】

The door was kicked open, and the ordinary wooden door couldn't stand the kick at all, and it was kicked down directly.

"Is there one?"

"Nope."

"Did he find it?"

"There are only a few dozen taels of silver, and nothing else."

The man who kicked in the door looked inside the room and threw the torch directly on the futon on the ground.

"Okay, I've already ordered it outside, there's nothing in the room, let's go."

As he spoke, the one who kicked the door turned and left.

The person who was looking for something in the room lifted the whole bed and looked at it, and made sure that there was nothing special abnormal, so he threw the bed directly and went out.

The fire in the room has already begun to burn.

Two more clay pots were thrown in from outside the door, one on Xiao Lan's corpse and the other on the futon.

The clay pot cracked, and the fire broke out!

In less than half a minute, the fire spread to every corner of the room.

When the nearby neighbors saw the fire on this side, they were so frightened that they hurriedly called for help.

After all, the fire is together, and I don't know how many neighbors will suffer!

"Let's go out of the water!!"

"Come on!"

"Let's go out of the water!"

Watch as everyone nearby runs towards the place where the fire started.

The expressions of the two who set the fire were very calm.

It doesn't matter to them how many people are homeless and how many years of hard work will be burned.

Even if everyone behind them shouted for a long time, it didn't delay the two of them chatting while walking.

"What are you going to do later?"

"Hey, didn't this Xiao Lan say that he wanted to take the silver to go shopping, and now that the silver is in my hands, then I'll let the silver go where he should go."

"Okay, you go, I'll listen to the book later."

The two of them were talking, and in less than a moment they came to the outside of a house.

However, these two people didn't go through the main entrance, and went directly over the wall when no one was at the entrance of the alley next to them.

The courtyard wall is very high, and when I came in, the courtyard was full of trees, and the two of them were wandering around in this forest.

When they walked, both of them had their eyes closed, and they could see that their chests did not rise and fall until they walked out of the woods.

In the middle of this forest, there is a separate garden.

The garden is paved with an offbeat type of brass, which can be seen to have been weathered by the wind and rain, but there is no rust.

The small piece of ground left is planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

The two of them stood outside the brass floor, not daring to step forward.

"What did you find?"

Behind the two of them, a voice that could not distinguish between men and women sounded.

Neither of the two heads dared to reply:

"Everything is normal, except for a few dozen taels of silver on him, which is the same as usual."

"Martial arts is still the third-rate martial arts that is cultivated, and there are no more things at home that shouldn't exist."

"The only accident that happened today was that he was forced to ...... Or that he voluntarily got into a fight with someone else and was not injured. ”

There was a moment of silence.

"Who is the person who fought him?"

"A new rookie on the rivers and lakes, named Fang Xing, has good martial arts among the younger generation. The most famous thing is to have a good horse that will be enjoyed. ”

It was quiet for half a pillar of incense again.

"You two, go and kill him tomorrow and try him."

Hearing this order, the two of them hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed their hands, indicating that they received their orders.

After these two men left.

A figure suddenly appeared on the brass floor.

A plain green skirt completely covered her legs, with a thin waist and a tall figure, wearing a pair of long white silk gloves on her hands, revealing her baby-like white arms.

The upper body slightly exposes the collarbone, and at a glance, you can tell that it is a good skin raised by pampered talents.

The only thing that doesn't match is a necklace around his neck.

The woman picked up the necklace with her gloved hand and rubbed it for a long time.

With a light touch, the necklace opens.

The woman just stood and watched.

"Chasing?"

The red lips opened slightly, and the woman muttered to herself:

"Do you want to tell the others?"

As soon as the words fell.

The man has disappeared where he was.

On the top floor of a certain teahouse.

A girl of only seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting at a desk in a loose nightgown and writing.

However, the pen used for writing is different from other people.

Not a brush.

Instead, it is made of clear oil mixed with pine smoke.

This ink is not a short strip used by readers, but a stick.

The girl wrapped the ink strip in the paper and quickly wrote something on the paper.

While writing, he hummed a song in his mouth, and the slippers under his feet were half-worn and hung on the girl's toes.

After writing for a while, I put what I wrote aside.

Move your wrists and stretch.

"It's good to be young, I eat and drink a lot every day, and my body is getting better and better."

The girl tilted her head, looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and said with some doubts:

"Flowers?"

"Why did you come to me?"

"Aren't you busy weeding every day?"

The woman known as "Hana" walked up to the girl and glanced at what the girl had written.

"I've warned you not to reveal things from other worlds to this world."

"Including the stories you wrote, as well as the finale poems."

"[Book], you shouldn't be so careless."

As soon as the words fell, [Hua] shot directly and took away what had just been written.

[Book] was a little anxious, so I snatched it back.

"I have changed these stories myself, how can this be discovered?!"

"If you change it, I can see that you wrote this is the book version of Harry Potter!"

"I've replaced all wizards with qi practitioner templates!"

"After that, you still wrote Avada Suo's life!?"

[Flower] directly shot and destroyed the stack of things written in front of the [book].

"We haven't seen each other before, and I won't stop you from passing on those reviews and stories."

"But now that we know each other, these things can't."

"Also, your writing has always been good, can't you write original?!"

[Book] lay on the table with some grievances, covered his chin with his chest, and replied lazily:

"The original plot costs my brain and I haven't flowed yet, so I don't want to write it."

Looking at the [book] lying on the table.

Hana looked at her chest and was a little envious.

"Those who come to this world are fleeing for their lives."

"Doing your best not to expose unnecessary information is not just your own business, and it is not just your own life."

Speaking of which.

[Flower] stepped forward and rubbed [Book]'s head like a cat.

"My storyteller has been discovered."

"I need you to get the news to the others as quickly as possible."

"Then, cut off all contact with me from everybody."

(End of chapter)