Jiaohua

Chapter 75 Nowhere to Run

These horse thieves love to drink strong wine, the stronger the better.

Aunt Fang didn't dare to brew too strong before, for fear that they would come over and do terrible things when they were drunk.

However, it was later discovered that the Dragon Tiger Hall was farthest away from the stone bridge in the back mountain, at least the farthest point on the mountain except for the east hill, and even if there was trouble, it would not come here.

Moreover, these horse thieves are not friendly to themselves, have serious internal strife, and have a violent personality.

Frequently, they would break out into fights themselves.

So this wine, Mrs. Fang simply went to the strongest brew.

How many can die.

She has the deepest malice towards these people.

The planks were taken back.

Everyone looked at Aunt Feng.

"Is that so?" Liang asked, "Is there anything else we need to do?"

Aunt Feng hesitated and said, "There is the last one, which is even more terrifying than this."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at her solemnly.

"Speak." Aunt Fang said.

More and more wine was floating from there, and the air was filled with a lot of oil and gas in addition to the strong smell of wine.

No one dared to move, lest the woman in Tsing Yi throw the torch down.

The horse thieves who were not far away also seemed to have noticed something and looked back.

Seeing the woman in Tsing Yi on the mountain, everyone's expressions changed greatly.

"Ghost!" Someone even shouted.

Zhao Ning's expression was cold, and he lifted his eyelids lightly to look.

The little servant who just called "Ghost" couldn't help swallowing.

Everyone looked at her, and the torch in her hand, and then looked at the flood of water over there.

Can it burn in the water?
"Hey!" A crisp call sounded.

Everyone followed the reputation.

The monkey-like girl went up to another roof and was standing there with great interest.

With one hand on his chest, he waved a small paper stick with the other.

This little paper stick, Mrs. Bian, is familiar to them. It is a commonly used fire zhezi in the backyard.

Everyone jumped in shock and widened their eyes.

"What do you want to do!" Bian Yuanxue shouted.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and blew lightly at Huo Zhezi.

The spark became bigger and brighter, and Xia Zhaoyi threw it gently towards the water surface over there.

As soon as the light of the fire met the large oil stains floating in the water, the fire burst into flames.

"Run!"

A horse thief screamed.

At the same time, the torches from the woman in Tsing Yi were also thrown down.

The red fire was almost extinguished in the air, but it was also sporadic fire.

The concubine and maids screamed in shock, piercing their ears, and crowded into crowded places, forming a crowd.

The position where Zhao Ning stood was on the northwest side, and the place she threw away directly cut off the way for these women.

The water on the mountain rushed down, and the soaring waterfall on the edge of the cliff also splashed a large amount of water, which pushed the water to surging, and there were also the fires floating on the water.

The women ran to the east in a panic, and some of their hair and clothes caught fire, screaming and rolling into the water below.

Although there was a lot of stagnant water, it was only around the knees. They were rolling hard, but the flames behind them were roaring.

The rapids rushed down, together with the flaming flames on the water.

There were a lot of people surrounded by the firelight, and they were choked and coughed again and again, and they had to prevent the stream of water with fire from rushing in.

In the easternmost Luoxia Garden, Jinzhi saw the fire from a distance, and hurriedly dragged Aunt Liu with Du Xiang and ran outside.

The sixty or seventy horse thieves who were gathering in the Dragon Tiger Hall heard the sound, and when they saw this, they jumped in shock and turned around and ran towards the east hill.

The courtyard houses along the road, those who had been dipped in wine or lamp oil in the wine rain just now, were all ignited by this raging fire.

The main gate is where the water flows meet. At this intersection, the water is extremely turbulent, and the water flow forms a turbulent flood, which washes down from the steps here.

The horse thieves who had just chased after the girls all quickened their pace, jumped over, and ran to the east hill.

The women in the back came running screaming, there was no difference between maids and aunts, they were scrambling to be the first, pushing and shouting, and they were caught up by the fire one step at a time.

Xia Zhaoyi had already climbed up.

"You went down on purpose to lure them out." Zhao Ning stood beside her and asked.

"Yes." Xia Zhaoyi replied.

"Do these fires only burn on wine and oil?"

"Ah."

"It's gone after it's burnt out. Now it's raining again, and even those houses can't be burned." Zhao Ning said in a low voice.

"Do you feel sorry?" Xia Zhaoyi raised her head and looked into her eyes.

Zhao Ning's expression was flat, and his eyes were cold as he looked at the fires that were about to be washed down the mountain: "How can we not regret, these people, all deserve to die."

"No regrets," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "this is just the beginning."

Zhao Ning paused slightly and looked at her.

The top of the east hill was full of people, watching the fire in shock.

There were also some horse thieves in the Dragon Tiger Hall, standing on the steps and looking towards them.

"Help, help me."

"Give me a hand, help."

There are still many people in the water, most of whom have burned their hair and clothes, crawling in the water in pain.

Those clothes were scorched and stuck tightly to their flesh, making the flesh hot and painful.

Those who survived were all pale, and many people sat directly in the water.

"That girl, that girl..." A horse thief said in a daze, "She is really evil."

Bian Yuanxue was almost out of breath, her hair had long been messed up, and it was scattered all over her body. The surroundings were noisy, and her eyes were blank.

At this time, the flow of water seemed to slow down a bit, and there was not much water coming over there.

"Where's the water?" Aunt Zhao said.

Aunt Liu also looked over, and Jin Zhi and Du Xiang supported her tightly.

"Did you think," Du Xiang suddenly whispered, "the feet seem to be shaking..."

After her reminder, everyone bowed their heads.

"It seems that there really is." A servant said.

A strong unease came to her heart, Madam Bian blinked, raised her head and looked up the mountain.

Everyone followed her line of sight and looked over.

The tremor became more and more obvious, and for a moment, the mountain wall that was so high that it couldn't see the top suddenly broke open, and the rushing water burst out with a large number of stones, rushing towards all directions.

"Run!" Someone shouted in shock.

The crowd spread out and ran out, east, west, northwest, everywhere.

The torrents poured down and poured from the sky, and people were like skinny ants, and they had nowhere to escape.

There were screams and panic, and it didn't take long for it to be completely submerged by the flood.

Hong Tao rushed to the farther foot of the mountain with everything he could wash away at the top of the east mountain.

The huge movement made the jailer wake up from his dream, feeling as if the world was different.

But it's obviously very noisy, why does it feel very quiet.

After a while, he realized that the sound of the waterfall beside the dungeon was missing.

At this time, he heard a sound behind him, and he picked up a candle, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

For a moment, there was no one in the cage.

He turned his eyes and looked around, and in the dim yellow he saw that the stone gate over there was slightly open.

There is a secret way!

The pawn climbed up, and there seemed to be a hole in the secret passage, and those sounds came from here.

He stretched out his hand and forcibly broke it against the wall of the cave, using all his strength.

Suddenly, the entrance of the cave was pushed open by him, and the water rushed in in an instant.

The candles got wet and extinguished, and he ran away in a hurry.

When Liu Sanniang heard the voice, she raised her head, her eyes widened instantly.

"Let me out! Let me out..." Liu Sanniang cried.

The wind blows high, and it rains heavily.

The long wind swept across the mountain, and among the undulating grass and tall trees, those barren tombs were peaceful and tranquil.

(End of this chapter)