Ayan Puka's first reaction was that it was impossible.
In this place of reeds, if you grab a handful of mud that can rub your hand, people will get rheumatism after living for a long time.
As a natural formation, the least thing it is afraid of is fire attack, because the fire can't burn at all, and if it is forced to ignite, it can only emit thick smoke, and it will be extinguished in a while. Unless a dozen barrels of kerosene from the Western Regions were transported and sprinkled along the river, the kerosene was so light that it could float on the water.
But the black paint of the Western Regions was unpleasant, and it could be smelled from a long distance. There was no difference in the wind before.
Ayan Puka said sharply: "Don't run around, Filza, go and see."
A young man responded and immediately jumped out of the window.
The river channel in the depths of the reeds is very narrow. Back then, the refugees built houses on the slightly higher Tingzhou, dug soil elsewhere, built up a little along the river channel, and also found relatively flat stones to make waterside stones. steps, for three swaying boats to dock.
Now the boats are gone, one of them has been found, it is lying in the flower field in the fire.
The hull was broken into four pieces, and the flames were burning in the broken position.
There is a shed made of wood in the flower field. This is to keep out the rain. Now the frame of the wood shed is also on fire, and the flames are darting forward along the wooden slats. There were also pieces of black smoking charcoal scattered on the ground, which was a good charcoal for heating in winter. It took a lot of effort for the people of Xiliang to quietly transport them in. They were added to the furnace in autumn and winter to prevent A Furong from freezing to death. As a result, all the charcoal was thrown out and was lit. If the soil and weeds were not too wet, this place would have become a sea of fire at this moment.
The young man named Filza was so angry that his eyes were red, he shouted, and broke the burning wooden shed.
The fire was small, but the smoke was billowing.
"Who set the fire?" Filza asked, picking up a man from Xiliang who was busy putting out the fire.
"I didn't see it. It was so dark that I came when the fire was on."
The people of Xiliang were also shocked and angry, and blurted out, "Could it be those slaves who are playing tricks?"
Filza slapped him and said angrily: "They can't even get enough to eat, and they still have the strength to set fire? What about the people who look after the flower fields?"
Felca's martial arts are very high, and he is the leader of the younger generation. Although the people from Xiliang who were drawn by him are also the sons of powerful and powerful people from the eight major surnames, but which ancestors of the people here are inferior? There are several descendants of the royal family. At this point, aren't they all squatting among the Han people and commoners, squatting in broken places where the moisture can penetrate the bones this winter
Filza's fist is big, and most people are afraid of him.
"It's not a slave, isn't that a foreign enemy?" The beaten was not popular, and he took the bucket and went to put out the fire.
In fact, the people of Xiliang here don't know the origin of A Furong. They only heard Ayan Puka say that this is a kind of disturbing Mora thing, and it is a holy medicine from the six desires of the vanguard. It's okay to smell it. It is refined into a medicinal pill, and those who do not practice at home will be fooled by the devil and fall into the Avici Hell.
Xiliang people believe in gods and Buddhas, and they have even seen people who died tragically during Ayan Puka's drug test. This makes some people fear A Furong, while others are madly chasing these safflowers, like Bay Ye who respects Ceylon Classics, the pursuit of the devil's magic weapon brought by the Tianzhu merchants is general.
This is not a human thing!
In addition, as the leader of "Zamp", he cherishes and attaches great importance to A Furong. There was a slave who accidentally broke the flower branch when watering, and lost his life directly. Now the flower field is burnt to pieces, and there is a wooden boat that I don't know how to throw in. Everyone is frightened and scared. They are afraid that Ayan Puka will be angry, so they hurriedly put out the fire, hoping that the loss will not be big.
But when I entered the flower field, I found that most of the plants were lodging, and the flowers were torn off and scattered in the soil.
Filza's eyes darkened.
"what-"
The people of Xiliang screamed in surprise, not even daring to step forward.
In the distance, there was another panicked shout, and the warehouse was also flooded.
The warehouse and the flower field are not on the same land at all, and the boat has to make three turns, and the fire can only be seen from a distance.
This is by no means something a slave can make.
Filza's expression changed suddenly, he took a step back, and quietly hid in the dark.
—Because he is young and capable of martial arts, Filcha often goes out, and he also catches some Jianghu people to come back to test medicines and bring them to Piaoping Pavilion to “supplement” the killer, so he has heard rumors related to Meng Qi, and he knows more about the rumored Jianghu No. 1 The master Qingwu ancestor may all died in the hands of Meng Guoshi.
He is not stupid, the monks in the entire Mojiati Temple can't stop a Meng Qi, what is he
Filza dodged vigilantly, and ran to the house where the discussion was held just now.
Only Ayan Puka, who has learned the highest martial arts of Mojiati Temple, can defeat the famous Meng Guoshi.
"Zamp, Meng..."
Just as he was about to step into the threshold, and the eager words in his mouth started, Filza felt a strong wind coming from behind, followed by a strong force that dragged him to the roof.
He struggled desperately, and when everyone grabbed it, they only saw Filza's kicking legs and a word for Meng that was changed in pitch.
"Hula."
A few tiles fell, and Filza was nowhere to be seen.
It's Meng Qi!
Meng Qi is here!
The old minister of Xiliang with white hair and beard in the room rolled his eyes.
"Don't mess up, withdraw along the waterway." Ayan Puka had to stabilize his heart, he said solemnly, "I'll go and hold people back."
As if receiving amnesty, everyone picked up weapons in a panic, and jumped out of the window without even daring to leave the door.
Ayan Puka didn't even look at the comatose old minister, he walked to the door step by step, sneering in his mouth: "Why did Meng Guoshi come silently, the humble house is poor, there is no good wine or tea to treat, I don't know how to fly Have you ever been to the Yinjia Brewery by the Zhaoxi River in Heshan? The peach blossom brewed there has the flavor of Chu capital in the past.”
His voice was filled with inner strength, and could be heard clearly from a radius of three miles.
The face of the Xiliang man who was fighting the fire changed greatly, and he ran directly to the pier.
The so-called wharf is just a small river bay where boats are parked. There is also a stone slab between each house, some are swing boats, some are just small sampans, and there are more than a dozen in total. The ____ does not work.
The pieces that were broken into pieces and half submerged in water had clearly been destroyed by someone.
"… Fight!"
Xiliang has a ferocious nature, they can't walk when they see it, and there are only a few who jump into the river and run away.
When they wanted to come, Meng Qi definitely didn't come alone, maybe there were people from Yichu or guys from Fengxing Pavilion. As long as Ayan Puka confronts Meng Qi, they will not pay attention to the people next to him.
The fire gradually got smaller, only the smoke thickened.
Because of the dense foliage, the place was originally pitch-dark at night, but now the voices are cluttered, and the coughing is so persistent that it is impossible to tell how many intruders there are.
They began to shout loudly in the words of Xiliang to avoid accidental injury.
At this moment, there was a loud noise, the roof in the center of Zhouzhu was broken, and a figure rushed out.
It was Ayan Puka, he pretended to be walking towards the door, but in fact he suddenly exerted his strength halfway through and burst out of the house, using 120% of his strength in one palm.
However, Meng Qi was not nearby, and the palm of his hand snapped off a large locust tree that the two of them were embracing, and the branches slanted towards the roof.
Ayan Puka dodged and stepped on the tree trunk, ready to look down and look around to find the enemy.
Just when he made a move, there was a gust of wind in his ears, like a gust of wind blowing through the woods, and like a huge creature flapping its wings. Ayan Puka turned back suddenly, and saw a large black shadow wiped the branches and fell into the smoke, looking like a bird like a mountain eagle.
"No-no!"
Ayan Puka blinked, and then realized that it could not be the goshawk he was familiar with.
There are only such big eagles on the grassland snow-capped mountains. Although there are many birds and birds in Feihe Mountain, their size is much worse.
Ayan Puka quickly recovered, but it was too late for such a momentary loss.
The icy blade of the sword pierced his back silently. If Ayan Puka hadn't clamped the blade with his muscles, he would have lost control of the sword. Become a cripple who can't stand up.
Rao is so, this injury is also very critical, because the sword is still in the flesh, and the person holding the sword is even more difficult to deal with.
Ayan Puka couldn't turn around, and his body couldn't use force casually, and he even had to use the force of this sword to save forward.
One flees, one chases.
The sword could not advance an inch, nor did Ayan Puka escape.
He could only force his infuriating energy, and he did not hesitate to injure his meridians, causing the sword in Meng Qi's palm to be shaken out by a force.
After escaping from death, Ayan Puka didn't have time to heal his injuries, bleeding from his lips, and backhanded the weapon from his belt.
Meng Qi would not give him a chance to breathe, the sword swayed, and it was an airtight net.
When Ayan Puka saw the tricks, his heart was full of anger, and the wound on his back was burning with pain. He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I didn't expect that Meng Guoshi was a villain who could sneak attacks from behind."
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said casually, "Neither you nor me are people in the world, what are the rules of the world to abide by, and why are you not allowed to attack from behind?"
Is it a joke to not allow sneak attacks to commit major rebellions or lead troops to fight
"you-"
Ayan Puka hesitated, he wanted to ask the black shadow that looked like a goshawk before.
Did Meng Qi already know his details? Otherwise, why would someone disguise a goshawk to disturb his mind
Taijing Dragon Vein, is it possible to know the Dragon Vein of Anahduo Mountain
Impossible, the goshawk said that he had never seen the Taijing Dragon Vessel, or even used the real face near Taijing!
"What, surprised?" Meng Qihao said calmly.
The two of them fought faster and faster. The Heartfelt Sword and the Blood Bone Mace brought out afterimages one after another. The purple and blood color intersected. The ground was full of messes. The strong wind left imprints on the tree trunks that were several inches long. .
"Zamp, kill him."
Some people from Xiliang shouted loudly, and everyone responded with a bang.
They didn't see that Ayan Puka was injured. It all happened too fast just now, and his eyesight was not good enough to see anything clearly.
The trees are shadowed, and the smoke is dense, but these people seem to have forgotten where they are. They wish that this is the prosperous capital of Xiazhou, the country of Xiliang decades ago.
In the majestic and magnificent Buddhist temple, countless monks form an array with sticks, the leader is dressed in splendid clothes, and the children of the royal family are dressed up. The arrogant and arrogant national teacher of the Chu Dynasty came from afar.
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There was a large roll of cloth in the warehouse, Mo Li thought about it, put it on and prepared to try Ayan Puka's reaction
The gerbil was overjoyed and gave a like.
Gerbil: The doctor won't hurt people in the back, I'll do it for you.