HBWnovel Chapter 120 Past Life: Sea of Fire
Chapter 120 Past Life: Sea of Fire
We lived in peace for a few days, and then the army returned to the city. He Shi wanted to follow the general into the palace to receive the reward, so I waited for him to come back at the Jiuyue Tower.
Maybe there was a celebration banquet, until the evening, when the Jiuyue Building was closed, I didn't see him.
Forget it, if I don’t have a chance tonight, I’ll see you tomorrow. I yawned and walked to the bed, reconciling accounts during the day, and now I feel like I can fall asleep.
I lay down with all my clothes on and fell into a dream.
In the beginning, it was a beautiful dream, and it was full of He Shi, laughing, pretending to cry, practicing martial arts, and writing.
It slowly broke down. I dreamed that I stepped into the swamp, and the swamp turned into magma in an instant. The tingling sensation of burning skin was very clear, and the pain felt like I was thrown into an oil pan to experience torture.
It was so painful, I felt that my calf was stuck in the magma and was about to be burned to ashes, so I didn't want to be tortured in this dream anymore, so I struggled desperately to wake up.
Opening my eyes suddenly, the room in the dark night is as bright as in the daytime, and the curtains on the bed are full of fire. I didn’t fall into the sea of fire in my dream, but I was really buried by the fire.
The flames spread to the quilt under my feet, and while the quilt was still intact, I picked it up and threw myself on the raging curtain, jumping out of bed in an instant.
Well, the superficial learning from Master He Shi can be regarded as useful, not to mention the lightness kung fu floating on the water, it can jump into the sea of fire flexibly.
After getting out of bed, the fire became weaker. There were no sparks inside the house, but the doors and windows were on fire. I picked up a chair and hit the door, but instead of the door being knocked open, there was the sound of iron chains colliding. the same.
Someone locked the doors and windows, and set fire to me on purpose! ?
At that time, for the sake of cleanliness, only He Shi and I lived on the south side of the second floor. Now it was late at night, and He Shi didn’t know if He Shi had come back.
The gates of the Jiuyue Building are locked at night, and the person who set the fire must have been someone in the building, but when I think about it carefully, I can’t remember who’s wages were missing or missing. Zhang San broke a big porcelain bowl and I came back because of He Shi. Glad he didn't deduct his wages!
I have accumulated so much virtue, why do people still come to commit crimes on my head.
I copied the stool, refused to admit defeat, and slammed into the door frame, even if I couldn't break the door frame, at least I could make some noise for people to find out.
"Zhang San! Cook! Help, it's on fire!"
At this moment, I understood that no one would come to rescue me if I yelled and broke my throat. I didn't expect my voice to be hoarse not on the wedding night, but at such an unlucky time.
I hit the door frame desperately, and the iron chain outside rattled, and suddenly, the sound became louder, as if someone was smashing it with me from the opposite side.
Someone is here to save me!
I suddenly ignited hope, my tired arms regained strength, and the stool was almost smashed to pieces by me.
Voices came from the opposite side.
"Where's the key! Give it to me!"
"Burn him to death, this black-hearted fox...you will marry Kunze from Chengbei's family..."
It was He Shi and the old oiran.
With just these two sentences, it was the first time I knew that He Shi would speak so loudly, and I also knew who set the fire.
The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't get close to the doors and windows, but it's okay, when the fire burns through the door, I can go out.
It's just that the smoke is too choking, and I have difficulty breathing. As soon as I inhale, I can't stop coughing.
The sound of slamming the door gradually disappeared, and I felt dull, and sat on the ground exhausted, and faintly heard anxious footsteps, followed by a cry, "Zhiyi, back off!"
I felt that the dizziness in my head was transferred to my limbs, so I could only crawl on the ground and crawl hard.
Hey, at this moment He Shi broke the door and came in, looking at me like a big meat bug, my beauty, my good character, have been wasted!
When I climbed out about two or three feet, there was a more violent sound of iron chains, the sound of splashing water, and loud commands from other employees.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, the blackened sawdust fell before my eyes, and I turned my head to look at the door. He Shi was holding an ax, like the old oiran's, but the ax felt that the gap had been cut and was dull.
He Shi dodged the iron chain and split the door open.
I really regret it now, why did I install such a heavy door here, it made our Shi's hands tired.
When I saw him, I felt relieved. The old oiran with fierce eyes behind him was ignored by me, and the back of his head sank and he closed his eyes.
When I woke up again, it was already dawn. I was lying on He Shi’s bed, and my calf was a little itchy. I saw that the medicine was applied and put aside. There was a burn. It was not serious, but it almost covered the calf. inside.
I wanted to speak, but I didn't know whether it was because of shouting or smoke, my throat couldn't make a sound.
I tried my best to speak, only to let out a little hoarse breath, He Shi had already sat down with water, I took two sips from his hand, and then moistened my throat.
first timing.
"Didn't it burn elsewhere...how much money was lost? That door is precious!"
He looked at me reproachfully, "Zhiyi's legs are bleeding, and his hands are torn."
I reached out to touch his face and found that my arm was extremely sore. It must be because I smashed the door too hard. "I'm fine, right?"
He avoided my hand, put the cup heavily on the table, knelt and sat in front of the collapse, and looked at me as much as possible, "It's my fault, if I came back a little earlier——"
"Nonsense!" I interrupted him, "You didn't start the fire. Let me tell you, it's not the most terrible thing to be dead. What's terrible is that people are alive and have no money."
I turned the subject back, "So tell Brother Meng quickly, how much money was burned, did the accountant forget it?"
"What makes a person's death not scary! What about me!" He frowned, and tears filled his eyes, "You've made a good plan. If you're dead, you'll leave me as your widow?"
This child, I said it as a joke, how can I take it seriously.
"Widows are all wives." I stretched out my hand with difficulty and wiped the corner of his eyes, "Call me Husband!"
Uh... this joke is not funny either, he is still frowning, his mouth almost shrunken like a wild duck in the moat.
I dragged my calf to rub against the edge of the bed for a while, and his eyes immediately flew to my calf, afraid that I would rub the wound.
I smiled, hooked the moisture from the corners of his eyes with my fingertips, and hugged him with my upper body, "It's not uncomfortable, am I fine? I'm joking, if you don't like to hear it, I won't talk about it in the future."
He responded to me muffledly, and hugged me for a long time. His already wide palms were pressed on my back, and a sense of peace of mind enveloped me.
Unfortunately, it was interrupted by the woman's sharp yell before it could fully cover it.
It was the old oiran, the culprit of the arson.
"I want to go in! I'm his mother, why don't you let me in!"
"Boss Meng! Meng Zhiyi! Why don't you let me in."
I was so disturbed by her that my brain ached, and so did He Shi, who helped me back to bed and lay down, saying that I was going to drive her away.
I stopped him, "You tell her to come in, if you don't make it clear, she won't let it go."
He Shi was reluctant, but he understood what I said, so he opened the door anyway.
The old Huakui's clothes and hair are messy, she seems to have aged ten years overnight, this distressed appearance reminds me of her standing calmly behind He Shi last night.
She seemed to have been standing there early in the morning, listening to my calls for help and my knocking on the door, indifferent.
I really don't know how to treat her. She is He Shi's mother and the one who "abandoned" He Shi. She is my elder, a poor person, but she is also the one who wants to set me on fire.
I'm in a dilemma.
She spoke first, "If it wasn't for you, my son would have married Kunze from the city and used his power to rise up. Now? You trapped him in the Jiuyue Tower!"
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