The man's cursing never stopped from far to near. As his cursing, the flames became louder and louder, and the fire of the prairie fire had burned to a radius of hundreds of feet.

Yan Qing felt a little scared. If the fire was really burned continuously, would it be considered a sin?

"It's a sin, it's time to have a son, I'm not too much, I'm not too much..." Before he knew it, the man had walked to Yan Qing. He focused on the burning fire, but he didn't find Yan Qing in front of him.

This is an old man, over fifty years old, but his hair is not white. He used to be a man with good spirits. But now his face is declining, and his eyes are filled with tears.

He rarely cried for decades, should this be the first time, right?

"Old man, don't scold me so badly. I didn't deliberately indulge in anger..." Yan Qing wanted to be angry, but he couldn't bear it when he looked at the old man.

"What? Who!" The old man looked around and looked around for a long time before he found Yan Qing under the horse. Yan Qing looked vertically and looked like a gentleman. He squinted his eyes for a long time, and finally sighed:

"Young man? Why do you set fire? You know that the wind blows the fire can't be burned."

Yan Qing pointed to the fire in front of him and said innocently: "Old man, there are so many wolves just now, and they have to eat my horse and eat me. I really had to set the fire..."

"This..." The old man lost his anger. He was a kind-hearted man from the northwest. He quickly turned over and pulled Yan Qingguan over and asked, "Let me see, has he been bitten by a wolf?"

Yan Qing felt an inexplicable touch in his heart. The old man's actions seemed to be a father caring for his son. What a wonderful love in the world?

"It's okay for people to be there, but my horse—"

"Oh! It's good that people are fine!" The old man sighed and turned around and rode on the horse again. He comforted again: "I made an impulse mistake when I was young. You had to burn the fire in order to save your life. This... no wonder you!"

Yan Qing curled his lips. The old man is so kind. Good deeds should be rewarded. He decided to say, "Old man, although I did not do it on purpose, I will not evade responsibility. I will compensate you for all the losses of Liaoyuan. Don't be sad anymore."

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Young man, you think this matter too simply again. Where is this grassland belonging to alone?..." He didn't want to talk to Yan Qing anymore, so he left one last sentence: "I want to go to the town to call someone to put out the fire. You go quickly, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Old man, please take me with me..." Yan Qing reacted and wanted to chase him, but the old man had already rode his horse and whipped him away.

How long is it to the town? Can you walk with your feet? He sighed and hurriedly ran away with the old man's footsteps, at least now there are still people who guide him.

However, before he could run for a quarter of an hour, he stopped aware of it... How could his legs beat four? The old man had long shook him far away, and even the sound of horse hooves were left behind. The fire of the prairie burned the sky red, and the air was filled with the extremely choking smell of smoke. The ashes of embers scattered in the air, and it seemed that a black snow floated down the sky.

Yan Qing covered her mouth and nose with a veil, and the ash in the air was choking and poisonous! Another purpose was to cover up his identity. Can the old man notify such a big fire of prairie? The sky was burning red. Is it necessary for everyone to know that the grassland was on fire?

Of course, you must be careful if you have too many people and eyes! This is a bit of a mistake and a mischievous girl... If it weren't for her that she had so many troubles?

Yan Qing sighed and was about to continue exploring and moving forward, but then a noisy shout suddenly came from the front - saying that Cao Cao had really arrived!

A large group of people rode their horses, both men, women, young and old. There were all kinds of farm tools, hoes, sickles, and wisps tied to the horse's back... It was really big!

"Hurry up, hurry up, Erzhuzi, why are you going to do there? Cut it from outside!"

"Uncle San, please bring more people to the left and don't let the fire burn into our village!"

"Damn, where are the people in the town? Where are the people from other villages?"

"Don't worry, Lao Zhang is going to shout, let's control the fire first, and remember, don't lose your life!"

...

The hundred people quickly and in an orderly manner divided into two groups, and ran left and right toward the fire. They wanted to temporarily control the fire by double-teaming.

They passed by Yan Qing, perhaps because they were too focused on the fire, and Yan Qing and the others in front of them did not notice it.

"Hu..." Yan Qing sighed again. He was the only one at the scene of the crime, and he was an outsider. He clearly exposed his identity as the murderer.

I have to find a place to hide! This is the only thought in his heart... But when I look around, where is the bare place to hide?

"Bit..."

Suddenly, a horse's hooves came from afar again, and it was really lively tonight!

Yan Qing held the sword in his hand and said no matter who the hell was. He did it and did it. So what if it was a wrong thing? Do he have fewer mistakes? One kills one, one kills one and one pair!

"hiss--"

The horse's long neigh was tall and familiar. A galloping brown shadow flashed in the fire, and his agile steps and tall appearance were not the good horse under his seat?

"Haha, my good friend, you came in time!" Yan Qing jumped onto the back of the horse and immediately rode away.

It is obvious that the previous number of people, the Bailai people were just villagers coming from nearby. If they can escape them, they may not necessarily escape the people in Hankou Town. The same thing is said, there are many people and eyes, try to avoid them, and try to avoid the trouble and killing!

Yan Qing just wanted to detour away from the fire, but when he walked halfway, he found that there was only one left on the road under his feet - the road leading to Hankou Town, and the rest of the avenues were blocked by the fire...

This will make you very old. If you continue, you will definitely meet the people in Hankou Town. For some reason, he always has a premonition that Hankou Town is not as simple as a small town.

"Hurry, it's right in front!" Suddenly someone shouted at the top of his voice! His shouting was even more disturbing than the noisy steps-

There is a road, and meeting is just a matter of time.

Hankou Town almost mobilized people from all over the town. It was a large town with thousands of people. The people in front were each holding fire-fighting tools. Some people behind them even drove a carriage to pull a bucket of water. The buckets were the size of a bathtub. A carriage pulled two buckets, and the team of carriages lined up in a long row!

What a fucking spectacular!

Yan Qing was afraid that he would have been trampled on so many pairs of eyes. At this moment, he had a sudden inspiration and took the initiative to ride a horse to meet him.

"Oh, you are here. Uncle San and the others are worried about not having enough staff!" Yan Qing pretended to be anxious. He got off the horse, anxious but did not lose his respect.

He only saw a middle-aged man walking forward with a thorny beard, his eyes were very sharp. He looked at Yan Qing, then looked at the horse behind him, and said suspiciously:

"You are not from the East Village? Your accent is not like the Northwest."

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes. He said that he hated people who speculated on his identity the most because they were not qualified at all.

"Master Liu San, he is not from Dongcun, he is from my family...son-in-law!" Someone hurriedly stood up and explained, and after careful observation, he turned out to be the half-brother who Yan Qing met before.

"Lao Zhang, is your daughter married?"

"Tsk tsk, how do you find an outsider?"

"Oh, it's a pity that your daughter is a little smaller and not worthy of it!"

...

It seems that the daughter of the Zhang family is very beautiful, and when they hear the marriage, some people are happy and some are worried. Yan Qing was really shocked by this identity. The son-in-law... It's such a distant and unfamiliar title.

"Hmph, what do you know? My son-in-law is the white...white...white...white?" Old Zhang blinked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, why do you always forget that your son-in-law is from Baiyun City!"

"Oh, by the way, Baiyun City, you're still doing big business. I've been back to my parents' home for the New Year in recent days, so--"

"Okay, okay, who has the time to get rid of the trouble at your home? Hurry up and put out the fire!" Master Liu San disappeared his suspicion after a few hustles. Instead, he pointed at the prairie fire in the distance, and ordered at the top of his throat:

"You can't delay any longer now, just plan to put out the fire as you say on the road. Don't be lazy, otherwise no one will be able to bear the blame if Miss Zhao blames you!"

Everyone was already ready to move. After Liu Sanye ordered them to pick up tools and separate them from each other. Women and young men began to mow grass along the periphery of the fire, and men followed the carriage and carried buckets deep into the burning land... In short, the division of labor was clear and the movements were quick. I believe that there were many people and the power was great. This natural disaster would be rescued soon.

Old Zhang handed Yan Qing a sickle and pulled it to the side of the side. He ordered while mowing the grass: "Young man, why don't you hide your sword quickly? Master Liu San's eyes are so smart!"

Yan Qing was reminded that his sword had been exposed from his robe at some point. He was quite embarrassed and covered his long sword, wrapped his robe tightly and bent down to cut and draft it like Lao Zhang.

"Young man, are you also those who are 'gold-seeking' in the northwest of Central Plains?" Lao Zhang asked suddenly.

"Uh, you misunderstood, I'm just a traveler."

"Oh? Are you alone?"

"Yeah, alone."

"Are you so capable? This northwest has a lot of right and wrong, and the water is deep. You are a young man..."

"Old man, a person's ability does not need to be very good. What is important is his good luck. For example, I met you today - I have to thank you today." Yan Qing successfully pulled the topic apart with thanks. He would never say the purpose of this trip because of a stranger, even those who have helped him.

Lao Zhang didn't care too much, he said generously: "It's nothing. I have lived for most of my life. I have never missed it. You young man must be not a bad person!"

Yan Qing praised and said, "It is said that men in the northwest are hospitality, but it is true that they meet at first sight today!"

Lao Zhang waved his hand, and he was sad for a while before saying, "Young man, don't make fun of us. You have heard those people just now. They look down on you outsiders!"

"That's their superficial..."

Lao Zhang sighed lightly: "You can't say that, those people are still young. They were born in the northwest and were naturally xenophobic. My northwest was very prosperous in that era, and they were willing to do business in both the north and the south of the Yangtze River..."

Lao Zhang was a businessman before. He opened a ranch that was not too big and small, mainly shepherded. He even said that his wool was sold to Suzhou City in the south of the Yangtze River. But later, with the changes of the times, Zhuolu and the northwest seemed to have become a shadow under power. The terrain here was not good and the products were not rich. Over time, it was shelved and abandoned... Lao Zhang's wool lost its sales, and now he has to live by selling some mutton.

"The northwest always quarrels that he can build a city himself, but look at this scattered sand, alas..." Lao Zhang sighed one after another. He was powerless and wealthy, and could only watch the world continue so chaotic, helpless.

Yan Qing never wanted to swallow the northwest? But how easy it is? It would be much easier if Baiyun Mountain was flattened...

"By the way, young man, after saying so long, you haven't told me what your name is?"

"My name is Yan Han. I am indeed from Baiyun City. My family happens to be in business. I also want to see if there is gold and silver in the northwest that I can pick up..."

"Hehe! Very good, then you have to go home with me!"

"Uh...go home?" Could this old man really want to recruit him as his son-in-law, right?

"Young master, don't think too much. I'll go to my house to avoid the limelight these days. The girl Zhao in our town is not easy to mess with. She will definitely come to hold the matter accountable. Besides, New Year's Eve will be in two days. Where can I stay alone outside, right?"

Yan Qing only has the so-called Miss Zhao... a local snake? But is it a girl?

Unless she is a girl with a scorpion heart, she will never have the ability to be a local snake!

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Chapter completed!