The townspeople's shouts were so loud that they could drown out the sound of the thunderstorm on a thunderstorm night.
"Burn her to death!"
This voice was mixed with the sound of the thunderstorm and screamed like crazy. These ordinary people, who were usually weak and frail, were as strong as iron under the thunderstorm. It seemed that they could not feel the coldness of the night.
At first, Bai Song didn't know what the townspeople were doing.
Seeing the somewhat crazy crowd falling into silence for a moment, I just felt that these people were a bit inexplicable and sad.
The next second, the fire on the street became more intense, and the flames burned directly through the awning several meters high. Heavy raindrops fell into the fire, instantly emitting a string of burnt smoke.
Bai Song happened to be downwind. When the wind blew, it couldn't carry away the ashes wetted by the rain, but it brought a strange smell.
No one except Bai Song can know this taste.
Suddenly, Bai Song thought of something, and couldn't help but feel numb all over, and his pupils suddenly widened.
This smell is of plastic!
This is a taste that does not exist in this world!
Only exists in that rose!
"Burn her to death! Burn her to death..."
The shouts of the townspeople continued, and Bai Song suddenly went crazy and rushed into the rain, running towards the fire scene on the long street more than ten meters away.
"What are you doing?!"
In the rain curtain, Bai Song roared at the top of his lungs.
But how does one person's voice compare to hundreds or thousands of voices?
And in the sound of thunder and rain, it disappeared in an instant.
Along the way, Bai Song couldn't feel his heartbeat in a trance, and all his energy was concentrated on the high awning.
Bai Song rushed into the crowd, knocking over countless people, and finally saw the fire under the awning.
A flower-like girl suddenly appeared above the fire, standing monotonously at the top of the crowd, with flames on her body, but gradually became smaller under the wash of the heavy rain, but her body was already charred in countless places.
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Her pretty face that should have been pink and tender was covered with soot, and a ball of white cloth blocked her mouth, making it impossible for her to utter a single hum. Her dull eyes seemed to have noticed Bai Song's arrival, and she looked in his direction with tears in her eyes.
I don't know if it's rain or tears, but when looking at Bai Song, there are different signals.
That's asking for help!
"You bunch of beasts!"
Bai Song roared and rushed into the fire, hugging Ping'er down from the middle of the fire regardless of the flames under his feet.
Fortunately, it was a rainy night. After the fire burned through the awning, the momentum of the flames weakened, so Bai Song was not harmed!
Everyone looked at this scene, and their eyes flashed with anger at the sudden appearance of the people.
"Slandering the Great Immortal is punishable by death!"
"Slandering the Great Immortal is punishable by death!"
The shouts around him lingered like ghosts. How could Bai Song have the intention to care about his surroundings?
Bai Song kept patting the flames on Ping'er's body that had not yet been extinguished. The rope that tied her had long been burnt to black and fell apart with a light touch.
"Girl! Girl..."
Bai Song shouted twice with a trembling voice and took off the cloth ball from her mouth, which was already bright red.
Bai Song knelt in the rain, her heart pounding like a knife. Although the fire on Ping'er's body had been extinguished at this moment, the injuries on her body...
This is just a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old!
Where can it withstand such devastation?
"Don't worry, Brother Bai is a miracle doctor, he will definitely cure you!"
"Bai...Brother Bai..." Ping'er opened her mouth, her voice weak.
Bai Song quickly put his ear to it and heard Ping'er whisper: "My parents don't believe it...but Ping'er believes it...then...those are all lies."
"Ping'er! It was me who harmed you!"
Bai Song's cries were left in the rain. The little girl closed her eyes in Bai Song's arms, leaving only a half-burned rose.
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Bai Song was knocked unconscious.
When I woke up, I was already in my room.
The rain has stopped, it is a sunny day, the town has returned to calm, and is even more lively than before.
In order to send off the immortals of the Holy Lotus Sect, the townspeople brought out the best things from each family to entertain them.
The whole town was busy and celebrating.
Everything is like a dream.
But Bai Song's heart was as dull as ice. He stood up and wanted to leave, but found that the door had been locked.
The movement inside immediately attracted the attention of people outside.
A member of the Holy Lotus Sect sneered and stared at Bai Song from the window: "Huh, Deputy Envoy Bai, right? It's quite hidden. The Holy Envoy has investigated everything clearly. You didn't kill Li Miao at all, but secretly
Let him go. You are the spy of the imperial court!"
Bai Song's heart sank, knowing that what he was most worried about had finally come to pass.
"I have a Baihua Pill here." Bai Song said calmly, looking coldly at the increasingly greedy face of the believer outside the window, "If you are willing to help me invite someone over, I may give you this Baihua Pill.
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The believer immediately changed his expression and asked urgently: "You...who do you want to see?"
"Wong Tai Sin. You just need to invite the person here and I will say a few words to him. I will not try to leave or cause you any trouble."
The man's heart immediately moved, he looked around, temporarily called someone over to watch, and then went to find someone by himself.
Bai Song just stood at the window, watching silently.
Looking at the empty stone benches in the courtyard, it seemed that Ping'er could still be seen squatting on them.
The corners of Bai Song's eyes were wet. Ping'er's death was his fault. If she didn't tell Ping'er the true and false things, she would not be so naive as to tell the truth to her relatives. Even if she said one more thing,
Let her keep it a secret, and let her not tell others easily, and what happened last night will not happen.
Everyone here is the murderer of Ping'er!
Bai Song clenched his fists: "Ping'er, I will definitely avenge you."
After waiting at the window for a quarter of an hour, Wong Tai Sin was finally called.
After not seeing each other for a day, Wong Tai Sin seemed to look better, with a smile on his face. He greeted Bai Song in the room from a distance: "Hey, Mr. Bai, why do you still have the time to see Pindao? Don't worry too much.
Worried about yourself?”
"Didn't we agree that you and I would cooperate before? I have a more advanced trick here that requires a partner to complete."
"Haha..." Wong Tai Sin laughed, "Didn't you say yesterday that Pindao was all a liar? We must expose Pindao. Why has it suddenly changed now? You don't think you can save your life this way, do you?"
"You don't have to worry about how I can save my life. I just don't know how you can save your own life?"
"Stop scaring poor Taoists here."
"You won't forget that someone poisoned you when you were injured, right? You don't think that no one in the Holy Lotus Sect wants you to die, right?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Taixian's face darkened: "What do you know?"
"Think about it for yourself, your life was hanging by a thread before, and now it's me who's been betrayed. There is always some connection between us."
"You...you mean the Holy Envoy of the Southern Territory?!"