Dark clouds are pressing overhead, and there is a vague thunder and roar.
The most popular people gradually disappeared around Huancai Pavilion. On the streets there were only drunkards shouting and drinking, businessmen rushing after partying all night, scholars reciting poems, and young people who hunched over each step and seemed to be nodding their heads to the ground.
Old peddler.
In the Cishu Fairy House next door, there are still prostitutes singing: "Silly Junjiao, my brother! Pinch us two with a piece of yellow mud, one for you, one for me..."
Guier Cai Qiantie was humming along with the music when he suddenly felt someone pinching his neck, as if he was using an iron band to hold the disobedient girl. It made the pain unbearable.
"Don't scream."
"No...dare not."
"Have all the madams fallen asleep?"
"Everyone is asleep... I've been busy for a day over there, so I have time to come back and rest..."
Before Cai Chiantie could finish speaking, his neck had been strangled.
The body fell against the wall, right next to the urine he had just released.
His eyes were filled with whites, his tongue stuck out, and he was licking the urine bit by bit amid the residual nervous reaction.
Qin Shou'an continued to move forward with Hei Ji and Bai Ji. The two turtles came out from the corner and saw Qin Shou'an and the three of them. Before they could scream, Hei Ji had already cut their throats with a knife.
The blood sprayed directly to the corner of the eaves, and then condensed together like a rainy day, dripping line by line.
"You go pour the oil on it." Qin Shou'an ordered Hei Ji and Bai Ji.
"You can squeeze it and it will look alive, you can squeeze it and lie on the same bed. Break the clay figurine into pieces, and then wet it with water to make it heavier..."
The song next door was still singing sweetly, and Qin Shouan broke into the old madam's bedroom.
"Who!"
The old bustard Kyoto Flower, who is in her forties, is sleeping soundly with a young turtle son in her arms.
She was at the age where she was "sitting like a tiger on the ground". Even if her bones were sore from taking care of Ci Shu Xianfang today, she would have to let Guizi make her feel comfortable several times before she would give up.
Suddenly, she felt someone barging in with a big stab. She couldn't even see the person's appearance, but her head had been decapitated with a knife. The blood flowing was as natural and soft as her plump flesh.
The great head rolled down and blood flowed all over the bed.
The somewhat voluptuous and lean Guizi covered the word "Grandma" in his mouth and pretended to be dead in bed. However, he was pierced by a long knife and nailed to the wall. He twitched a few times and died.
Qin Shou'an took the long knife that he had taken from the nurse, and without even looking at it, he went to other bedrooms and killed all the "Second Mother", "Manager Turtle" and other stewards of Huancai Pavilion.
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The smell of blood mixed with the strong smell of fire oil gradually spread, causing people nearby to start sniffing in confusion.
There were no prostitutes in Huancai Pavilion tonight, and the girls who were not pretty enough to enter Cishu Fairy House rarely had time to rest, so they left early.
In the best room in the pavilion, Cui Yuangui, Zhang Daiqing and Song Ludao were surrounded by seven or eight naked girls.
"Girl, wake up, I'm here to kill someone."
A girl lying next to the couch was awakened. She was drowsy and vaguely saw a veiled man calling her in a soft tone. She couldn't help but curl her lips slightly. How could she meet such a warm young master?<
/p>
Qin Shouan patiently woke up one by one, and the girls gradually woke up. When they saw a man in black holding a bloody knife in front of them, they couldn't help but scream one after another.
For a time, the spring scenery in the room is extremely beautiful. As long as a young woman wears some clothes and has a subtle style, she will be a beautiful picture.
You must know that there are not many women who can still find no flaws even when they are naked. Obscurity and concealment are more able to stimulate desires blessed by imagination.
"Everyone, go out, go out... If there is any gold or silver that falls in the building, remember to take it with you. It doesn't matter if you steal something by the way... Anyway, I have killed all your madams and turtles.
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Qin Shouan put order in order, "Get dressed before running. It's a bit cold at night. Remember to drink more hot water..."
Watching the girls running out and the building becoming noisy, Qin Shou'an stabbed each of the three people who had not woken up.
Just as Hei Ji guessed, Qin Shou'an is best at stick skills, and he is also proficient in many kinds of weapons. Just like his calligraphy, he can become a GM master by practicing various weapons casually.
With three cuts, their lifeblood left their bodies without any delay. Because the cuts were precise, if they found a famous doctor like Chen Yizhai within twelve hours, they would definitely be able to connect them.
It's a pity that we don't have this opportunity.
"Ah..."
"Oh oh oh——"
"Ugh!!!
A little worried that their screams would form a dream linkage of "Ah Oh, uh, uh," Qin Shouan also shoved to cut off them.
It is a pity that they lost consciousness directly and did not crawl on the ground like some tragic figures in history, writing several words "miserable" with their fingers in blood and died.
"It's probably because of their long-term use of red opium grass ointment that their bodies are weak and unable to do this." Qin Shou'an thought for a while, figured out the reason, and dropped the long knife in his hand.
After killing three people, Qin Shouan left the room. Hei Ji and Bai Ji had successfully set the main building of Huancai Pavilion on fire. The fire was raging and filled the sky with red light.
Soldiers have already arrived on the street.
Every three hundred steps or so in the alleys of Longyin City, there are military patrols, consisting of five soldiers. In addition to fire prevention, their main responsibility is to extinguish fires.
Supervise the fire ban on weekdays. If someone needs to burn paper money to pay homage to the deceased at night, they need to report to the military training shop.
At this time, the soldiers from all over came to support them, and they also brought small water dragons that were easier to carry.
Amid the din of fire, the sound of gongs was loud and harsh. The watchman dutifully went from door to door beating the gongs. This is the duty of the night watchman.
In a city filled with a large number of bamboo and wood buildings, watchmen have a heavy responsibility.
Qin Shou'an did not make the watchman faint in order to make the Huancai Pavilion burn through, nor did he stop the soldiers from using sand to create a fire-proof area.
Because his main goal is not Huancai Pavilion.
Many people in the surrounding houses have been awakened. Some people are wearing coats and standing in the yard to watch the excitement, while others are worried about the spread of the fire and are actively preparing to put out the fire.
Qin Shou'an had investigated beforehand and found that the fire would only completely burn the Huancai Pavilion. After everyone was awakened, they took precautions in time and the fire would not spread.
Cishu Xianfang and Huancai Pavilion were originally from the same family. There was a fire here, and Cishu Xianfang was also alerted. The clients who stayed overnight were worried about the spread of the fire, so they ran out one after another, while the girls and the turtles were called to put out the fire. p>
"Where are all the people? Where are they dead?"
"Fight the fire!"
"Water dragon!"
"Hurry up and notify the Submersible Fire Army!" The Submersible Fire Army is a more professional fire-fighting department than Pubing, and has more powerful water dragon cannons than civilian water dragons.
Stacks of water dragons originally prepared for Cishu Immortal Square were also carried to Huancai Pavilion. Under the operation of young and middle-aged workers, the water dragons roared and sprayed water, overwhelmingly spreading towards Huancai Pavilion.
Qin Shou'an, Hei Ji, and Bai Ji were already standing on the top floor of Cishu Immortal Square watching the excitement.
"Have you found the warehouse of red opium ointment?" Qin Shouan asked.
"No."
"The three Cui Yuangui mentioned in your letter should know about it."
"..." Qin Shou'an coughed lightly, "Rong Qingshu must also know. If we talk to him later, he might be willing to tell us."
Seeing that no one was coming in or out of Cishu Immortal Square, Qin Shouan was about to light a fire when a drop of water fell on the back of his hand.
One drop or two drops...
Three drops and four drops.
Gradually countless...
It's pouring rain!
From the time Qin Shou'an noticed the raindrops on the back of his hand to the pouring rain pouring down, it was only two or three breaths.
God’s calculation is worse than that of man.
Qin Shouan's original plan was to use Huancai Pavilion to set fire to attract attention.
Wake up the prostitutes in Cishu Fairy House to avoid hurting innocent people, and then use up the water stored in the fire dragons of all parties, then set Cishu Fairy House on fire.
By then there is no water in the fire dragon, and water will be pumped from the Nanhuai River to replenish it, and Cishu Immortal Square will be almost burned out.
In order to prevent the fire from spreading to the surrounding residents and preventing the prostitutes and clients inside from escaping, Qin Shouan chose to pour kerosene on the eaves of each floor.
The fire came from outside, one layer after another. It was enough to burn Cishu Immortal Square to the ground, but it would not leave anyone with no time to escape.
The raindrops were like copper beans, and the tiles that were hit were clanking, and the fire intensity in Huancai Pavilion was visibly reduced.
"What should we do now?" Hei Ji frowned, "The kerosene has been washed away in the water."
It is a rare opportunity to participate in an action that is truly heroic and loyal, eradicates evil and has a strong Jianghu atmosphere. It seems that she is a real Jianghu person walking between the law and morality. Hei Ji finds it interesting, but God is really a little open-minded.