Chapter 140 Burning

Fire? Yes, it's fire.

Wu Da suddenly became excited when he saw the fire. Only flames can purify everything. He should set off a torch to burn Mochou Hall, so that the six bodies will die without evidence, and I, who narrowly escaped from it, have a lot of words. No, no, no, it's not enough to burn up the Mochou Hall. That's really too conspicuous. What I want is... a fire that can burn the whole rouge alley. As long as this is the case, everything will be said.

Wu Da was excited about the idea he had. However, how is this possible? What Wuhan University has is only a flame in the cloakroom. If this fire is brought out, Mochou Hall can be burned, but the whole Rouge Lane is absolutely impossible to do it.

You should know that even if the flames are burning smoothly, there will always be enough distance between buyers and sellers to prevent each other from being implicated in the fire. He even emphasized this point during the meeting of the Chamber of Commerce. Now Wu Da remembers what he once said, which is really regretful.

But he also understands that there is basically nothing to say to him about how to build shops. Everyone has been struggling in the business field for so many years, and there is still a little vigilance of fire prevention, and it is not uncommon for this kind of fire to destroy all the property.

Wu Da had no time to think about this. He was surprised to find that there were a lot of cardboard on the walls around the cloakroom, which seemed to be isolated from these cardboard for fear of returning to the tide on the wall. After all, no one would decorate this dark cloakroom. This cardboard is usually easy to use, but now, But it became a hotbed of flames.

The cardboard did absorb a lot of water. When the flame burned, you could hear the desperate cry of the water inside, and the flame became more and more enthusiastic under this cry, so happily singing, shouting loudly, devouring the cardboard with the joy of victory, and everything that can be burned. Burning objects. Now, the flame has occupied two-thirds of the space in the cloakroom. If Wu Da does not leave, it will immediately swallow Wu Da.

Wu Da understood that the fire in Mochou Hall was unstoppable. He quickly walked out of the door of the cloakroom and there was a copper lampstand next to the stairs. Instead of candles burning on the lampstand, it was lit with oil lamps. Although the light of this oil lamp is not as bright as a candle, it looks very unique here. And it is very important that oil lamps are cheaper than candles, so merchants like to use these things to fill their facades in the lobby.

Specifically, when guests enter the door, under some dim oil lamps, they probably can't see the flaws on the faces of those prostitutes, and when they really enter the room to do things, they often want to burn themselves (harmoniously) and how to do those things. Wu Da thought secretly in his heart.

This oil lamp decorated with the facade will become the fuel for the destruction of the Mochou Hall today. Wu Da went to the lampstand and pushed hard in the direction of the cloakroom. Although the lampstand was quite heavy and Wu Da's physical strength was greatly consumed, but after all, Wu Da was born as a bitter child, and his strength was not boasted, so he pushed the lampstand down.

The light was very small, and it shook slightly while Wu Da pushed it down, and then went out. The lights of this kind of lamp will not burn too vigorously, one is to save fuel, and the other is to prevent fire. Lamp oil flowed out of the lampstand. This kind of lamp is called Changming lamp. Although it is impossible to achieve real Changming, the oil in it is also not added for ten days and half months, so there is quite a lot of stock. Wu Da judged from the outflow of lamp oil that the oil in it should have just been added for two or three days.

At this time, the flame in the cloakroom has rushed out and is lighting the door that once brought a lot of trembling to Wuda, and the lamp oil slowly flowed along the ground.

The flame seemed to be a greedy beast, and his keen nose smelled the smell of lamp oil. He sniffed it around and sprayed his tongue frantically into the lamp oil, wanting to enjoy its gluttony feast. Under its provocation full of desire, the lamp oil flowed faster and faster. Finally, in a burst of flames, it came into contact with the lamp oil that had covered the floor.

Then, in the sight of Wu Da, the flame rushed out along the lamp oil. When the red flame advanced rapidly, it turned blue. After flowing throughout the range of lamp oil, it burned up and turned into a knee-high flame. At the same time, the flame kept crawling around and devouring all the objects that could be swallowed.

The stairs that Wu Da just walked down slowly twisted and howled in the flame, and finally squeaked in despair, and then burned up.

So far, even if a large number of people find that Mochou Hall is on fire now, it is impossible to fight it. Wu Da knew that the cloakroom was also surrounded by pure wood, and the flame would burn around the room, and there were more things that were easy to burn in the lobby. All of this needed a reason for fire to turn into flames.

Yes, just one reason is needed. Wu Da sometimes even feels that the life and fate of most people are waiting for such a reason. As long as there is a suitable opportunity to burn and a suitable reason for burning, countless people will turn into flames after a short wailing like the things in this lobby, and then become more tyrannical and fierce. Degree and behavior to devour the fate of others.

This reason and opportunity may be the emergence of a god in the new world. After waking up, Wu Da suddenly felt that what he had done was not unreasonable. Maybe he was really a rescuer. If not, why did he get the blood stone on the night when the comet appeared, swallowing the blood stone, and gain his long-awaited ability?

The ability to control the fate of yourself and others.

However, Wu Da understood that now that he is leaving, he has no ability to kill for a moment. If someone runs out of the sea of fire, the matter will be out of control. So Wu Da turned around and almost rushed out of the gate of Mochou Hall and ran to the street of Rouge Lane.

The rouge alley is really deserted. Although there are still all kinds of lanterns hanging in the brothels by the roadside, the gorgeous woman who came in the afternoon has disappeared. I don't know whether it's because of the cold or the lack of guests. Maybe it's because of both.

Speaking of cold, Wu Da tightened his clothes. The little man's clothes were very unfitting and thin. In such a winter, he suddenly returned to the past. In those winters without cotton-padded clothes, it seemed that the clothes he wore at that time were thinner than now. And in my impression, the winter of Qinghe is also colder than Yanggu, but at that time, I have never been afraid of the cold of winter, because there are many people around them who don't even have clothes.

Yes, there are some families in Qinghe County, and each family has a total of a pair of trousers. At that time, they also endured the winter and it was not so bad. Wu Da gritted his teeth and seemed to use these memories to tell himself that he was just wearing this thin clothes back to the Guihua Tower. Yanggu County was not big. When he first arrived here, he walked through every street in the county and rented his residence in the lowest place. Later, with the help of kind-hearted people, I moved to an empty house on Purplestone Street. Although the rent there was higher, after all, the living conditions were better. At least when I toss Pan Jinlian at night, I was no longer afraid of suddenly hear something from the neighbors.

No, I don't have to walk back to the Osmanthus Building. Wu Da suddenly figured out that if he walked back, it would be suspicious. He just needed to walk somewhere else, and then hire a sedan chair to carry me back to the Osmanthus Building. It would not be so cold in the sedan chair, and he didn't have to walk, as long as he put up with it, he would fall down.

Wu Da was very happy to think of this. He casually touched the purse in his arms. Unexpectedly, he felt it empty. At this time, he remembered that he was in a hurry to take off his clothes when he was in the cloakroom just now. The blood-stained clothes became heavier than usual, so when he took them off and threw them around, he could not feel the weight of the money bag. That is to say, the silver coefficients were thrown in the cloakroom, and the cloakroom at this moment was even osmanthus. The buildings are immersed in the sea of fire.

That's more than 70 taels of silver. Wu Da also clearly remembered the amount of money in the wallet. When he came out to play, he thought that the money was enough to spend wine. After all, the money was enough to hold a good banquet in the Osmanthus Building, but Qiu Yan actually told himself that he wanted 300 taels. Although Wu Da knew it was blackmail, now he suddenly went to the real brothel. I'm interested in how much the normal price should be.

It doesn't matter. You just need to ask Liu Lin or other clerks of Guihualou. Wuda knew that many clerks have spent silver on women, but with the clerk's meager income, they can actually find women. What should be the price? Wu Da was puzzled.

Wu Da looked back at Mochou Hall. He really wanted to go back and find the silver out of the fire. Even if it was melted, the silver could be spent. But Wu Da, who looked back, was shocked by the scene in front of him. Mochou Hall has completely burned in this short time. Now you can see the beating flames from the window from the outside. The flames have obviously burned to the second floor, and the wood building made a sad burst in the north wind. They are turning to the flames. Give in.

Wu Da suddenly realized that the houses selected for these skin-selling enterprises were not very good. Maybe the house was originally built by themselves, so they did not choose thick trees like the Osmanthus Building in terms of wood selection, but many broken boards. These things are usually covered, and there is no difference. If there is no accident, it is just not as strong as the osmanthus building. But the flame is this kind of accident that can identify authenticity. Broken boards are much easier to burn than the whole section of thick trees. The spliced cracks also provide the best fast passage for the flame, and those bricks become insignificant in the flames.

Just when Wu Da figured out the cause of the flame, the outside of the Mochou Hall was also completely burning. The whole Mochou Hall was wrapped in flames, and it was completely impossible to see what it looked like.

At this time, some people came out of other brothels. Most of them are women. They should be prostitutes doing skin business on Rouge Lane. Mochou Hall is so hot that it is no wonder that it shocked them. Fortunately, there were also some other brothel mini-squats who heard the sound and stood in the middle of the street watching, so Wu Da did not look particularly eye-catching. He knew that at this time, the key was not to be too conspicuous, and then find a chance to leave, so he hid himself in the running boy.

These little ones don't talk much to each other. Looking at their clothes, it can be seen that they should belong to different brothels. A dangerous signal suddenly flashed in Wu Da's heart. Since the clothes of each brothel are different, can it be considered that these clothes are unique to that brothel? If so, isn't wearing Mochou Hall's clothes have something to do with this fire?

Wu Da raised his eyes and it is estimated that there are more than a dozen people who came out to see the lively. The clothes they are wearing are almost the same. Although they are slightly different when they look carefully, it is almost impossible to watch it carefully. No wonder, after all, there are only a few cheap fabrics in the world, and it is also very difficult to make so many completely different clothes.

Just as Wu Da was about to relax, a hand was suddenly put on his shoulder, which made Wu Da smart. He almost instinctively shouted and used all his strength to attack this person. But reason has stopped this extreme behavior of Wuhan University. There are more and more people on the street. Now even if you have the strength to kill this person in one move, it is difficult to escape. Calm down, calm down.

He restrained himself to turn around and look for the figure who patted himself on the shoulder. This is a person with a sharp-billed monkey's cheek, and his clothes should be a servant in a nearby brothel.

Wu Da has never really heard the little one in the brothel speak, which makes him a little not know how to speak. However, he has heard in private what the clerks of Guihualou said, and when he was selling pancakes, he also dealt with those market scoundrels a lot. I think they should talk about the same.

"What are you doing?" Wu Da was not polite and did not look directly at the sharp-mouthed monkey-gled man, but tilted his eyes and looked unshaved. Say less, make less mistakes, just say two words, horizontally, no one would have thought of saying such a thing, but it would be a guest who came to Rouge Lane to play.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-gripe did not feel angry because of Wu Da's rudeness. On the contrary, there was a smile on his face: "Oh, why is your Mochou Hall on fire? Is it still so big? Why didn't you see anyone running out?"

This sentence made Wu Datian dark.

Shit, there must be a logo of Mochou Hall on this simple dress, which is now recognized by people. Looking at the appearance, this man is just an ordinary little man. Since he can recognize me as a person from Mochou Hall at a glance, it means that there must be a fixed mark on the clothes, and even the position may be fixed.

Where the hell is it? If it is daytime, Wu Da will definitely look at his body carefully. It's better to take off his clothes to check where the mark is. But it's night. Although there are lanterns in front of every broth house in Rouge Lane, the light is not enough to find those small traces, not to mention that Wu Da can't take off his clothes now. My underwear is still stained with blood. As long as you take off your clothes, everything will have to be exposed.

What is more difficult to deal with than the logo is the little one in front of us. How should I answer correctly?

"Oh, I'm scared to ask you. It hasn't been long since you were in this industry." The sharp-mouthed monkey-growed man showed a proud look: "You don't have to worry about losing the guy who eats. Let me tell you, we who are servants in brothels are actually very popular. After all, this job is something that many people don't want to do. In fact, what is this? If you live in a pile of women every day, the girl will fall in love with you and come with you. Although this is often conditional, it is much more cost-effective than those who come here to play with girls. Therefore, even if Mochou Hall collapses, you can find any place on this Rouge Lane, and still have a safe income to earn money, have new milk (harmonious vertical and horizontal) to touch, and often be a groom. What's wrong with it? So brother, don't be afraid. If you don't think you can do it, come to our place in the future. We have recently come to several new girls from the Western Regions. The milk (harmonious vertical and horizontal) is very round, and half of their bodies are crisp. When the little man said this, he made a shaking movement all over his body, as if he had really touched the thing that made his body numb.

Wu Da felt that this little man was really sad, and this was the sadness of the lower class. That kind of lowly woman wants to kneel down to serve herself, but this little man is happy to have something to do with these women by chance. He feels happy because of this kind of lowly thing, and this little man is also a lowly person. But Wu Da knows that these things can't be broken. The key now is to leave Rouge Lane as soon as possible. It's better to kill this little man. After all, he saw his face and knew that he was standing outside the burning Mochou Hall in Mochou Hall's clothes late at night.

"Brother, what you said is good." Wu Da thought that he could only use some strategy to kill this little boy without a helper. But I'm not going to go down in this industry. It's too dangerous. You see, I left here for a while, and the Mochou Hall burned up. If I were here, I wouldn't be able to run out. I have an 80-year-old mother who is unowned. What can I do without you? It's too dangerous to work here.

"In fact, this is inevitable. 'People sit at home, and disaster comes from the sky'. There is no danger in doing anything. In this rouge alley, all three teachings and nine streams come to play with girls, and naturally there will be more evil things. It's not surprising that you are junior and have never seen such a thing. In fact, this is not the first time that the whole brothel suddenly burned up. The sharp-billed monkey-gled little man shook his head gently and patted Wu Da on the shoulder at the same time.

Oh? Not the first time? Wu Da thought quickly in his heart.