When Leng Linjiang saw He Dengglou's appearance, he missed Yao Yao especially on Yuhua Mountain. When he thought of Yao Yao, he thought of the missing flying slave, and his face darkened.
He Denglu shrank his neck.
It's over, Master Shaoyin is angry, and he has to torture him desperately to calm down.
He Denglou shuddered when he thought of Leng Linjiang's endless tormenting tricks.
Shocked and confused, He Denggou suddenly felt a sudden urge and blurted out: "Sir, I have thought of a way!"
"..." Leng Linjiang's face darkened even more. Bangchui suddenly became smarter. How could he torment people with this?
He Denggou was so immersed in his own quick wit that he was so complacent that he didn't notice that his young master Yin's face had turned black. He continued to show off his ideas with great interest: "I led the men to burn down the broken building. , I can’t believe they are still hiding in the building and can’t come out! It’s normal for one or two fish to slip through the net in the chaos.”
"..." Leng Linjiang opened his mouth and chuckled: "It's easy for you to set a fire. The building collapsed and the physical evidence was burned. What's the use of just arresting people?"
"..." He Denglu was speechless, looked at each other with the policeman, then slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized: "I understand my humble position."
"Sometimes, smoke works better than fire." Leng Linjiang finished. He Denggou was a smart man. With just a few tips, he was able to complete the errands smoothly and neatly.
He Dengglou responded energetically, "This kind of errand that costs no brains, no life, but can still be punished must be a pig's brain to fail."
The atmosphere in the hall had reached its peak. Everyone was staring crazily and fervently at the high platform and Fang Yu's rough hands, wondering what kind of shocking auction item would appear in her hands at the next moment.
The whole auction is already halfway through, and every rare spice has been paid a staggeringly high price, and each piece is a treasure worth over ten thousand.
As for the final ancient recipe, I don’t know what it will be.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the high platform for a moment.
Fuyu pursed her lips and placed the brocade box containing the prescriptions on the desk.
She cleared her throat and was about to speak when she suddenly smelled the choking smell of burnt smoke and her expression changed.
Not only Fuyu smelled the peculiar smell, but other people sitting in the hall also smelled it, and they wrinkled their noses and looked around.
This is an auction where people appreciate fragrances. The smell of burnt smoke is really a disgrace to the scenery.
Fu Yu's face darkened, and just as he was about to order someone to go out and check, there was a sudden exclamation from the people sitting under the high platform.
"There's a leak! There's a leak in the building!!"
"Smoke, there is smoke! Such big smoke!!"
The billowing smoke poured into the hall from the two windows on the east and west gables. The wisps of light gray smoke instantly condensed into thick plumes of dark gray smoke. The burning smell was so strong that it was so choking that people couldn't even open their eyes. .
The red flames were faintly visible swaying outside the window, which stung people's eyes.
The crackling sound was like thunder, causing everyone to panic.
The screams of howling ghosts and wolves filled the hall. Everyone covered their mouths and noses and fled in panic, bringing down a large area of beds and food tables, making a deafening "crash" sound that almost caused the floor to collapse.
Seeing that they were out of the water, many guards of Xuguo Tower who were hiding in the dark appeared one after another.
The people who come to Xuguolou's auction are either rich or noble. Let alone one of them die here, even if one is knocked unconscious, Xuguolou cannot bear the consequences.
These guards, who usually deliberately concealed their figures, rushed into the thick smoke without hesitation, and protected many dignitaries as they ran towards the main entrance.
The moment the smoke poured into the hall, the waiter had already opened the main door. Unexpectedly, although there was no blazing flames visible outside the main door, the thick smoke was even more choking.
The man just poked his head out of the door, but was overcome by the thick smoke and burst into tears. He coughed and turned around and shouted: "The door is sealed by fire. Take the back door. Hurry up. Take the back door and run from the back."
There was a burst of panicked footsteps in the hall, and everyone turned around and ran towards the back door.
The back door is narrow and has a very high threshold. On weekdays, only the waiters come in and out.
It was the first time for the nobles to go through the back door, and they were caught off guard by the high threshold.
"Oh shit, my teeth, my teeth!"
"Who, that bastard stepped on my feet!"
"My hands, my hands, don't step on them, don't step on them!"
"***Xianren Banban, my second brother!"
Screams, cries of pain, and curses came and went one after another. What kind of demeanor, what kind of grace, what kind of Taishan collapsed in front of them without changing their appearance. They had long been burned to ashes by the fire, and not even the foam was left by the wind.
He Dengglou and a dozen agents were guarding the entrance of the alley outside the back door, hiding in the darkness, his eyes staring at the people who stumbled out of the back door.
Seeing these people running past the alley in disgrace, Wu Qiang pursed his dry lips and said, "Damn, they are all big fish!"
He Denggou was also frightened when he saw it: "They are all famous people in Chang'an City. Why don't they cover up? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"
Until he saw Wang Yansheng, the young eunuch of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, running through the alley in a hurry, Wu Qiang rolled up his sleeves and whispered eagerly: "Capture the head, if you don't do it, all the big fish will run away!"
When the other detectives heard this, they nodded in agreement.
Isn't it? All the big fish have run away, so this trip has been in vain.
Not to mention it's a blackmail, I'm afraid I'll even have to spit out the reward given by Master Shaoyin.
No, this is absolutely not possible. How can you spit out what you have eaten? They also want to lose face!
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." He Denglu's expression became more and more serious, without any sign of a relaxed smile.
He had been looking for that potato-like figure in the crowd of people fleeing hastily, but to no avail for a long time, and his face turned blue.
"Captain, the fire at the front door is out." The policeman standing guard at the front door detoured to the alley entrance of the back door and whispered back to He Denglou.
He Denglou said softly "Oh": "Is anyone coming out from the front door?"
The detective shook his head: "No, there was a big fire at the front door."
He Denglu nodded: "Of the four of you, two will clean up the traces outside, and two will guard the front door. As soon as anyone comes out, take them down immediately!"
The detective answered yes, turned and walked into the darkness.
He Denglou looked around and waved his hand: "Enter the building and search!"
The raging flames outside the wooden building have been extinguished, leaving only ashes on the ground and messy footprints.
The ghost market does not distinguish between day and night, and there is no sun or moon.
The lights in the building were brightly lit, and the desolate light passed through the windows and fell down.
Thick smoke and ashes floated in the air, and most of the wooden buildings were looming.
The sparks scattered on the ground flashed sporadic red light, and occasionally made one or two faint crackling sounds.
A series of extremely low footsteps rustled through the narrow alley, rushing into the dilapidated and crumbling wooden building very quickly.
"Capture the head, there is no one!"
"Headhunter, nothing was found!"
"Captain! There's a cellar here!"
He climbed up the building and jumped up, and slapped the man on the head hard: "What do you call it? When you scream, the things in the cellar jump out on their own?"
"Master Shaoyin, He Captou and the others have already entered." Mao Yongshao ducked back to the narrow alley opposite the main entrance of Xuguo Tower and lowered his voice.
Leng Linjiang put his hands on his waist, his eyes flashing: "Did you catch someone?"
Mao Yongshao shook his head: "No, the building is empty, and Captain He is leading a search."
Leng Linjiang's heart skipped a beat and he stared at the front door. The two detectives were hiding at the door. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mao Yongshao and Song Lixin and said, "Be more alert, beware of anyone escaping through the front door."
The fire outside the front door had been completely extinguished, leaving black traces of smoke and fire on the two closed doors.
All the fire starters in front of the door have been cleared away, leaving patches of deep and shallow ashes on the ground.
"Brother, the building is empty, why are we still guarding the main entrance?" The young policeman leaning on the left asked in a low voice in confusion.
The elderly detective on the right yawned and said casually: "Why, you are happy to let you get your salary for free. The adults should be unhappy."
The young detective chuckled and sighed in boredom.
Suddenly, two soft "Puff" sounds were heard from both sides at the same time. The sound was muffled and I couldn't tell what the sound was.
Just as the sound rang out, the two detectives guarding the door suddenly covered their necks, their eyes widened in horror, and the veins on their foreheads burst, but they did not make any sound.
In just a blink of an eye, the two agents twitched violently twice and leaned stiffly against the wall.
Dark purple blood silently flowed out from between the fingers and fell to the ground.
All this happened very quickly, without making any big noise, and without attracting anyone's attention.
At the same time, the main door opened a crack silently, and several figures emerged from inside.
"Master Fu, this way." The tall man walking at the front looked around cautiously and whispered.
Fu Yu followed closely behind, his lips pursed tightly, the corners of his lips hanging down, and his plain face became as tense as if he was facing an enemy.
The group of people walked out of Xuguo Tower and looked to the left and right. The tall man at the front whispered: "Master Fu, let's take this road, which is close to the Ghost River."
Fuyu's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Okay, what happened today is very strange, it's better to leave quickly."
The two people following Fu Yu were hunched over, holding exquisite crossbows in their hands, which were no more than the size of a palm and shone coldly under the lights.
Hearing this, the man on the left sighed with great pity: "It's a pity that those medicines in the cellar were not taken out in time, so those people had to take advantage of them."
"I don't know who they are. How did they find the cellar? They don't look like ordinary robbers." The man on the right had bright eyes, staring into the darkness while whispering.
