Everyone gathered in the hall, listening to the crackling sound outside, and they all remained silent. Everyone knew in their hearts that even a majestic and solid building like Xuanzangtang might not be able to survive such a violent fire. It would only be a matter of time before it collapsed. The only hope now is that during this period, Yin Yanlai can find Ma Desheng, and Ma Desheng can lead people to break through the raging fire and rescue them safely from this "steamer".
In the silence, there was a sudden loud noise, followed by a wave of heat. Chen Xiaotian was shocked and didn't know what happened. He saw the men in black who were standing at the entrance of the corridor rushing towards the center of the hall.
Shuang'er was standing next to Chen Xiaotian at this time. Seeing this, he jumped up onto an Eight Immortals table in front of him, stood on tiptoes and looked towards the corridor. I saw a faint piece of smoke appearing at the end of the long corridor. Although the smoke drifted very slowly, the color turned from light to dark, getting thicker and thicker. In an instant, it turned into a large black Smoke slowly approached the hall.
Upon seeing this, Shuang'er hurriedly jumped off the table and shouted to Chen Xiaotian: "Master, it's not good! There is thick smoke coming in!"
After hearing this, Chen Xiaotian said with a solemn expression: "The door must have fallen down, so the smoke came in."
Shuang'er was surprised: "How...how is this possible? As far as I know, the main entrance of Xuanzang Hall is made of iron. It is difficult for ordinary swords to shake it. Even General Ma's sword weighing about a hundred kilograms is difficult to shake." Even a big ax attack would leave only a white mark. How could such an indestructible door be burned down in such a short period of time?"
Chen Xiaotian said: "There should be nothing wrong with the door, but the pillars next to the door and the door frames around it are all made of wood. How can they not be damaged under such a fire? If the door frame is broken, no matter how strong the door is, it will not help. This So as the saying goes, if the skin is not attached, how will the hair be left?"
Shuang'er asked anxiously: "Then... what should we do? I saw that the smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and it was approaching the lobby."
Chen Xiaotian frowned and remained silent. After a while, he suddenly said to Yuan Tian: "Master Yuan, we are facing a great crisis now. We need to work together to overcome it together."
Yuan Tian also realized the seriousness of the situation and nodded: "Yes, what the old general said is absolutely true. If you have anything to do, just give me your orders."
Chen Xiaotian said: "Okay, Master Yuan is really like everyone else. I believe you heard the loud noise just now. It was the sound made by the collapse of the main door of Xuanzang Hall. Now that the door has been broken, a lot of thick smoke will pour in. Where I am afraid that we will all be buried here."
Yuan Tian was shocked and asked hurriedly: "General, does he have a way to solve it?"
Chen Xiaotian said: "There is no way to crack it. At most it can only delay the influx of smoke. And this method requires the help of Master Yuan and others."
After hearing this, Yuan Tian immediately said: "No problem, everything will be arranged by the old general."
Chen Xiaotian nodded and said: "That's very good. Please divide your brothers into two groups, General Yuan. One group will fetch the candles from the hall, and the other group will remove the tablecloths from the table and spread them flat on the table." On the ground.”
Yuan Tian was puzzled: "Old General, what do you mean by this?!"
Chen Xiaotian said: "Master Yuan, there is no need to ask further, you will know in a moment."
Yuan Tian nodded and turned around to arrange the manpower. In a short time, the ground was filled with the tablecloths used by everyone when eating. The Chen family has always been very particular about food and clothing. Even the tablecloths used to line the tables are made of the finest cotton and linen from Chaiji Cloth Shop, with a soft and thick texture. Each tablecloth is three feet by three feet wide and four feet by four feet long.
Chen Xiaotian hosted a banquet for Elder Tianqi this time. He prepared a total of fifty guest tables and two chair tables. Each guest table was covered with two tablecloths, front and back, and four on the chair table, adding up to a total of one hundred and eight.
Chen Xiaotian ordered Yuan Tian and others to divide the one hundred and eight tablecloths into six equal parts, and put every thirty-sixth tablecloth together. The candle was then slowly tilted so that the wax dripped on the tablecloth. Everyone started working together, and there was not much time. The surface of every tablecloth was covered with wax oil.
Seeing that such exquisite tablecloths were ruined, Shuang'er couldn't help but feel a little regretful in her heart, because she and Wang Rong personally went to Chaiji Cloth Shop to select these fabrics. For these tablecloths, Wang Rong and she went there many times. Chai Ji Buzhuang ran away, which took a lot of thought. I wonder what Sister Wang would think when she saw the scene in front of her.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Chen Xiaotian say to himself: "Shuang'er, go to the inner hall to get the needle and thread. Remember, the needle should be thick, and the thicker the thread, the better."
Shuang'er was confused and walked into the inner hall. After a while, he took out a large bundle of thread and more than ten silver needles. Chen Xiaotian asked someone to take it and said to Yuan Tian: "Let's all work together and quickly sew these tablecloths together."
Yuan Tian asked: "Is the old general going to... make... a fan?"
Chen Xiaotian nodded and said: "Yes, we will use these six large fans to block the smoke."
Yuan Tian was overjoyed and immediately ordered the men in black to sew tablecloths. Chen Xiaotian turned to Pan Suxuan and said, "Young Master Pan, your swordsmanship is superb, but you have to worry more about the ribs of these six fans."
Pan Suxuan hurriedly bowed and replied: "Although the old general gives orders, Pan will do his best."
Chen Xiaotian said: "Please use local materials, use your long sword to cut out eighteen long sticks, one hundred and eight short sticks, and prepare thirty-six wooden sticks of appropriate length, and cut the front end of each stick." sharp to penetrate these tablecloths.”
Pan Suxuan nodded in agreement, drew out his long sword, and with a slight swing, split the Eight Immortals table in front of him into two halves. Then with three consecutive shakes of his wrist, half of the table turned into three wooden sticks of different lengths.
The tables and chairs in the Chen Mansion are mostly made of red sandalwood, rosewood and other mahogany. The wood is hard and difficult to cut. However, Pan Suxuan used his internal strength every time he struck with his sword. Therefore, although these tables and chairs are solid in texture, they feel like cutting in front of Pan Suxuan. Melons and vegetables are average.
There were also many sword masters among the men in black. Seeing Pan Suxuan doing this, they all drew their swords, cut off the tables and chairs in front of them, and whittled them into wooden sticks.
In an instant, these one hundred and sixty-two wooden sticks were prepared. Pan Suxuan and others cut out ten more wooden sticks of each length as spares.
Chen Xiaotian saw this and said loudly: "Everyone started working together and inserted a short stick into the middle of each piece of tablecloth. Every thirty-six pieces of tablecloth were made into a large fan, and three long sticks were inserted into the middle and both sides of each fan. The sticks serve as the skeleton of the fan bones, and six medium-length wooden sticks are used to cross the fan surface transversely for reinforcement. After everything is installed, don’t rush to stand the fan up, lay it flat on the ground and use your feet to solidify it, and then make plans.”
