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I don't know who shouted, "Feitouman! The fire of Feitouman cannot be extinguished!"
The crowd suddenly panicked and no longer dared to take a step forward easily. They wished they could turn around and run away now.
"Who is here to confuse people with their lies!" A rough voice suddenly came from the bottom of the stairs, stopping everyone's retreat.
"She, Master She?" The bandit behind saw She Gan approaching and quickly stepped out of a passage.
"People outside don't know how to talk. Tell me, what happened in the building?"
She Gan, who had gray hair and beard, walked up the stairs with a calm face.
The bandit who was the first to give up his position immediately told the story of how they went upstairs to check the situation. Finally, he pointed to the direction of the stairs on the third floor, and added hastily, "Our Meng Tou'er is right behind us. Who would have thought that it only took us so long to fetch water, but he would be lying on the stairs and burning up." Just like the brother who went to behead someone on the fourth floor."
She Gan waved his hand and lifted the hem of his clothes, passed through several pawns carrying buckets, and quickly walked up to the third floor.
The bandits in front quickly reported the latest situation to him, "The fire is so evil that it can't be extinguished no matter how hard it is poured."
She Gan turned to the bandit next to him and ordered coldly, "Get a few quilts, wet them with water, and then cover the dead man."
The people next to me were stunned for a moment, and then responded, "Young man, go right now."
After saying that, he yelled, "Find some quilts quickly!" and ran down hurriedly.
She Gan, who walked up to the third floor, didn't take a second look at the burning body and walked straight up the steps to the fourth floor.
After all, the flower building is a place for people to rest and play, with many bedrooms and quilts.
After a while, the bandits below ran up carrying three or four quilts on their backs.
After covering the three floors of corpses, they rushed to the fourth floor and covered the poor bandit who was the first to kill the flying man.
There was a corpse and two heavy wet quilts. Sure enough, the fire was extinguished in a short time.
The bandits in the back were busy disposing of the corpses, while She Gan in the front had already reached the area where the burning heads fell to the ground.
He knelt down and reached out to twist the ash marks on the ground.
Delicate ashes, not a trace of dregs.
She Gan's brows knitted together tightly.
What kind of fuel can burn a human head to the point of leaving no residue in such a short period of time?
Just when he was full of doubts, another scream suddenly sounded outside the building, "Look! There are words on the curtains!"
When She Gan heard this, she immediately stood up, rushed to the fence, and turned back to look for the fluttering gauze curtains by the window.
I saw six large bloody characters on the largest pink curtain next to it.
"This place is the Tomb of Evil!"
Since the Fengming Dynasty had extremely strict restrictions on the height of civilian residences, except for some old buildings with a long history, the rest of the city was dominated by low-rise bungalows.
The six huge blood-lettered curtains only hang down from the fourth floor, and people in many houses can see them as long as they walk into the yard.
Due to a series of screams, almost all the people who could hear the movement walked to their yards and looked up.
At this time, such obvious big characters appeared again, and everyone knew it.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the crowds on the street and the people pointing at people's homes. She Gan was immediately furious. He waved his hand and grabbed the smooth and soft blood-lettered curtain, and pulled it down angrily.
However, an even more shocking scene happened.
