My enemies became my companions

Chapter 425: Fire in Yuanfeng Building

A group of people from the martial arts world rushed to Yingxiang Garden. There were only a few people left in Yuanfeng Tower, a theater with hundreds of years of history, and it was almost deserted.

An old man came out from the shadows and stood at the base of the wall. Another person stood on the eaves of the hip roof. Although he was looking down from a high place, he lowered his head with an expression of infinite respect.

The woman had a badge of the Magpie Pavilion hanging around her waist, which was found on the body of the dead Magpie Pavilion spy.

"What's the matter?" asked the old man.

"Those people from Jianghu were led to Yingxiang Garden." The woman bowed her head and responded, "Master, as you said, Huang Jing and Xi Que Pavilion don't trust each other at all."

The old man touched the wall, which was greasy. He seemed to be confirming, and replied: "The Jianghu...is born to oppose the government. No matter how great the hatred is, it cannot compare to the government. Tell me, which county of the hero doesn't have a few dog officials who deserve to have their heads chopped off?"

The woman nodded slightly and said, "I thought these Dongyu people would defend themselves from external aggression."

The old man sneered and said, "Even our Great Jin is squabbling all day long, let alone Dongyu?"

As he spoke, a complex look appeared in his eyes. He looked back at the huge Yuanfeng Building. His gaze was very close, so close that it could not pass through the high walls, but his thoughts were very far away, so far that they encompassed the colors of the mountains and rivers.

The old man pressed his head and said, "With this information, if we take it back... it will be enough to calm the disputes in the court and unite against the outside world. The prime minister gave me many instructions before I left, and I dare not forget them."

The woman was silent.

The disputes in the Jin Dynasty became more and more serious. The Wanyan family and the Chen family were like water and fire to each other. Even though the current emperor was a diligent and capable monarch, he could only barely turn the situation around. Under such circumstances, the Supervisory Office was also deeply affected and thus split.

The Many-Faced Ghost had resigned from his post due to a court dispute a year ago, but now he has come out again, all because of the recommendation and promotion of Prime Minister Wanyan Zonglu. It was also because of his existence that they were able to go all the way down from Xiaoguan, avoiding numerous arrests, and staying in Shantong City for a long time with Xi Que Ge, Huang Jing, Tang Ze and others.

The old man looked in the direction of Yingxiang Garden. Among all the forces trying to hunt them down, Xi Que Pavilion had the shallowest roots in Shantong City, so its whereabouts were the most exposed. Now it seemed that Huang Jing had surrounded Yingxiang Garden.

"That manager...first attacked him, then deliberately let him run away." said the old man.

The woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Then what should we do with his young son who is in our hands?"

"Kill them, don't keep them alive."

"Yes."

The old man continued to instruct, "Set a fire, make a bigger fuss, and try to get rid of anyone who sees us."

The woman's face was slightly tense, and after some hesitation, she asked, "If that's the case, I'm afraid that you will be the bait, and you will be in danger..."

"I am not afraid of death. People always have a reason to live. The Prime Minister asked me to come out of retirement, so I have to live for him."

The old man rubbed the calluses on his palms and smiled:
"Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you."

It won't take long.

The flames leapt up the majestic theater building. The red lacquer that had been repaired slowly peeled off, revealing its hundreds of years old appearance. The high-hanging plaque twisted in the fire. Screams and exclamations arose. People shouted, "Run, run," but it was all just a pile of scattered sand. The raging fire instantly engulfed the entire building. Black smoke stretched into the sky. Gu Yanjian, who was hiding somewhere unknown, saw it from afar. He howled like a wolf while holding the baby girl in his arms.

The baby in her arms started crying.

He quickly stopped talking, lowered his head and licked his tears.

.........

Amid the murderous aura, the sword handles swayed in the breeze. All the people in the martial arts world were filled with righteous indignation and anger, but when they heard these words, the whole street suddenly became quiet.

Only a slight swirl of dust remained.

Huang Jing's expression changed slightly, and his emotions were lost, but he gathered them back, staring straight at Wei Wuque and said harshly: "Master Wei, what are you trying to do next?!"

Wei Wuque put his hand on the railing and said again:

"I haven't sent anyone to surround Miaoshang Temple yet."

After almost identical words were spoken, the people on the street suddenly realized what was going on and looked at each other in confusion. They all looked at those masters with extraordinary martial arts skills, and they in turn looked at Huang Jing.

Huang Jing also looked suspicious, as if he had no idea what Wei Wuque was up to.

The murderous intentions that were about to break out just now have not yet dissipated. Liu Yang Zhai Gong, relying on his experience in the martial arts world, sneered and said:

"Master Wei, you are such a jerk! You actually want to trick us! Do you think we are just here to eat for free?!"

The words were spoken with such force that the street outside Yingxiang Garden became cold again.

Huang Jing came back to his senses, sneered, and glanced sideways at Liuyang Zhaigong.

He strode forward, raising dust with every step. His sword was already three-quarters unsheathed, and he was ready to go straight up the building to meet Wei Wuque.

I want to ask the sword, to ask what is right and wrong!
Master Liuyang Zhai understood, gathered his strength, and shouted loudly:
"You officials are despicable and shameless. You are right and wrong, but you still want to deceive us, the heroes of the martial arts world. The government has its own laws, but the martial arts world also has its own rules. Today, Master Huang will ask you about Wei Wuque's sword and ask about right and wrong. Do you dare to accept it?"

Halfway through his words, a noisy and rapid cry came from the street, interrupting his words:
"There's a fire! There's a fire in Yuanfeng Building!"

Huang Jing stopped suddenly and his pupils shrank slightly.

.........

"Water! Water!"

"Go to the water shop and ask people to put out the fire, put it out quickly, before it spreads to other places!"

"There's not enough water in the water shop, not enough water!"

Yuanfeng Tower was burning fiercely. The towering hip roof in the flames gave people an imposing aura that required one to look up. Water was continuously poured onto the streets and alleys, like a thin city wall. However, the fire still spread. The air was distorted and chaotic, turning this corner of the mountain city almost upside down.

In an instant, many dark shadows flashed through the black smoke, screams and noises passed over people's heads. When Huang Jing returned with a group of experts, they saw a mess on the ground. No one could have expected that the group of Western Jin spies would take such a desperate risk.

"Jiang Xin, Master Jiang Xin is dead, Master Jiang Xin is dead!"

The pillars of the house collapsed with flames hanging from them. A servant ran out with smoke and uttered heart-wrenching cries.

"So many people, so many people didn't make it out! My wife also...save my wife!"

The scene was in chaos, with wood chips hanging from the fire and flying, and pillars burning and cracking with rapid bangs, followed by a loud bang of collapse. The nearly thirty-foot-wide caisson fell from the sky, the ground suddenly sank, the towering stage collapsed, and the roaring flames illuminated Huang Jing's face.

There were many screams inside the burning building.

At this raging fire, the martial arts masters who were usually so powerful seemed particularly at a loss. With fire in their eyes, they looked at each other in confusion. They all seemed to have forgotten how to rush into the fire to save people, using swords, fists, and martial arts. Or they had never done it before, so they just stood there with Huang Jingding. Only a few of them reacted and went to fetch water.

The bloodthirsty and murderous aura was of no use at this moment. The chaotic street scene was still chaotic. A large number of ordinary people came from all directions and surrounded Yuanfeng Building like a tide. Water was poured continuously until someone knelt down and begged, and then a master finally reacted.

Thunder Bear King was the first to move. He roared and rushed into the fire, using his only remaining arm to break open the collapsed door.

Then there were scattered warriors who came to put out the fire and save people...

(End of this chapter)