I am about to die of old age, and I have awakened the character of longevity.

Chapter 135: Even if the king kills people, he must be fair!

hiss!
When Liu Chun, who was standing by, heard the word "concubine", her scalp suddenly went numb and her three views were greatly impacted.

Concubine?

Isn’t it a humble term for women?

But this Lord Su... is clearly a man! ?
Liu Chun stared at Lord Su, who was wearing a light blue robe, and then looked at Xie An...

Then, Liu Chun began to imagine some extremely shocking scenes in his mind.

He was already in his fifties, so he naturally knew that some masters in this world had special fetishes and particularly liked male favorites... In order to create an atmosphere, those male favorites would play the role of women and usually use some female titles.

If Xie An had this habit, Liu Chun could understand it, after all, everyone has their own privacy. But the problem is that this Lord Su... is the boss of the Nanyang Demon Suppression Office.

How could such a big boss... be like this?

He felt more and more that Xie An was an extraordinary person, and it seemed that he needed to become a better friend of him in the future.

When Liu Chun recovered, he saw Xie An and Lord Su had both left. Looking at Xie An walking side by side with Lord Su, Liu Chun felt that Xie An's back was so majestic.

This Brother Xie is amazing!
"Thank you, brother. I'll lead the way for you."

Liu Chun hurriedly picked up his knife and followed, eagerly walking in front to lead the way.

Xie An was of course unaware of the brainstorming in Liu Chun's mind, and was now in a hurry to get on his way.

He has lived in Loi Klang for two or three years.

I have long been familiar with the surrounding villagers and like their local customs and living habits.

Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?

Therefore, when Su Yuqing offered to pay for the establishment of the school out of his own pocket, Xie An was sincerely grateful. He even paid two hundred taels of silver out of his own pocket to help, and asked Wang Xiang, the incense master, to personally supervise the establishment of the school.

I just want to do something good for the villagers sincerely.

He himself was born into a poor family and had lived through hardships. He knew that reading and writing could really change the fate of people at the bottom of society.

Unexpectedly, with such good intentions, someone set fire to me...

When I came out of the central courtyard, I saw the young men outside, all of them holding tools, going out to put out the fire. They were crowded and busy.

You know, even though the Baiyutang cavalry battalion had lost hundreds of men, they still had over two hundred disciples. All of them were skilled in martial arts, and they all went out to put out the fire.

How big is this fire?

Thinking of this, Xie An couldn't help but quicken his pace.

As soon as I left the hall, I felt a surging heat wave sweeping over me. Across the street, flames shot up into the sky. The entire unfinished school was engulfed in flames, and the five or six houses adjacent to the school were also affected.

If there wasn't an alley at the end separating them, the entire row of houses opposite would have caught fire.

Even so, the raging fire spread with the wind, and it seemed that it was going to cross the alley and burn through the entire street.

Countless young men and villagers poured water into the fire with buckets, but the fire was too big and the drop in the bucket was just a drop in the bucket. Even so, everyone continued to pour water into the fire under Wang Xiang's command, working tirelessly.

The children and villagers also took up axes and hatchets to cut down the surrounding trees to prevent the fire from spreading. However, the strong wind tonight made their efforts ineffective.

The most tragic thing was the villagers who were trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

The migrant workers who were repairing the school and the women who were delivering midnight snacks were unable to get out. They all struggled in the sea of ​​fire, screaming miserably.

"Oh my God, my husband and children are working here! Someone please save me!"

"Mom, go away!"

"..."

The houses next to the school were also affected. There were children and young children in the houses, who were crying for help in the flames. However, the fire was too big and no one dared to rush in.

Some villagers were wailing outside the fire, watching their wives and children being burned to death.

This scene is like hell on earth, it is too tragic.

Xie An, whose mind still held onto the values ​​of his previous life, felt a sharp pain in his heart. He turned to look at Su Yuqing and asked, "Is there any way to put out the fire?"

Su Yuqing shook her head solemnly, "The fire is too big, and this place is too far from the Huai River. I can't borrow water and can't do anything. But I am not afraid of this fire, I can go in and save a few more people."

After saying that, Su Yuqing didn't care about her image as the eldest princess anymore and plunged into the sea of ​​fire.

Xie An was also not vague. He snatched the bucket from a student and rushed to a house next to the school.

In the firelight of the house, a couple held a young child tightly in their arms. The couple's bodies were already on fire, and the child was crying helplessly.

Wow.

Xie An lifted the bucket above his head and poured the icy well water over his body. After wetting his clothes, he rushed into the fire in full view of everyone.

The fire was so big that the temperature in the house was extremely high and there was a huge heat wave.

Even Xie An, a master who had reached the Chongxue realm, found it very difficult to withstand.

Even a martial artist with internal energy would be burned alive if they stayed in such a fierce fire for too long. Only a top-level martial artist with internal energy, who could release internal energy and cultivate skills such as Vajra Body Protection, Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt, could be isolated from the fierce fire. But the time could not be too long.

Xie An was forced back two steps by the overwhelming heat wave and instinctively wanted to retreat.

This is not a high-temperature flame produced by ordinary burning materials!
But at this moment, the couple who were on fire but still protecting the child saw Xie An and pleaded bitterly: "Master Xie, please save my child."

"Please, save my child, he's only six years old!"

Hey!
Xie An felt as if his heart was deeply touched by something, and he immediately stopped retreating and walked forward again.

damn it……

Why did you let me see this...

Tapping.

Xie An mobilized his Mingyu Gong, pushing it to its limit. Then, he quickly moved forward against the heat wave.

So hot!

My skin is burning, it hurts!
Damn kindness!
Xie An was secretly complaining in his heart, but he did not stop.

Finally, Xie An rushed to the family of three and held the child in his arms. A quick look revealed that the child's skin was burned and ulcerated in many places.

Xie An took off his wet clothes and wrapped them around the child. When he was about to pull the couple out, he found that their feet were trapped by the fallen beams and they were burned beyond recognition.

Looking again, I saw that the roof of the house next to me was already shaking and was about to collapse.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir. Let's go."

The couple also knew that the roof was about to collapse, so they screamed at the top of their lungs. Meanwhile, the child in Xie An's arms was struggling hard, trying to get back to his parents, calling out to them like crazy.

Xie An knew he could rescue the couple as well. However, their legs had been smashed, and their bodies were burned to ashes. It was clear they didn't have much time left.

Rescue them, and then what?
How will this child take care of his parents? What will happen in the future?
In their previous lives, many elderly people would choose to voluntarily give up the life support system to prolong their lives. They did not want to have tubes inserted all over their bodies and be unable to take care of their own excretion... They chose to go on a dignified journey.

Xie An weighed the pros and cons carefully in his mind and finally gave up on the couple.

Can’t stay any longer, let’s go!

Xie An felt his skin was burned, and without thinking any more, he quickly rushed out of the sea of ​​fire holding the child.

After leaving the sea of ​​fire, Xie An put the child down. His body was already covered in multiple burns and he was in excruciating pain. But the child threw himself to the ground and rushed madly into the fire.

"Dad, Mom, don't abandon your child!"

Xie An grabbed the child and threw him to a nearby villager, "Hold him.

Water, give me a bucket!
And clothes, give me clothes!"

Xie An's loud roar brought the surrounding villagers back to their senses. Some villagers took off their coats and handed them to Xie An, while others brought buckets full of water.

Xie An wet his clothes, went to the next house, and rushed into the raging fire.

He tried to rescue as many villagers as possible who were still alive. As for those whose burns were too severe to survive, Xie An chose to give up on them, saving the time and energy for the next person with hope.

The surrounding villagers and the children of the clan... were busy trying to put out the fire, but the fire was too big.

There was no use at all, they were in despair.

People just watched a shirtless man rush into the sea of ​​fire again and again, and then rescue one or two villagers.

Many people were moved to tears after watching it.

After Xie An rescued the last child, he handed the child over to the villagers, then watched the fire soar into the sky, watched the house collapse, and heard the shrill screams from the sea of ​​fire.

Even though he had burns all over his body, his skin and flesh were rolled up, pustules were raised, and blood was flowing... he seemed to feel no pain.

Only Xie An knew how it felt to rush into the flames and see innocent people struggling to survive, yet still being burned alive. Only he knew how painful it was for him to abandon those severely burned villagers.

These are vibrant lives. They all worked for free to help build the school, and they looked forward to sending their children to school after it was completed, hoping that their children would succeed in life...

No more, all gone.

He looked up at the inky sky, expecting rain... but there was none.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is beautiful.

"Thank you, Master!"

A villager rushed over, pulled his burned child, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

Xie An finally came to his senses and looked back.

He saw hundreds of villagers standing in front of him, all of them standing upright, looking at him with fiery eyes.

Xie An could see gratitude in their eyes, and they regarded him as someone they could rely on.

But... Xie An felt guilty inside.

He took the initiative to give up those who could still live for a while.

The flames are burning at extremely high temperatures, and there is a sea of ​​fire reaching the sky... This is arson!
It’s either Li Changchun or that Mr. Li!
Suddenly, Xie An felt that the world was like a dense net, pressing down on the fate of all the people at the bottom of society, making people feel depressed and suffocated.

We just want to live. We try our best to live.

They worked for free and delivered food in order to repair the ancestral hall so that their children would have a way to succeed.

I just want to live a good life.

But some people... just won't give people a chance to live.

Some people just don't treat others as human beings.

"Hurry, the doctor is here, come and check on Master Xie's injuries." A white-haired old man with a cane led the doctor forward to check on Xie An's injuries.

Xie An knew this old man. His name was Zheng Bingxiang, and he was a village elder in Shuideng Town, highly respected and virtuous, much like Li Hongming's status in Wuqiao Town. When planning to establish the school, Zheng Bingxiang had come to the hall specifically to express his gratitude to Xie An and even donated several dozen taels of silver.

It was Zheng Bingxiang who coordinated the conversion of this house into a school.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Zheng. I'm just a rough man who practices martial arts. I'm not that precious. Minor burns are not a big deal. Let the doctor see the burned child first." Xie An declined.

Zheng Bingxiang couldn't help but admire Xie An, who stood upright, and felt that he was as majestic and tall as a diamond.

Sensing Xie An's momentum and determination, Zheng Bingxiang said to the doctor, "Listen to Master Xie and go quickly."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng."

The doctor then withdrew his gaze and went to treat the child.

Xie An no longer paid attention to Mr. Zheng and turned back to stare at the raging sea of ​​fire in front of him.

In ancient times, there was no way to put out fires.

Furthermore, this was arson, the flames were extremely hot, and the heat was overwhelming. Even the angle of the fire was carefully calculated, leaving no room for survival.

The surrounding villagers were watching from outside, crying and shouting. Some relatives were inside the house and were about to rush in, but were stopped by the disciples of Baiyutang.

The disciples of Baiyutang all wore broadswords and surrounded the burning house in a circle to prevent any villagers who lost control of their emotions from rushing in.

The fire burned all night long.

It was not until dawn that the fire slowly died down after burning everything that could be burned.

Only then did Wang Xiang let his sons go in and clean up the scene.

"Boss, a total of seventy-six people were burned to death. The worst hit was the school. The villagers wanted to finish the school as soon as possible, so they worked overnight to rush the construction. Forty-five people...died tragically!
Six other houses were burned. Aside from the hall master who saved twelve people and the teacher who saved over forty, the rest... were burned to death."

Xie An pursed his lips and said, "I understand. We will pay a sum of money from the hall to bury the deceased properly. In addition, we will also take good care of the children who have lost their parents. If not, we will take them in at the hall."

"Yes."

Wang Xiang immediately told the news to the surrounding villagers.

The villagers are naturally grateful.

"If it weren't for Master Xie, who knows how many more people would have died. If the fire spread, the entire street would have been burned through."

"Those poor little children finally have a safe place to live, no longer starving to death in this world."

"Xie Tang's doctrine is like a cloud."

"My Lord."

Xie An felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, especially when he saw the relatives of the deceased gathered around the seventy-six corpses and wailing loudly. Every cry made Xie An feel extremely uncomfortable.

Looking up, I saw corpses all over the ground, rows of burnt-out ruins, collapsed houses, dilapidated schools, and pairs of hopeless and helpless eyes.

Why is it so painful...

It wasn't my friends or relatives who died...

Xie An tried to convince himself like this... but it was useless!

Some ideas are really ingrained in our bones.

Even if I'm old, even if I've traveled through time... maybe it's faded. But some things that are deeply rooted in my bones often suddenly emerge at a certain moment, uncontrollably.

For example, Xie An’s kindness that is engraved in his bones, and the empathy that penetrates his soul!

"Thank you, Master. You have done a great job. Don't blame yourself." Zheng Bingxiang came up with a cane to express his gratitude.

Xie An bowed and said, "Mr. Zheng, please comfort the villagers. Those homeless people..."

Zheng Bingxiang said, "Thank you, Master, for your peace of mind. I've discussed this with a few village elders, and we're all going to pool some money and distribute it to the affected villagers. However, this is only a small contribution. Hundreds of families who were well, are now separated just like that... Oh!

Yes, I asked the villagers to report it to the police last night. They should be back soon. The villagers who just managed to survive said that the fire came suddenly. Is it really arson?

After Zheng Bingxiang opened his mouth, the villagers around him who had managed to escape began to speak up one after another.

"Last night, when I was hauling wood, a few strange old men came. I saw them dumping something that looked like charcoal into the yard, but I didn't think much of it. Later... it was the charcoal that caught fire first."

"It must have been arson!"

"God damn it, these evil thieves are so cruel to us defenseless civilians."

"My poor seven-year-old child was burned to death, ahhhh..."

"..."

Zheng Bingxiang spoke to comfort everyone, "Everyone calm down. I've already reported it to the authorities. I'm sure the county magistrate will give everyone justice. This thief dared to commit such an unforgivable act, and he will not have a good end."

Thanks to Zheng Bingxiang's prestige, everyone nodded and saw hope.

Xie An, however, had no hope and wanted to say something... but he couldn't bear to dampen everyone's hopes, so he had to give up.

At that moment, a young man walked out of the crowd and put a letter into Xie An's hand, then said timidly: "Someone just gave me a piece of silver and asked me to deliver the letter to you."

After saying that, the young man ran away in shame.

Xie An opened the envelope and saw a line of eye-catching large characters on it.

—This is just a greeting gift. If you don't want this kind of thing to happen again, let's talk at Cuiwei Residence tomorrow night. Otherwise... you should know the consequences.

It turned out to be Mr. Li from Cuiweiju!

This Mr. Li is the son of the King of Huainan.

King Huainan Li is half the king of the entire Nanzhou, and the people of Nanzhou are all subjects of King Huainan.

This is... not treating people as human beings!
Xie An just thought that they were coming for him, and as long as he didn't come out, they would have no chance to attack him.

I don’t want to, these people…are beasts!

Xie An held the envelope tightly, walked through the crowd alone, and headed towards Baiyu Hall.

The crowd automatically made way for Xie An, showing great respect.

Xie An didn't even bother to say hello. He immediately returned to the central courtyard, fetched a bucket of well water, and washed the wounds on his body.

At noon, the county magistrate came with his servants.

After a quick inspection, he said it was an accidental fire and concluded that it was the last thing on the body. Then he made some high-sounding remarks and left in a hurry.

Some of the deceased's family members wrote letters in blood, stopped the county magistrate, knelt on the ground to appeal for justice, and shouted for justice.

As a result, he was severely beaten by the yamen runners.

The whole street was covered in blood.

Xie An stood under the eaves of the hall, watching all this quietly.

Xie An knew it would be like this...

That Mr. Li has connections everywhere. He can easily reverse right and wrong by simply saying hello to the county government.

Wen Zaiqing knelt down and begged for mercy, Chen Qinglang cut off his arm to survive...

What’s more, what about these ordinary people at the bottom of society who have no background?
Xie An returned to his room and tried to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.

Slowly, Xie An clenched his five fingers.

Click click click.

His knuckles were cracking.

justice……

Is it important?

At this moment, Xie An felt: Yes!
He opened the scroll given by Su Yuqing and held it tightly in his hand.

"If it was just an ordinary person in the martial arts world, or an ordinary minor official, I would have directly assassinated him... But not this Mr. Li!"

Assassinating a county magistrate is fine. At most, it would offend the prefect, that's all.

Assassinate the son of the King of the Heterosexuality of Daqian! ?

That's a broken brain.

The son of the king of the opposite sex represents the royal rule of the entire Nanzhou, and even represents the imperial power of Daqian and all the bureaucratic systems.

Unless there are really no clues left, otherwise... he is the enemy of the entire Daqian.

Xie An has not yet become so arrogant.

What's more, the maidservant of Master Li is an internal force master, not to mention Master Li himself. God knows if a big shot like Master Li has the means to save his life and send messages?
If an accident happened, Xie An would die miserably.

What's more, assassinating Master Li... doesn't make much sense!

Xie An wanted to seek justice for these villagers and for the world he lived in. He also wanted to seek hope for this dark and chaotic world.

The only thing that can oppose royal power is royal power itself.

Xie An can't do it, but the eldest princess... can!
I don't know if she is willing...

But Xie An felt that he should give it a try.

call!
Xie An took a deep breath, then picked up the scroll and walked step by step towards the backyard where Su Yuqing lived.

(End of this chapter)