Just a resettlement fee..."

"No, absolutely not!"

Pei Shisanniang raised her head and quickly tried to dissuade her.

Seeing the anxious look in the lady's eyes, the fat and fat merchant curled his lips and groaned:

"No? Haha, I fucking said it. If she dares to stay and stay in my house, that's what I do. This is called driving away thieves and old thieves legitimately. See who is afraid of whom, rely on the old and betray the old, and give back

Isn’t she embarrassed? If you mess with me again, I’ll have her sacked and dumped in the river tomorrow. It’s not like I’ve never done this before..."

Just when Shen Bingqiang was uttering harsh words, some noise suddenly came from not far away.

Shen Bingqiang and Pei Shisanniang looked curiously and saw a fire rising in the direction of a familiar house not far away!

"This is……"

While the two looked puzzled, someone was running around fetching water on the street, shouting:

"No, no, there's a fire. Mrs. Wang's bedroom is on fire! The old lady is still in there!"

Shen Bingqiang was stunned for a moment.

Pei Shisanniang looked at him with suspicion and surprise.

Shen Bingqiang wiped his face hard and stuttered a little:

"No...it's not me, his grandma's, what he did was too cruel! Aren't you afraid of big trouble? Or can you suppress it? Damn, it's so fucking evil. These officials are filthier than us who sell illicit salt.

!”

"Be careful!"

Pei Shisanniang scolded, looked at the fire in the distance, and said with a serious face:

"But you are right, something big is going to happen..."

…

Something big happened indeed.

Last night, the Wang family's house caught fire, and the location of the fire was Mrs. Wang's Buddhist temple bedroom. According to the preliminary investigation results of the Governor's Office early in the morning...

It was the gray-haired old lady who accidentally or intentionally knocked over the oil lamp, causing the water to leak into the bedroom of the Buddhist hall and set it on fire.

Naturally, the old lady was not spared. She became a curled up and charred corpse under the cold morning sun. She was lying near the plaque dedicated to the old man of the Wang family in the Buddhist hall...

The curled up and charred corpse was wrapped in white cloth, and was carried out of the gate by several sons of the Wang family who were crying for their father and mother.

In response to this rapid investigation result, the officialdom of Xunyang City fell into silence.

There was an undercurrent surging inside, and there were countless suspicions and speculations circulating.

For the whole day, the atmosphere in Xunyang City was as usual, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that the atmosphere was very strange.

Also on the same day, starting from the morning, the thirteen nail households that had originally been in a stalemate on Qingyang Heng Street began to relent one after another.

They took the initiative to find Pei Shisanniang, Shen Bingqiang and others to discuss the sale of the house, and they were all extremely honest.

Pei Sanniang and Shen Bingqiang looked at each other with some complicated eyes.

In the morning, Li Xian, Li Dalang, and female official Rong Zhen also rushed to the scene at Qingyang Heng Street in Xingzifang to check the specific situation.

Lin Cheng and Wang Lengran treated each other in a business-like manner, showing no expression during the whole process.

Li Xian was also expressionless. Li Dalang looked sideways and found that his father, who used to be meek and weak, had slightly bulging cheeks and clenched teeth. However, under the shadow of the standing Buddha in the distance, he lowered his head slightly, as if "dare not

Loud words frighten the heavenly beings."

Rong Zhen walked into the ruins of the fire in Wang's house with the same cold and gloomy face.

But soon, in the afternoon of that day, when a group of officials led by Li Xian were inspecting, something else happened.

A drunken figure of a frail young man appeared at the statue construction site next to Xingzi Lake. It may be that the construction of the Giant Buddha was rushing for time, and it was so busy that no one noticed or stopped him during the whole process.

Wang Yu, the third son of the Wang family who had always been cowardly and taciturn, Wang Yu, a state bachelor, was dressed in plain white mourning clothes. He swayed left and right along the ladder frame to the right shoulder of the unfinished Buddha, poured oil all over his body, lowered his head and dropped the fire

Zhezi jumped down from a high place in front of everyone.

When the first person on the field saw him, he had already turned into a ball of fire in mid-air.

Along with the wailing sound in the fire, after taking a break, I heard a heavy sound similar to a "bang", and the ground under my feet shook.

The sound was like the dull sound of a sack falling to the ground on the dock.

It's like the sound of a lump of dough being slapped on the chopping board by a rude cook in the kitchen.

The voice resounded not far behind Li Xian, who was inspecting, and Yuan Huaimin and others,

Blood and fire splattered.

The wailing stopped suddenly.

But it seems that it has not left, and has been lingering in everyone's ears in the form of some distant lingering sound.

Li Xian, Li Dalang, Yuan Huaimin and other officials all turned around in shock.

The atmosphere in the entire venue fell into a brief dead silence.

A cold and cold figure of a girl in royal attire who was investigating Wang Zhai not far away also quickly appeared at the scene of a strange accident.

Rong Zhen, Li Xian and other officials stared at the large pile of flesh and blood corpses on the ground.

After a while, Rong Zhen, Li Xian, Yuan Huaimin, Pei Shisanniang... everyone in the audience slowly turned their heads.

All eyes were focused on the person who was leading the group at the front and presided over the statue of Xingzifang.

From all directions, there were looks of surprise, doubt, anger or fear.

Lin Cheng shook his head expressionlessly:

"Again, I am not you."
Chapter completed!