Chapter 30 Proton Arrogance
Luo Qingzhou and his subordinates rushed to Sijifang.
A streak of cold light wrapped around his body, and the sword light vibrated and rang softly, tearing through the air and carrying him forward.
As an eight-star general of the Guard Palace, Luo Qingzhou's strength is worthy of his position.
With just one jump, he could fly dozens of feet into the air.
From afar, Luo Qingzhou was a ball of cold light flashing in the air above the roofs. In a flash, he flew far away, leaving most of his subordinates far behind .
Among all the palace geckos on Youlouzi Street, only Lu Yi could keep up with Luo Qingzhou easily.
Holding a pointed steel spear, Lu Yi followed closely behind Luo Qingzhou, six feet away.
There was no whistling wind or flickering light around him.
He just walked on the roof of the house below step by step in a very normal way, and each step was more than ten feet.
Gradually, Luo Qingzhou and Lu Yi left the palace guards behind them for a long distance. Looking back, they could barely see the red robes of the two seven-star generals.
"What great skills you have! No wonder you dared to tell Lu Tianxing that you can run very fast in broad daylight." Luo Qingzhou rushed for a distance and nodded towards Lu Yi with approval.
"As an orphan, there are bound to be some naughty kids in the tribe who want to bully you. But you have parents to take care of you, so you can't hit or scold them. You can only think hard about how to run faster."
Lu Yu smiled at Luo Qingzhou: "Fortunately, I seem to be very talented in running away. Since I was nine years old, the children in the tribe who are several years older than me can no longer block me in the alleys and ask for money."
Luo Qingzhou leaped into the air, with a flash of cold light, and instantly crossed several courtyards.
He blinked at Lu Yi and said, "So, Duke Lai is good at managing his family?"
The words "manage the family well" sounded quite ironic when spoken by Luo Qingzhou. Nowadays, everyone in the Duke of Lai's mansion was like, hey, hey, let's not talk about it.
Lu Yi laughed dryly: "Haha, it's inevitable for a wealthy family. I'm not a direct descendant of a big family, just a kid from a side branch. Tsk, this fire is quite lively."
They sped all the way. Youlouzi Street was only a few miles away from Sijifang. Lu Yi and Luo Qingzhou had already reached the southwest side of Sijifang and landed on a tall building on the street.
Across a street that is twelve feet wide, the territory of Sijifang is on the opposite side.
In order to separate it from the surrounding ordinary streets and alleys, there is an open channel several meters wide on the west, south and north sides of Sijifang.
On the open channel, there is a stone bridge every hundred feet or so, connecting Sijifang and the surrounding neighborhoods.
At this moment, in Sijifang, several gardens near Qifang Garden had been burned as red as tile kilns.
However, on the stone bridge over the open channel, a large group of guards of the princes and young ladies from Sijifang were blocking the traffic, chattering and pushing and shoving with the teams of military marquises, yamen runners, and firefighters who kept coming.
Just diagonally opposite Lu Yi and Luo Qingzhou, on a stone bridge, a middle-aged man in lavender official robes was angrily arguing with two men in brocade clothes.
In the Dayin Dynasty, purple clothes were considered noble and only official officials of the third rank and above in the court were qualified to wear purple robes.
Fengtiaofang is a first-class Fang, and the Fangling of Fengtiaofang is one level higher than that of other Fangs and Markets, which is a third-class title.
Judging from the style of the robe this middle-aged man is wearing, it is clear that it is the chief of Fengtiaofang who has arrived at the scene in person.
Not long after the fire started, Fengtiaofangling, a dignified third-rank official, rushed over, showing that this lord was quite diligent. However, it seemed that his arrival was useless, as the man in brocade clothes who blocked his way almost poked his nose with his fingers.
Luo Qingzhou's tense face suddenly relaxed.
He lowered his voice and chuckled, "Luckily, someone is taking the blame. That's how it is. If there is any problem in Sijifang, it will be either Honglu Temple or Fengtiaofang. It's their responsibility."
"The Honglu Temple, from top to bottom, is full of insignificant people. They don't care whether they are punished, reprimanded, demoted, or have their salaries deducted."
"This fire has directly burned our Lord Shui's butt!"
The commander of Fengtiaofang is named Shui, and is a disciple of Wenjiao. He often has frictions with the Shougong Supervisor, and his relationship with Luo Qingzhou is even worse.
Seeing him being bullied, Luo Qingzhou tried hard not to laugh, feeling gloating.
Lu Yi coughed lightly, looked at the fire not far away, and said in a deep voice: "I am afraid that if this fire is related to the person we are chasing after, then..."
The corners of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched violently. He looked at the large group of guards who were blocking the rescue team outside, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
The Sijifang caught fire and the matter became a big deal.
If it was just an ordinary fire incident, then the Honglu Temple would be responsible.
If this fire was involved in some criminal cases, then Fengtiaofangling would be blamed.
However, if this fire was really related to the two coffin shops, the Ghost Mother Cult, and the ghost women that Shougong Warden was tracking down, then there was no doubt that all the consequences and most of the blame would be on Shougong Warden's head.
Luo Qingzhou is the general guarding Fengtiaofang and several surrounding towns.
"Let's go!" Luo Qingzhou's face turned extremely ugly. He shouted softly, then jumped into the air, crossed the street, crossed the open channel directly, and rushed towards the inside of Sijifang.
Lu Yi carried a long spear and stepped on the roof below. He used the force to leap forward and flew into Sijifang a little faster than Luo Qingzhou.
Behind them, two seven-star generals and a dozen captains with sufficient strength had caught up.
Seeing Lu Yi and Luo Qingzhou like this, they gritted their teeth and used their own methods to cross the street.
Lu Yiren was still in the air when he heard a whistle from below.
With a "whoosh" sound, seven or eight strangely shaped ox-horn axes flew down towards Lu Yi with a dull sound of breaking through the air, spinning rapidly.
In the shadows on the street below, a dozen men with long hair, black and blue tattoos all over their faces, and only wearing animal skin vests in the middle of winter, with bare chests, rushed out and growled at Lu Yi with their teeth bared.
A cold and arrogant voice sounded in the darkness: "Si Ji Fang's affairs will be handled by Si Ji Fang itself, so there is no need for you gentlemen to worry about it!"
Lu Yi pointed the spear in his hand, and a series of crisp "ding-dang" sounds were heard. The ox-horn axe was broken by the spear and fell to the ground. Lu Yi was also shocked by the power contained in the ox-horn axe and flew up high, his face rising more than ten feet high.
His hands shook slightly, and the spear made a buzzing sound.
Lu Yi rolled backwards in the air and landed on the roof of a small building at the outermost part of Sijifang in a somewhat awkward manner.
There was a faint wisp of blue smoke floating in the air.
Those ox-horn axes were coated with deadly poison.
The ox-horn axe was smashed by Lu Yi, and the poison spread. Within a radius of more than ten feet, poisonous smoke could be seen with the naked eye.
Those strangely dressed men stood in the poisonous smoke, breathing deeply and calmly, and the poisonous smoke did not seem to have any effect on them.
With such attire and such proficiency in using poison, these guys must be barbarians from the southern jungle.
Luo Qingzhou landed beside Lu Yi. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "How dare you attack the guards of the palace guards?"
The cold and arrogant voice continued, "Oh, you are the eunuch of the palace guard? It's not like we haven't fought before, so what? Do you want to quarrel with me, the prince? Tell me your name, and I will let my father kill your whole family!"
Luo Qingzhou closed his mouth tightly!
Lu Yi turned his head to look at him, wanting to ask if Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to provoke the "prince" who was speaking.
But, looking at the situation, there is no need to ask.
Obviously, Luo Qingzhou did not dare to provoke others.
Lu Yi looked in the direction where the voice came from, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, there is a possibility that a demon has sneaked into Sijifang . We are also concerned about your safety."
Lu Yu’s mind went through several circles.
He had meant to say 'bad guy'.
But think about it, those ghost women in red, the word "bad guys" is simply not enough to describe how dangerous they are.
So, he used the word "demon".
A little further away, in a courtyard, the window on the third floor of a small building was suddenly pushed open, and a shirtless man with a fur skirt wrapped around his waist, his skin covered with purple-red tattoos, and a burly figure like a bear poked his head out and pointed at Lu Yi with a grin.
"Get out of here! Or I'll break your legs!"
"I don't care if you are a demon, a ghost, or Sijifang, you lackeys are not allowed to come in!"
Lu Yi said coldly: "Then, you will bear all the consequences yourself. Your words and actions today..."
The burly man laughed wildly, pointing at Lu Yi and saying, "Bullshit, what good are you thinking?"
"It's okay, just get out of here!"
"If anything happens, you guys take the blame!"
"Go away and don't disturb my interest in exploring the mysteries of life."
The man looked again and again at the fire rising in the distance, and suddenly shouted: "What a bunch of rubbish, is that the direction of Qifang Garden? Qi Lu was set on fire? Such a pleasant thing, why didn't you call me earlier?"
"Come here, come here, put on your armor, prepare your horses, bring my dragon blood vine iron knotted staff, bring more people, and go cheer for Qi Xun!"
"Oh my, this fire is burning! Qi Xun and I see each other every day. We are friends!"
"We have to help him put out the fire!"
"Quick, quick, bring those tens of thousands of pounds of firewood in the woodshed, and bring three thousand pounds of oil, let's go help Qi Lu put out the fire!"
Lu Yu's face turned black.
He heard from Lao He that the princes and protons of Sijifang were worthless.
But he really didn't expect that these bastards could be so bad.
Bringing firewood and grease to fight a fire?
Are you going to roast a living person?
What kind of people are these?
In the garden ahead, amid the noise, groups of shirtless men covered in tattoos ran out happily. They quickly put on armor, carrying swords, bows and crossbows. In just a short while, they surrounded the man on the small building and poured out of the garden.
Dozens of men in armor, followed by two or three hundred men carrying large bundles of firewood and barrels of grease, marched along the street towards the fire.
Sijifang was in a mess everywhere.
People were rushing towards the fire everywhere.
In more gardens and on top of tall buildings, many young men and young ladies set up small tables, put wine, food and snacks on them, and drank happily while gazing in the direction of the fire.
The sound of gongs could be heard from all around.
"Brothers and sisters , pay attention, the game has begun, the game has begun..."
"Qi Lu was burned to death, one to five."
"Qi Lu was burned to death, one for two."
"Qi Lu escaped, and I will give you 1.2 for 1."
"Hey, brothers and sisters living outside, have your men keep a close eye on them and don't let those lackeys come in and spoil the fun."
"Hey, hey, the bets are placed, hey, the bets are placed."
"The New Year is a blaze of prosperity, a thriving business... Small bets keep you healthy, big bets bring you joy, place your bets!"
