C5 Old Man Fugui

In a flash, Du Qi understood what had happened. He knew that his family and home had been burned down by the reckless fire he had triggered when he was cultivating. He could not help but feel sad. The True Qi in his body was running wildly. He could not help but let out a heart-wrenching cry, "Ah..." Then, he fell to the ground.

"Ah..." This desperate and sorrowful cry seemed especially high and vigorous in the quiet night. It was like the surface of a calm lake was suddenly stirred up by waves and quickly spread in all directions, spreading to every corner of the Xiangyang.

The old man, especially the old man who did not have to worry about food and clothing, seemed to be more alert than the others. In the nursing home in the back alley of Xiangyang Prefecture, most of the old people were woken up by this sharp cry. Perhaps it was because the voice was too sad and desperate, the old men were infected to different degrees. They got up in panic and gathered in the courtyard to ask each other what had happened, but no one could clearly explain the doubts in their hearts.

Everyone muttered for a long time, and one of the elders could not help but shout, "Yao Fugui, don't you think you know everything? Can you tell us what's going on?"

One of the old men was in his sixties, and his hair was gray. The skinny old man mumbled, obviously unaware of the whole story. He did not know how to explain it to the crowd. He walked away from the crowd and climbed up the wall to look around. He saw that the sky in the southwest seemed to be different from the others. There were some strange clouds moving. However, he didn't know why, and he couldn't help but be curious. After greeting everyone in the courtyard, he ran towards that place alone.

This old man's surname was Yao. He was wealthy and had no one to depend on since he was young. He had no family and no children. He had been in the court for more than 50 years and was usually the most curious. He always liked to make things clear when he encountered a situation, but he would always be entangled in it. In addition, he liked to bicker with others, and always wanted to show his talent and wealth. That was why people called him the "rich old man."

Along the way, Yao Fugui felt that Xiangyang seemed to have woken up earlier this morning than usual. Although he had just passed the fourth night, he saw people moving and dispersing everywhere. There seemed to be a layer of mysterious color shrouding the surroundings, faintly emitting a red light. It reflected the surroundings clearly on this moonless night, and there were occasional acquaintances that met. They would always whisper to each other mysteriously, and they would instantly leave in a hurry as if they were thieves that were afraid of being seen by others.

Yao Fugui really wanted to know what these people were talking about. However, when those people saw him, they fled in a panic as if they were avoiding a plague. This unusual situation caused him to be confused, and he was even more determined to find out the truth.

There were more and more people on the road, and they all seemed to be rushing to the place where the sound came from. Yao Fugui asked the people around him about the situation, but no one paid attention to him, and no one cared to go with him.

As they were walking, Yao Fugui suddenly saw a large group of people in front of him, and he could not help but feel happy. He hurriedly ran over, and when he was still far away, he heard someone ask in a deep voice, "What exactly is going on? Sixth Brother, tell me! "

The person called Sixth Brother said respectfully, "I was on night duty tonight. I was dozing off so much that I came out to take a breather. By the way, I took the chance to relieve myself. Who knew that as soon as I went out, I felt that the redness in front of me was somewhat abnormal. I thought that someone was here to set fire, so I couldn't help but jump in fright. I looked around, but I didn't see any flames. There was nothing strange about the surroundings either. Only the red light of Du Mansion was shining, and there was the faint sound of wind and thunder beasts. I was just about to go in and find Wang Er to see what was going on when I heard a miserable cry. However, I didn't know who sent it, but everything calmed down after that. Just like now, I was surrounded by them, asking questions and not being able to leave. "

When everyone heard this, they all guessed that something must have happened in Du Mansion. Who would have thought that the news of something happening in Du Mansion had spread like wildfire throughout the entire city? The person who asked the question earlier asked again, "Is there anyone who is rushing over?"

Sixth Brother said, "I don't think anyone has gone over yet, but they don't know what's going on in the other direction." When Yao Fugui and the others who wanted to go and find out what was going on encountered Sixth Brother, who knew what was going on, they couldn't help but stop to find out more details. They didn't go any further, which was why Sixth Brother was so sure.

That person was silent for a while and instructed, "Sixth Brother, you stay behind and gather the other brothers. The rest of you, follow me!" Without waiting for Sixth Brother to say anything, that person took the lead and ran towards Du Mansion. Yao Fugui and the rest of the people followed closely behind.

When Yao Fugui heard this, one of the people beside him said to another person, "This is the leader of the Mountain River Gang, 'Pangolin' Chang Xiaowu. He is a righteous man and has a good reputation in the neighborhood."

Although Yao Fugui did not know Chang Xiaowu, he knew that the Mountain River Gang, the Fiery Sun Gang, the Han Moon Gang, and the Long Wind Gang were the four most famous gangs in Xiangyang. They were divided into four cities in the west, south, east, and north respectively. The Du Mansion was in the territory of the Mountain River Gang.

When they arrived at the Du Mansion, they were all stunned by the scene in front of them. The former house of the Gaomen Sect had long since ceased to exist. It was charred black in their eyes. The broken walls were horizontal and horizontal, and there were still a few wisps of black smoke lingering in them. It was obviously a tragic scene after the Fire Calamity, but everyone could clearly feel the cold air. The ground was covered in frost, as if it was a harsh winter. It was in stark contrast to the weather in June and the Great Fire Calamity, and there was not even the slightest bit of life in the surroundings. However, the houses around Du Mansion were still as good as before. They did not suffer any damage from the fish pond. Everyone who witnessed this scene felt strange, and their hearts were filled with shock. They sighed sadly.

Chang Xiaowu saw that someone had arrived before them, and there were still people rushing over. The scene seemed a little messy, so he ordered his subordinates, "Chen Zhong, you bring 30 brothers to guard the surroundings to maintain order. Don't let irrelevant people enter, and don't let anyone touch anything inside."

Chen Zhong immediately answered and left.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and people kept coming from all directions. More and more people gathered, and the scene in front of them gradually became clearer. Yao Fugui suddenly realized that there was a place in the disaster field that seemed to be a little sudden. He hurriedly took a closer look. It turned out that there was actually a person lying there perfectly fine, without even a speck of dust. The situation was very different from the surroundings. He just didn't know how the situation was like.

Seeing this, Yao Fugui's heart couldn't help but tighten. He didn't care about others stopping him. He hurriedly ran forward to take a look, and only then did he realize that it was a twelve or thirteen year old youth lying on the ground. Seeing that he was still unconscious, he hurriedly squatted down. He held the boy in his arms and patted his back as he called out, "Young man, wake up, young man. Wake up..."

This young man was none other than Du Qi, the only survivor of the Du Mansion.

When the crowd saw this, they slowly gathered around and started discussing amongst themselves when they saw the unconscious Du Qi.

In his muddle headed state, Du Qi felt as if someone was shaking and calling him, but that feeling was very distant and fuzzy. As his consciousness gradually recovered, that feeling gradually became clearer and clearer.