Chapter 182 The New House Caught Fire

The side room was still full of flames, Murong Jie had already rushed out twice to drench, and rushed into the fire again.

The gate was blocked by crossbeams, making it impossible to enter. There was a sea of ​​flames everywhere, and the windows were sealed. Although they were already burned, they formed a barrier of fire, and there was no way to rush in.

He took an iron rod from the outside and smashed it hard. The flames got closer and closer, and the roof began to show signs of collapsing.

"My lord, I can't help it, let's go out." Su Qing rushed in, grabbed him and dragged him out.

Wherever you see it, there is a vast expanse of flames. A guard rushed in, but they couldn't get close at all.

Su Qing looked up and saw the dangerous roof. The glazed tiles were not resistant to high temperature and had already made a crackling sound and splashed everywhere.

The guard also shouted at the top of his voice, "My lord, General Su, hurry up, it's about to collapse."

Murong Jie kicked the wall where the fire was spreading, and roared loudly, "Xia Zian, come out, come out, if you don't come out, you will become a roast pig!"

There were all kinds of fire crackling in the back room, but there was no sound of calling for help.

Su Qing looked at the hysterical Murong Jie, and felt very sad. She didn't expect Xia Zian to have such a short life.

The city inspector kept pouring water, and the rest of the people came over with quilts and sand to cover the fire, but when there was a roar from the back room, everyone retreated.

This is the sound of a wall collapsing. Once one side of the wall collapses, the side house will not be able to keep, and it is bound to collapse.

Things from the roof kept falling, Su Qing said anxiously: "Even if you can rush into such a big fire, people will die."

Murong Jie took two steps back, stared at the flames, turned around suddenly, and strode out.

The clothes on his body were burned in many places. After he went out, the guards put out the fire on him with a quilt. His face was red and black by the fire, covered with ashes, and his eyes were also blood red. His face said no. The expression was ferocious and fierce, and all the anger in his body was concentrated in his eyes, just waiting to explode.

Murong Zhuangzhuang and Chen Liuliu both rushed up, Chen Liuliu was under the toppled fire dragon just now, fortunately he reacted quickly so he was fine, otherwise, he would have become a roast pig now.

Her tears fell down like dropped beads, "Where's Zian? Why didn't you rescue her?"

Su Qing had a disheveled face, drooping his head and said: "There is no way to go in, a beam came down and blocked the entrance, there is no way to go in at all."

Murong Jie said coldly: "Will the beam fall at the door? I have no experience!"

Su Qing was taken aback, he hadn't thought of this question at all just now.

Prime Minister Xia heard Murong Jie's words, came over and said: "My lord, in fact, this side room has always been a little dangerous, the truth has already been repaired, but due to the bad weather, we can't do anything, so we temporarily use the beams to hold the two sides. It is estimated that the craftsman did not put it well."

"This king will investigate!" Murong Jie's expression was very ugly. He had already vaguely known that something would happen tonight, but he didn't expect that he would set fire so directly. It was his negligence that caused the idiot Xia Zian to suffer.

"Where is the city inspector?" Murong Jie asked sharply.

"My lord, I'm here!" The city inspector came forward panting, he glanced at Murong Jie and Su Qing, his face was smoky, it can be seen that he used all his strength to put out the fire just now.

"After the fire is extinguished, cooperate with the Ministry of Criminal Justice to investigate the cause of the fire. Don't let go of every corner. I want to know the truth about the fire." Murong Jie said sharply.

The corners of Prime Minister Xia's mouth curled up, so let's investigate. Once the fire burned, no traces could be found. The beam was indeed placed on it a long time ago, but he just moved it a little, and he couldn't ask anything from the craftsman. .

As for the kerosene on the ground, it disappeared after being burned, without leaving any traces. This kind of kerosene is very weak in oiliness, but its burning ability is very strong. Leaving a slight trace will not be found.

As for the accident of the fire dragon here, it has nothing to do with him. It is because the young masters of your family have been making noise, and the person holding the fire dragon is unsteady and dragged down. There is rosin and kerosene on the fire dragon, so it will naturally burn.

Murong Jie looked at the fire that was gradually slowing down, the reason the fire slowed down was because there was nothing left to burn.

The roof collapsed, making a loud noise, dust flying, and sparks flying in all directions. This place is like hell.

Xiao Tuo looked at Chen Liuliu, who was crying so sadly, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at Murong Jie, and he didn't know how to comfort his upright temper, so he said: "When worshiping her, pour her a few more glasses." That's the wine."

"Shut up, Xiao Tuo!" Murong Zhuangzhuang wiped away the tears and scolded.

Xiao Tuo murmured for a while, then stopped talking.

Murong Jie's face was very ferocious and terrifying, he didn't know something was collapsing in his heart, just like this side room, there was a bang, everything was gone, empty, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

It was empty, but there was a kind of emotion in his chest, which slowly contracted and enlarged, contracted and enlarged, and finally condensed into a small stone.

He originally thought that his life would change, but it turned out that it was just his extravagant imagination.

"What's the matter? Is it out of water?"

Suddenly, a dull voice came from behind, with a tone of astonishment.

Murong Jie suddenly turned her head, and saw Zi'an walking over with two raw chickens in her arms. The chickens were fluttering restlessly in her arms.

If it wasn't for her changing clothes, if it wasn't for her slightly curly hair, Murong Jie would really have thought that she wasn't at the scene of the fire at all.

Everyone was stunned, and the faces of the old lady and Prime Minister Xia suddenly became extremely ugly, and they couldn't believe that she could come out alive.

Zian put down the raw chicken, walked up to Murong Jie and looked at him, "My lord, are you alright? Your face is dark, you are working so hard, who are you saving? Who is inside?"

"Idiot!" Murong Jie went into a rage, his voice almost deafened Zian's ears. He stared at her fiercely, wishing he could pinch her on the ground and stomp her on the spot, "Didn't you see that this king is here?" Firefighting? Does anyone know who's inside? Who can't be rescued?"

"Uh..." Zi'an took a step back, looking a little frightened, Chen Liuliu hugged him up, and cried, "Zian, you scared the prince to death, the prince thought you were inside, he rushed in to save you, and almost died inside too what."

"Ah?" Zian looked at Murong Jie in surprise, "My lord thinks I'm inside? How could I be inside? My second wife and I went to Xiazhi Garden."

"What?" Prime Minister Xia was taken aback, and asked out of composure: "You and the second lady went to Xiazhi Garden?"

"Yes, the second lady is not feeling well, so I asked her to rest in Xiazhiyuan, and I came over after I settled her down. By the way, when I came, it seemed that the new house was on fire." Zi'an pointed to the new house. Over there, everyone looked over and saw that raging black smoke had already risen there.

Prime Minister Xia's lungs were about to explode, and he roared angrily, "Hurry up and put out the fire!"