Chapter 117: the Foundation Is Complete! Master Xu's Blood Spurted Down! You Are So Poisonous!

Cocoons are flammable.

Bamboo baskets are also flammable.

Even the pillars and eaves in the warehouse were flammable.

So the fire was extremely fierce.

In almost a moment, the entire warehouse burned.

"Running water, running water..."

The first man who discovered the fire immediately shouted.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire..."

This workshop is short of everything else, but not water. There are large water tanks everywhere.

Soon dozens of workers, carrying buckets and basins, were pouring water to put out the fire.

The walls of these warehouses were all mud, and it was difficult to burn through at once.

If this continues, the fire could really be extinguished.

However...

In a warehouse a few hundred meters away.

A very strange scene appeared.

The two men were carrying a basket of cocoons inside.

Suddenly...

A green flame burst out.

Ghost fire!

The two men swore that it was a ghost fire, exactly like the one they saw in the grave.

It was too late.

The other guy next to him immediately wanted to bring water for the fire, but the tank was a few meters away.

So he had an idea.

A classic image was born.

The little guy who peed to put out the fire.

Although this guy was 18 years old, he was about the same size as the little boy on earth who said he was peeing.

He was too clever.

People say that big breasts are brainless and small birds are clever. It seems to make sense.

Bah, bah, bah! Delete the paragraph above.

He fantasized about how much money he could get after extinguishing the flame and doing great deeds.

However, a shocking scene appeared.

Such a small flame, such a big bubble of water.

It was not extinguished.

The ghostly fire actually swayed and danced in the water.

In this world, there is a fire that can't be watered out?

It's really a ghost fire!

Soon, the whole basket of cocoons began to burn.

It was like a signal.

Then, a more bizarre and terrifying scene appeared.

Hundreds of acres of large workshops, dozens of warehouses.

One ghost fire after another, fluttering in the air.

Without any warning, it was as if the devil had done it.

It ignited baskets of cocoons.

Lit one warehouse after another.

At first, these people were still trying their best to put out the fire.

Then he was completely stunned!

Everyone was horrified to see this.

"Ah... There's a ghost, there's a ghost..."

Several warehouses, a dozen warehouses, dozens of warehouses, all began to burn.

This fire, can no longer be saved.

Everyone earns money, so why work for the owner?

"Ghosts, ghosts, run!"

"Run, it's too late if you don't run. It's too late..."

Then, hundreds of workers swarmed out.

He rushed out of the big workshop.

It's still safe outside.

Because of the high walls.

These walls were originally designed to protect against thieves and now became the best isolation zone.

Hundreds of workers stood outside the workshop.

The autumn wind blew.

The fire in the workshop grew fiercer.

Within a short period of time, hundreds of acres of large workshops were in flames.

No one could save the fire.

There were astronomical numbers of cocoons, countless raw silk, and countless silks inside.

It was all burnt to the ground.

Just this few hundred mu workshop alone is worth more than tens of thousands of gold coins.

The hundreds of workers were filled with fear and joy.

It was a terrible time for him to peel off his skin.

But the big workshop burned down and their jobs were ruined.

"Ghost fire, it's definitely ghost fire."

"I heard this place turned out to be a pit of ten thousand people."

"The fierce ghost is here for revenge. I saw the ghost burn with my own eyes."

Hundreds of workers discussed it and concluded that it was a ghost fire.

Hundreds of people saw the green flames burning out of thin air.

No one set the fire.

In the sky of fire, the wind howled like a ghost crying.

Hundreds of workers trembled with fear.

Suddenly, a man said, "It smells good. I'm hungry."

When everyone heard it, it was really fragrant.

How many silkworm chrysalis are there in these countless cocoons? Of course, they smell good when they are roasted in a big fire.

These workers are heartless.

But the manager of the big workshop was Xu Guangyun's confidant.

Seeing this, his legs became weak and he almost peed.

It's over, it's over.

It's all over!

"Come on, report to the master in the city!"

Then, a dozen guards of the workshop mounted their fast horses and rushed towards the Xu family house in Xuanwu city.

...

The highest castle in Count xuanwu's mansion.

Shen Lang waited here after dinner and took the best seat in advance.

Tea was brewed, melon seeds and snacks were prepared.

Just waiting for a good show.

He didn't wait long, just over an hour later.

The sky in the west was cooled by the fire.

The fire was so great that hundreds of acres of workshops were all set on fire.

Even though they were more than twenty miles away, they could see it clearly.

Mulan was wearing a dress and was standing by to look.

Shen Lang sneaked up and sniffed first.

The lady smells so good.

Shen Lang's hand was above Mulan's Xiao Man's waist.

Mulan did not object.

Shen Lang's hand slid down.

Mulan still did not object.

Shen Lang's hand fell on the most beautiful place.

Mulan still did not object.

What an anomaly.

Then Shen Lang saw Mulan's eyes brimming with tears.

She was not sympathizing with the Xu family, but hating destruction.

No matter who wrote it, it was not easy to build it. It was heartbreaking to burn it down in such a big fire.

Shen Lang moved his hand up again and put a little force around the girl's waist.

Mulan snuggled into his arms.

"Lady, we are here to survive." Shen Lang said softly, "In this world, nothing is more important than survival. Even if you have good intentions, you have to live on your own first."

"I know," Mulan said, "I'm sad, but I don't regret it."

Shen Lang kissed Mulan gently on the forehead and said, "Your wife is always strong. As a husband, I have never seen you so fragile."

Mulan said, "You will see more and more in the future."

This was actually the biggest confession.

Why would a strong person become weak?

The reason is simple!

...

Xu Guangyun was having a big feast.

Xu Qianqian and Zhang Jin's engagement party was too high-end, and businessmen in Xuanwu city, even some relatives and friends of the Xu family, were not eligible to attend.

The original plan was to hold another one a day after the engagement party to invite all the businessmen and relatives.

But that night at the engagement party, Shen Lang won a big victory, and the Xu family lost all its face, so the banquet naturally ended.

But today is a good day!

Shen Lang was defeated, and the Xu family won by a landslide.

So the owner of the Xu family held the banquet and invited all the wealthy businessmen.

Shen Lang, the little devil, was finally broken today, breaking his bones and spine.

"Did you see that little bastard Shen Lang today? Not only did he bow and apologize to the Xu family owner, but he also burned thousands of books himself. This scene is so satisfying."

"Yes, this little beast fainted on the spot. I heard that he vomited blood when he was carried back to Count xuanwu's mansion."

"Mr. Xu has made a lot of money this time. He bought 300,000 kilograms of cocoons at a 60 % discount. How can there be such a good business in the world?"

Xu Guang yun smiled and said, "What is this? There are still more than three million jin of silkworm cocoons produced by the Count xuanwu's mansion fief. I plan to buy them all at a 30 % discount."

As soon as this was said, everyone was envious, jealous, and hateful.

It was amazing that they were married to lord Imperial guard. I thought it would be a bottomless pit to keep pouring money into.

I didn't expect to make a lot of money.

It seems that power and money are the most powerful combination.

"Shen Lang, can he not sell it? Can he not sell it? If he doesn't sell it, the moths in these cocoons will fly out. By then, the hundred thousand people will be hungry and will devour Shen Lang alive. These hundred thousand hungry people will burn the whole of Count xuanwu's mansion to ashes."

"What can uncle xuanwu do? Pay for the food to support these 100,000 people? Where did he get the money? I'm not afraid to tell you that Count xuanwu's mansion is not only poor, but also heavily in debt. The money he owes will not be over in a few lifetimes."

"The Jin family family, it's just a skeleton in the grave. It's almost over!"

"As for Shen Lang, since he compromised for the first time, there's no bottom line." Xu Guangyun said indifferently, "He wants me to buy the remaining three million catties of cocoons on his fief? Sure, kneel down and kowtow to me in public to make amends."

"Yes, yes, let this little beast Shen Lang kowtow to gong xu to make amends!"

Everyone fawned on him.

Xu Qianqian did not drink with them, but drank alone in his room in Embroidery building.

She wanted to celebrate this victory quietly.

As those people said, Shen Lang's spine had been broken.

If he could burn books in public today, he could kneel and kowtow tomorrow.

Once a person breaks through the bottom line of his dignity, there will be no bottom line.

Thinking of the tragic future of shen langdao, Xu Qianqian was happy again, and even had some sympathy.

"Shen Lang, you shouldn't have gone to Count xuanwu's mansion to be a son-in-law. You should have been a servant in my house. That would have been better."

Licking a dog is supposed to be licking a dog for the rest of his life. Why should he change his stance?

After the destruction of Count xuanwu's mansion in the future? You, Shen Lang, will die without a burial ground.

And now it seems that Shen Lang may not be able to hold out for that day.

Xu Qianqian picked up his glass, opened the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and smelled the fragrance of the third season osmanthus.

A little too much to drink, a little tipsy.

For some reason, it was wet.

Raise your glass to invite the bright moon and drink to each other.

Xu Qianqian couldn't make such a powerful poem. In fact, she did not like to write poems, and she did not like to be a talented woman.

One to the moon, one to destruction.

Shen Lang, your short legendary life is over.

Xu Qianqian gulped it down.

Then...

She seemed to see a ball of fire.

To be exact, it was not a fire, but a red light in the western sky.

Her heart trembled.

That seemed to be the direction of her big workshop?

Although the Xu family was rich, they were only businessmen and could not be built on the mountains like Count xuanwu's mansion.

The terrain here was not high enough to see clearly.

Xu Qianqian stayed for a while, then ran to the top of the house.

Never, never!

As Xu Qianqian ran, he prayed desperately in his heart.

...

Xu Guangyun was a little drunk.

His personality was originally unruly, and at this time, he was complacent and somewhat forgetful.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my family is going to have a big feast tomorrow. Please continue to come and let us see a good show."

"Last time at my daughter's engagement party, didn't Shen Lang have a big victory and a commanding presence? Tomorrow night, let him kneel down and apologize in public."

"If he does not kneel, let the 100,000 people on the fief of Count xuanwu's mansion starve to death!"

"Hahahaha..."

And at this moment!

There was a rush of footsteps outside.

The manager of the xu family workshop rushed in with more than a dozen guards. Their faces were still dark and their bodies were covered in ashes.

Seeing this group of people in a sorry state, Xu Guangyun said quickly, "How do you behave? I am full of friends and guests here. If you are so embarrassed, wouldn't it be a disgrace to me?"

The steward knelt down and kowtowed, crying, "Master, it's not a good thing, it's not a good thing. Our workshop is on fire, everything is burned clean, countless cocoons, countless raw silk and silk, all burned, all done, all done..."

As soon as he said this, Xu Guangyun's body shook.

It was as if he had been hallucinating, and he even dug his ears.

All the guests fell into a sudden silence.

He could hardly believe his ears.

The big Xu family workshop burned down?

How is that possible?

It was full of tanks and water vapor. How could it burn?

After a while, Xu Guangyun suddenly stepped forward and kicked the big steward.

"I'll let you talk nonsense, I'll let you talk nonsense! Are you tired of living, or are you drinking too much cat urine?"

The chief steward kowtowed desperately and said, "Really, really, master, you will know when you go and take a look."

At this moment, Xu Qianqian ran over like a gust of wind.

"Father, something bad is happening. There's a fire in the west."

"Men, prepare the carriage and go to the big workshop!"

A moment later, Xu Guangyun and Xu Qianqian took the carriage and ran towards the big workshop outside the city.

...

When Xu Qianqian and Xu Guangyun arrived.

The whole workshop was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers.

Not to put out the fire, but to prevent it from spreading.

Because there was no need to save the big workshop.

It was almost burnt out, and many of the walls began to collapse.

The autumn clothes were cool, but they were so close to the fire that they looked like they were being roasted.

But Xu Guangyun's body was so cold that he could not feel a trace of temperature.

Looking at the raging fire.

All his drunkenness disappeared without a trace.

A cool breath rushed from the soles of his feet to his head.

For decades, this large workshop expanded from a few acres to tens of acres, and finally to hundreds of acres, only then did it have the scale in front of us.

It's the foundation of two generations.

Not to mention the astronomical number of cocoons, raw silk and silk.

Now it was all set on fire.

How much did it cost?

Only god knows!

This is most of the furniture.

This big workshop is the foundation of the Xu family!

Now it's all ruined.

Just over an hour ago, he was feeling smug and at the peak of his life.

At this moment, fate seemed to kick him to the eighteenth level of hell.

Oh my god?

Oh my god?

God, why are you doing this to me?

"Why don't you put out the fire? Why don't you put out the fire?" Xu Guangyun screamed wildly.

The manager wailed, "No, no. Dozens of warehouses were burning at the same time. The fire was so strange that it couldn't be extinguished with water."

It's all over, it's all over!

"Ah... Ah..."

Xu Guangyun roared like a wounded beast.

Then, he felt a stream of air rushing through his chest and abdomen.

The suffocation was about to explode.

Then there was a sharp pain in the abdomen.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This time, it was a real spurt of blood!

And it spewed out one after another.

Then, shen lang's face appeared in Xu Guangyun's mind, like a sneering snake.

"Shen Lang, you're so poisonous. You're so poisonous..."

Then, Xu Guangyun suddenly fell backwards.

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