Chapter 132 Fire

"This" Li Lu's face lit up. Although the ghosts in the mission were unlikely to kill people one after another, it would be great if someone was willing to accompany her.

She did not agree rashly, but pursed her lips and looked at Chen Xiaomeng with expectant eyes.

Chen Xiaomeng stood up slowly.

Her attitude said it all.

"Thank you very much, Miss Xiaolongnu," Li Lu leaned forward, her eyes shining.

Chen Xiaomeng said lightly: "You don't have to thank me, thank Mr. Yin," then looked at Jiang Cheng with a very natural look, smiled slightly and said: "After all, Mr. Yin is such a gentleman, he will not watch us two women take risks, he will also accompany us to ensure our safety."

"Am I right, Mr. Yin?" Chen Xiaomeng blinked.

"Of course," Jiang Cheng straightened his chest and pretended to be strong and powerful.

Then Jiang Cheng stepped forward and pulled out the wooden stick that was holding the door, and then opened the door. The night wind blew in, blowing on people's faces like a knife.

I didn't expect the temperature difference between day and night here to be so big.

Jiang Cheng covered his face with one hand and held the door with the other hand to prevent it from banging. He turned back and said quickly to Chen Xiaomeng and Li Lu: "Hurry up and don't go far. I'll help you keep an eye on the surroundings."

"You just stand here and help us?" Chen Xiaomeng's voice suddenly raised.

"What else?" Jiang Cheng looked very innocent. After saying that, he seemed to feel that it was not very safe, and took a half step back.

Li Lu was in a hurry and had no time to care about these. She wrapped her clothes tightly and walked out quickly.

Next was Chen Xiaomeng. She glanced at Jiang Cheng and left with Li Lu.

The two did not go far, but came to a place covered by grass. This yard should have been abandoned for a long time, and the weeds were almost half a person tall.

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction of the two people with all his strength, and finally saw Li Lu, who turned into a shadow in the night, trembled a few times, and then squatted down, leaving only her head higher than the weeds and exposed outside.

Chen Xiaomeng stood about 3 meters away from Li Lu.

She was between Li Lu and Jiang Cheng.

I think she had already made plans. If something happened, she could turn around and go back to the room. Because Li Lu was inconvenient to move, she was the best target for the ghost.

"Huh?"

About half a minute later, Chen Xiaomeng suddenly made a sound. She stared at a place, as if she had discovered something.

Li Lu, who was unable to move, was already highly nervous. After hearing Chen Xiaomeng's voice, she was stunned and her body trembled violently.

"What happened?" Li Lu asked in panic.

After hearing Chen Xiaomeng's voice, Jiang Cheng did not immediately look at the place where the latter was staring. He continued to look at Chen Xiaomeng, squinting slightly.

Until he heard Li Lu's exclamation.

"There's a fire!"

She didn't suppress her voice, which was very harsh in the silent night, and then there was a rapid noise in the room behind her.

After a burst of footsteps, Yu Man, Zhou Rong, and Pei Gan ran out one after another. Everyone gathered behind the wooden door tacitly, trying to look out.

There was no intention to leave the room.

Through the corner of the broken window frame, several people found that there was a fire in the distance. Zhou Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, "It's the Qian family ancestral hall," he said with certainty.

"Why is there a fire in the ancestral hall?" Pei Gan stared at the direction of the fire and found that the fire was getting more and more intense, and then a large area of ​​fire began to collapse.

He thought that the load-bearing structure of the ancestral hall might be burned and collapsed.

"It should be abandoned there, where did the fire come from?" He said to himself.

This morning, they passed by the ancestral hall not far away and found that the houses nearby were empty and had been abandoned long ago. At this time, a fire suddenly broke out.

Chen Xiaomeng and Li Lu ran back. Li Lu's leg injury had not healed yet, and she limped when she ran, but the fear on her face was very real.

Zhou Rong turned around and slowly swept his eyes across the village. There was such a big fire, but there was no movement in the village.

This made him wonder whether there were people living in the village, or what kind of people lived here.

The next day, just after dawn, a group of people came to the burned Qian's ancestral hall.

The huge building was completely unrecognizable overnight.

The ground was full of ashes and debris, leaving only the most original brick and stone structure, but at this time, the bricks and stones were burned to the same level as black carbon.

There were also sparse flames burning around, and crackling sounds were heard from time to time.

The wind blew, raising a piece of ashes.

There were no people around. It was unclear whether the villagers had no time to care about this place or they simply did not intend to have anything to do with the Qian family, which was targeted by ghosts and almost wiped out.

Zhou Rong chose a relatively clean road, avoiding the brick wall that could collapse at any time, and walked in.

Standing in it, the ancestral hall was not as big as they imagined.

The lobby was less than 200 square meters.

Everyone consciously dispersed to look for clues. Li Lu stayed where she was temporarily because of her leg injury and inconvenience.

It is said that water and fire are merciless. Yu Man's eyes showed a trace of grief. Now she stood here, as if she was in a sea of ​​fire, with heat waves surging around her, and several twisted figures looming in the sea of ​​fire.

Their heartbreaking voices echoed in her ears.

The fire a year ago made her lose her best friends, as well as the man she loved the most and the man who loved her the most.

For a girl with a broken family, it seems easy to become an outlier in the eyes of her classmates. She smokes, drinks, has tattoos, and dares to fight with guys from other schools with beer bottles.

The teacher and even the principal have given up contacting her parents.

They all know that she has an alcoholic father and a timid, mentally ill mother.

She doesn't like to go home and hates the dark and narrow stairwell covered with small advertisements.

And her mother's turbid and helpless eyes.

She hates all this.

But all of this does not prevent her from being an excellent student.

Not very excellent, in the top ten of the class.

When she is good, she can be ranked 4th or 5th.

But for the "hooligans" who fight with her, it is definitely an excellent performance.

They can't figure out how this girl who skips classes, surfs the Internet, plays video games, and fights with them can still study so well?

Where does she have time to study?

They had clearly fought together, skipped classes together, and were both caught by the Dean of Academic Affairs and made to stand in front of the principal's office as punishment.

They would never have guessed what was going on in the mind of this girl who was chewing gum nonchalantly while listening to the old principal's nagging.