Xuanxia

Chapter 109 Fire scene
"Kerosene?!"

Wu Changfeng widened his eyes, sniffed hard, and stood up suddenly.

He was just impatient, not stupid, and he understood everything immediately.

He rushed to the door of the temple and pushed it open violently.

"Well!"

A thick smoke rushed towards him, and Wu Changfeng quickly stepped back and closed the door.

"Damn it!" he yelled, "It's already on fire outside!"

At this time, Fu Qingzhou was also helping Qiu Chan up. Qiu Chan gritted her teeth and said, "Fa Zheng is outside?!"

"Who else could it be but him?"

Fu Qingzhou said slowly: "He didn't attack us when we were both injured, but chose to wait until we got into the temple to light the fire. There were already dozens of oil lamps in this small temple, and the smell of kerosene and smoke was always strong. It was hard to smell the smell outside. If I hadn't been a hunter for many years and was good at sniffing, I would probably not know until the fire started... He was very smart."

"What a scary person..." Qiu Chan also bit her lip and said, "In fact, if he had attacked us while we were fighting Brother Wu, we would have been in trouble, but he still chose to use the fire attack, which was the most reliable. What a meticulous mind."

Wu Changfeng scolded, "Stop praising that son of a bitch! We have to escape first!"

He walked around in the Buddhist temple, touching the door and the window.

But the fire outside was already very big, and the doors, windows, and walls were starting to get hot. It would probably not take long for the fire to burn in.

"Brother Wu."

Fu Qingzhou asked: "Is there a secret escape route here?"

"What the hell?" Wu Changfeng said in despair, "I'm not a bandit, why would I need a secret escape route?"

The Buddhist hall and the small courtyard outside are only about 100 square meters in total. The fine spring rain not only failed to extinguish the fire, but even helped the kerosene spread. Soon the temperature in the Buddhist hall rose, and the flames crawled in along the edges of the doors and windows and began to devour the walls.

Wu Changfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, never mind! Get out!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, ready to use his power to clear the way and force his way out.

"slow!"

Fu Qingzhou quickly stopped him: "This road is blocked!"

Wu Changfeng turned his head and glared at him.

Before he could speak, Qiu Chan weakly explained, "The fire is so big, even if we rush out despite the burns, Fa Zheng must be waiting outside. It will be a dead end."

Wu Changfeng was angry and anxious: "Then what do you say we should do?"

Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan looked at each other and said in unison: "Talisman."

Wu Changfeng was startled: "What?"

The two of them had no time to pay attention to him as they had already quickly looked around the small Buddhist temple.

Qiu Chan frowned: "There is no paper or pen in this room. Do you want to use blood?"

"That's not necessary." Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "Since we have oil lamps, it might not be a problem to use the lamp oil to make talismans."

"Can……"

Qiu Chan's brows relaxed: "Defend or attack?"

"Defense is the way to attack." Fu Qingzhou said quickly, "Protect ourselves first, let Fa Zheng think we have been burned to death, and when he relaxes his vigilance, we will find an opportunity to counterattack."

Qiu Chan nodded and looked up at the raging fire that had already climbed to the top of the beam: "No problem... I am at the first level of Lingqiao and I know fire avoidance talismans, but if I want to protect myself in such a big fire, I am afraid I can't draw so many talismans."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I am at the second level of spiritual enlightenment. You teach me how to draw the fire-avoiding talisman."

In a blink of an eye, the two had made a plan. Fu Qingzhou helped Qiu Chan to the corner of the house and swiftly picked up the oil lamp in front of the Buddha.

"Brother Wu, what are you standing there for?"

He called out, "Come and help me."

"Oh!" Wu Changfeng finally reacted and hurriedly followed.

At this time, the flames had surrounded the entire Buddhist temple. The wooden building crackled as it burned, and thick black smoke gradually filled the entire house.

The three of them had collected all the oil from the lamps. Qiu Chan dipped her finger in the oil and drew a fire-avoiding talisman on Wu Changfeng's back. Fu Qingzhou followed suit and began to paint.

The fire was very big, and one talisman per person was not enough. According to Qiu Chan, each person must have at least five talismans.

Black smoke rolled in, and Wu Changfeng used his true energy to pat out the wind with each palm to drive away the black smoke, giving Fu and Qiu time to draw talismans.

Snapped!
With a loud bang, half of the wooden beam above the three people's heads could no longer support it, and it broke and fell with billowing flames. Wu Changfeng shouted, raised his palm and knocked it away. Then he looked down at his palm - there was only a black mark stained by charcoal, and no burns.

“Hey, that really works!”

He was overjoyed, then turned his head with some confusion: "Who are the two of you? You are obviously warriors, how come you both have opened your spiritual acupoints?"

For some reason, Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan's faces froze at the same time. They smiled awkwardly and said, "It was just a little accident."

After saying that, the two looked at each other, and seemed to understand something vaguely.

The first time Fu Qingzhou opened his spiritual orifice was purely out of ignorance, and the second time was forced in order to force Long Dabei to stay, which was indeed an accident.

Qiuchan...

He guessed that this girl was probably like him, who opened her spiritual acupoints for the first time out of sheer ignorance and curiosity...

"You damn pervert, where did you touch!?" Qiu Chan suddenly frowned and cursed with gritted teeth.

Fu Qingzhou was drawing a talisman on her back at this time. Hearing this, he became furious: "I'm drawing a talisman for you! Don't be so sensitive!"

"You!" Qiu Chan blushed: "Then don't touch me!"

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes: "You are skinny and as thin as a monkey, who would touch you? I find it uncomfortable."

Qiu Chan threatened weakly but fiercely: "You damn rapist, be careful or I won't draw a talisman for you!"

"Then let's just draw it?" Fu Qingzhou curled his lips: "Otherwise, there will be a charred corpse next to you. Isn't it disgusting?"

Qiu Chan couldn't help but laughed softly.

The fire was growing bigger and bigger, but with the fire-avoiding talisman, even though the three men stood in the fire, not even the corners of their clothes were burned. However, it was difficult for Wu Changfeng to disperse the black smoke, so the three men had to hold their breath and let the thick smoke turn them into three black men.

The crackling sound became louder and louder, and the entire Buddhist temple began to slowly disintegrate.

The three of them huddled in the corner. Wu Changfeng's burly body stood in the front, holding up the huge wooden beams falling from above. Fu Qingzhou protected the weak Qiu Chan to prevent the rest of the collapsed wood from falling on her head.

The huge flames gradually engulfed the entire Buddhist hall and the entire temple, and the Buddhist hall completely collapsed in the fire.

As the spring rain grew heavier, the fire finally died down, but the entire temple had already turned to charcoal and there was no more movement.

On a mountain path not far from the temple, a short and fat monk with a smile on his face stood in the rain, his hands clasped in his sleeves, looking up at the gradually weakening fire not far away.

Although he smiled very humbly, his eyes were full of sinister intent.

Soon, footsteps were heard behind him.

The short and fat monk turned around.

"Haha, Fa Zheng, is the fire out?"

Behind him came an old monk with a long white beard. He was thin as a withered tree, but his voice was very clear and his tone was quite cheerful: "Don't worry, the villagers down the mountain won't come to disturb us. They think I'm the monk in this temple. I told them it was just an accident. We have no casualties and we can handle it ourselves."

The short and fat monk Fa Zheng smiled slightly and clasped his hands together in greeting: "Thank you, Brother Fa Yuan."

"Small things."

The old monk Fayuan stroked his beard and smiled: "But this time you killed Gu Zhengqing, I'm afraid the abbot will be unhappy."

"It doesn't matter." Fa Zheng waved his hand: "We can let Ziqi Xianfeng Temple take the blame. Moreover, once Wu Changfeng dies, Wu Yue will go crazy. He and Ziqi Xianfeng Temple will fight first, and it has nothing to do with us."

Fayuan laughed and said, "Junior brother, you have killed two birds with one stone and diverted the trouble to another place. You have made a perfect plan. I admire you."

"No, no, it's because of my brother's great skills that I can accomplish this great task." Fa Zheng smiled even more happily.

After the two monks flattered each other for a while, the fire in the temple finally died down, leaving only a few weak flames still jumping.

Fa Zheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he took the lead into the temple ruins, followed closely by Fa Yuan.

They stood in front of the ruins of the Buddhist temple. Except for the Buddha statue which was still intact, the whole house had collapsed completely. Only a few burnt wooden pillars, crooked wooden walls, and broken beams and tiles covering the entire ruins were left on the ground.

"Brother Fayuan."

Fa Zheng smiled and said, "Thank you for lifting these broken beams. I am always a little worried if I can't see their bodies."

Fayuan stroked his beard and said, "Okay, okay."

After saying that, his eyes flashed and he waved his sleeves.

In a blink of an eye, all the debris on the ground was covered with golden light, flying in all directions, and falling onto the charred ground under the ruins bit by bit.

But just as broken tiles and broken wood were flying everywhere, a light and thin, but heart-throbbing string sound suddenly rang out in the rain!

(End of this chapter)