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Chapter 228 Famous Festival

The screams of Fang Muxue and others also attracted a lot of noise.

Immediately several scholars ran upstairs.

How could Xie Qiao think more? After walking out of the wing room, Xie Qiao felt cold when he saw the scholars being in awe.

When I saw the shopkeeper, I immediately stepped forward: "There are all officials in the room, so don't trespass people. The shopkeeper asked the mother-in-law in the backyard to come over to help put out the fire!"

The shopkeeper felt a stern and immediately reacted.

If it were really a fire, the people inside would have already run out.

"Hurry, hurry up, let's bring the water here!" the shopkeeper shouted immediately, then greeted the waiter and drove the scholars downstairs.

The girls here are all very identities. If something happens to him, the restaurant will not be open.

Inside the room, Fang Muxue and the other four were all anxious.

I don't know what happened to the charcoal fire, but Mars kept popping out. This Mars was not big and could not ignite the wooden tiles under their feet. However, when they were stained with their clothes, there was a hole in the blink of an eye. Now the outer clothes they took off had been burned.

So at this moment they were all a little disheveled. Just now they heard someone talking outside, as if they were about to break in!

If it really makes people look at it, what's wrong?!

I feel a little regretful, and no matter how scared I am, I will never dare to make such a loud noise.

Fortunately, Xie Qiao opened his mouth.

After a while, the women came with water and kicked open the door.

Xie Qiao also followed in and took a look.

The scholars were sitting at the table and smiling and watching the scene in front of them. It was not enough, and they fanned the fire. The girls hid far away now. Even though the burnt clothes had been taken off, they were still in shock.

As soon as several women rushed in, they immediately stepped forward and poured water into the stove. A series of harsh sounds came.

The charcoal fire burst out with black smoke.

Pungent and choking.

The shopkeeper was guarding outside and was shocked when he smelled the smell: "This is the best silver charcoal?! It's impossible to have such a big smell!"

Xie Qiao had no choice but to take out the statue of the god in his purse, unfolded it, and pressed it on the door. The top was obviously not sticky, but it was firmly stuck to the door, and the cold wind did not move.

As soon as the portrait appeared, the faces of several scholars changed instantly.

Xie Qiao moved very quickly and immediately burned a talisman with a mouth full of water. He squirted it hard. The wooden sword was gently swung it with his eyes, as if he had eyes and wings, and it fell on them in a blink of an eye.

The soul body was covered with talisman water and severe pain occurred.

Running like a struggle.

As soon as the scholars left, the house was quiet, the smoke disappeared, the sparks were gone, and there was no wind at all. The portrait of the god on the door fell naturally.

Only then did Xie Qiao carefully put away the things.

Fang Muxue and others looked so ugly that they hurriedly said to the maid: "Go and buy a few clothes, and you, guard the door, and don't let outsiders come in!"

The mothers also hurriedly retreated.

After Fang Muxue finished arranging, she rushed to Xie Qiao almost instantly: "Miss Xie, thank you, if outsiders had just been allowed to break in, we would have been... all destroyed!"

She also knew that those who wanted to break in the building had good intentions, but they were women, and reputation was a big deal.

Destroying reputation is losing your life!

"Are you not hurt?" Xie Qiao also asked with concern.

Fang Muxue shook her head quickly: "No, but it was just when the fire was put out, and it was beaten a few times. It hurt a little, but it was nothing."
Chapter completed!
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