The neighbors around all ran out and were busy getting water to put out the fire. "It's on fire!" and "Get the water quickly!" shouts one after another. However, the fire was too big, and it was extremely difficult to get the fire ten steps closer to the fire, let alone put out the fire.

Yang Xiu was standing in the yard, his whole body was burned by the flames that were so close that he was burning, and his hair was burned with burnt smell. The neighbors around him shouted loudly to ask Yang Xiu to be careful. But Yang Xiu was as if he couldn't hear the dissuasion of the people around him, just stood there blankly, staring at the fire without saying a word.

The past scenes poured into my mind like a tide: Aunt Liu and Hu Zi saved eggs and left them all for themselves, just to make themselves have a good state when taking the exam; Hu Zi bought all the heavy and tiring work at home for so many years, and all he asked was to eat white flour pancakes every day after he passed the exam; Aunt Liu secretly put rabbit meat in her and Hu Zi's bowls, but she couldn't bear to eat it in one bite...

Extreme grief filled Yang Xiu's mind and atrium, as if his whole body was torn to pieces by a wild hurricane.

No one noticed that Yang Xiu did not shout or cry, but just murmured alone. His eyes were already filled with dense bloodshots, and his originally energetic eyes gradually changed, becoming deeper and darker.

"Yang Xiu...Brother Yang!"

"Mom! Mom!"

In a trance, Yang Xiu seemed to hear a familiar shout, and a trace of clearness could barely squeeze into his mind filled with anger.

Yang Xiu quickly turned around and at the gate of the courtyard, the tall Hu Zi was rushing into the courtyard frantically. Liu Xian and the neighbors around him tried their best to stop the crazy Hu Zi, and was still shouting to Yang Xiu: "Yang Xiu, come back quickly!"

Seeing Hu Zi's face clearly, Yang Xiuben's heart, which was like a pool of stagnant water, regained his vitality. He immediately stood up and took three steps and two steps to the gate of the courtyard. He pressed Hu Zi's shoulder and hugged Hu Zi, who was crying and trying to rush into the fire, and in his arms.

"Mom! My mother is still inside!"

"Brother Yang...my mother is still in the house..."

“Woo woo…”

Hu Zi couldn't break free from Yang Xiu, and his roaring voice soon became hoarse and powerless, tears flowing on his face, and his nose covered the front of Yang Xiu's robe. But Yang Xiu just hugged Hu Zi and comforted him in a low voice, preventing the brother who was crying like a child from rushing into the fire.

Liu Xian had already sent someone to report to the officials and found someone to come to put out the fire. When he saw Hu Zi's appearance, he felt sighing. He wanted to go up to comfort him. But when he saw Yang Xiu's expression clearly, Liu Xian couldn't help but tremble.

Yang Xiu, who was squatting on the ground, was like a sculpture, with no popularity, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to have no focal length. Only the two lines of tears flowing on his face could make people realize that Yang Xiu was still a living person at this time.

"I met Hu Zi at the temple fair and took him to the lantern festival for a while, but I didn't expect..."

Liu Xian squatted down and whispered, "Yang Xiu, the person who put out the fire will come soon... You and Hu Zi should take care of their bodies..."

Yang Xiu nodded to Liu Xianren, then stood up, handed the sob Hu Zi to Liu Xian's men, and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Liu Xian quickly grabbed Yang Xiu, turned his head to look around, and said in a hurry: "Yang Xiu! Brother Yang! Don't be impulsive! If you have any questions, wait for the introductory ceremony of the Tianshu Pavilion, and don't forget the rules of the Tianshu Pavilion!"

Liu Xian knew the grudge between Yang Xiu and the Yang family. The fire was so strange that at this critical moment, it was inevitable that people would associate it with the Yang clan and the land deeds in Yang Xiu's family.

However, the rules of the Tianshu Pavilion are clearly written. It is strictly forbidden for cultivators in Shanyin City to fight, and it is also clearly prohibited to conflicts between disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion. Violators will be punished with whipping at the least, and expelled from the sect at the worst!

Liu Xian wanted to persuade Yang Xiu to endure for the time being, and to come back to settle the matter when his skills are advanced or the time is right in the future. After all, the influence of the Yang clan is too great, and even many immortal cultivators in the Tianshu Pavilion have close ties with the Yang family.

If Yang Xiu ran over to find revenge on the Yang family, let alone recovering justice for Aunt Liu, even his life and even his future in Tianshu Pavilion in the future might disappear.

But at this time, Yang Xiu's temperament changed drastically. No matter the optimistic boy who laughed all day long, there was something that Liu Xian couldn't understand on his body.

"Take good care of Hu Zi for me, I'll make you a friend." Yang Xiu's voice was low and hoarse. He turned around and left after giving Liu Xian an explanation, and his back quickly disappeared into the night.

...

"Ah...Help, is anyone..."

Sun Wu lay at the entrance of the alley, shouting while moving his fat body hard, leaving a long blood stain behind him. The broken white bone stubble on his knees rubbed against the ground from time to time, and Sun Wu was so painful that he cried and howled.

But when he looked up and saw Yang Xiu returning, Sun Wu's scream immediately stopped abruptly - after repeated reciprocity, Yang Xiu seemed to have become a different person, and his whole body was filled with the smell of dead silence.

Yang Xiu ignored Sun Wu, but came to several thugs who were lying on the ground, unconscious or **, and raised his foot to the other party's neck and stepped on it!

"Click!"

"Click!"

It was like trampling a few ants to death. Yang Xiu had no expression on his face and broke the necks of several people one by one. The sound of bones breaking was clearly heard in the quiet night sky, making people creepy.

A smell of odor began to spread in the air. It was Sun Wu who was frightened by Yang Xiu's straightforward movements so that he was so scared that he was urinating and could not say a word.

Walking to the other party, looking at Sun Wu, who was trembling with fat all over his body, Yang Xiu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he squatted down and said word by word: "Tell me everything you know. Who participated in today's affairs, who set fire to him, and... where is Yang Shaotian?"

After a cup of tea.

Sun Wu's fat body was lying on the cold ground, his limbs were soaked in blood, and he was twisted unnaturally, and he had already lost his breath of life. Yang Xiu's face looked like a smile, rubbed the blood stains on his hands on the corpse, picked up the steel knife on the ground and put it in his arms, got up and quickly left the alley.

This was Yang Xiu's first time killing someone, but he didn't have much special feeling. At this time, Yang Xiu's state of mind was very strange: sadness, anger, hatred, regret... Many emotions mixed together, but Yang Xiu was surprisingly calm and finally gathered into a force.

Only killing people!

...

Today is the first day of the temple fair. The celebration party arranged by the Yang family is also arranged tonight to invite guests from all over the world, and to celebrate the Yang family's eldest son, Yang Shaotian Ming's list.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yang Shaotian will directly become a disciple of the inner sect of the Tianshu Pavilion. The rise, decline, honor and disgrace of the Yang clan in the next hundred years will be closely related to Yang Shaotian.

However, before being tortured to death, Sun Wu spat out a message that today's protagonist Yang Shaotian did not go to the Yang family's old house to attend the celebration meeting, but went to Manchunyuan with his servants.

The lonely moon hangs in the sky, and Shanyin City in the night is lanterns hanging high, which is very lively. Yang Xiu, who is in it, can't feel even a trace of warmth, silently passing through the noisy crowd. Yang Xiu observed the surroundings with alertness, and soon saw the bright and dazzling three-story building in the distance.

It was the front gatehouse of the Manchun Courtyard full of lanterns of various colors.

Yang Xiu did not go in, but avoided people's sight, flashed into the alley next to him, and quickly walked around the back door of Manchunyuan.

Compared to the noise at the front door, the alley where the back door of Manchunyuan is located is much quieter. Some dignitaries and nobles who come to Manchunyuan enter and exit here to avoid unnecessary trouble.

A tall carriage parked not far from the east side of the back door, which was very inconspicuous in the darkness. The alley at night was as quiet as water, and the noise of firecrackers in the distance was already very weak here. A vague panting in the night could be heard in the night.

This sound is sometimes as sticky and seductive as cinnamon candy, and is as loud and gentle as a yellow oriole, making people think a lot.
Chapter completed!