Chapter 013 Chapter 13

The temperature in the early morning was not as hot as the previous few days. Hua Liutong got up early, practiced boxing in the yard for a while, and went back to the house to eat breakfast.

The servant ran over in a panic: "Oh no, Sixth Master, there was a fire in the Xie family last night, and many people were burned to death!"

Hua Liutong had no appetite and put down his chopsticks: "What happened?"

"It seems that the eldest master of the Xie family was secretly communicating with the people of the Kuangsha Gang. Last night, the people of the Kuangsha Gang went to the Xie family to ask for money. When they failed to ask, they started a fight. I don't know how the fire started. The people of the Kuangsha Gang and the young master of the Xie family were all burned to death!"

Xie Zhang is dead?

Hua Liutong stood up and said, "Come with me to see Xie Heng. Talk as we walk. Speak in detail so that when Xie Heng asks me about something, I will know how to answer him."

"Sixth Young Master..." The servant looked at him awkwardly, not wanting to speak.

"What's wrong?" Hua Liutong had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The two young masters of the Xie family are all gone."

"Impossible! I just found a place for Xie Heng to live a few days ago. He has difficulty walking and has never left the house, let alone going back to the Xie family. Don't believe rumors. You must have made a mistake."

"But..."

"Don't say anymore. As long as you see Xie Heng, you will know the truth." Hua Liutong paused, "You don't have to follow me. Go and do your own thing."

Hua Liutong quickly went to the stable at the back, picked the nearest horse, untied the reins, jumped on the horse, and rushed to Xie Heng as fast as possible.

The gate of the courtyard was closed as usual, which made Hua Liutong feel much more at ease.

Xie Heng was only taken care of by Mr. Hu. It was inconvenient for Mr. Hu to leave for too long. He usually did not go far away and did not know many people. He probably did not know what happened in Xie's family yet.

Hua Liutong straightened his collar and cuffs, raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.

It was quiet inside, and there was no response.

He used all his strength: "Xie Heng! Mr. Hu, open the door!"

Still no sound.

Hua Liutong became anxious: "I'm coming in."

He used his arms to gain leverage, turned over and jumped over the wall, landed lightly on the ground, casually brushed off his fluttering clothes, and hurried to Xie Heng.

The Jianlan he had delivered a few days ago was placed in front of the door, blooming quietly. The water tank was full, with two empty wooden barrels next to it. There was a pile of firewood in the distance, which looked like it would last for a long time.

Hua Liutong came into the house: "Xie Heng?"

The room was empty, all the clothes were there, and the bedding was neatly folded, but Xie Heng and Mr. Hu were missing, and the bulky wooden wheelchair was also gone.

Xie Heng might have really gone to the Xie family.

The blood color on Hua Liutong's face faded in an instant, his hands and feet were cold, and he was extremely panicked.

He searched everywhere in the courtyard without giving up, but he didn't see Xie Heng and Mr. Hu. He climbed over the wall, jumped on the horse, and drove towards the Xie family. On the way, he almost hit a carriage, but fortunately he controlled the horse in time, so they just passed by and nothing happened. The Xie

family was in a gloomy mood.

Madam Xie was in a state of emotional collapse, and was yelling at the servants. Master Xie was sitting in a chair at the back with his eyes rolled back, and the maid was stroking his chest to comfort him.

The only person in charge of the whole family was the young mistress.

Wen Yu was dressed in white, with her hair neatly tied up with a jade hairpin. Her eyes were slightly red, but her expression was very calm. She directed the servants to clean up the rubble and place the dead in an orderly manner.

Hua Liutong saw the half-burned wheelchair.

He slowly approached, came to Wen Yu, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is Xie Heng?"

Wen Yu whispered: "He's dead."

Hua Liutong asked: "Why is he here?"

Wen Yu's eyes flashed with sarcasm: "Xie Zhang can quietly turn him into a useless person, but it's just to let him go home, what's the difficulty, not to mention that he is still a cripple."

Hua Liutong's face turned pale, he shouldn't have left Xie Heng there alone.

Hua Liutong: "Xie Heng is his own brother... Why treat his own flesh and blood like this?"

"Sometimes I really envy Hua Gongzi." Wen Yu changed the subject, "The fire was set by the Kuangsha Gang. Xie Zhang didn't like to suffer losses, so he desperately dragged the Kuangsha Gang members to die together. Xie Heng's legs were disabled and he couldn't escape. Hu Sheng rushed in to save him, but the fire was too fierce. Not only did he fail to save Xie Heng, he also died in the sea of ​​fire. After the flames were extinguished, Hu Sheng protected Xie Heng under his body. The bodies of the two were burnt and melted, making it difficult to separate them, and they no longer looked like they did when they were alive. If you want to pay your respects, you should wait until the mourning hall is built before coming."

Not even the bodies were left behind...

Hua Liutong took a deep breath and smelled the burnt smell in the air. Heavy emotions accumulated in his internal organs. Maybe because he didn't eat anything in the morning, his stomach was also aching badly.

The servant of the Xie family came over and asked hesitantly, "Young Madam, do you still need to buy the burial clothes?"

Wen Yu said, "Of course you need to buy them. Go to Yunshou Hall to see if there are any clothes of the right size. If not, spend more money and ask them to make them as soon as possible. The same goes for the coffin. You need to buy the best one. Remember to bring more people with you, and buy the incense candles, oil lamps, paper paper, and paper money."

"Yes."

The Xie family had only one person in charge, and Wen Yu was very busy. Just when she finished dealing with this, someone else called her.

She responded and walked a few steps over there. She turned around and saw Hua Liutong's distraught look. She said softly: "Hua Gongzi should know Xie Heng better than me. He never wants to see you sad, and will not blame you for it."

Then she went to the backyard.

-In

the carriage.

Hu Sheng held the curtain: "The man who just rode past was Hua Gongzi."

Xue Chen's voice was hoarse and nasal: "Really?"

Hu Sheng: "It seems that he has heard the news and is rushing to Xie's house. Hua Gongzi treats you sincerely. If he knows that you are dead, he should be very sad."

Xue Chen: "I only have business dealings with him. He will be sad for a few days and forget about me."

[Set synchronization rate +1, current vest synchronization rate 82%, available skill points 35. 】

The other 16% synchronization rate was obtained during the fake death. The system was right. The increase in synchronization rate in the later period still depends on major events.

At this point, he must keep a distance from Hua Liutong and not drag him into it.

"Xie Heng" is a cripple who is easy to control. He has no reputation in the martial arts world. After faking his death, he lost his original identity and became completely invisible, so Gong Jiu can use him without any worries. If Hua Liutong knew about Gong Jiu's existence, he might not be able to survive, and even the Hua family's property might be taken over by him.

Mr. Hu, and the person who sent the message to Mr. Hu, and even a random street vendor could be Gong Jiu's eyes and ears. The purpose of this test is to let "Xie Heng" cut off the past, so Xue Chen naturally would not show reluctance.

Ma Jia stayed up all night yesterday and didn't sleep all night. He caught a cold the night before yesterday and is feeling very uncomfortable now. His throat hurts terribly, his nose is blocked, he has a low fever, and his head is dizzy.

Xue Chen said listlessly: "I want to sleep for a while."

Hu Sheng got up, put away the things on the couch, helped Xue Chen lie down, and covered him with clothes.

They didn't have much money on them. They spent a lot of money on renting a carriage, and they had to save the rest for food. Hu Sheng didn't buy bedding and pillows for the carriage. The carriage was barely big enough to lie down, but it was hard and not comfortable.

Xue Chen adjusted his posture: "Remember to call me when we get there."

Hu Sheng: "Yes."

Xie Heng was quickly disconnected. Xue Chen lost one set of his five senses and was a little uncomfortable.

He slowed down, opened the box, picked out a white dress to change into, put on a serious expression, and looked left and right in the mirror.

[Tong'er, do you think I look like Gong Jiu? ]

System: [That's not what you said before! 】

Xue Chen's face was three parts cold, three parts arrogant, three parts resolute and one part cruel: [So what? I won't get sick.]

System: [……]