"It's on fire!"
Someone shouted in the darkness, and soon the originally quiet night sky was awakened by the noise of the residents.
"It's on fire... hurry up and put it out..."
Someone started knocking on doors, and lights were turned on in every house.
The house that Song Ning and his family rented was at the end of the alley. They waited for a long time before someone knocked on the door.
“Here it comes…”
Qiao Bo put on a coat, pretended to have just woken up, and opened the door.
"There are two old houses on fire here. Hurry up and get everyone at home to help. Anyone who can help should go and help!"
"It's dry this time, don't wait until the fire reaches your home..."
The person who came was the neighbor on the left, a talkative old man. Qiao Bo had met him several times.
When they first moved into this house, the old man gave them a bunch of vegetables as a way of congratulating them on moving into a new house.
"Okay! We'll pack up and go over..."
Qiao Bo nodded gently, and then held the old man's hand and said, "You and Auntie should not go. He Yi and I will go over to take a look..."
"You're right! We're old enough not to cause trouble, you young people should go!"
"Bring whatever basins and buckets you have at home, they can be used!"
"We live close together, so the fire brigade can't get here. Putting out the fire depends entirely on manpower. Every bit of help counts!"
Although the old man is old, he is very smart.
Hearing that Qiao Bo was willing to help, his expression softened a little.
"You two can go without worry! My wife and I will help you look after your wife, she won't be able to leave!"
Song Ning walked out of the house with a smile, "Grandpa is right, you and He Yi should go over and help! I'm here!"
"Are you home, Auntie? I just happened to have something to ask you, so I'd like to go with you..."
"No problem! No problem..."
Song Ning's words were frank and generous, and the old man's expression became even kinder.
Qiao Bo and He Yi put on a full show, each carrying a bucket and running over, and Song Ning also followed the old man back home.
But within ten minutes, Qiao Bo and Song Ning all returned here.
"I checked and found that the police officers on guard had gone to put out the fire and rescue people. This post is temporarily vacant. We must hurry and leave here before they react!"
"He Yi stayed over there to put out the fire, and if there was anything he could provide some protection..."
The two men smiled at each other, and Qiao Bo spoke first.
"The old man and the old lady next door were knocked unconscious by me, they will definitely have a good sleep tonight..."
Song Ning blinked mischievously, "There's no time to lose, let's hurry up!"
"You stay here, so that you can meet He Yi if anything happens."
Zhai Fang nodded in agreement. Someone had also put tracking powder on him, although he had removed some of the smell by taking a shower and changing clothes.
But there was no guarantee that the other party might have other means to find his hiding place, so for safety's sake, he decided not to cause trouble.
In order to prevent another accident from happening, Song Ning used puppetry to control the eight women to follow Qiao Bo and move quietly to the north.
Hu Shulan once again transformed into a little fox and jumped onto the roof to clear the way for them.
After narrowly avoiding several groups of people running around, Song Ning and his friends finally saw the outline of the mountain to the north.
Song Ning did not dare to be careless. The experiences from countless novels, movies and TV dramas told her that the more critical the moment, the more cautious one should be.
Puppetry, also known as manipulation, is a secret method that can be used to manipulate other people to perform various actions.
Normally, puppetry can only control one person, but this time Song Ning was very skilled and bold, and he controlled eight people at the same time.
She was only controlling them to perform simple actions, and this step alone almost drained all her spiritual power.
If she hadn't accumulated enough merit recently and her spiritual power hadn't been slowly recovering, she really wouldn't have been able to hold on this way.
"Are you okay?"
Beads of sweat the size of beans fell down from Song Ning's head, and Qiao Bo kept looking back.
"Keep going!"
Song Ning gritted her teeth. The consumption of spiritual energy was secondary. The most difficult thing was the mental consumption.
Controlling eight people at the same time is still a huge challenge for Song Ning.
Therefore, she had no mood to talk at all, and all her attention was focused on these eight women.
Qiao Bo suppressed his worries, carefully identified the direction, and led them into an alley.
The alley here is completely different from the one where they live. It is more desolate and dilapidated, and the traces of flooding are clearly visible.
When we got here, the night sky suddenly became quiet. Apart from the occasional flickering phosphorescence, there was no light to be seen.
"The place I'm talking about is just ahead..."
There were not many people living here, so Qiao Bo deliberately slowed down his pace and walked to Song Ning's side.
The place Qiao Bo was talking about was a relatively intact house with a private cellar. It was the perfect place to house the eight women.
"Such a remote place...are you sure the police can find it?"
Song Ning glanced at Qiao Bo suspiciously, feeling that if he wanted to commit a crime, he would definitely be the most cunning criminal.
"It's OK..."
Qiao Bo touched Song Ning's head with amusement, "I left a lot of obvious traces. If they can't find them, then it's a problem of their IQ."
"I wonder where the evidence you left is?"
Song Ning looked around, but didn't see anything wrong.
"Here... and here..."
Qiao Bo pointed at a few places at random and said, "I deliberately left traces of multiple people's activities. As long as the police are not blind, they will definitely follow the traces to find us."
Song Ning didn't want to discourage him, but she could guarantee that they would never find it!
To be on the safe side, Song Ning set another fire here.
She used a yellow talisman to start a fire. The yellow talisman was flammable, and the ashes from it mixed with the dry thatch ashes on the roof, leaving no trace at all.
Then Qiao Bo carefully erased the traces of their passing and made traces to confuse the vision, making it absolutely foolproof!
"It's on fire..."
The fire over there was just brought under control, and the fire here started again. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Song Ning and Qiao Bo successfully returned to their residence among the crowd of people putting out the fire. Only Hu Shulan quietly waited for the late police to discover the eight women in the cellar.
Seeing them being safely taken into the police car, Hu Shulan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She swore that she would never be kind to others next time!
After delivering those eight hot potatoes, the next problem is the village party's.
Song Ning pressed her temple in pain. The excessive use of control techniques just now had taken a huge toll on her mental state.
Her temples were throbbing and her head was as swollen as paste.
Qiao Bo stood up and put his hand on the top of Song Ning's head, and gently massaged her with his fingers.
Qiao Bo's fingers were long and powerful, but he used the lightest force possible. Waves of comfort came over Song Ning's scalp, and the expression on her face immediately relaxed.
She turned around and hugged Qiao Bo's waist dishonestly, and stayed in his arms like a spoiled child, refusing to get up.
As Qiao Bo's face basked in the sun, the force of his fingers became gentler.
Zhai Fang and He Yi looked at each other, stretched, and went back to sleep tacitly.
If you have anything to say, let’s wait until dawn!
The task now is to sleep!
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