Something different!

The new orange light that appeared at this moment was brighter, more intense, and richer in... dangerous aura than the light of the lantern we just saw.

A cold, disgusting smell, like burning wood, penetrated Qingdeng's nostrils continuously.

——Could you say?!

Qingdeng's heart sounded a fierce alarm, and a hair-raising chill shot up from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

As if to confirm Qingdeng's bad suspicion, the orange light that appeared on the far right side of Qingdeng's cell turned into red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ever-changing red light stretches across Qingdeng's right field of vision, extending from one end to the other...

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At this moment, if someone could overlook Edo, he would be able to see red dots like sprouts popping up in the ink-black night.

In just a blink of an eye, the red dot turned into a thick pillar of flame.

The fiercely burning flame pillar spits tongues of flames all around.

The flames were like a bottomless mouth that was never full, swallowing up the surrounding houses and streets.

The night is immersed in the poisonous claws of the fire demon.

The night of Edo was lit up in a way that no one wanted to see.

Dang——! Dang——! Dang——! Dang——! Dang——!

The urgent ringing of the bell, reminding the townspeople to evacuate as soon as possible, resounded throughout Edo.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"Where did the fire start?"

"It looks like Kodenma Town!"

"Damn it! Why did the fire happen to happen tonight? It's windy tonight! The fire can spread easily!"

"Don't worry about it! Pack up your belongings and run away! The fire is burning so fast!"

"Has the town fire been activated?"

"We have been dispatched a long time ago! All the fire fighters in Edo are rushing to Kodenma Town!"

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"Cough! Cough! Cough! How come this place is on fire! I don't want to be burned to death! Hey! Jailer! Open the door quickly! Open the door quickly! If you don't let us out quickly, we will turn into steamers.

There's roast chicken in there! Open the door! Ahem...! Open the door quickly!

"

Kyotaro Miyabe, who had just been awakened by the sudden burning smell, was holding the cell door tightly while yelling filial piety frantically outside the cell door.

The current prison house is really a mess.

"Hey! Jailer! Come and save us!"

"Masters! Please open the door for us quickly! The fire is almost coming!"

"Shut up! Didn't we try to save you?"

"No! The fire here is too big, I can't get through it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-! It hurts! It hurts! Get water quickly! Put out the fire on my body!"

Footsteps, roars, shouts, wailings... all kinds of sounds mixed together.

No matter what kind of sound it is, the same emotion lurks deep within it: fear.

Fear of fire is a biological instinct.

How many people are there who can be calm and calm despite being in a fire scene?

The wooden beams licked by the tongues of fire made an uncomfortable "creaking" sound.

Thick smoke from the flames billowed in all directions.

There was an unpleasant heat in the air.

The scorching wind carrying sparks sprayed onto Qingdeng's face.

Suddenly, Qingdeng heard a strong vibration and fierce cracking sound coming from above him - a "boom" - the ceiling tightly wrapped in flames outside the cell collapsed, falling directly on the

In the corridor outside Qingdeng's cell.

The moment the burned ceiling hit the ground, the fireball shattered like glass, and thousands of sparks flew into the sky like blooming flowers.

Along with the sparks dancing, there were also blazing heat waves sweeping in all directions.

Qingden felt a burning sensation coming toward him that seemed to melt him alive, and he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

At this time, a Pyro stumbled and fell from the hole in the collapsed ceiling.

From the appearance... he seems to be a jailer.

I saw him raising his hands high, shaking his shoulders, stamping his feet, sometimes running around and bumping around, sometimes lying on the ground rolling around, trying hard to get rid of the "cloak of fire" on his body.

His screams... no longer seemed like sounds that humans could make.

There was no place on his body from head to toe where the flames could not be seen.

Anyone with a little common sense can see that this jailer is hopeless, and rolling on the ground will not help at all.

After a while, the fireman's movements and shouts gradually stopped.

After a while, he lay motionless on the ground. Because his face and body were eroded beyond recognition by the fire demon, it was impossible to tell whether he was lying on his back or prone...

Even a swordsman like Qingden who is used to seeing killing, life and death, after seeing someone burned alive on his face paint, can't help but feel his scalp numb...

——Something's wrong...!

Qingdeng's eyelids suddenly sank, and his face was filled with dark clouds.

——The speed at which the flames spread...is a little too fast!

In Japan during the Edo period, most of the houses and buildings were made of wood, so it was very easy to catch fire, and a large area would be destroyed if it burned.

However, no matter how easy it is to burn, it cannot burn so fast!

Qingdeng instinctively sensed something was wrong.

However, he couldn't think about these twists and turns now.

——We must try to escape quickly...!

Qingdeng originally wanted to wait for the jailers to come and open the cell door, but judging from the current situation...the jailers, who are unable to protect themselves, have no hope!

The burning smell in the air became stronger and stronger, and the carbon monoxide content skyrocketed to the point where it was almost impossible to breathe.

Qingdeng looked around his cell, looking for things that could come in handy.

Soon, he found his water bottle with a few drops of water left.

"Miyabe! Wrap your mouth and nose with a wet cloth, and then lie down on the ground!"

Qingden reminded Miyabe loudly, while "hissing" he pulled off a section of his sleeve, wetted it with the last bit of water left in the water bottle, and put it around his face like a mask.

superior.

At the scene of a fire, you should cover your mouth and nose with a cloth moistened with water to slow down the impact of carbon monoxide on the body, and try to keep your body down and stay in a low place with more oxygen. This is firefighting knowledge that all primary school students in the 21st century understand.

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However, people in this era certainly do not understand this knowledge.

Kyoutaro Miyabe chatted with him for a long time today, so out of this sentiment, Qingto decided to remind him and let him take some self-rescue measures as soon as possible.

At this critical juncture, the only way Qingdeng could think of to get out of trouble was to use his own lock-picking skills to force open his cell door!

Picking locks and escaping...at first glance, it sounds feasible.

But a cruel real problem loomed before Qingdeng: Where was he going to find a lock-picking tool that could be used instead?

Before being sent to prison, Qingdeng underwent a strict body search, and all his belongings, including his sword, were "kept for safekeeping."

At the moment, except for the clothes on his body, Qingdeng is in a complete "breeze on his sleeves" state.

——Isn’t there anything long and thin...

Qingdeng's eyes glanced back and forth across the three-story cell.

Soon enough, out of the corner of Qingdeng's left eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow striking his head from above...

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The following plot is the last and longest plot of the second volume. Once this plot is over, the second volume will be successfully concluded, and the third volume can be started!
Chapter completed!