"The balance is not much..."

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the balance displayed on the phone screen.

This is my savings for one semester!

But then again, I hope the commission on the wall is completed.

I survived safely and obtained the inheritance of Tiezhiliu boxing.

Be content.

Now it's time to go home and have a rest, think about how to get a living expense, and by the way, what to do in the next few days to make yourself stronger.

After all, half a day has passed.

With six and a half days left, I will be teleported to the Death Demon Cave again.

Wu Xiaode walked while looking at the unsteady black book floating in front of him.

A question suddenly arose in his mind.

Since that ancestral spirit is so strong, why didn’t he go to save Zhao Junyu personally and insist on entrusting me?

It seems to know what he is thinking-

New small ice crystal words appear on the Book of the Undead:

"Neither the undead nor the heroic spirit can communicate with living people. Only extremely rare professional abilities can communicate with them, such as this book."

"In addition, no spirit can interfere with the fate of the real world. Only with the help of certain professional abilities or props can they realize many things."

I see.

Wu Xiaode turned the corner and suddenly felt something and slowly raised his head.

Front.

Upstairs of the old community's family members, thick smoke rolled and fires soared into the sky.

Almost at the same time, the phone in my pocket vibrates and sounds.

He took it out and looked it up and immediately connected.

"Sister Lan, where are you?" he asked nervously.

But there was sob sound from the phone, followed by Xia Huilan's voice:

"Xiao Wu, run quickly, don't come back!"

Wu Xiaode's face changed and he hurriedly said, "Sister Lan? What's wrong with you? What happened?"

beep--

The phone hung up.

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared on the phone screen:

"A large-scale fire occurred in the old area No. 361, south of the city."

There... isn't it your own home?

Xia Huilan was trapped upstairs?

Wu Xiaode rushed out like lightning, and in just a few breaths he crossed the long street, climbed over the courtyard wall, and came downstairs of his family.

Looking up, flames were constantly swallowing the entire building.

Xia Huilan lives on the fifth floor.

The location of the fire was on the ninth floor. Although the fire was spreading, it was still some distance away from the fifth floor where Xia Huilan lived.

"fine……"

Wu Xiaode murmured and rushed directly into the corridor of the unit building.

His body is extremely light and his feet are full of strength. He can jump up a whole staircase with just pushing the ground with just one force.

He arrived on the fifth floor in almost a minute.

Bang-

Wu Xiaode kicked the door open and looked inside.

"Sister Lan!"

He shouted.

No response.

I saw that the dense certificates that Xia Huilan had received from childhood were pasted on the wall, which had been smoked and seemed to be ruined.

This is her baby, but now she doesn't care.

Wu Xiaode rushed into the entrance and shouted, "Sister Lan, where are you?"

In the living room.

A woman was tied tightly to a chair, with her head hanging down, as if she was in a coma.

The blood flowed down her arms.

——After a while, the fire spreads and she has no way to survive.

"Sister Lan!"

Wu Xiaode rushed forward and hurriedly wanted to save the woman, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

He squatted down and carefully looked at the woman's face.

——Not Xia Huilan!

Wu Xiaode was stunned and reached out to touch the woman's pulse.

No pulse.

She is dead.

Why did a strange woman die at Xia Huilan's home?

And the fire is about to burn down!

Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered many things.

Xia Huilan said she wanted to resign.

She was entangled by several gangsters, and the remote gangsters even brought a knife.

That U disk.

And her final advice.

Scenes flashed through my mind, so that Wu Xiaode suddenly realized something.

Maybe this fire is not simple.

A sudden sound came from the door.

Wu Xiaode quickly turned around and saw a man standing at the door, looking at him jokingly.

"Why should you say you are stupid, or are you quite infatuated?" said the man.

He was wearing a floral shirt, and the fruit knife in his hand had turned into a half-arm machete, and was tilting his head to look at Wu Xiaode.

That gangster boss!

Wu Xiaode stood up and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Why are you here?"

"Boy, you made me look ugly during the day." said the gangster.

"Make a fool? How do I remember you wanted to stab me with that fruit knife?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Boy, you rely on the meat-cutting knife and the fish-cutting knife to force me to retreat-"

The gangster waved his hand and said proudly: "Look, this is not a fruit knife. I want to get the place back this time."

His body sank and rushed towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took out something from behind and held it up and pointed it at the gangster.

The gangster glanced at it and said in a lost voice: "Gun!"

This is a narrow indoor environment, and it is almost impossible to escape from the gun.

This is a gun, why does he have a gun?

The gangster's face changed a few times, he waved his machete and shouted sternly: "Come on, I have the will to take out the knife and compete with me who is so good!"

Wow—

Wu Xiaode pulled the trigger.

A bullet flew over to the gangster and hit the wall.

The gangster froze.
To be continued...