The fire burned for a whole day.
At dusk, the solemn and solemn ancestral hall turned into a pile of scorched ruins, and most of the surrounding pines and cypresses were burnt, and there were still a few strands of residual smoke under the dim sky.
Howard stood near the fire scene, with a dignified dignity enveloping his eyebrows.
Standing behind him, Harrison couldn’t help but soften his voice, “Master Hou, this fire ignited from the inside. There must be no other reason. It’s just that this place will be cleaned up, I’m afraid it will take six or seven days.”
The ancestral house is not small. Excluding the main hall, there are more than a dozen houses. At this moment, the broken walls and rubble, and the unburned beams, pillars and rafters, collapsed into a hill like smoke and fire, and Huo Wei’s eyes were dark. On the side of his eyes, Zheng Wen’an was standing aside, with a sad expression.
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