Save people? What we do has always been to save people. Obviously Master's ambiguous answer did not satisfy me, so I asked him, who should he save? Did anything happen?
Master said that he would have to go to the scene and ask to know the specific situation. We had to enter this place more quietly because it was a place similar to a prison.
When I heard Master say this, I thought he was going to repeat his old tricks and lead me to stage another spectacular prison robbery, just like the time he rescued me earlier. Although I was a little excited, I still couldn't help but worry, isn't that kind of place the place where people like us are imprisoned? Why do you want to make such an order? If the commotion becomes too big and someone files a lawsuit, we both have to go in and squat. Who will save us?
Master said that as long as you keep a low profile, no one should notice. Because the person who asked Master to go this time was the guard of this "prison". Master said that it seems a bit inappropriate to call this place a prison. After all, it does not imprison prisoners or criminals, but vagrants, lunatics, etc. on the street. Because the family members of these people could not be found for the time being, and they could not be allowed to wander outside for a long time, they were all brought in to stay temporarily until their family members were found.
I asked Master, if the family members cannot be found, wouldn’t these people be imprisoned for the rest of their lives? The master shook his head and said that he guessed that this was one of the reasons why he was asked to go, because most of the people there could not find their families. Many of them were sick. In addition, the world is not good now, and there are many good things. It is very common for people to be driven into lunatics and imprisoned for a period of time, and occasionally someone will die.
Master emphasized that one of the guards on duty at this shelter is a person he has rescued before. He has known him for many years and has a good heart. Therefore, as long as we don't make too much publicity, we will definitely not be reported. If he hadn't trusted this man's character, he wouldn't have gone so boldly and thrown himself into a trap.
By afternoon we had entered the city. Before entering the city, Master specially wrapped his scarf around me so that I could cover half of my face. After a few months, although my appearance has not changed, my hair has grown a lot. When I was arrested until I was rescued by Master, I was always disheveled. Now my body and face are clean. Even if the people who arrested me saw me, they might not be able to recognize me. Show me what I am now. Since the master had cut off his long hair and was wearing casual clothes, he already looked like a Taoist priest with an immortal air. The two of us looked no different from ordinary citizens, so we encountered no obstacles at all along the way.
But what surprised me was that the city actually felt a little different from when I left. The most obvious difference was that there were fewer pedestrians on the streets and more of the so-called "militia teams." members of the organization. They seemed to have lost interest in the earlier arrests of ordinary people and started killing each other. Sticks, red tassels and guns became appetizers, and guns and tanks became the staple food. Although I didn't encounter any shooting or tanks along the way, the houses on the street more or less had some traces of gun battles. The already mottled walls looked even more impressive. shocking.
Master quietly told me on the road that the people who are fighting each other in the city now, although they each occupy their own territory, are generally divided into two major factions. "In fact, the core idea is to protect the leader, but each side feels that the other's allegiance to the country and leader is false, and no one can convince the other. So they began to debate, and when the debate failed, they started fighting each other, and then started shooting.
Master would say that because these are basically composed of students and workers, and most of the local factories are mainly military industries, that is why the deterioration is so fast. I asked him, where were the people who arrested me before? Master said that before the two major factions officially turned against each other, their subordinates were doing almost the same thing, which was to catch people like us all over the streets. Small traders were all criticized as taking the capitalist road. This is why your second uncle and your uncle, all left one after another.
Master told me that although the situation of the struggle has escalated, it is difficult to guarantee the safety of the people. Fortunately, these people have begun to shift their focus. Except for those who are considered to have serious "crimes", there are very few people like You were so unlucky to be captured.
After he finished speaking, he looked at me with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, as if he was gloating about his misfortune.
I snorted and said, what are you afraid of? Sooner or later, justice will come to this matter. The master smiled and said, if you are an ordinary citizen, you may be able to wait for such a day, but you are a Taoist, a person who studies metaphysics and spreads feudal superstition, so you should give up this idea as soon as possible.
My master is like this. He likes to pour a ladle of cold water on me or give me a patch of knife when I am unprepared.
Soon we arrived at our destination. This place was far away from the house where Master lived, not even in the same area. So I don't have to worry about anyone recognizing me around here. Master said that this area is one of the areas with the largest and most intensive struggles. However, no matter which faction, they will not deliberately make things difficult for the people. When you meet people, look at my eyes and act. Don’t talk too much. I know ?
This place is a small alley between two buildings, but because it is uphill, you need to climb a dozen steps to walk from the entrance of the alley. A wall was built between the two buildings to connect the two buildings together. There was a large iron door on the wall, and the broken glass on the top of the wall was embedded into the top of the wall.
Outside the iron gate, there was a reception room with a triangular roof that looked like a telephone booth. Inside, there was a doorman wearing glasses and a dark blue tunic suit. Master told him his intention to come, saying that he was here to see Long Jiyou and that he had made an appointment in advance. Well come and visit. Master also lied that I was his son, perhaps because he was too similar. The guard did not embarrass us, the "father and son", and let us in after registering as a visitor.
This "Long Jiyou" is the friend mentioned by Master. Master said that his job is to keep an eye on these imprisoned people here. If relatives come to look for them, they need to check the information with him before releasing them. This position is rotated between two people. This month it is his turn to work the night shift. The working hours are from 6 pm to 8 am. Today, I specifically told the colleague that I would cover for him for one day just to make time for him to meet us. time.
This was my first time entering an asylum. In my opinion, it was no different from the prison I imagined. As soon as I walked in, there was a dark space on the left hand side with several wooden doors. However, judging from the glass windows on the wooden doors, there were no lights on inside. It was probably just a place used to store debris or for other purposes. But the right side is different. This is a building like a patio. Except for the side of the corridor we are currently passing through, the remaining three sides are divided into eight or nine isolation rooms with iron cages. The middle is a place for these people to have fun. Along the edge of the isolation room on three sides, there is a ditch that is about as wide as a palm. The ditch does not look deep, and there is water and some people's feces.
This is not a very large area. It is at the end of the building on the right side of the two buildings. It seems to be the original courtyard of this building. Isolation rooms were built in three directions of the courtyard. The remaining one Iron railings were built in the direction. And now we are standing behind the iron railings.
While passing through this section, due to the attraction of the light and the noisy sound, I had to take a closer look at this place. There were many disheveled men and women, some walking in the open space shaking their heads, and some using small stones on the walls. There were pictures on the walls. Some were squatting by the ditch and playing with shit with wooden sticks, while others were pacing back and forth, talking to themselves. In addition, some of the iron railing doors in the isolation rooms were locked, and the locked people should be almost similar people.
They are the tramps and lunatics that Master mentioned. It seems that almost everyone is mentally abnormal. It's just that if I were detained here when they arrested me, I'm sure I would have been affected by this weird and suppressed feeling before Master came to rescue me. Environmental influences have turned me into a lunatic.
Long Jiyou's office is in the room at the end of the corridor. From a distance, he can see the light coming from the door. The master is walking in front. When he reaches the door, he looks inside and then knocks on the door. A few taps on the door frame. At this time, a male voice that sounded very happy and full of energy said, Oh, Master Lin, you are finally here. I have been waiting since the shift started in the morning. I want to sleep but dare not, for fear that I will miss you.
Listening to this tone, he is really respectful to my master. Master pulled me aside and introduced, this is my apprentice, Situ Shan. I came late today because the transportation was not very convenient. We both set out from the village in the morning, but we still only arrived now.
The man I saw in front of me was about forty years old, with a strong build and a thick neck, so he chose a hairstyle that was very suitable for his body type and head shape, a short bob. He was much taller than my master and I, with a red face and a strong voice. With such a body shape and appearance, a guard in a shelter could indeed scare the inmates.
Long Jiyou looked at me with a smile, and I smiled back and said hello. He patted me on the shoulder, then looked at Master and said with a smile, "It's amazing. You have become a Taoist at such a young age. You are so talented, but you will be formidable later in life!"
Even though I know they were speaking kindly, it was actually quite refreshing to hear. So I developed a liking for the burly middle-aged man in front of me. Long Jiyou invited the master and me to sit down, then closed and bolted the door, and told the master that he invited Master Lin to come this time because four of our people had died one after another in more than a month.
