The world is so big that there are many strange things, and there are so many strange people and strange things. The man in front of me is the weirdest among the weird. He must have experienced some great stimulation in the past.
"Brother, you can't stay away from me!" I was really convinced.
At this time, Aza came over and after hearing the meaning of my words, he became furious! Without saying a word, he slapped Shi Wu Chang on the face! Then he kicked the person violently!
"I've lost my appetite so early in the morning!"
"Damn it! Are you disgusting?" Aza scolded and kicked him.
Shi Wu Chang rolled around on the ground. He held his head and shouted for mercy. He kept shouting: "I'm beating people! I'm going to beat them to death!"
The sound of movement reached the duty room, and Manager Qu ran to stop it.
"Stop! The Chinese New Year cannot make people feel at ease!"
"spit!"
Aza spat at Shi Wu Chang who was lying on the ground. He looked around and said loudly: "What are you looking at! If it were in Yinchuan! I guarantee that your whole family will not be able to eat and carry it around!"
I was so scared that I was stunned. Aza had just arrived, and with his face that could scare a child into tears, I have to say that he was somewhat intimidating.
Shi Wuchang got up, patted his butt, and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, everyone. I'm fine. Go get food quickly. We're going to eat dumplings today."
One detail made me doubtful.
Is he lucky or something?
Why aren't there any skin injuries on your body?
Everyone saw it. Aza had struck hard just now, and that kick was aimed at his head!
There was a slight commotion before the meal, but it quickly subsided with the intervention of management Qu.
During the Chinese New Year, the pork and fennel dumplings eaten in the cafeteria in the morning were devoured by people here, and they even grabbed them with their hands, for fear that they would eat them slowly and Erguo would not be able to grab them.
I only served some noodle soup. The leek soup was okay, but I hate fennel the most.
The smell was off-putting, and after breaking open the fennel stuffing, it looked like it was filled with a lot of green bugs.
In Master Qin's house.
Since I planned to go downstairs tonight to find out what was going on, I asked him about the situation.
Mr. Qin locked the door, turned around, squinted his eyes and whispered to me: "I haven't been out there for many years. I know a little, but not much."
"First of all, you have to understand that the situation here in the mental hospital is special. Only the old director has the final say on all matters, big or small. No senior person in the association, including the president, has the right to transfer people here."
I understand this, you said it before.
He frowned and recalled: "Philosophers Zhou Kun, Caizhou Hong, He Weiwu, the old monk who saved the suffering, etc. should all live in the underground ward. If you plan to go down, be careful, these people are not easy to mess with.
"
I frowned, I didn't know any of these people.
"How was that person yesterday? Do you need me to help you deal with it?"
He was referring to Aza.
I did not reveal Aza's true identity directly, but said: "Master Qin, this King of Yinchuan may be helpful to our plan. Give me a day or two and I will try to get him to join us."
Mr. Qin's face was obviously unhappy. He said, "Young man, you have to understand one thing. One more person now means more risks."
"Master Qin, I understand, but we can't do this without a few people."
That night, late at night.
The bright moon hung in the sky, and there was silence all around.
There is a dim light on the playground, and the time is ripe.
I carefully took down the entire window, fearing that it would make any noise, and gently placed it on the bed.
The flying tiger's claws were fixed on the window sill and the rope was thrown out. I tested the firmness and turned around and whispered: "I'm going down. You can let me go and send a signal in time if something happens."
Aza said clearly, please be quieter.
I nodded, looked at the height below my feet, took two deep breaths, and began to hold on to the rope and slide down against the wall.
Soon after reaching the bottom, I released the rope, landed on my toes, rolled forward, and landed safely.
At this moment, I was standing on the playground. I turned around and looked around. When I saw no one, I shook the rope.
Aza received the signal and immediately began to retrieve the rope.
My view here is limited, but Aza stood on the fourth floor and had a clear view. He lit a lighter for me, which meant safety, so I leaned against the wall and walked forward.
It's past three o'clock in the night. I walked around from the back of the house to the corridor on the first floor. The lights here are dim and I can't see my fingers. I can barely see the path under my feet with my eyesight, which I have trained in the darkness by going to the tomb for many years.
