Chapter 0638: People Can't Live in Dreams [5]

On this night, the prisoners of the Black Panther Gang took turns to hold the wine and drink it into their stomachs, and the whole cell was warm, and they slept comfortably when they were drunk. When Hua Feng woke up the next day, he found that the entire cell was quiet, and there was no sound at all except for some prisoners who were snoring in bed. Of course, when Hua Feng stood up and was about to find a place to wash, the voice of a Black Panther Gang prisoner next door broke the silence of the entire cell.

"Boss, boss, the old man is dead." The Black Panther Gang prisoner shouted at Hua Feng through the hole in the wall. Hua Feng hurriedly put on his prison uniform, he didn't know if the old man was practicing or if he had really gone to another world. Of course, with the strength of the old man, he can't die so quickly at all, unless he has already decided to leave. Of course, now Hua Feng regretted accepting what the old man gave him so quickly, otherwise the old man would still be able to hold on for a long time. Of course, there are times when life is worse than death. Hua Feng didn't understand, he just knew that the old man was one of his closest people in the cell. Outside the cell door, the fat prison guard had already opened the door of the cell and let Hua Feng in.

"Are you alright, old man?" When Hua Feng looked at the old man's pale face, he had a bad prediction. Hua Feng knew that the old man had a deep internal strength, so if he wasn't willing, his face wouldn't be as pale as if he was frozen. Hua Feng hurriedly checked the old man's pulse, but found that the old man's pulse did not move at all, let alone be bounced away like last time. He knew that the old man was really gone. In the quiet cell, only Hua Feng was holding a somewhat hard body, and tears were already flowing from his eyes.

The old man is dead!

When Hua Feng opened the old man's clothes, he found that they were almost rotten and white. One can imagine how painful the old man was suffering from his illness, maybe if it weren't for this mission, he really wouldn't have lasted that long. Hua Feng wiped away the tears in his eyes, picked up a bottle of liquor that was still open next to the old man, and walked out of the door of the cell with the old man in his arms. At this time, Hua Feng's cold face made the prisoners of the Black Panther Gang feel that the aura emitted by Hua Feng's body was actually no worse than the aura emitted by the dead old man before his death. Therefore, without Hua Feng's order, they didn't dare to go out with them, even if Zhu Dajiao was woken up by the voice just now, he didn't dare to go out with him. Although I don't know the relationship between Hua Feng and the old man, it can be seen from Hua Feng's long hair that the relationship between Hua Feng and the old man is not simple.

** It has been said that some people die lighter than a feather, and some people die heavier than Mount Tai. There is no doubt that the old man is such a person, an old man who is not well known, and who has done a lot of things for the country and the nation silently, until he is very seriously ill and is tortured by the disease, he endures it for the next *** person. Therefore, Hua Feng admires this kind of person the most, although he doesn't know what caused him to be infected with this virus, but Hua Feng knows that he will definitely avenge the old man in the future.

Hua Feng silently hugged the thin old man, just like holding a lover, but his expression was both respectful and serious, that is, those prisoners who passed by Hua Feng, or when the prison guards saw Hua Feng, they quickly passed by him. Because at this time, the breath emitted from Hua Feng's body was colder than those cold air in the middle of the night.

The whole prison is out of a valley, surrounded by high mountains, and now it is not possible to take the old man back to the capital and return to his roots. Therefore, now Hua Feng can only bury the old man in a quiet place in the prison first. According to the I Ching Feng Shui, the place Hua Feng chose was the place not far from the grassy slope that he went to with the old man last night. Although this is not a place for dragon veins, and of course there is no place for dragon veins at all, it is the best place to be buried according to the direction of the I Ching Feng Shui. As for the one where the dead prisoners were buried at the foot of the mountain where the fluorite was dug was the worst place. So sometimes, when Hua Feng saw that place, Hua Feng believed that the two prison wardens should also know Feng Shui, otherwise how could they bury all the dead prisoners in that place, instead of randomly finding a random place around the prison to bury the dead prisoners. After all, this prison with 30,000 or 40,000 prisoners is too big, and there are too many places to bury prisoners.

When Hua Feng carried the old man to the place he chose, and came out not far from the grassy slope, the place where he was under the tall trees, surrounded by hundreds of years tall trees, and more than a dozen people couldn't hold them, and as for the rest of the valley, although there were also trees, almost all of those tall trees were cut down by the prisoners as coolies and pulled out to sell. So that's all that remains, and of course it's one of the places to choose according to Feng Shui. After all, the quality of the cemetery is not only related to the surrounding landscape, but also the surrounding environment. Hua Feng didn't think about it so much, he just knew that in the prison, this was the most suitable place for the old man to be buried. And just when Hua Feng put the old man on the ground, the mute had already come to the old man's side silently, and he also hugged the old man and cried, but because he was mute, when he cried, it sounded even more miserable. A person who has had no parents since he was a child, or is likely to be abandoned by his ruthless parents because he was born with various diseases. If it weren't for meeting the old man, raise him personally. Perhaps the dumb man is now just a speck of dust between heaven and earth. So even though the mute is only four or five years old, there are many things that he understands. Whoever is good to him, he will be good, this is the nature of a child, or it can be said to be the nature of a human being. The old man has been mute for more than 30 years, and now the old man's departure is undoubtedly like the death of a father to a child. And the dumb person has a higher mind than the average child, so he knows better. Hua Feng sighed, he didn't know what to say, he just patted the dumb man's back to comfort him. It is said that the mind of the dumb is a child, but it is different from ordinary children, so even if Hua Feng wants to comfort the dumb with toys or things, it is simply impossible. Hua Feng also stood silently to the side until the dumb crying stopped.

Hua Feng pulled out the weeds in the ground with his hands, and then began to dig up the soil in the ground with his hands. Because his nails were too long, the dirt in the ground was caught in his nails, and it didn't touch the stones under the dirt. However, even though Hua Feng's ten fingers were bleeding, and even his entire hand was bleeding, Hua Feng didn't stop, because he knew that everything he was doing now and everything the old man had done before his death was nothing at all.