Save? What we do has always been to save people. Obviously, Master's ambiguous answer did not satisfy me, so I asked him, "Who are you saving?" Did you encounter something?

Master said that he also needed to go to the scene to inquire about the specific situation, and we had to go into this place more low-key, because it was a place similar to a prison.

When Master said this, I thought that he was going to repeat his old tricks and lead me to stage a vigorous prison robbery again, just like the one he rescued me earlier. Although I was a little excited, I couldn't help but say worriedly, isn't that kind of place the place where we are imprisoned? Why do you want to make such an order, in case there is a big disturbance and people sue us, and we both have to go in and squat, then who will save us?

Master said that as long as you keep a low profile, no one should find out. Because the person who called Master to go this time was the caretaker of this "prison". Master said that it seems a bit inappropriate to call this place a prison, after all, it is not prisoners or criminals, but the homeless people and madmen on the streets. Because they could not find their families for the time being, and they could not let them wander outside for a long time, they were brought in to live temporarily until they found their families.

I asked Master, if the family can't find them, wouldn't they be imprisoned for the rest of their lives? Master shook his head and said, he guessed that this was one of the reasons why he was asked to go, because most of the people there couldn't find their families, and many of them were sick people, and now that the world is not good, a lot of good people have been forced to become crazy people, and then they will be arrested and locked up for a while, and occasionally they will die, which is already a very common thing.

Master emphasized that one of the rotating guards at this shelter is a person he once rescued, who he has known for many years and has a good heart, so as long as we don't make too much of it, we will definitely not be reported. If he didn't trust this person's character, he wouldn't have gone so recklessly to throw himself into the net.

By the afternoon, we were already in the city. Before entering the city, Master specially wrapped his scarf around me so that I could cover the small half of my face. After a few months, my appearance has not changed, but my hair has grown a lot. When I was first arrested until I was rescued by Master, I was unkempt all the time, but now my body and face are clean, even if the group of people who arrested me saw me, they might not be able to recognize my current appearance. Because Master had cut off his long hair and was wearing civilian clothes, he looked like a Taoist priest with a fairy wind and bones, and the two of us looked no different from ordinary citizens, so we didn't encounter any obstacles at all along the way.

But to my surprise, the city actually felt a little different than when I left, the most obvious difference being that there were fewer pedestrians on the streets, and more people were members of the so-called "militia groups". They seem to have lost interest in the earlier arrests of civilians and have begun to kill each other. Sticks and red tassels have become appetizers, and guns and tanks have become staple foods. Although I didn't encounter any gunfire or tanks along the way, the houses on the side of the street more or less had some traces of gunfighting, and the already mottled walls looked even more shocking.

Master whispered to me on the road that although the people who are fighting each other in the city now occupy their own territory, on the whole, they are divided into two major factions, one is called "anti-end" and the other is called "August 15", in fact, the core idea is to defend the leader, but each side feels that the other party's allegiance to the country and the leader is false, and no one can convince anyone. So they began to debate, and when the debate was fruitless, they began to beat each other, and then they started to use guns and guns.

Master would say that since these are basically composed of students and workers, and most of the local factories are mainly military, the rate of deterioration is so fast. I asked him where the people who had taken me before had gone. Master said that before the two major factions officially turned against each other, their subordinates were doing almost the same thing, that is, arresting people like us all over the streets, and petty traders were all criticized for taking the capitalist road, which is why your second uncle and your uncle left one after another.

Master told me that although the situation of struggle has escalated, it is difficult to ensure the safety of the common people, but fortunately, these people have started to shift their focus, and except for a few people who are considered to have committed great "crimes", there are very few people who are as unlucky as you are to be arrested.

He looked at me with a smile on his face, a look of schadenfreude.

I snorted and said, what are you afraid of, sooner or later this matter will have to get justice. The master smiled and said, if you are an ordinary person, you may be able to wait for that day, but you are a Taoist, you are a person who learns metaphysics and spreads feudal superstitions, so die of this heart as soon as possible.

My master is like that, he likes to pour cold water on me when I'm defenseless, or mend me.

Soon we arrived at our destination, which was already far away from the house where Master lived, not even in an area. So I don't have to worry about people in the neighborhood recognizing me. Master said that this place is one of the largest and most dense areas of struggle, but no matter which faction, it will not deliberately embarrass the people.

This place is a small alley between two buildings, but because it is uphill, you need to climb more than a dozen steps to walk through the alley. A wall was built between the two buildings, connecting the two buildings, with a large iron gate on the wall, and on top of the wall, all the corpses of broken glass shards, embedded in the top of the wall.

Outside the iron gate, there was a triangular roof communication room like a telephone booth, and there was a doorman wearing glasses and a dark blue tunic. The master also lied that I was his son, maybe it was too similar, and the doorman did not embarrass us as a "father and son", and after registering for the visit, he let us in.

This "Long Ji You" is the friend that Master said in his mouth. Master said that his job is to watch over these detainees here, and if there are relatives who come to look for them, they need to check the information with him before they can be released. This position is rotated between two people, this month it is his turn to work the night shift, working hours are from 6 pm to 8 am, today I specially told that colleague that I helped him to substitute for a day, just to get time to see us.

It was my first time in a shelter, and it seemed to me that it was no different from what I imagined a prison. As soon as I walked in, there was a dark space on the left, with several wooden doors, but judging from the glass windows on the wooden doors, there were no lights on inside, probably just a place to pile up sundries or other purposes. But on the right-hand side, it's a patio-like building, except for the side of the corridor we're currently passing through, the remaining three sides are divided into eight or nine isolation rooms with iron cages. In the middle is a place for these people to let off steam. Along the edge of the isolation chamber on three sides, there was a slap-wide ditch that didn't look deep, and there was standing water, and there was from some people.

This is not very large, and at the end of the building to the right of the two buildings, it seems to be the original courtyard of this building, with isolation rooms built in three directions of the courtyard, and iron railings in the remaining directions. And at the moment, we are standing behind the iron railings.

As I passed through this section, I had to take a closer look at the place because of the attraction of the light and the noisy sounds, and there were many men and women in disheveled clothes, some walking with their heads in the clearing, some drawing on the walls with small stones, some squatting on the edge of the ditch and playing with wooden sticks, and some pacing back and forth, talking to themselves. In addition, some of the iron railed doors of the isolation rooms are locked, and the people who are locked should be similar people.

They are the homeless people that Master said, those crazy people. It seems that almost everyone is very mentally abnormal, but if I had been imprisoned here when I was arrested, I would have been turned into a little madman by this strange and oppressive environment.

Long Jiyou's office was in the room at the end of this corridor, and from a distance, I saw a light coming from the door, and when the master walked in front, when he got to the door, he looked inside the door, and then knocked on the door frame a few times. At this time, a male voice that sounded very happy and full of vitality said, "Oh, Master Lin, you are here, I have been waiting until now since the morning shift, and I want to sleep but I don't dare, for fear of receiving you by mistake."

Listening to this tone, I am really respectful to my master. Master pulled me aside and said, "This is my apprentice, Situ Shan." I came late today, because the transportation is not very convenient, and the two of us set off from the village in the morning, but we have only arrived now.

The man I saw in front of me, about forty years old, with a sturdy figure and a thick neck, chose a hairstyle that suited his body shape and head shape very well. He was much taller than me and Master, his face was full of red light, and his voice was full of energy, and a person of such size and appearance could indeed be a guard in a shelter to frighten those who were being contained.

Long Jiyou looked at me with a smile, and I also smiled and said hello. He patted me on the shoulder, then looked at the master and said with a smile, Amazing, amazing, so young to go to the Tao, a talent, the future is terrifying!

Even though I know they're saying kind words, it sounds pretty cool. So I had a good impression of the burly middle-aged man in front of me. Long Jiyou beckoned me and Master to sit down, then closed the door and tied it up, and said to Master, "I invited Master Lin here this time because we have been dying four people one after another in more than a month.