"Yuan Shidie, let them open the door!" Jing Fa still shouted at Yuan Shidie.

"I'm sorry, what they said is reasonable, I hope you also have to focus on the overall situation, rest assured, I will find Ni Cheng and ask him to find a way to come over and cure your illness. After speaking, Jingfa heard Yuan Shidie's footsteps getting farther and farther away, and disappeared at the end of the road.

"His grandfather's, I'm not sick, cure a fart, let me out!" Jingfa clenched his fists and knocked on the door, but this is an iron door, how much force you use, how much reaction force it gives you, after the hand hurts, he uses his mouth to roar loudly, but no one answers.

For all this time, the guards at the door had been accustomed to hearing these shouts, and almost every few days, a patient who was unwilling to wait for death would bang on the door like Jingfa, begging him to let them out.

At first, they listened to these heart-rending shouts, and their hearts were also painful, but everyone has their own responsibilities, and their responsibilities can only be turned deaf, and over time, that heart will gradually become numb.

After shouting for a while, Jing Fa only felt an itch in his throat, so after scolding a few more words loudly, he walked to a fake stone in the courtyard and sat down to rest.

He didn't want to go into the main hall, firstly, because the atmosphere inside was too depressing, and secondly, he still wanted to stay away from these patients as much as possible, because even he himself was not sure if he would really contract this strange disease.

But God didn't give him face, and at this time, a downpour fell.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on Jingfa's head, smashing him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and ran into the main hall and found a corner to sit down.

Outside the house, raindrops fell on the iron net and smashed on the iron nails, reminding me of the crisp sound of ping-pong, lively and noisy.

Inside the house, everyone was lying quietly, not speaking, and even the sound of coughing was completely drowned out by the sound of rain, and there was a dead silence.

They know that when they come here, they are already dead, and since they have lost the idea of living, then it is useless to do more.

Anyway, it's better to die quietly.

That's what most people think, but it's not the whole story.

After a while, suddenly, Jingfa heard someone crying in the house.

It was a young man, who had buried his head in his feet, and was crying so sadly, so loudly that everyone looked at him.

But no one moved, no one stepped forward to ask why, and no one came over to comfort them, everyone just watched quietly.

Finally, an old man sitting not far from Jingfa sighed and said softly, "This child misses his mother again." ”

It was rare to hear someone speak, and Jing Fa asked with some curiosity, "What about his mother?"

The old man was originally just talking to himself, but he didn't expect someone to answer his words, he turned his head to look at Jingfa with some curiosity, and recognized that the other party was the person who was grabbed by the ankle just now, and his eyes immediately showed a sympathetic expression, and sighed: "Young man, after coming in, it is impossible to get out, everyone knows this, so the child will cry, because he can no longer see his mother, but he really wants to see his mother again." ”

"He can't get out, but his mother can come and see him!" Jingfa asked.

After listening to Jingfa's words, the old man shook his head: "I can't come in, the mayor doesn't allow it, even if someone is not afraid of getting sick and gives up his life, just to spend two more days with his relatives, so the mayor doesn't agree." ”

"What right does the mayor have to do this? Everyone has the freedom to choose!" After listening to the old man's words, Jing Fa remembered that he had also been forcibly left here, and suddenly a wave of anger ignited in his heart.

"This is politics, this is officialdom, young people, you don't understand, there are too many people who have died, and it has a bad impact on the mayor's official career. The old man sighed, his eyes gradually empty, as if he had fallen into a deep memory.

Slowly, the old man spoke softly, "I also want to go home and see my grandson." ”

After listening to the old man's words, especially the last sentence that was so light that it seemed to be just a word to himself, a rush of blood rushed to Jingfa's brain, he stood up suddenly, walked to the young man who was still crying loudly, held his shoulders, and pulled himself up.

"Don't cry, Fa Ye, I'll take you out to meet your mother. ”

The man stopped crying and scratched his ears, a little incredulous at what he had just heard.

Jing Fa smiled faintly, turned around the room, and raised his voice: "Not only him, but everyone present, if there are any relatives and friends to see before he dies, I will take them all away." ”

Jing Fa's words are like a small spark in the dark, constantly igniting the fire that has been extinguished in everyone's hearts.

The heart, which had stopped after entering the door, slowly beat violently, and gradually, someone no longer lay on the ground, but slowly stood up, clenched his fists, and called softly, "I want to see my son." ”

"I want to see Xiaolian again. ”

"I think our big yellow dog is prosperous. ”

"I want to ......"

......

The person who stood up gradually said the person or dog he wanted to see, and his voice became louder and louder, and his middle breath became louder and louder.

In the end, the voices of the crowd drowned out the sound of rain outside, and a vigorous and more vigorous vitality returned to the house.

"No one can make a choice for us, not the mayor, not God!" Jingfa clenched his fists and said with a righteous face.

"Yes, why should we wait here to die. ”

"If you want to die, I'm going to die at home, don't die here!"

The atmosphere at the scene was quickly driven by Jingfa, and everyone's faces returned to their former looks, and at this time they realized that their bodies were not as bad as they imagined.

"But how are we going to get out?" At this time, the old man who had spoken to Jing Fa stood up and asked softly.

The old man's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the fire that had just risen in everyone's hearts, and they all set their eyes on Jing Fa, hoping that this Fa Ye could give themselves another hope.

I saw the corners of Jingfa's mouth slightly curled, stretched out his index finger to point to the sky, and said with a smile: "God has done us a great favor." ”

"But before we go out, we still have to make some preparations, we can't spread the strange disease to other normal people, so now everyone immediately move all the wooden furniture in the yamen here, cut them into wooden blocks, hang two wooden blocks on us one after the other, and write the words 'everyone stay away from me', and then come to the courtyard to gather. ”

After hearing the command, the people immediately dispersed and looked for the wooden blocks.

Within a moment, all the people who could still walk had gathered in the courtyard, waiting for Jingfa's next instructions.

The rain was getting heavier and louder, and the whole world could not hear anything but the roar.

"Remember, we go out to see the person we want to see, in order not to disturb the people we care about, we must not cause trouble, let alone deliberately infect others, if such a person appears, everyone will immediately arrest him back to the yamen, hoping that everyone can supervise each other. ”

After listening to Jing Fa's words, everyone nodded vigorously, and from their eyes, Jing Fa saw hope, that hope that had already been extinguished.

A smile appeared on the corner of Jing Fa's mouth, and he raised his broken sword and rushed towards the sky.

Aren't you going to go to jail? Just a few cobwebs, I also want to block Fa Ye and me? Yuan Shidie, you wait for me, Fa Ye and I'm back.

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