Rebirth: Outstanding

Song Chengqi, Qi Weiwen, and Jiuwenlong had been taking a rickshaw to Liwan and finally saw this orphanage called Tong'an Qishou Longevity Nursing Center. This orphanage occupies a large area. Even if the old courtyard was repaired by Song Chengqi, it is still the difference between a wooden house and a thousand-foot house compared to this orphanage.

The orphanage is surrounded by mountains and the sea, Liwan Wuming Mountain on the right, and Liwan Seawater on the left. It really looks like a place far away from the city and a place for peace of mind.

At the top of the signboard of the Tong'an Senior Citizen Care Center, there is a small sign of Baoliang Ju. At this time, the iron gate of the welfare institution is closed tightly. In a small guard box next to it, two wearing eye-catching yellow social worker vests The young men and women of ”were chatting inside. They saw Qi Weiwen, Song Chengqi, and Jiuwenlong standing outside. The two came out with a smile, and the female social worker greeted the three with a smile: "Three good , This is Tong'an Senior Citizens Long-Child Care Center, can I help you?"

It's just this sign, this scale, and the two social workers and the signs of Bao Liangju, so that most of the suspicions in the hearts of Song Chengqi and the three people have been retreated. Cheng Qi's clothes corner pointed to the entrance of the welfare institute in his hand, and Abba screamed incessantly in his mouth. Only Qi Weiwen introduced to the other party with a wry smile:

"Hello, I’m from Tsuen Wan’s Cimin Zhaitang. This is a pair of grandparents who ran to the Zhaitang for shelter today. Our Zhaitang is small. More than 20 beds are already packed. Even three meals are reduced. Two meals... I heard that there is still a place in the orphanage here, so I brought the grandparents over to see if they can stay here. The older ones are healthy, but their brains are a little confused, they rarely speak, and they are small and small. He was deaf and dumb, except for his grandfather, no one could understand what was being said there."

The female social worker smiled and looked at Song Chengqi and Jiuwenlong, and said with some embarrassment: "The people in this hospital are already full. Why don't you register for this eldest sister. When we have a bed in the future, we will contact Ci Minzhaitang will come to pick up people?"

"Really can't even squeeze two people?" Qi Weiwen didn't expect that a dozen of them would be accepted by Liming, but they were rejected when they brought Song Chengyu nine-patterned dragons.

The female social worker shook her head: "I'm sorry, I really can't help you."

"Okay, thank you, let's go to other welfare institutions again." After Qi Weiwen thanked the female social worker, he turned and signaled Song Chengqiu to follow him along the road with the nine-stripe dragon until he got on the rickshaw and turned a corner. The people in the orphanage could no longer see themselves, Qi Weiwen asked the coachman to stop and look at Song Chengqi: "Master Song, if you don't see anyone here, just accept it, will it be..."

"No!" Song Cheng said decisively: "Even if Liming leaves, he will only go back to the nursing home and will not leave by himself."

After he finished speaking, he was sullen and pensive. Two or three minutes later, he turned his head and stared at Qi Weiwen, "Have you ever seen a welfare home that picks up people in person? This one is! The Jiulong Nursing Home is They came to the house and offered that if they couldn’t live there, they could send half of the elderly and children. Those who were lame also made a phone call, and they personally sent people to take them away by truck. If the Hong Kong Welfare Institute is so good, how could there be so many poor people? They are not not accepting people, but only accepting poor people who have been identified by them and have been homeless and living in nursing homes before. We take the initiative to come to the door, and they don't believe us."

"Then what shall we do next? I have already asked Yan Ni to take someone to rush in and break in directly to find out the whereabouts of Uncle Ming?" Qi Weiwen didn't expect this. At this time, when Song Chengyu said that the orphanage was suspicious, I also felt that It is indeed a little strange: "But there is a sign of Po Liang Ju on the signboard, and Yan Ni led someone in. I'm afraid..."

The Po Leung Kuk logo is not hung casually. Not to mention that Chen Yanni is the head of the twelve golden hairpins in Mong Kok. Even the local raptors in Hong Kong and the prefix will not dare to rush when they see this logo.

If Chen Yanni leads people into the welfare homes under the Baoliang Ju, if they anger the tens of hundreds of wealthy Chinese elders in Baoliang Ju, those people don't even need to show their faces, and can just confess Chen Yanni with a casual sentence. Even the 14th, who had just stood firm, rushed to extinction.

"No, I went around to the right side of the orphanage and jumped in. After I entered, old people like me should not be so noticeable. Besides, don't people dare to fake the Baoliangju logo?" Song Chengqi took a deep breath. Looking in the direction of the orphanage: "I always feel that Liming is still waiting for me inside."

While talking, he got out of the car and did not walk along the road towards the orphanage. Instead, he went straight into the forest. It seemed that he wanted to go from the middle of the mountain to the back wall of the orphanage and jump in to find out. .

"I'm going to jump in with Master Song, Sister Wen, don't worry about waiting for others here." Jiuwenlong said to Qi Weiwen, and went into the forest to chase Song Chengqi.

The two of them walked through the mountains and forests and circled a not-so-small circle. They finally reached the back wall of the orphanage. Song Chengqi's long gown had been tucked around his waist by himself, his feet were close to the wall and slowly moved step by step. Walking forward, his ears were almost on the wall, listening to whether there was a sound in the wall. Jiuwenlong wanted to persuade Song Chengqi to be older. It is better to let him do this kind of thing. After all, Song Chengqi is in his eyes. , I’m an old master again, let’s not say jumping off the wall, it might be a bit difficult to climb up the wall by stepping on your own. After all, the walls of this orphanage are designed to be a little high. A cursory glance at the eyes seems to be nearly four meters high, even with nine patterns. Long himself, I am afraid that he can't guarantee a successful run up and over the wall.

"Along, you stick to the wall and take a pony step and stand still." Song Chengyu said in a low voice to Jiuwenlong, "Wait for me to step on your head."

Jiuwenlong looked at the height and felt that Song Chengqi stepped on himself and straightened his arms. It is estimated that the possibility of hitting the wall is not high. However, before he can give his opinion, Song Chengqi has lifted the hem of the gown and tucked it to his waist. In time, he retreated more than ten meters backward, took a deep breath, and stepped into the mud with his cloth shoes on his feet!

The old man's eyes opened wide, and he rushed towards the back wall.

"Master Song came from a martial arts expert?" This painting by Song Chengqi frightened Jiuwenlong, but when Song Chengqi rushed to him, Jiuwenlong sighed when he first stepped on the wall next to him. Tone.

This is because Song Chengqi's foot is not high or low, at most at the height of the lower abdomen of the Jiuwenlong, the first foot starts so low, the second step may not be able to step on his head.

Sure enough, the agile Song Chengqi stepped on Jiuwenlong's shoulder for the second time. Just when Jiuwenlong felt that this time must be a failure, Song Chengqi slammed his feet on top of Jiuwenlong's head, exerting force upwards. Go, quickly grabbed the wall with both hands, lifted the body with both arms, and turned inside!

Only the nine-patterned dragon was left stunned. Song Chengqin's movements did not seem to be a master master at all, and it was simply inconsistent with the old man's momentum when he lifted his gown and stepped on the run. The movements of three feet on the wall and his head were not beautiful. , But it's very practical, it looks like Western sports, not like kung fu.

He thought of a question after he finished commenting on Song Chengqi's actions here. On the four-meter-high wall, Master Song stepped on him and turned in. He is now limp with a leg. It is still unknown whether he can turn in.

He hurriedly withdrew back to the run, but failed twice in a row. He didn't dare to take more rest and breathed a few breaths. For the third time, Jiuwenlong finally managed to hang on the wall with his hands and slid into the orphanage. Back wall.

It took him three times to come in. Four or five minutes had passed. After landing, he found out that this was a backyard. The area near the back wall was full of weed trees to be pruned. In the distance, there was a water reservoir in the yard. The pool is used to store water.

"Don't wait for me?" He stood up straight and looked around and didn't find Song Chengyu's figure. He stepped out of the grass. Not long after he walked out, he saw several young men in social worker vests rushing over with wooden sticks in their hands. Saw Jiuwenlong.

"This old dumb monkey has been gesticulating and pointing to the backyard, and someone jumped in!" said the headed young man with a wooden stick in his hand.

The Jiuwenlong saw Song Chengqi, who was cowering and following behind the social worker. The old dumb monkey in the youth's mouth was obviously referring to Song Chengqi. Seeing the Jiuwenlong looking at him, Song Chengqi shook his head slightly while he was not paying attention.

"You can't beat me, I just came in to steal some food, and I was hungry for several days." Seeing that Song Chengqi was not ready to let him recognize him, Jiuwenlong directly spoke to a few youths with unkind expressions. .

"Stealing things? Don't you steal from the city? Bluff the ghost!" The young man waved his hand, and four or five comrades carried wooden sticks around the Jiuwenlong, ready to finish the fight.

Seeing Jiuwenlong doing hands with the other party, Song Chengqi pretended to have a frightened expression, turned around and ran towards the front building, disappearing into the door of the second-floor containment building in the blink of an eye.

After entering this containment building, Song Chengyu saw that, at this time, there were some foolish middle-aged and elderly people wandering in the corridor, ragged, skinny and non-human. Some of these people were facing their mouths. Lisai went to swallow, and Song Chengqi saw that those things were obviously dust or even dirt scraped from the wall.

The iron doors of each containment room on the first floor are all locked, with only one small inspection hole, looking out and in. In each containment room, at least six or seven people are placed on the ground like that. A few tattered quilts, all of them middle-aged and elderly people, not even a clean bucket, smelly and pungent. Most of the people in containment lie curled up and lie still, and occasionally someone moves, but they are also digging out from the hole in the quilt. Bring cotton wool into your mouth to satisfy your hunger!

"Limp."

"Limp!"

"Limp!"

Song Chengyu walked by door after door, calling the name of Liming. He walked through all the containment rooms on the first floor, and finally heard a response in the last room:

"Master Song?"

The voice was not lame, but it was the old man who came to the orphanage with Lame Ming. He was lying weakly on the ground, looking at Song Chengyu outside the viewing window. The strength erupted from an unknown source, and he struggled to get up and rush to the iron gate. He said with his skinny hands on the window, his eyes desperately shouted: "Master Song, help! Help! The people who are taken in are locked up here, and they are taken to the doctor for blood sampling every one or two days! It turns out that it was from An Elder. The dozen or so children who were brought by them in the courtyard also disappeared. I heard that they were sold away! Liming, Liming was in this room to pass out, and then never see others again, most of them were dead. Master Song, save me!"

These words were finished hurriedly and quickly. Song Chengqi closed his eyes outside the perspective window and staggered slightly. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were already filled with blood!