"You fledgling young people just lack experience!" The innate warrior put on the posture of his predecessors, and said with some earnestness, "When you have more experience, you will no longer sympathize with those refugees."
"Senior, can't you really be lenient?"
In the end, Deng Yifei still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart.
"No, you go down, I'm going to rest!"
The congenital warrior didn't expect that Deng Yifei didn't understand what he meant, and waved him out angrily.
The eviction order was so obvious that Deng Yifei didn't dare to insist any longer. He pushed out of the innate warrior's room, greeted the mayor and militia captain, and left.
Passing by the group of controlled refugees, hesitating about the riots last night, many young and strong refugees died, and most of the rest were women, children and the elderly. people to keep warm.
Although spring is coming, the weather is still cold.
When those refugees saw Deng Yifei, they almost hung their heads to death, because his body was stained with too much blood.
"Master Sword Spirit, is there really no way to save them?"
"Of course not, if you are stronger, maybe that innate warrior will let him go!" Chen Hao whispered, "If you have money and a lot of spirit stones, you can still bribe him, do you believe it or not? "
Deng Yifei glanced at those refugees, lowered his head, and did not speak again.
There is nothing he can do about these refugees.
He was not strong enough to save them.
"Have you ever thought, if you can really save them, how do you plan to arrange them?" Chen Hao asked again, "Or, you rescued them, and then let them starve to death?"
"I... never thought about it!"
"It's okay!" Chen Hao said generously, "You have to know that in this world, people's power is limited, you can't save all the people, and you can't kill all the villains, do what you can, be ashamed of your heart, That's right!"
"Um!"
"By the way, do you want to go and see the little girl you saved? I suspect that she might still be hiding under the bed!"
"It's really possible!"
Deng Yifei quickly changed direction and ran towards the girl's house.
The room of that family was still in a mess, with corpses strewn about everywhere, the ground was stained red with blood, and there was almost nowhere to set foot.
The riot last night spread to the entire town. After the refugees were suppressed, the militiamen were busy putting out the fire and helping the injured after suppressing the refugees.
Deng Yifei stepped on the corpse, and when he reached the bedroom, he patted the bed lightly, but there was no movement under the bed.
He knelt down and looked in, just in time to see a pair of frightened eyes.
The girl shrank inward desperately, and Deng Yifei faintly heard suppressed crying.
"Come out, you should know me, right? Last night, I was the one who saved the life." Deng Yifei said in a gentle voice as much as possible.
Under the bed, the girl's crying stopped, and her eyes opened again, looking at Deng Yifei vigilantly.
"Those... mobs were killed by the militia, you are safe now, come out!"
Deng Yifei handed out his hand.
After a long time, Deng Yifei felt his hands being grabbed by a pair of cold and trembling hands.
With a gentle tug, he pulled the little girl out.
The little girl looked a little younger than Deng Yifei, her clothes and trousers were torn, her face was covered with dust, and a black tear streak stretched from the corner of her left eye to her temple.
Maybe it was because of the cold, when Deng Yifei came out, she half bowed her body and kept swaying.
Her eyes glanced over the corpses around her, and she looked directly at the female corpse at the door, and tears flowed out again.
Deng Yifei lowered his head, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
What happened to this little girl also happened to him.
He doesn't know how to coax the girl, he just wraps the sheet on the bed that was stained with the blood of the mob around her: "Follow me!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but take the little girl's hand and lead her to the street. The little girl didn't make any resistance, but was dragged away mechanically.
Just after they were pulled onto the street, some townspeople spotted the two.
"Little Lian, are you okay?"
An old lady hurried over and asked.
She also looked at Deng Yifei very vigilantly, but she didn't dare to say anything more.
After all, the bright red blood on Deng Yifei's body looked very bluffing.
"You know her?"
"Of course I do. In this small town, there is no one I don't know!"
"Then take care of her!" Deng Yifei stuffed Xiaolian's hand into the old woman's, "When I rescued her yesterday, her family died!"
Hearing Deng Yifei's words, the old woman's eyes suddenly became kind.
After all, this boy helped their town last night!
But immediately, she spat viciously in the direction of the refugees: "Those bastards who killed a thousand knives should be hacked a thousand knives!"
"Don't worry, I will take care of her, Xiaolian is a diligent girl!"
"Ah That's good!"
After Deng Yifei finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Lord Jianling is right in saying that to help others, you must do what you can. He has already helped what should be done, and he is benevolent and righteous, with a clear conscience.
Xiao Lian stared blankly at his back gradually disappearing, tears streaming down again.
In the inn, Deng Yifei took a shower, washed the blood-stained clothes and put them on, and left the small town after leaving.
His school uniform, which was previously placed in the baggage, had long been torn to pieces by those crazy refugees.
Deng Yifei walked along the official road all the way to Shangjiucheng. He met many refugees, but those refugees did not dare to approach him seeing that he was young and strong, and they still had the forbearance.
Besides, every ten meters away, Deng Yifei could find dead bodies lying on the side of the road.
Some were single, and some were several in a row. Because the weather hadn't warmed up yet, the corpses hadn't decomposed, and they looked particularly terrifying.
Around the mouths of some corpses, Deng Yifei could still see some dry leaves of grass.
There are also refugees lying on the side of the road, motionless, exhaling more air than inhaling, staring at the sky with their eyes open.
When Deng Yifei passed by, their eyeballs followed Deng Yifei unconsciously... These are people waiting to die!
Some family members encouraged their family weakly and said: "Go on, wait until the next town, maybe we can find something to eat!"
"Really? Father, I want to eat steamed buns... No, I want to eat frogs, just like the one I ate a few days ago!"
"Of course it's true. I'm not lying. I'll hunt for you over there. You can eat whatever you want!!!"
"..."
(end of this chapter)