The Blood Bodhisattva still looked disdainful.

"The ancients said, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies."

"What's the point of starvation?"

I understand the feelings of the Blood Bodhisattva very well, because she ate incense before she took possession of Yangma's body, and she didn't know what it was like to starve.

At the same time, I am more and more sure that it will not be long before the Blood Bodhisattva will ask me for something to eat.

It is estimated that the Blood Bodhisattva can live for so long, all because of his strength.

Otherwise, with her character, I don't know how many times she was killed.

I asked Zhang Cuicui, "Will the supervisors of the Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center kill people?"

Zhang Cuicui was stunned for a moment, "It's okay to be beaten if you don't obey, but it's not enough to kill someone."

Hearing this, I yawned, dragged the chains and lay down on the iron frame bed, and fell into a groggy sleep.

In a daze, I heard the voice of the Blood Bodhisattva.

"Hmph, when you fall asleep, you won't know if you've been killed."

In a daze, I don't know how long I slept, and I was suddenly woken up by the Blood Bodhisattva.

The wall clock on the wall shows that it is more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

I also woke up almost awake, rubbed my eyes and asked suspiciously, "What are you shaking?"

The Blood Bodhisattva's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still insisted and said, "Do you have anything to eat, give me some?"

I couldn't help but tease, "Didn't you say that you are suffering from their minds and hungry for their bodies, why did you come to me to ask for food?"

The Blood Bodhisattva's face turned red and white for a while, and he snorted and clasped his hands on his knees, "If you don't give it, you won't give it, I'm not that hungry anyway!"

Zhang Cuicui's stomach also growled with hunger.

She leaned against the corner of the wall weakly, and said in a daze, "If you are hungry, sleep more, don't talk, otherwise you won't be able to bear it."

I asked, "Will anyone come near us when we're in lockdown?"

Zhang Cuicui: "No, they are too lazy to care about us."

I grabbed the spirit stone and quietly took out some compressed biscuits, meat sausages, braised eggs, and some braised roast chicken from the storage bag.

Seeing something, Yangma let out a surprised voice, "Thank you, brother!"

It is estimated that the Blood Bodhisattva is embarrassed and lets Yangma's soul dominate the body to eat.

"You're welcome, let's eat."

Looking at Yangma's appearance, she was really hungry, so she grabbed a pack and stuffed it into her mouth.

Zhang Cuicui, who had been hungry all day, looked at her eating, and swallowed saliva while looking shocked.

"Mr. Zhuge , where did you conjure up so much food!?"

I didn't hesitate, "Don't worry about these details, just eat together."

"Thank you!"

The girl unpacked it and gobbled it up.

After the Blood Bodhisattva was full, he wiped his mouth and regained his arrogant posture again, "Mr. Zhuge didn't expect you to be bold, and you were quite thoughtful in preparing things."

Actually, in the beginning, I didn't prepare things well.

It was only after I almost fell to my death a few times that I learned about the preparation of the coiling dragon lock.

He almost starved to death in the tomb, so he carried a lot of food with him.

It seems to be meticulous, but in fact, every time it is an experience gained after experiencing life and death.

After eating and drinking, the Blood Bodhisattva yawned and lay on the bed to rest silently.

I smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid that someone will cut off your head when you fall asleep?"

The Blood Bodhisattva pretended not to hear and snored slightly.

Zhang Cuicui, who has eaten, is much better.

The sunlight shines through the air window, casting a foot square.

Zhang Cuicui squatted in the light, staring at the rustling shadows of the trees outside the window, tilting her head and not knowing what she was thinking.

I had a conversation with Zhang Cuicui without a match, probably because she had a short mouth, and Zhang Cuicui was very patient with my answer.

From Zhang Cuicui's mouth, I learned that the Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center has been established for more than 30 years.

Originally, it was a labor correctional facility, but after the relocation of the original site, it was converted into a psychiatric hospital.

And every dean here has more or less the same virtues.

But anyone who sent it, after a check-up, whether they were mentally ill or not, was judged to be mentally ill.

Wealthy mentally ill people live in good rooms and enjoy superior care.

Mentally ill people who have no money need to work hard to compensate.

I suddenly understood that no wonder when I came here before, I saw so many mentally ill people cutting down trees and packing them, it turned out to be as compensation for their labor.

Speaking of this, Zhang Cuicui's eyes were gloomy, and there was a murderous intent in her tone, "There are some patients who have no father or mother, and they are sent here through public welfare."

"Those bastard security guards and nurses will even assault patients!"

"I've been harassed a few times, but fortunately, I escaped the attack by pretending to be crazy and stupid, and pooping and peeing on the bed!"

"When I get out, I will definitely find a way to take the damn Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center to court!"

I wondered, "You're not mentally ill, how did you get in?"

At the mention of this, Zhang Cuicui squeaked and gritted the socket of her back teeth, and said resentfully, "I was sent in by my stepfather."

"Originally, our family was quite rich, but since my dad died, my mother, who doesn't know how to make money, only knows how to spend money, found a little white-faced boyfriend in a nightclub!"

"That grandson spent my family's money, lived in my house, and plotted against me!"

"He peeked at me taking a shower, and I stabbed him with a knife!"

"My mother was reluctant to send me to prison, but that little white face bit me unrelentingly!"

"As soon as the two of them combined, they sent me here and stayed in the hospital for three years!"

"This year is the last year."

I wondered, "Since there is still one year left, why don't you behave well and try to get out early?"

"Because my mom died."

Zhang Cuicui clenched her fists, her voice low and hoarse, "Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center for a month, the lowest fee is only two hundred yuan."

"That bastard, just renew me for more than twenty years!"

"I suspect that he killed my mother! Therefore, I must avenge my mother!"

I know a lot about the girl's situation.

The Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center is really dark enough, a good person can be closed for more than ten or twenty years, or even a lifetime!

There is a high-walled compound here, electricity everywhere, and dense security patrols.

Once you are sent here, unless someone from the outside world comes to pick you up, you will really be trapped to death for the rest of your life!

It's a pity that in order to escape the pursuit of the Zhuge family, I threw away all the electronic products that could be located.

Otherwise, I can still call Zhao Mengfu and ask her to fish me out.