Early the next morning, Long Liexue got up. The fog in the mountains made Qi Mingxing in the sky appear faintly. As usual, he had a cold shower first. Before the tap water was home, he used well water in the morning. This habit began when Long Liexue was three years old. Even when he was in school, he still insisted. When the biting cold water was poured on his body, he had already become accustomed to it. After taking a shower, changing his clothes, hanging a bunch of bulging things on his legs, waist and shoulders, Long Liexue tried to jump twice and checking whether the things hanging on his body were solid. Long Liexue looked at the watch. At 6:40, he walked through the thin fog in the yard, and Long Liexue's figure slipped into the fog like a flexible fish.

On the mountain next to Long Liexue's house, the fog in the mountains in the morning wrapped everything tightly, with visibility of only about two meters. Especially before the sun came out, there was basically no one to see. At this moment, Long Liexue was sliding in the fog like a ghost. There was no sound even when the footsteps rose and fell. The scenery next to him kept regressing in front of him, but Long Liexue seemed to be completely unaffected. He gently pressed a little on a tree trunk that crossed the roadside. Long Liexue's body bounced up gently, and he had just touched the huge stone on the toe of his right foot.

After a protrusion, Long Liexue slapped the light stone with his left hand, and his figure suddenly changed from horizontal to rising. Almost instantly, Long Liexue appeared on the stone more than three meters high. Long Liexue rushed forward to horizontally and then to rising in the high speed until he appeared on the boulder for a moment. After he got on the boulder, he almost had no hesitation. His figure jumped down from the boulder. On the boulder, only the fog that was still spinning slowly seemed to remind someone had just arrived. Long Liexue's target was the mountain in front with a small outline exposed in the mist.

I haven't experienced this feeling for a week. When I was in school, all I could do in the morning was just running around the school playground. I couldn't even warm up. It was impossible to enjoy the wind-like feeling like now. The indescribable fresh plant smell contained in the fog was faint, with a unique natural atmosphere in the mountains, and the moisture-like wind that was held on my face at my own speed, and even the dew stained on my clothes. All of this made Long Lie Blood intoxicated.

Running in the fog, jumping in the forest, and experiencing speed between boulders and bushes is Long Liexue's favorite. Of course, the premise of all this is that no one can see it.

When Long Liexue returned home, Long Han had just finished the breakfast. It was very simple. Two eggs and a bowl of noodles. Looking at Long Liexue, half of his body was wet with dew, Long Han didn't laugh, but Long Liexue knew from Long Han's eyes that he was very satisfied, because this time, he returned home one minute earlier than the last load of more than fifteen kilograms. By the way, Long Liexue carried fifty-five kilograms last time.

In the afternoon, Long Liexue and Long Han arrived at the county mental hospital. The hospital sign was "Robin County Brain Nerve Care Medical Center". The hospital is a four-story house, which is located on the outskirts of the county town, and it covers a small area, but there is a garden and a small sports field. The sports field is in the middle of the small garden, and there are two basketball hoops inside. Long Liexu took a look. There were only two people wearing patient clothes sitting there, and there was another person walking around there, constantly gesturing something in his hands.

The dean's office was on the second floor of the hospital. The doctor on duty in the duty room told Long Liexue and Long Han that if he wanted to see the patient, he would have to approve the director. Therefore, Long Liexu went to the dean's office alone, and Long Han waited in the duty room. On the second floor, Long Liexu found the dean of the hospital. A man in his forties and slightly bald, with as much flesh on his face as the flesh on his stomach, and the oil on his face seemed to drip into his eyes, a middle-aged man who didn't look like a doctor's director.

"Who are you going to see Li Guizhen?" The dean said to Long Liexue in the tone of interrogating the patient, and his oily eyes were full of doubts. He knew about this patient. Someone had given him special "care" since the first day he came in.

"I am her relative!" Long Liexue replied calmly.

"Relative? Oh, this patient is currently undergoing special care and cannot see outsiders yet!"

“When will it be possible to see you?”

"That's hard to say. It depends on the treatment condition. It takes seven or eight months in a short time, and it may take several years in a long time!"

"Treatment?" Long Liexue smiled, smiling like an innocent child, even angry.

"Can I know about your treatment?"

When the dean heard this, his face immediately turned up and said impatiently: "Where do you think this is? So casual, you go back first, go back first, and I will notify you when the patient's condition improves." After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled Long Liexue to go out. He lowered his head and pretended to be very busy and wrote something, and ignored Long Liexue. At the same time, he was still wondering why he said so much to this young man today.

Long Liexu sighed secretly. The dean didn't even ask who he was and didn't know where he lived, but he kept saying that he would notify him. It seemed that someone had greeted him just as his father said.

The dean lowered his head and pretended to write for a few seconds. He originally thought that the boy would go out, but he didn't hear the door of the office opening. He was wondering. When he looked up, he saw that the boy who was supposed to have left as he imagined was not leaving at all. Not only did he not leave, he also walked to his side from the position opposite his desk just now. As soon as he looked up, he saw the boy. The boy was looking at him, and there was still a faint smile on his face. For some reason, he felt that the boy looked at him with a condescending and uncomfortable feeling.

He even turned into panic before he could vent his anger. He was about to stand up from the chair, but he found that his shoulders were like being pressed by a 10,000 pounds of rock and could not move at all. Now, he was really angry. He looked at the boy, "You..." Before he finished speaking, he felt that his stomach was hit by a sledgehammer. The chair he was sitting on made an ugly moan. His upper body was numb and half of it. Then the place where he was hit seemed to be a fire, and the fire suddenly burned into his lungs. Breathing suddenly became difficult.

Long Liexue stood beside him, with a smile on his face, but still calm, as if the punch was not hit by him just now. Since hearing Long Han tell the story last night, Long Liexue felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, and the man who was half lying on the table and gasping for pain in front of him was a miserable person who deserved it. At this moment, the dean who was still arrogant just one minute was only left with the strength to lie on the table to pant and moan. I don’t know if his face is still about to be oily at this moment. It is probably the same color as the part of the skin exposed on his neck, as red as if it is about to be bleeding. At this moment, the only one

The only thing that could feel his pain was probably the violent blood vessels on his neck. The dean remained lying on the table for more than a minute. Long Liexue didn't say anything in the middle, so there was only the dean's panting and intermittent cough in the whole room. When he could lie up from the table, his face was pale, and his hair, which was not much on his head, was almost stuck to his forehead with sweat, and there was no sign of impatient appearance on his face, only sweat, saliva and snot. At this moment, I believe he would never regard Long Liexue as a young boy with a harmless smile.

"Do you want to call the police?" Long Liexu pointed to the phone on his desk and asked him.

Hearing this, the dean's face turned paler. He used an action to express his thoughts and shook his head quickly. If he wanted to call the police, he was really not sure if the boy would hit him to death with one punch. The punch just now made him understand a lot of things at once.

"I want to see Li Guizhen, now... is here..." Long Liexue's tone was aggravated in the last two words.

The dean nodded quickly, then stood up from the chair with shaking: "Li Guizhen... cough... cough... on the fourth floor, I... cough... I'll take you there now!"

"Wait" Long Liexue looked at the dean at this moment. The dean suddenly became nervous. He didn't know where he did something wrong again. Long Liexue pointed to his face and pointed to the toilet paper on the table.

In the ward on the fourth floor of the hospital, which was like a confinement room, Long Liexue and Long Han saw Wang Liezhi's wife. Seeing Wang Liezhi's wife staying in such a small room without even a window, Long Liexue glanced at the dean, and the dean's face turned pale a lot. Wang Liezhi's wife could no longer see a trace of what she was like at the time. When Long Liexue and the others saw her, she was shrinking on a corner of the room, holding a cardboard box in her arms, with her head yellow hair, her face swollen, her eyes scattered, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her mouth, and her hands were often waving nervously. Long Han and his son looked at her motionless for ten minutes. In addition to the dean, there was also a doctor.

This is the first time that the doctor saw the dean accompanying the patient to visit the patient so enthusiastically. If he didn't understand, he would think that the patient was the director's relative. The director's performance in front of the two people can be described as cautious. The doctor was very strange. Usually, what happened to the dean who would be like this unless he met his superiors? But it seems that the two people who came to see the patient did not look like the leader. They did not rush forward, did not give any instructions, and did not mention anything involving the hospital. The patients they saw were also targeted, and the patient had nothing special. There was another characteristic, that is, these two people didn't like to talk. Therefore, although they accompanied Long Han and his son to see the patient for ten minutes, Long Han and the others did not speak, the doctor could only wait aside. Even the dean was so cautious, and he was sure to be careful.

"How is she now?" Long Han looked at the dean, and the dean quickly glanced at the doctor.

"This patient was greatly stimulated, resulting in destructive changes in the brain nerve structure and showed some characteristics of obsessive-compulsive paranoia. According to past experience, the patient's condition was not very optimistic!" The doctor replied that Long Han and Long Liexue looked at him without saying anything, and the meaning was very obvious. He asked him to continue.

"Although we know that the patient's brain has changed, the current instruments cannot find out where the destructive changes in the patient's brain structure are. Reactive psychiatric patients like her, drugs can only play a certain auxiliary role. Generally speaking, the causes of patients like her are mostly continuous mental tension and emotional burden, coupled with excessive sadness and inner pain. When this pain accumulates to a certain extent, it will cause her to have a pathological reaction and lose her ability to control herself. The treatment process basically only alleviates the patient's reaction to a certain extent and reduces the chance of the patient's reaction to a certain extent!" When talking about this, the doctor was a little hesitant because when the patient was sent here, there was basically no treatment.

"Is there any possibility of curing it?" Long Liexu asked.

The doctor shook his head: "At present, there is no effective way to cure it."

Long Liexu looked at Li Guizhen, pointed to the cardboard box she was holding and asked, "What's going on with the cardboard box she was holding?"

"She always regarded the box as the urn of her dead husband. When she was sent to our hospital, she held her dead husband's urn and refused to put it. Later, we took her dead husband's urn after anesthesia. She was extremely unstable when she woke up. When she saw this box, she regarded it as the urn of her dead husband, and was afraid that others would take it away. Only when she held this thing would her condition be slightly better." The dean smiled awkwardly, squinted his eyes and looked at Long Liexu's face secretly.

"Where is her dead husband's urn? Are you still here?" Long Liexu asked.

"You know, that thing is very unlucky, well... this... let's take it...it..." The dean felt his body involuntarily weakened and his speech was a little stuttered.

"Did you lose it?" Long Han looked at the dean and said this, the dean couldn't help but shivered.

"No, no, we sent that thing to the place where the cremation factory specially placed the urn!" The dean said in one breath, and felt a lot more relaxed.

"Who is responsible for her treatment?" Long Liexue asked coldly, "Why did she live in such a place?"

Under Long Liexue's gaze, the dean's body trembled a little. When someone sent Li Guizhen, he had received a hint that those people did not want Li Guizhen to contact others, nor did they want Li Guizhen to get better. Therefore, the dean arranged Li Guizhen separately in this room like a confinement room. This room was originally intended for patients with aggressive tendencies, but now it is used to arrange Li Guizhen. As for treatment, except for the anesthetics when sending Li Guizhen, and asking the hospital doctor to confirm Li Guizhen's condition, there was basically no treatment.

"This...this..." Looking at Long Liexue's eyes, the dean's heart trembled involuntarily. At this moment, the dean felt that Long Liexue's calm eyes seemed to have a cold air, slowly freezing his heart. Even the doctor standing next to him felt suddenly nervous for no reason!

Looking at the dean's appearance, Long Liexue and Long Han probably guessed the whole story. In the room, Wang Lizhi's wife was still smiling softly there.

"She is a patient, do you know what to do?" Long Liexu suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly to the dean.

"No, sure, I'll arrange for someone to change her ward and give her the best care for her patients!" said the dean, wiping the cold sweat on his head.

Before leaving, Long Liexue took an envelope and gave it to the dean, which contained 5,000 yuan. The dean was trembling at first and did not dare to ask for it. Later, when Long Liexue's hand touched his shoulder again, he trembled his hands and held the envelope in his hand with a complicated mood.

Long Liexu held one hand on his shoulder and said only one thing to him.

"Take good care of her!"

The dean lit his head like a chicken eating rice and quickly made a bunch of promises in front of Long Liexue.

Long Han and Long Liexue left. On the way to the cremation factory, they didn't speak for a long time. Both men were thinking about things.

"Is this the thing?" Long Liexue seemed to be talking to himself.

Long Han looked into the distance with his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

"There are always some things in the world that make you feel helpless, and sometimes the most precious things will become worthless!" Long Han replied: "And what we see, hear, and encounter are the 'rules' of this world. The 'rules' are not necessarily the things written on paper that we will like when we look at them. It will be displayed in front of you with another aspect. No matter whether you like it or not, whether you admit it or not, no matter how strong you are, you can only be in this 'rules'!" Long Han paused when he said this, and then said the following sentence.

"People who want to surpass the rules are usually destroyed by the rules!"

Long Liexue didn't say anything. He was savoring what Long Han said, especially the last sentence, yes the "rule". No matter what, everyone is inside this "rule", just like people on the earth cannot be immune to the influence of the earth's gravity. What can he do now? What can his father do? Should he really want some villagers in Xiaogou Village to help Wang Lizhi "take revenge"? How to avenge? It's so difficult to kill all that family! Pay life with their lives? Or go to fight and turn the sky upside down. If this is done, there might be someone in Xiaogou Village.

I will be happy, but what is that? How long can those happy people be happy? If I really do that, I will undoubtedly face not those people in Xiaogou Village, but are competing with the "rules" of this world. If I don't do this, who else can I rely on? There are too many things involved behind this matter! The key point is that Wang Lizhi died and died without evidence! His wife was crazy and crazy. Now there is no more victim in this matter. Even if there is, what can I do under such circumstances!

"Rules, yes, or rules" Long Liexu silently recited these two words in his heart.

After leaving the hospital, the father and son went directly to the cremation factory. Because the urn was stored in the hospital, when the director called the cremation factory, they successfully got Wang Lizhi's urn. Wang Lizhi's urn is the cheapest type. Simply put, it is just a layer of paint on the thin wooden board and it will show a little bit of shiny. In the store opened by the cremation factory, Long Liexu saw Wang Lizhi's urn, which was placed in the lowest row in the most inconspicuous corner of the store. The price was 46 yuan. The one displayed was even too lazy to wipe it. There was a layer of fine gray on it, which was marked with the four words "large quantity to better". Looking at Wang Lizhi's urn, Long Han didn't say anything, but pointed to the urn in the most conspicuous position in the store and nodded to the salesperson. The one selling things in the store began to look at Long. Looking at Wang Lizhi's urn, Long Han didn't say anything, but pointed to the urn in the most conspicuous position in the store and nodded to the salesperson. The one who sold the things in the store began to look at Long.

When Liexue came in with the urn, Li didn't want to pay attention to them and was flirting with magazines on his own. At this moment, he looked at the urn in Long Liexue's hand again, and his eyes were even more respectful than seeing his father. The urn that Long Han pointed was the most expensive in this store, with a price of 8,898 yuan. The urn was made of jade. There were several birds and beasts that could not be named by Long Liexue and had patterns. The urn was green all over and in a simple shape. It was much heavier in his hand when he held it. Long Han didn't bargain and paid directly. This was the first time that the person who sold things was so generous. Although he was trying hard not to let the smile in his heart appear on his face, his bright eyes still showed his thoughts. If Long Han had not given him some pressure, he would have shouted out the words "Welcome next time"

Wang Lizhi was not very satisfied during his lifetime, but no matter what, if a person dies, according to the traditions of the countryside, he will be buried in peace.

After Long Han and his son visited Li Guizhen in the hospital and took away Wang Lizhi's urn, the news spread to Xiaogou Village before it was dark.

When Liu Zhugui heard the news, he smashed the cup he was drinking.

What they didn't expect was that as if following the news, Long Han came that evening.

Some people in Xiaogou Village were happy and some were worried about Long Han’s arrival.
Chapter completed!