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Because it was a night and she was secretly alone, she didn't dare to bring anything that would be bright such as a lantern, it was pitch black, and she walked across the bridge by relying on the moonlight that was not too bright tonight.

The wooden bridges at both ends of the creek are actually simple bridges made up of two or three thick planks, and because the years are a bit old, the bridge is slippery and narrow, and you have to be careful when crossing the bridge during the day, let alone at night.

Looking at the scene where Yao crossed the bridge quickly, knowing that Yao had already crossed the bridge very skillfully, Yin Seventeen still felt sorry for Yao.

After walking for half an hour, Yao really arrived at the mountain of the ancestral grave of Zengjia Village, full of ghost fires all over the mountain, her face did not change, and she knelt down in front of one of the graves:

"Jiaming...... I'm sorry for you...... I'm sorry for you......"

Not to the man, nor to anyone.

Yao actually came to Zeng Jiaming's grave...... Crying!

Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen were very surprised.

Yin Seventeen was even a little confused in her mind, the scene in front of her was not as she imagined, but there was another guess in her heart that was growing rapidly.

In a few breaths, the chick grew to the point where she was unmanageable.

Yao's crying continued, from the first low cry to the last loud cry.

She was very sad, not only because of Zeng Jiaming's death, but also because of other reasons that she did not explain.

Zhan Yan seemed to have some understanding, and Yin Seventeen had already turned around and ran out of the small mound for the two of them to hide.

Holding her breath, she ran all the way back.

The distance from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain is not very far, and it takes two quarters of an hour to run.

When she saw the simple wooden plank bridge in Xiaohe again, she paused, only hesitated for a while, and then ran to Zeng Jiaming's grave on the mountain.

Zhan Yan, who had been running behind Yin Seventeen, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly chased after her again and grabbed her:

"What are you doing again?"

Yin Seventeen seems to be out of the spirit, looking out of state:

"I want to tell her...... Tell her! She couldn't have been wrong from the start! She shouldn't be! That's seven lives! Seven lives! ”

She was so excited that her body couldn't stop trembling slightly, and tears were already beginning to flow in her eyes.

Zhan Yan felt that things were not simple, Yin Seventeen would be so excited In addition to Yao's relationship with the seven lives, he thought that there should be a side reason, and that reason must be related to her past.

But he couldn't ask, and he couldn't open his mouth.

At this moment, he couldn't do anything, he could only hold her tightly, let her gradually calm down, and don't do anything to startle the snake.

Yin Seventeen was really just impulsive, and she was stopped by Zhan Yan for a while, and she calmed down.

This was the perfect time to catch that person, and she shouldn't miss it, let alone do something reckless because of her past.

Breaking with the arm that was tightly grasped by Zhanyan, Yin Seventeen showed a weak smile:

"I'm sorry...... Brother Zhan, I almost did something bad......"

Even if she couldn't see the fragility hidden under her face under the moonlight, Zhan Yan could still hear something abnormal from Yin Seventeen's voice.

She was blaming herself.

Zhan Yan let go of Yin Seventeen's arm and looked in the direction of Zeng Jiaming's house:

"Let's go!"

The yamen early in the morning was very lively.

The head catcher Fang just arrested a thirteen-year-old mad boy Li Shibao and put him in prison, and last night he arrested another teenager named Zeng Pinzheng and put him in prison, this one is even more desperate, only eleven years old.

Li Shibao and Zeng Pinzheng were held in the same prison, which was specially arranged by Zhanyan and instructed Lu Dian.

Yao returned home after crying in the middle of the night and found that only the youngest daughter Zeng Pinhui and Yin Seventeen were left at home, but Zeng Pinzheng was nowhere to be found.

Yin Qiqi was worried that Zeng Pinhui's child would not be safe at home, and Zeng Pinhui would also be afraid, so she stayed and waited for Yao's return.

After questioning Yin Seventeen, Yao Fang knew that Zeng Pin was asking Zhan Yan to be escorted back to the yamen for interrogation overnight.

At that moment, Yao's face turned pale, and the whole person sat on the couch in the back room as if he had lost his strength, and even the little daughter next to him cried "Mother" as if he couldn't hear it.

White with gray, it seems to be the kind of shocked and sad face that suddenly heard bad news.

Such a face made Yin Seventeen even more convinced of the truth guessed in her heart, and at the same time, it also made her feel an indescribable sadness for Yao.

Yao, who insisted on rushing to the yamen in the middle of the night, and Zeng Pinhui, who was only eight years old, were still in the headcatcher's room, and the mother and daughter were crying and hugging each other early in the morning.

Yin Seventeen couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and walked out of the headcatcher's room with heavy steps.

Hua Zilai saw the discomfort in Yin Seventeen's heart early on, looking at such a poor mother and daughter, no one was afraid that it was uncomfortable, plus Zhan Yan saw him early in the morning, so he told him to pay great attention to Yin Seventeen's emotions.

Seeing Yin Seventeen walking out with stiff steps, Hua Zilai also chased out:

"Seventeen! Their mother and daughter are taken care of by me, and they will be fine, you can interrogate Zeng Pinzheng with Brother Zhan with peace of mind, you are here ...... You don't have to worry! ”

Yin Qiqi raised his eyes to look at him, but he just nodded silently, and walked out of the office.

Step by step, it seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

Hua Zilai said in his heart, this kid really has something in his heart, and he really let Zhanyan say it right!

Hua Zilai didn't say anything from Li Shibao's mouth yesterday, because the crazy demon Li Shibao didn't appear at all, and he has always been the innocent Li Shibao who bites his fingers and looks at people innocently.

Since bringing back Zeng Pinzheng overnight last night, Zhanyan has been consuming with Zeng Pinzheng.

When Zeng Pinzheng was picked up by Zhan Yan in his sleep and brought back to the Yamen overnight to be imprisoned, he remained silent, like a mute.

If he hadn't known that he could speak, Zhan Yan would have thought that he was born mute.

When Yin 17 arrived at Yamen Prison, Zhan Yan sat in front of the iron bar of the prison where Zeng Pinzheng and Li Shibao were imprisoned, sitting upright on the circle chair, with a firm strength that the two of them had consumed.

In normal times, Yin Seventeen would definitely laugh and make fun of her face, but she didn't have such a mood.

She walked up to Zhan Yan sullenly and looked at the other side of the iron fence.

Zeng Pin looked like he was sitting upright in class, sitting upright and looking as usual.

Li Shibao is like a child seeing his long-lost parents, sitting next to Zeng Pinzheng very dependently, learning from Zeng Pinzheng's appearance, sitting upright and looking as usual.

It's just that at this moment, he is a little baby like a blank sheet of paper, although he knows that he is close to Zeng Pinzheng and wants to learn ten out of ten, but his baby-like temperament is very curious about all new things.

For a while, he can still pretend to be very similar, albeit limitedly.

But after a long time, he couldn't restrain his innocent and smart eyes, and he wandered around curiously.

When Yin Qiqi looked at Zeng Pinzheng in the iron fence, Li Shibao looked at her curiously with such a pair of eyes, as if he was also thinking, considering, or ...... Other.

Such a pure white world, she didn't think she understood.

Because in her heaven and earth, there is no such pure color.